<?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-17495853</id><updated>2012-02-10T20:03:50.989+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Random Rant'/><category term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Everybody's Friend. Making a Difference.</title><subtitle type='html'>Start something. Learn something :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3737939294153812498</id><published>2008-06-11T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:22:42.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pre-21st."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Holla.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Back in action. About time. haven't been updating for a really long time. Oh well, here's some pre-21st birthday party photos. Got tons of them. To see the rest, just hook up with facebook =)&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2567502261_aa98915be7.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday boys - Nelson, Me and Azlan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2567502047_dc3809ace6.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3066/2567501965_76ae53dec5.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not on drugs, mom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2567502171_522e4e5507.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday boys again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2568325426_923cdf6aab.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the rest at facebook-lah. Lazy upload all 80+ photos. Mau tido. A proper post after the exam, k? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3737939294153812498?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3737939294153812498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3737939294153812498&amp;isPopup=true' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3737939294153812498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3737939294153812498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2008/06/pre-21st.html' title='&quot;Pre-21st.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-1190935280416482316</id><published>2008-03-31T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:46:27.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Scandalous."</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since the last update. Sorry-lah. Been busy with work, stuff and bumming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't life wonderful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this was taken a long time ago and i didn't manage to find the time to post it up till now. Voila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day at Jaydeep's/Damien's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm's back was acting up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008.jpg" title="10032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008.jpg" title="10032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008.jpg" alt="10032008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008001.jpg" title="10032008001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008001.jpg" title="10032008001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/10032008001.jpg" alt="10032008001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azlan displays his discontent once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;tsencai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-1190935280416482316?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/1190935280416482316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=1190935280416482316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1190935280416482316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1190935280416482316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2008/03/scandalous.html' title='&quot;Scandalous.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-6575747706430925326</id><published>2008-03-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:38:29.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Friends."</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let me introduce to you some of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-m.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705820_8873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;This is Roshan. He think he's Italian. I'm trying to figure that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_702866_2486.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Apparently he takes no interests in females. That's Elina btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_702867_2704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;But Jaydeep does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-l.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_702875_9955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Now we have (&lt;i&gt;left to right&lt;/i&gt;) Roshan, Elina, Nicola and Malcolm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_702902_6280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;And here comes Azlan, whom seems to display his discontent with Elina, who happens to be his girlfriend-lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Elina is confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705748_1113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;So therefore she decides to take both males. So now we have Azlan, Elina and Jaydeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-p.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705791_2940.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;Apparently we suspect that Roshan's into guys. Sleeping dudes to be exact. So don't sleep when Roshan's around. That's Nelson sleeping by the way. Typical him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-j.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705753_9871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what guys do when they wait for girls to do their girly shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-j.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705769_4414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;This is what girls do when they wait for the guys to do their manly shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705814_4988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt; Spot the not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;And so..the night beckons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-j.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705881_4890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moomba festival!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705842_6147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-p.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/205/40/512111556/n512111556_705871_6495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i took a video of the fireworks but at the moment i'm too lazy to post it up on youtube. Internet in Aussie sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chow chow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-6575747706430925326?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/6575747706430925326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=6575747706430925326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6575747706430925326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6575747706430925326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-friends.html' title='&quot;My Friends.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-6189168905786387754</id><published>2008-01-08T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:30:13.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Rare Bear."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_480.jpg" title="image_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_480.jpg" alt="image_480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How often do you get to see a Ferrari in ss15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_481.jpg" title="image_481.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_481.jpg" title="image_481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_481.jpg" alt="image_481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_482.jpg" title="image_482.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_482.jpg" title="image_482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/image_482.jpg" alt="image_482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictures suck. Sorry. Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year btw. First post on blogspot for the 2008's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-6189168905786387754?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/6189168905786387754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=6189168905786387754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6189168905786387754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6189168905786387754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2008/01/rare-bear.html' title='&quot;Rare Bear.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8775378857854234057</id><published>2007-12-21T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T03:09:43.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Post-Melbourne."</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe and sound in homeland. Just touched down at 5.45am this morning. W00t. I thought it would be feel kinda good to be back home, but actually..nah. Everything just feels the same as i left 10 months ago. Anyhow, some post-Melbourne photos -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago we headed to Brighton Beach for fun. And it was chilly and windy. Sort of a bad day for the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2043/2124694213_32422977f0.jpg?v=0" height="384" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Roshan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaas.com/images/roshan.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roshan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2125467796_9edd50b92d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Bryan, whose idea to bring us to Brighton Beach. Nice pose. Uh huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2125467900_b41b0c95ea.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's for your gayness. Pair of dark legs belong to Jaydeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2124694465_70e7de04c6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidung itchy. So i dig nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/2124694523_03cc48a9aa.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You farking disgust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All photos kudos to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://perishablecupids.blogspot.com/"&gt;AiPing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;A few &lt;b&gt;more &lt;/b&gt;days back before the day at Brighton Beach, we headed to St.Kilda's beach. At night this time. Can see penguin ma. Eek eek. No dugong though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2124693853_91dc8b059f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roshan again. Strutting his shit. He drove the five of us there. So kudos to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2124693727_810f9ce678.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pay parking pay parking. &lt;a href="http://perishablecupids.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AiPing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Jaydeep and Roshan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2124693785_40b25a4639.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pay parking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2221/2125467442_268cddb1d1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perishablecupids.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AiPing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Roshan and Bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/2125467536_b36d196bde.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengok tengok la. Roshan stop smoking pls = thx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2243/2124694081_315c0e9831.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Further.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2397/2124694139_ed718d5c8e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Closer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/2125467572_0e40f037a8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, most photos kudos to &lt;a href="http://perishablecupids.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AiPing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even &lt;b&gt;more &lt;/b&gt;days before we headed for St. Kilda beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2337/2124693655_c9ec4ed005.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spotted on the way to dinner at Lygon St. That's a Phantom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Maybe i should've stayed &lt;i&gt;home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;tsencai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8775378857854234057?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8775378857854234057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8775378857854234057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8775378857854234057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8775378857854234057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/12/post-melbourne.html' title='&quot;Post-Melbourne.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3674155362677196430</id><published>2007-12-02T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:15:48.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Trip to Pinggir Laut Emas. Gold Coast la. Day 1."</title><content type='html'>Aloha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back with an update for the trip to Gold Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However since this's a very pictureful entry and it's very full of it, i'm going to post for day 1 first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1am or so the groupies left for lin contro for a drink and met up w/ Jaydeep, Lance and Roshan cause those 3 miss me so much and they had to see me before i leave. awwww... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab then to the Southern Cross bus station and hitched a bus ride to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2339/2079773043_b601253095.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu dia Aaron. He's not naturally walking to the bus. He's posing. Poser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2195/2080558880_4c27500719.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin and Yao perempuan Cina. Secocok, no? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/2079773163_33b2cef5a7.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CK Choong Khin. Chilling at the airport before the flight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2229/2079773297_5dd86fc8cf.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2097/2079773249_915ad87ac8.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The groupie. HAHA. Ok. Group.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2039/2079773367_080be10df9.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's how i look at 5am in the morning waiting. I hate waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2296/2079773451_6cf718fea5.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so after at least 3 hours or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2080559372_6955ad97a2.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our temporary crib.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2015/2080559294_7964697143.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scary kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2393/2079773695_c2ebb54893.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see WillIAm. I saw him church today and he was wearing the exact Asame t-shirt as he was in the photo. Tsik. Baju sudah tak ada lagi hah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after checking in and leaving our luggages, we headed for our first theme park. Oh yea. We did not even get a chance to rest. Immediately after our flight we had to already be ready for our first big day. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2297/2080560910_8dd601ba2f.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movie World. Day 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2080562922_eff5a2bba5.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not ride that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2080569272_8c00a2feff.jpg?v=0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin: Eh eh help me take photo of me and Melissa. Pls pls thx thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melissa: Hee Hee Hee. Hee. Hee. Hah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2080571898_a0e758199a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor William. Still wearing the same t-shirt as he was wearing in church today. Tsik. Kotor-ness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2079787243_343ee4eb6a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not ride that. Melissa and Praevin too didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2416/2080576608_c88dd845d3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin, CK, William, and Jimmy Bean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2136/2080579306_b77c5d8a1e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We went for this. It was good. Our ass hurts after that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2079793743_aeb12b27f7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls will always be camwhores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2174/2079793557_faedff33d3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not every guy is a camwhore. And thats me. The rest are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2079793915_4164f205a7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lunch! CK and Praevin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2080579938_f3e7fa9958.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa. As usual. HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2015/2080580308_0698489aee.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camwhores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/2080580354_8e13d3d678.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2294/2079794597_0b9d61ab4e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us. I am still not a camwhore. Group photo ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2079794667_c972a0e9cc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin and Yao.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Camwhores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2095/2080580728_65bf227013.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron and Joey. Camwhores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2011/2080580988_ff5aa69c36.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's Lethal Weapon. I did not ride that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2080580824_ff55beb304.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2344/2079795295_81e97187a6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scooby Doo coaster. I rode that. Kena con. BIG TIME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2388/2079795617_d1d4447c13.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some log ride. Didn't go for it cause we didn't want to get wet. WET.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2080581344_9c98ac5629.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2079795799_14de08530a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All theme parks close at 5pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we headed back to our rooms. Oh yea. Our rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2308/2080581840_f41fa318c3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's my bed. The single one. That's the toilet door right next to my bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2420/2079795847_95cd999a33.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other bed is queen sized. That's Jimmy on the bed. Waiting for William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for day 2. Lazy upload and post the photos again. Give me a day or two rest then i'll continue. For now. Buh byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3674155362677196430?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3674155362677196430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3674155362677196430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3674155362677196430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3674155362677196430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/12/trip-to-pinggir-laut-emas-gold-coast-la.html' title='&quot;Trip to Pinggir Laut Emas. Gold Coast la. Day 1.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-2826819466985336973</id><published>2007-11-03T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T15:52:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Not Another Car Entry."</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is another car entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/1838937520_abb638126b.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gallardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2358/1838935604_341e3f4f92.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spotted at Lygon St. This isn't the first time seeing one of these here, just that now i had the chance of taking photos of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;O btw, the owner of the car is sitting in front of the man whom's back is facing the car. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was taking a photo of it and when i was done he went, "&lt;em&gt;20 dollars for the photos!&lt;/em&gt;" -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-2826819466985336973?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/2826819466985336973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=2826819466985336973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2826819466985336973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2826819466985336973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-another-car-entry.html' title='&quot;Not Another Car Entry.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3381688599405234352</id><published>2007-10-21T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:52:55.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hummo."</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari-hari ni makin panas di Melbourne. I reckoned that's a good thing but some don't think so. Went to bed in a cold night and woke up in a hot morning. Stupid weather. I was sweating on my bed when i got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the 6pm church service along w/ the regular Monash-ians. So had time in the noon for some mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this'll be a very short post, as i have really nothing to say about my current slow-paced life. The photos for today -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/1670406425_4ae544f28c.jpg?v=0" height="338" width="367" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2378/1670407099_ca0ce96cc5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a Hummer limo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally had the chance to snap a shot of it. That thing is pretty long despite the lousy photographic impression of it. Believe me, it's pretty long. Wouldn't be kind of difficult to drive that thing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Word about says that renting this for about 3 hours will cost you AUD1,200!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yowza. Pain. That hurts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3381688599405234352?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3381688599405234352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3381688599405234352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3381688599405234352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3381688599405234352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/10/hummo.html' title='&quot;Hummo.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3355284033996538120</id><published>2007-10-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:40:33.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Crossed Paths."</title><content type='html'>Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/1588532650_e1696644a6.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an accident just in front of my apartment. Living on the 13th floor, i had a nice view of the entire scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car just slammed right into a passing tram. My sis actually called me to see the scene - she heard a massive loud bang which i apparently did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, two more photos -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/1588533938_56561b5e7a.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/1588531574_c68383ebe5.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how the hell it happened. Probably the guy was speeding trying to dodge the red light but end up smacking right into the tram. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, buddy. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; - tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3355284033996538120?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3355284033996538120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3355284033996538120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3355284033996538120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3355284033996538120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/10/crossed-paths.html' title='&quot;Crossed Paths.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8973572368207534845</id><published>2007-10-09T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:01:39.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Howdy's New Add."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-a.jpg" title="audi-r8-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-a.jpg" title="audi-r8-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-a.jpg" alt="audi-r8-a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/asdasd.jpg" title="asdasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/asdasd.jpg" alt="asdasd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-b.jpg" title="audi-r8-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-b.jpg" alt="audi-r8-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-c.jpg" title="audi-r8-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-c.jpg" alt="audi-r8-c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-d.jpg" title="audi-r8-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-d.jpg" alt="audi-r8-d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-e.jpg" title="audi-r8-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/audi-r8-e.jpg" alt="audi-r8-e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just fresh. Audi's latest add. The R8.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seen one on the roads yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8973572368207534845?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8973572368207534845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8973572368207534845&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8973572368207534845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8973572368207534845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/10/howdys-new-add.html' title='&quot;Howdy&apos;s New Add.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-1215026475276775647</id><published>2007-10-05T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:20:20.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Humming Hum..."</title><content type='html'>Today, semasa jalan balik ke rumah dari kelas, saya ternampak a High Mobility Multi-Purpose Wheeled Vehicle (HMMWW)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/hummer-a.jpg" title="hummer-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/hummer-a.jpg" alt="hummer-a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aka Hummer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/hummer-b.jpg" title="hummer-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/10/hummer-b.jpg" alt="hummer-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry bad photos cause the car was moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today is a Friday, and i'm stuck at home. This sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-1215026475276775647?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/1215026475276775647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=1215026475276775647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1215026475276775647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1215026475276775647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/10/humming-hum.html' title='&quot;Humming Hum...&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-2593454026465476633</id><published>2007-10-02T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:22:21.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ad-Vantage."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1261/1470630649_a54f0d6374.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1393/1470630485_aa6a06a0e1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1398/1471486530_02e80edad0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1083/1471486468_167196d436.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1063/1470630395_687caeca37.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aston Martin Vantage sighting - archived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-2593454026465476633?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/2593454026465476633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=2593454026465476633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2593454026465476633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2593454026465476633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/10/ad-vantage.html' title='&quot;Ad-Vantage.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-7924641206987732723</id><published>2007-09-29T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:57:11.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"George Maddox says..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lies Girls Have Told&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 ) "I didn't do anything over the weekend.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. This translates into "I got drunk and had lots of sex that I regret having now that I'm sober, but I'd rather not sound like a slut, so I'll give you the false impression that I live a modest life sitting at home and reading over my weekends, so you'll have to find out what I really did from people talking behind my back." This is probably closer to the truth than most people think. And don't mail me some politically correct rant saying "well not every girl is like that blah blah blah..." I know that not every girl is like that. Nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) "I've only kissed one guy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. No girl has only kissed one guy. Any girl that says she has kissed only one guy is either too young to have kissed more, or a damned liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) "I think you're cute!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. No girl thinks I'm cute. I'm repulsive. I'm hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) "Looks don't matter to me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. Looks don't matter, MY ASS. Looks matter. Any girl that says "looks don't matter" is in denial. Proof? The good looking jerks that treat women like shit always get the women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) "I want to find a guy that's sensitive.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. This one's a whopper. Girls don't want sensitive guys, nay, when it comes down to it all they really want is sex. Most of them are no better than the assholes they sleep with. Sure.. they want sensitivity.. ass slapping, hair pulling sensitivity. What girl in their right mind would willingly sleep with a total jerk? Are all these girls being raped? Or are they really just horny? They want sensitivity.. or at least, that's what they'll have you believing, with their warm smiles and good looks. Just once, I'd like to meet a good looking girl that's not in denial, and that won't put on an integrity show, and that will just come out and admit that she's been pounded more times than any nail in the floor she stands on, like the whore that she is. At least then I'd respect her for being honest. It's so transparent to me what's going on. They fritter their lives away having sex every day of the week, and then go to church on sunday and think they're clean again. They're only fooling themselves. It's probably the only way they can live with their conscience (or lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) "I just broke up with my boyfriend, so I'm not going to date for a while"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. I hear this one a lot. They say it to sound like they're not whores going from one guy immediately to the next, but come the first good looking jerk with slick hair and a nice car, and she'll be in bed with him faster than she can contract his STDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) "I like to have fun.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. Some girls I've talked to have been so shallow, that when asked what they like to do, she'll simply say "I like to have fun.." No shit? I thought you liked being bored like the rest of us. What the hell kind of answer is "I like to have fun.." Who doesn't like to have fun? Upon further probing for what they like to do, they'll say "well.. uhhh.. I like to swim, and go hiking, and uhh.. I like to just hang out with friends.. uhhh.. I like to see movies.. uhhh..." Okay, she likes to see movies. Potential for a conversation. So, I'll ask them what movies they like, and with out fail, they always say "oh.. uhh... I like all movies.." No, dipshit, you don't like all movies. Nobody does. What movies do you like? "uhh.. I like romantic movies mostly.." (I don't really say dipshit.. I'm usually very mannered around women.. not that it matters, since they only want a rich guy to screw). My fault on that one, I should have known. Upon further interrogating (at least it seems like interrogation, since they have nothing to say about anything that matters outside of their microcosm of existence), they tell me that they like music, "all kinds" of music, of course. This is all torture to me. Why the hell should I waste my time with someone so damn boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) "I like guys with a sense of humor.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie. I consider myself to have a sense of humor. Anyone that comes to this site and leaves without being offended has to have a sense of humor (or a really low attention span). Most of the girls that say this usually mean to say "I'm a giddy little girl that laughs at everything regardless of how everything I laugh at is painfully not funny." The elusive "guys with a sense of humor" they talk about are jerks that treat them like shit so often, that they have no choice but to think that it's funny so they can live with themselves for dating them. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;UPDATE - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) All I want is a nice guy that will make me feel special, that will listen to me and love me forever..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She left off the part about "and a guy that will have plenty of raunchy sex with me because that's all most girls are really looking for, but we're too shallow to admit that to you because we want to keep this 'virgin-girl' image we have going on and we don't want to sound too slutty, so we're going to pretend that all the nice guys we've met so far haven't fit the bill when in reality, they've treated us infinitely better than any guy we could ever hope to meet at a club downtown." I've said this before and I'll say it again:&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS DON'T WANT NICE GUYS. END OF STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are SOME out there that do.. the ratio of honest girls that want nice guys to sleazy girls that are in it for money and sex is very small, if not non-existant. However, I won't consider this possibility at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every guy that goes to a club goes there for one reason: ass. More often than not, they get it. Way to go champ, you got laid, now wipe off the disease and try your luck again. That's all they want and girls aren't so stupid as to not realize this, but they want to make it sound like they're perpetual victims that can't find the elusive "nice guy." Why don't you actually TRY LOOKING for one, you moron? That's like a guy trying to find a "nice girl" by cruising the streets downtown. You tread the grounds of prostitutes, so don't complain that all you have to show for it is a yield of whores. I'm so sick and tired of girls giving the false impression that they want a nice guy; this is only true for women in their 30's that have already spent a decade getting their brains screwed out and now they're finally pulling their heads out of their ass and they're looking for a decent guy to settle down with. It's not going to happen moron, you blew your chance. I see girls fall for bad guys every day. I see girls abused, cheated on and insulted in public ALL THE TIME. What the hell is wrong with them? They think that there's something wild and untamable about bad guys that's attractive? WAKE UP. WAKE UP. You're getting abused, hurt, murdered and taken advantage of. Holy shit, how can people be so stupid? Is there no end to the barrel of stupid they drink from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue hating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-7924641206987732723?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/7924641206987732723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=7924641206987732723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7924641206987732723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7924641206987732723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/09/george-maddox-says.html' title='&quot;George Maddox says...&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-564505203280804973</id><published>2007-09-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:34:58.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BiA."</title><content type='html'>Done and dealt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are officially back in action after four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added a few new things to the blog. Hope it goes noticed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-564505203280804973?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/564505203280804973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=564505203280804973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/564505203280804973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/564505203280804973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/09/bia.html' title='&quot;BiA.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-1455210123450224532</id><published>2007-09-27T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:53:53.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"My N."</title><content type='html'>My N got problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/eve-cryasdad.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/eve-cryasdad.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_9624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My N came off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;Oh and i just had to post this -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/eve-cryasdad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/eve-cryasdad.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally laughed-out-loud when i read it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry logged in, just another boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-1455210123450224532?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/1455210123450224532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=1455210123450224532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1455210123450224532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1455210123450224532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-n.html' title='&quot;My N.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-810136730108913995</id><published>2007-09-27T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:53:36.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Macam..."</title><content type='html'>Joe kata, &lt;a href="http://mejoebiggie.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-felt-like-talking.html"&gt;Just felt like talking&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat petang semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari-hari ini holiday manyak bosan la. Tak tahu buat apa. Nak start assignment pun susah cause i'm lazy and its the holidays therefore i'm entitled to be lazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau buat tutorial work jugak susah. And boring. Bosan sampai mati man. Cuba chat sama orang on msn pun tiada respond. Nobody layan me. I is sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar saya bercerita story saya hari ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya bangun tengah hari sebab saya tidur lewat semalam. Kalau ini jadi sampai minggu depan saya pasti hailat. Tengah hari saya pergi rumah JaySen. Datang jemput Jaydeep, Azlan, Malcolm dan Nelson. Semua kawan baik saya walaupun semua budak horny child. Please, ku bukan horny child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru datang saya dipanggil beli maggi mi. Ambui i thought to myself. Being the kind and thoughtful me, saya pun ikut arahan macam dungu. Apabila beli ku balik jemput mereka lalu main WolfTeam. Saya bunuh banyak orang lalu Jaydeep kata sama saya geek kerana saya pandai main komputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lain tu, kita tengok MTV crib pada laptop Jaydeep dan ku jugak cari secret porn stash-nya di C:/My Documents/Blue. Amboi. Horny child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me, ku budak bagus tiada porn :D  Again, saya bukan horny child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah petang saya pulang ke rumah lalu ke gym. Semasa di gym saya teringat kakak saya yang sudah MiA sejak pagi. Saya sms kak kesayangan ku cakap sama dia kalau dia balik rumah makan malam sama adik kesayangan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun dia reply dia keluar dan takkan pulang makan malam :( Saya kena ditch and have to make dinner all by myself. Bleh. Saya malas masak la tapi no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lepas makan malam saya slack sehingga sekarang la. So bosan hingga buat entry lame macam ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are still reading here lu se-bosan macam saya. Okay i don't know whether there is such word as sebosan in the BM vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelsie dah panggil saya main tang lung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and have a nice day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit: Deleted links - blogs that are dead. I will delete if i don't see any updates for awhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-810136730108913995?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/810136730108913995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=810136730108913995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/810136730108913995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/810136730108913995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/09/macam.html' title='&quot;Macam...&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-5292109685023677866</id><published>2007-09-27T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:53:12.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Random Seven."</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago - a random night a 7 after the Planetshaker's event at the Melbourne convention centre. After church go clubbing - Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queue at 7 that day was a freaking long wait. Well, holidays are here and everyone wants to party i guess. Tagged along with ex-Taylorians cum Monash-ians and met a lot of familiar faces there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1028/1427632341_63db25d803.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't-know-or-either-forgot-his-name, Aaron, Praevin, Me and Alison.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1400/1427632207_7515c677eb.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alison.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1330/1428511328_7c61118687.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praevin-closed-his-eyes, Joey and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/1427631381_7353ea60c8.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evie's got a rose. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1417/1428511204_62ad8d3062.jpg?v=0" alt="null" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kisses to the birthday boy (whom i have no idea who's that) - Ian on left and Eve on right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;a href="http://vincent-yii.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vincent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to drive me and Joey home and we were freaking out and wondering whether we should trust Vincent to drive. Yea, but what's wrong with Vincent's driving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing - just that he has the audacity to get drunk each time he goes clubbing. Um..yea. He got drunk on the Cruise ball last week btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss driving! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-5292109685023677866?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/5292109685023677866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=5292109685023677866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5292109685023677866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5292109685023677866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-seven.html' title='&quot;Random Seven.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-1286363049891710479</id><published>2007-05-26T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:19:38.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"20th."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks goes out to the Melbourne buddies who made this possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-1286363049891710479?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/1286363049891710479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=1286363049891710479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1286363049891710479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/1286363049891710479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/05/20th.html' title='&quot;20th.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-7830839400072664371</id><published>2007-04-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T20:58:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Initiate."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/457627527_6c2e3af0d9.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official. I've moved to wordpress. However, this doesn't mean i'll stop updating this blog =) I did too much here to let go y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me at my new web log at &lt;a href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com"&gt;http://tsencai.wordpress.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-7830839400072664371?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/7830839400072664371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=7830839400072664371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7830839400072664371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7830839400072664371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/04/initiate.html' title='&quot;Initiate.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-7389329585892894742</id><published>2007-04-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:11:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wordpress."</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just toying around w/ something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://tsencai.wordpress.com"&gt;tsencai.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-7389329585892894742?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/7389329585892894742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=7389329585892894742&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7389329585892894742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7389329585892894742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/04/wordpress.html' title='&quot;Wordpress.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-363956790102897460</id><published>2007-04-03T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:20:46.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"I'm not a Columbian."</title><content type='html'>Just now, today, i walked out of my place and there was this lady standing in front of my place. I came out, and then she asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you stay here?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, i do&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, are you Columbian?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pauses for awhile&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeats her question* "Are you Columbian?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, i'm not Columbian.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, thanks&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sure, no problem&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in what way do i resemble a Columbian? =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-363956790102897460?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/363956790102897460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=363956790102897460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/363956790102897460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/363956790102897460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-columbian.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not a Columbian.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8807962354376091553</id><published>2007-03-30T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T07:09:23.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Remember You."</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for my laundry to be done, and i'm stuck w/ my damn BPA assignment. Ma group mates have left me to construct the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Data_flow_diagram"&gt;DFDs&lt;/a&gt; for the work :( Well i don't blame them. Yesterday i was late for the group meeting after dinner...2 hours late to be exact :( sorry la guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking through my old photos and (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is gonna be cheesy&lt;/span&gt;) i started to think about my friends and family back home :) Yes, thats right. I'm missing every one of you guys back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random questions assigned to some random people whom i haven't seen in a while. To those random people, you know you are =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How've you been bro? Is it cold there? Is your toilet that CLEAN? Haha :) Cheers man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you still in prison? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr.Pornking, i see you online often but you don't seem to reply my messages. I hope you are still alive :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for everything, Mr.M. Your words, encouragement, and experience really opened my eyes. I never thought you would be that kind of person, to be frank. See you in July :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, i do remember the time i pushed you into the pool :)  Take care mate, will definitely see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How've you been? How's the little green thing in your room? :) It's been some time since we last spoke. Hope to hear from you soon :) Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How are you? Settled down yet? Have you met someone new? Tell her i said hi =) *quotes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be a SLUT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember back during the high school era, where i would pop a random question on msn and ask you to tell me a story? Haha! i can't believe i even would ask something like that :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry i didn't meet up with you last Sunday. I really am looking forward to see you soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same to you, Boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man of God, sorry to hear that you won't be able to make it here at Melbourne Uni. But at least i still can get to see you in July :) Thank you for all your talks during the midst of the night. God bless you =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the time we pranked you in college when you surfed "unauthorized" website? Man, those days :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fucking coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cr_ronaldo, update la! All the best in VU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember how we used to eat at the orange shop and you always ordered kamhiong kai fan. That was my favourite as well :) Too bad you can't have one before you leave. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know i don't show it but i'm so grateful to be here. I know you have been paying through your teeth and working till your fingers bleed and i promise you i will not fail you :) Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the BlueServer nights... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember how you used to come over to my place just to play the Playstation? It was the hottest thing around that time wasn't it and i was one of the few people to have it first :) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the times where 5 of us would pack into a Kelisa? Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You still owe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the time where i slept over at your place and you took care of me cause i had food poisoning? Haha that sounded gay. But yea, thanks for everything man, since college days :) Wish you all the best and hope to see you sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My eye candy deleted the friendster account :\  Btw, haven't seen you in ages. Are you still alive? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember...BURGER BRUTAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember the time back in Form 4, where you guys would embarass/bang/tease me all the time... morons :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you remember the times we stayed up till night in college studying for our finals? Ahhh..the productivity :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Take care, and God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8807962354376091553?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8807962354376091553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8807962354376091553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8807962354376091553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8807962354376091553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-remember-you.html' title='&quot;I Remember You.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-7543291567203263456</id><published>2007-03-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:14:37.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Butler Butsecks."</title><content type='html'>Gerrard says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGyUtPHI/AAAAAAAAABE/2mXNqckluFY/s1600-h/THISISSPARTAcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGyUtPHI/AAAAAAAAABE/2mXNqckluFY/s400/THISISSPARTAcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619949614578802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkydiUtPKI/AAAAAAAAABc/H2u_f3s3z3M/s1600-h/father.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkydiUtPKI/AAAAAAAAABc/H2u_f3s3z3M/s400/father.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046620340456602786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGiUtPGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_rRH9IcT0HU/s1600-h/quizdineqz0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGiUtPGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_rRH9IcT0HU/s400/quizdineqz0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619945319611490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGiUtPFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/T2RCB-iN0DQ/s1600-h/03744a7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGiUtPFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/T2RCB-iN0DQ/s400/03744a7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619945319611474" 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://bp1.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxiSUtPDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KxYUaQJ9_o8/s1600-h/40_Year_Old_Spartan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxiSUtPDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KxYUaQJ9_o8/s400/40_Year_Old_Spartan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619322549353522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGyUtPII/AAAAAAAAABM/LhGSSQS6QJ4/s1600-h/this-is-tartaaaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGyUtPII/AAAAAAAAABM/LhGSSQS6QJ4/s400/this-is-tartaaaar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619949614578818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgkz5iUtPLI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Gcb16ky73g/s1600-h/dinealone.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgkz5iUtPLI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Gcb16ky73g/s400/dinealone.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046621921004567730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgk0hiUtPNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-HIHMnvpT1A/s1600-h/eatalone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgk0hiUtPNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-HIHMnvpT1A/s400/eatalone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046622608199335122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgkz5iUtPMI/AAAAAAAAABs/gX484aUiVbQ/s1600-h/c280cb1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/Rgkz5iUtPMI/AAAAAAAAABs/gX484aUiVbQ/s400/c280cb1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046621921004567746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxiiUtPEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wpx-Arb54I4/s1600-h/300_fight_in_dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxiiUtPEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wpx-Arb54I4/s400/300_fight_in_dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046619326844320834" 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://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxCiUtPBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8nouIuWJ7i8/s1600-h/1172201919180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxCiUtPBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8nouIuWJ7i8/s400/1172201919180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046618777088506898" 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://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxCiUtPCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EjQdHl4JZIs/s1600-h/7007d367.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkxCiUtPCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EjQdHl4JZIs/s400/7007d367.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046618777088506914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkwqCUtPAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-T7_eJNcwag/s1600-h/Surprise_anal_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkwqCUtPAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-T7_eJNcwag/s400/Surprise_anal_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046618356181711874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't laughed this badly since God-knows-when.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-7543291567203263456?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/7543291567203263456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=7543291567203263456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7543291567203263456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/7543291567203263456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/butler-butsecks.html' title='&quot;Butler Butsecks.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3w8VnTMrK_w/RgkyGyUtPHI/AAAAAAAAABE/2mXNqckluFY/s72-c/THISISSPARTAcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3417102538613862146</id><published>2007-03-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:52:39.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"This is PASTA?."</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No update, cause =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tutorial work.&lt;br /&gt;2) Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;3) Tutorial work.&lt;br /&gt;4) Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;5) Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently that is why they call this place Melbourne University. It's no VU man =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been up to lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday = &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/3450983"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaydeep's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; birthday. Had dinner at Universal Pizza @ Lygon St w/ some friends and ex-VU mates (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris, Amanda, Azlan, Elina and etc.)&lt;/span&gt;. It was good to see them familiar faces again. After dinner, the party headed over to my place for more fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Drank.&lt;br /&gt;2) Played drinking games.&lt;br /&gt;3) Drank some more.&lt;br /&gt;4) Played this stupid celebrity-name-guessing-game.&lt;br /&gt;5) Drank some more.&lt;br /&gt;6) Someone gave in to the drinking part but wasn't me =\ nasty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.friendster.com/3450983"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/38/90/3450983/142876984l.jpg" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435091572/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/435091572_4ff79ce630.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left to right: Chris, JaySen, Jaydeep birthday boy, Elina (partially hidden), and Azlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the highlight of the birthday, please click &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/3450983"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and view the picture w/ the caption "Power Rangers!". =]  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left to right: Chris, Jaydeep and Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So you get the rough idea what we were playing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update - just so you know its not a batang party. There were females as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went to Uni. in the late noon for the Beauripaire Centre. I mean the gym =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435066279/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/435066279_aa9a87d414.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting lazier and lazier to go all the way to uni. just for the gym =\  For your info., i walk to uni. everyday! To get a rough picture on how far the distance is from my place to uni., its nearly equally as far as from my house in M'sia to my DJ high school. And yea, whoever posted on my chatterbox advising me on the distance wasn't kidding me. Each ordeal last for at least 15 minutes and this is torturing esp. with the scorching sun :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner w/ &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=4948754"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JaySen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/15793224"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Bond at China town. Then walked along Londsdale St. for the Greek festival. The street was closed down for the festival so all traffic was diverted to different streets, and so happen one of them is LaTrobe street - which explains the traffic congestion directly in front of my place =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435091578/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/435091578_5e3db2072d.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greek festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435091562/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/186/435091562_3d3e957ea0.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greek festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435067638/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/435067638_558166d01e.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Easy money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by some an asian dude and lady, all you need to play this game (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo above&lt;/span&gt;) is a 20 cent and hopefully coin-tossing skills and probably luck as well. Each square on the board represents a certain amount of money. The middle one is obviously the big prize. Wherever your coin lands, you get the amount of money back equivalent to whatever amount stated on the square. That was probably the most crowded booth among the rest in the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, did some tute work, and tossed and turned in bed till 5am? =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Monday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435066267/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/435066267_e5ccebfbbf.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday late morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routinely headed for my morning tutorial and had a 2 hour gap in between before my lecture. Went to sleep at the uni's south lawn to get some shut eye. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435066269/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/435066269_91f5ac2902.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday late morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thats what most of the angmoh-langs do during their freetime. They head to the lawn and just chill, sleep, play, make out (?), etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way walking home -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435066283/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/435066283_f4389de323.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Us Aussie lags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; The latest fad. The latest craze. I'm sure everyone is familiar about the movie &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/300_%28film%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;300 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;already. And everyone thinks its . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/435192146/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/435192146_12a4d37b79.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3417102538613862146?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3417102538613862146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3417102538613862146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3417102538613862146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3417102538613862146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/greetings-there-wasnt-really-update-for.html' title='&quot;This is PASTA?.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3622824604164893406</id><published>2007-03-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:54:36.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Juckoons. Is that how you spell it?"</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today headed to KokoBlack at Lygon street w/ Jaydeep, Jaysen and Kit for some hot chocolate. haha, random right? Was suppose to discuss some assignment stuff. And so our orders arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/426768288/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/426768288_e799395519.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left drink is Jaysen's, middle one's Jaydeep and the one on the right is Kit's. The bottom one is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were so fascinated with the design and presentation of our drinks that we started taking photos of them like some bunch of juckoons. Or is it jakuns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody asians! Ain't seen no hot chocolate before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/426768305/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/426768305_b19f3fb4ac.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaysen's drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/426768302/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/426768302_5abee7daf1.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the drinks tastes as good as how they look (in real). 2am local time, time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- take care, and God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3622824604164893406?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3622824604164893406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3622824604164893406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3622824604164893406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3622824604164893406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/juckoons-is-that-how-you-spell-it.html' title='&quot;Juckoons. Is that how you spell it?&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8713664831864098919</id><published>2007-03-14T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:31:35.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Photo Moto."</title><content type='html'>Photos for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking back from Uni. when i saw this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687814/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/420687814_3e03b0f807.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot the not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687830/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/420687830_1bec828feb.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot the not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687824/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/420687824_7f972066f7.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687870/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/420687870_997fe8654e.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687831/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/148/420687831_3bcade7da8.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/420687873/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/420687873_2e7b61b23e.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bentley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8713664831864098919?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8713664831864098919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8713664831864098919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8713664831864098919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8713664831864098919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/photo-moto.html' title='&quot;Photo Moto.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8000794923123681006</id><published>2007-03-12T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:03:06.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You. Is it so hard? After all we've been through. All i ask is just for a little time. A little attention. Is it so hard? A simple "hi" - Still too hard? I don't expect phone calls - text messages - i understand. How about a nudge? Still too hard? Who am I? After all we've been through. Am i the only one trying to preserve our friendship-relationship? Do you even care? Word from you would be nice. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="style1"&gt;"Now, to everyone who told me that LDRs will never work out: Fuck you all!! "&lt;br /&gt;- Xia Xue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8000794923123681006?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8000794923123681006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8000794923123681006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8000794923123681006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8000794923123681006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/you.html' title='&quot;You.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3077359153497659653</id><published>2007-03-05T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:37:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Google Earth!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week at college beckons! And i'm friggin' bored here. Did some of my tutorial work which are due tomorrow, so now i'm just relaxing. I'm so bored - i decided to download Google Earth and try it out for the first time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290930/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/411290930_8a125605c5.jpg?v=1173098181" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaysia and Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i'm abit outdated. So sue me if my old desktop doesn't support the Google Earth software :S  Google Earth only runs on Windows 2000/XP and above, while my desktop is only Windows ME :(  My laptop runs on XP btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290932/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/411290932_ec0917499e.jpg?v=1173098112" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411982068/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/411982068_bedf90da31.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing i looked for my current location here in Australia. For those still lagging, i'm currently residing in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411982071/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/411982071_44ea9bb26a.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Melbourne is all the way at the bottom right of the massive island. Going in closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290929/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/411290929_731871fb43.jpg?v=1173098204" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where i stay - La Trobe House. It is directly in front of Melbourne Central. The corner building on the left of La Trobe House is fast food restaurant Hungry Jacks aka Burger King. Just some food for thought :) I would post some pictures of Melbourne Uni's location but that would be too big for a single picture. Anyway - moving on back to home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290936/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/411290936_f318fc3d84.jpg?v=1173098195" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to korek abit in M'sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411292476/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/411292476_76b5b9a826.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I even dug back to my SAM roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290941/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/411290941_bd083fd181.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taylor's College and Asia Kafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How could i forget the VU era :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411292479/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/411292479_a6750e8220.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway. I'd recognize the car park from anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And finally ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411290938/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/411290938_7cf5ed8457.jpg?v=1173098190" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home sweet home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And definitely not forgetting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/411292467/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/411292467_22d0450012.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Jia's house at the top and mine at the bottom. I didn't know i had to travel that far just to get to her place :\  No wonder petrol so siong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3077359153497659653?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3077359153497659653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3077359153497659653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3077359153497659653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3077359153497659653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/google-earth.html' title='&quot;Google Earth!&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-90655284835397651</id><published>2007-03-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:24:36.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Melbourne V."</title><content type='html'>Greetings again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/406685194/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/406685194_d913fd9433.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i rarely update my blog this often. But anyhow today's the first day i stayed at home for dinner. Haha. My sister came over w/ her hsemate and they cooked dinner while i did the washing after the eating. Frankly i rather eat out than going through the hassle of washing the dishes =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, cooking at my place will result the entire place smelling like food. The ventilation at my place is horrible and the only source of air flow is a tiny window which i mentioned before. Had dinner at 8pm+ and now's 11pm already and the place still smells like dinner :S Cooking indomee already makes the place smell like indomee for the rest of the night so you can roughly figure how it would be cooking a full course meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in the afternoon after class, i went looking for a budget printer along w/ my ex-VU mates come Melbourne Uni. course mates. We bought this HP printer - for only AUD59. And the printer can scan, print and even photocopy :) I think it was a good buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/406685192/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/406685192_5d0fbbaf3f.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to DFO (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something like FOS in M'sia&lt;/span&gt;) to look for some clothes and kill some time as well. Came home after that and had dinner w/ sis and her hsemate which also happens to be my coursemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going to bed soon. Until then, take care everyone. God bless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-90655284835397651?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/90655284835397651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=90655284835397651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/90655284835397651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/90655284835397651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/03/melbourne-v.html' title='&quot;Melbourne V.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-2251933185349071378</id><published>2007-02-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:08:31.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Melbourne IV"</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/405618314/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/405618314_06ed796d73.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Management Information Systems class was the bomb today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 2-hour lecture for MIS is held at the Old Arts centre, and as i arrived there, i saw hordes of students in front of the lecture hall entrance. So i thought to myself, ok la not bad la got alot of people who also choose MIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 11am mark (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats when my lecture starts&lt;/span&gt;) everyone started moving.... to another lecture theatre! =\   okla maybe my fault also shouldn't assume that all those students would be taking MIS. So i entered my lecture hall and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only 9 students ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 9 of us for the subject this semester! Thats like really really sad! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway i think MIS is going to be a fine subject since some of the topics are similiar to last year's VU ISB subject. The main reason I took MIS because its a pre-requisite subject for E-Commerce on my final year. So yea..there i was, 9 people in the lecture theatre including me. Plus lecturer = 10 people in the small theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture lasted for 2 hours, and i went back to my place after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night after dinner, i headed to the Victoria night market for the second time to meet up w/ YuYee, &lt;a href="http://tancube.blogspot.com"&gt;AhFai&lt;/a&gt; and KwanChian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/405618325/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/405618325_3ee84645ac.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YuYee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/405618339/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/405618339_d95af25e17_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/405618329/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/405618329_79abb276ef_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fai. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was good to see some familiar faces back again. Was suppose to get a ride back home but YuYee too paiseh to ask her friend to send me back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, doesn't matter already. I'm back home safely already, in front of my pc :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone. Tomorrow getting up early for college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/17495853-2251933185349071378?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/2251933185349071378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=2251933185349071378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2251933185349071378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/2251933185349071378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/melbourne-iv.html' title='&quot;Melbourne IV&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/405618339_d95af25e17_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-5073933804869717486</id><published>2007-02-26T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:41:56.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Melbourne III."</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the 2nd week for me here in Melbourne. I think i can get used to things here :) Today in the afternoon was abit hot, not as cold as the day before. Headed to uni today for gym and later class at 1pm local time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190189/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/80/403190189_1eab56ece6.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190187/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/90/403190187_c10ab94a7e.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190190/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/403190190_cd0ba69a9b.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First class at Melbourne University is...at the law building. Which is sorta located outside the campus just as to how Taylor's Business School is to Taylor's College SJ but further. Getting around from class to class is a whole lot different than in Sunway or Taylors :S  Running from one end to another is not fun. Imagine during summer =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190196/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/403190196_ffca696cb3.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190195/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/403190195_e63083f75b.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After class, headed to Bourke street to finally get internet access. All this while i've been tapping into my neighbour's wifi and sometimes it goes on and off so its kinda unstable. It wasn't really a secured internet connection. So now i'm finally getting one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the place, i saw something that i don't get to see everday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190994/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/403190994_cfb4868610.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aston_martin_db9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DB9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190996/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/403190996_b4355bc673.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aston_martin_db9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DB9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/403190988/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/403190988_ad86fc9e03.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aston_martin_db9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DB9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First time seeing one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for dinner now. Chow chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-5073933804869717486?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/5073933804869717486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=5073933804869717486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5073933804869717486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5073933804869717486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/melbourne-iii.html' title='&quot;Melbourne III.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-6352933183091795349</id><published>2007-02-23T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:25:12.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Melbourne II."</title><content type='html'>Its a Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm here blogging :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate left me to stay in his girlfriend's place and now i'm alone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone visit me in Melbourne :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-6352933183091795349?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/6352933183091795349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=6352933183091795349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6352933183091795349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/6352933183091795349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/melbourne-ii.html' title='&quot;Melbourne II.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-8159391185603988374</id><published>2007-02-21T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:46:17.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>"Melbourne I."</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally arrived here in Melbourne 2 days ago. This' what happened for the past days ever since i left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397536430/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/397536430_618eda82f2.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arrived at KLIA at approximately 7.50am.&lt;br /&gt;- Met up w/ Kwee, Jia, and Syamir.&lt;br /&gt;- Farewell.&lt;br /&gt;- Departed at approximately 10.10am.&lt;br /&gt;- During flight, watched The Guardian, The Host, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;- Arrived in Aussie at approximately 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;- Headed for my apartment; La Trobe House.&lt;br /&gt;- Met up w/ housemates JaySen and temporary housemate Guju.&lt;br /&gt;- Had dinner w/ family.&lt;br /&gt;- Returned to my place, unpack.&lt;br /&gt;- Went out w/ JaySen and Guju for bubble tea :S&lt;br /&gt;- Came back, DotA-ed, then slept at approx. 4am Aussie time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397536435/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/397536435_b9b4b5ada6.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is a journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397536438/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/397536438_5dd015c05c.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kwee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397536441/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/397536441_540167a65e.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397537108/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/397537108_27c8d6c6f2.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kwee and Jia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397537109/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/143/397537109_6063bfc8d7.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syamir, Jia, Me and Kwee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397537111/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/397537111_7f3ea67eb3.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397537112/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/397537112_298a8962be.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397538289/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/397538289_07c4691229.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ride away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397538291/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/397538291_07cf3abe49.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397538292/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/397538292_0769fd5e32.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beagel check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398654726/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/398654726_5b1f99eda4.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397539461/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/397539461_e80b866847.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397538296/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/397538296_abf24a5e89.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lounge area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397539471/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/397539471_ca56688078.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397539462/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/397539462_d4185df4b5.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397540538/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/397540538_0a1bd26658.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397538293/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/397538293_f28ff0ee8c.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night was definitely a night to remember. I plugged in my laptop power plug into the power supply and next thing i know the plug blew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397540536/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/397540536_329f76941f.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397540532/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/397540532_32e637edab.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lucky my laptop's power plug was still functioning. I don't think this power supply works anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visited University of Melbourne in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;- Place was like a friggin' theme park with orientation week going on.&lt;br /&gt;- Place is huge.&lt;br /&gt;- Went shopping for household stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Ghost Rider after dinner w/ Jaysen, Nicola, Guju, Ernest and JaySen's high school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/397539473/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/397539473_df6384012d.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Housemate JaySen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398657037/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/398657037_696ca17781.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398657041/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/398657041_fb661429d9.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398657044/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/398657044_6096968d72.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother's dinner. Emu's sausages and croc fillet :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Headed for University of Melbourne again.&lt;br /&gt;- Enquire about subjects enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;- Went back to shop for more household stuff.&lt;br /&gt;- Got my Aussie number and a new Nokia 6288.&lt;br /&gt;- My Aussie number is +6140430589399.&lt;br /&gt;- Had dinner at Victoria Market.&lt;br /&gt;- Returned to crib.&lt;br /&gt;- Went out for bubble tea w/ Jaysen and Guju.&lt;br /&gt;- Chilled at the State Library (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398674279/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/186/398674279_d8c017aa6f.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Night tram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398674278/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/398674278_01ae7022a8.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;350z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398654712/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/398654712_c45446fdf4.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;State Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398654716/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/398654716_81b12cda60.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/398654721/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/398654721_b26c76f5c9.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Headed for University of Melbourne...again.&lt;br /&gt;- Finally enrolled my subjects and now awaiting approval.&lt;br /&gt;- Went down to Smith Street w/ family.&lt;br /&gt;- Napped when return.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Lygon Street for Italian dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- Returned to crib.&lt;br /&gt;- Am now blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-8159391185603988374?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/8159391185603988374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=8159391185603988374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8159391185603988374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/8159391185603988374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/melbourne.html' title='&quot;Melbourne I.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-532544740001678549</id><published>2007-02-19T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:42:33.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Goodbye."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/394150256/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/394150256_82e82911b6.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye, Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving in 6 hours time. I feel so heartsunk now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its finally arrived. Time to leave. So soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God bless everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tsencai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-532544740001678549?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/532544740001678549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=532544740001678549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/532544740001678549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/532544740001678549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye.html' title='&quot;Goodbye.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-5330171761114234200</id><published>2007-02-18T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:58:25.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Time Heals."</title><content type='html'>So, what does it feel to know that i'm leaving home grounds till the next 4-5 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't know. I get all sorts of mixed feelings now. For now, i just want do what i can within my power here at home before i leave. A new chapter. A whole new life. In just less than 30 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss everything back here. Heck i'm starting to miss everything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- take care, and God bless everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-5330171761114234200?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/5330171761114234200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=5330171761114234200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5330171761114234200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5330171761114234200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-heals.html' title='&quot;Time Heals.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3282829150360206359</id><published>2007-02-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:52:07.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jay"</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today(thursday) i manage to catch two movies; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost_Rider_%28film%29"&gt;Ghost Rider&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norbit"&gt;Norbit&lt;/a&gt;. GhostRider w/ Aaron, Kwee and Patrick, and Norbit with Jia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how's Valentine's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really get to spend it exactly as how i thought i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/391219485/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/391219485_977aa94dbc.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Valentines, JiaWei :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- lots of love, Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3282829150360206359?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3282829150360206359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3282829150360206359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3282829150360206359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3282829150360206359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/jay.html' title='&quot;Jay&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3846640179498366103</id><published>2007-02-12T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:45:48.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Maestro."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone :)&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/17495853-3846640179498366103?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3846640179498366103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3846640179498366103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3846640179498366103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3846640179498366103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/maestro.html' title='&quot;The Maestro.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-773202584056740608</id><published>2007-02-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:56:27.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh yes, there will be Blood."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Greetings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://striders-age.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; managed to finally pass me paintball photos. He was reluctant to send me the photos via MSN or email cause streamyx has always been a bitch. He came over to my hse and passed them to me via thumbdrive. Lol. At least there’s still some sense of efficiency.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last Wednesday was quite an enjoyable night. Headed to Klang w/ host GheeJune and ChorYeow whom brought us to this restaurant called &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; at supper time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/377562685/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/377562685_af4f98c7dd.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This restaurant is proudly known for its famous steamed lala and hokkien mee and some special butter-mantis prawn w/ nestum. I wonder if I got those right =\ Its kinda very popular place to eat in Klang but somehow also Klang resident KokPin seems to be oblivious about it =\&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Speaking of KokPin, I (we) were rather surprised to see him showing up that night. He even brought along his warden! Wow. So rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Halfway eating in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Joe’s metro buddies came just to see him. Awww. Along came Tim, Sean and one-more-guy-whose-name-i-forgot-or-don’t-know =\ They just showed up for awhile and then left in Sean’s Unser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After supper, we headed to Ghee’s place and played this stupid card game. Doesn’t require any brain work. We chilled in his place for awhile till somewhere around 2-3am and then headed for a drink at one of the mamak nearby. Oh, and just next door to the mamak is a 24-hour cybercafé. What else did we do after that =] Whatever we did, we did it till 5.30am. Lol. Oh well, it’s been a long time since I did something dumb as that =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All of us crashed at ChorYeow’s place after that except Ghee who went home since he stays nearby. Only went to bed at 6am+. That’s why I don’t really favor sleepovers. I never get enough sleep =\&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since all the sofas were taken I was forced to sleep on the floor =( at least it was carpeted, though. Woke up at 1pm+ on the same day. Went for bah kut as our first meal of the day. Good stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And that pretty sums up everything on that day =] I went home dead tired that day and Patrick had to drive home w/o any contacts/specs =] haha. Damn dangerous tho since he needs contacts/specs to actually SEE!! HAHA. Well, I saw him come online on msn later after he left so that means he didn’t die or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, this is so long overdued -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, 19th January 2007 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paintball – oh yes, there will be blood =]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The long awaited and overpriced paintball session. Oh yes, the bloodshed as &lt;a href="http://mejoebiggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quoted =]. In the morning I had to send Bee to her friend’s house in Sri Petaling before meeting up w/ the rest. Why la all her friends had to stay so far away from each other =\ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Met up w/ Kwee and Patrick at Subang. Met them at the road after SJMC along Sheraton Hotel and towards Holiday Villa to be exact =) We’re suppose to wait for John so that we all could go bersama-sama. Was rather a long wait.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;All photos are taken using &lt;a href="http://striders-age.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrick's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376464128/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/376464128_4c0f762806.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My ride, and Patrick behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376471970/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/137/376471970_9230fccb68.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is Patrick. Read about him at striders-age.blogspot.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376464141/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/376464141_22e6d7cb8b.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He seems to be rather amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376464139/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/376464139_86eeb141b2.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol. Classic Kwee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376464138/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/376464138_a088fd7bb1.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was describing how Patrick's mom used the handbrake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was really a long wait! We fooled around in Patrick's car while waiting. Sigh. Some people are never punctual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376471974/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/376471974_0481eb0fe2.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patrick and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; those masks? Those were dated back 2 years ago during SAM year! Patrick bought those when it was during the haze season and he bought a few of them and kept them in his car ever since then till now. And we wore them :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376471981/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/376471981_89ab789327_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376471979/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/376471979_92c3ce63c6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally John arrived with some of his other Monash buddies. We had lunch at the mamak nearby before the bloodshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482526/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/376482526_ab63aa9917.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Met up with more people at the paintball place. ChorYeow was there along w/ his chiq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376471986/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/376471986_338b5b254d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482527/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/376482527_49a32b7b02_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Authentic Klang. As &lt;a href="http://mejoebiggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; describes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482527/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/376482527_49a32b7b02_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482530/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/376482530_61706f1e8e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482534/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/186/376482534_20847d7fd1.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482532/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/376482532_529423a14d.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes, there will be blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376482532/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/376496036_401090a831.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patrick. Posing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376496033/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/186/376496033_89a59cd3ca.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kwee and Patrick. Kwee no likes photo w/ Patrick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376496037/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/376496037_418d13e1df.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patrick's idea of first person shooter view ala CS style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the gears were settled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376496043/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/154/376496043_db9e098574_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376496042/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/376496042_5a54ecc4dd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Team 1 and 2 respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376496040/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/376496040_364ce3cda1.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John, Me and Kwee. After paintball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376527029/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/122/376527029_3295c525b0.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kwee, and ChorYeow behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376527032/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/183/376527032_d490df4df5.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me. With Aaron in the back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/376527031/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/376527031_f3cc3c1733.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paintball is not cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wraps up for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_holiday"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; w/ Bee today. Long time no watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, YES. one very important update. Miraculously my internet connection has improved tremendously and mysteriously so now i'm able to play &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dota"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DotA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; online on Blueserver3. W00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jay double-you's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-773202584056740608?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/773202584056740608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=773202584056740608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/773202584056740608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/773202584056740608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yes-there-will-be-blood.html' title='&quot;Oh yes, there will be Blood.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/159/376471981_89ab789327_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-5923053355651218136</id><published>2007-01-31T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:33:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Update!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s alive!  :)&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorry for the delayed updates. I still have not gotten paintball photos from &lt;a href="http://striders-age.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. ‘was suppose to bring them to me via a thumbdrive when we met up for a dota session @ blitz tho I’ve reminded him countless times. Haih. I knew he would’ve forgotten it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This entry will just make due w/o the photos &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A recap – &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; January 2006, Friday&lt;/span&gt; – the usual stuff for the normal Friday outing. Though initially it wasn’t suppose to be. Plans changed making it just like any ordinary Friday night. I returned home unusually early :S mom was surprised to see me home so early. Ha. Was disappointed. And still disappointed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; January 2006, Sunday&lt;/span&gt; – I attended the predeparture briefing of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; uni. As what my sis said when she attended it last year, its just all basic stuff. All the do’s and do-not’s kind of stuff. Uni. orientation begins on the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of February – but I’m only leaving &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; on the 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guess I’m gonna miss some of the fun. Also, I hope that I’m not too late for registration &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:) haha. I’m late for everything. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18 more days till I leave. That’s less than 3 weeks time &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I still have so much to do. So little time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jay double-you's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-5923053355651218136?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/5923053355651218136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=5923053355651218136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5923053355651218136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/5923053355651218136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/update.html' title='&quot;Update!&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-3755441279003156158</id><published>2007-01-26T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:43:07.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Alone."</title><content type='html'>i shouldn't be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 3 more weeks left before i fly off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be counting down my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-3755441279003156158?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/3755441279003156158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=3755441279003156158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3755441279003156158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/3755441279003156158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/alone.html' title='&quot;Alone.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-401910533736959497</id><published>2007-01-21T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:11:57.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rant'/><title type='text'>"Morning Glory."</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to be talking about this new handy dandy thing -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/358382907/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/358382907_f35970bf24.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i 'want' Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's Apple's latest shitz and they came up with a new handphone. Wow wee. Now everyone will want one just like the iPod. bah. &lt;a href="http://mejoebiggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Biggie&lt;/a&gt; deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played paintball last Friday w/ Kwee, Patrick, ChorYeow, John and his Monash lackeys. Oh, ChorYeow brought a friend too. Will go into more detail next time when i get pictures from Patrick. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didn't bring my camera cause someone took it from me :( &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, joke of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the male author was responding to a woman who accidentally walked into the men's restroom):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't feel bad. It wasn't you entering the men's washroom that caused that guy to pee on the guy next to him. Hell, we do that all the time. It's rare for us guys to ever hit what were aiming for. Sometimes I go into the washroom, start to pee, and then just start spinning around; just so I'll make sure I hit something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, something you ladies should understand by now is that men's penises have a mind of their own. A guy can go into a bathroom stall because all the urinals are being used, take perfect aim at the toilet, and his penis will still manage to piss all over the roll of toilet paper, down his left pant leg, and onto his shoe. I'm telling 'ya those little buggers can't be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being married 28 years my wife has me trained. I'm no longer allowed to pee like a man - standing up. I am required to sit down and pee. She has convinced me that this is a small price to pay. Otherwise if she had gone to the toilet one more time at night and either sat on a pee soaked toilet seat, or fell right into the toilet because I forgot to put the seat down, she was going to kill me in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now another thing us guys don't usually like to talk about, but because you and I have become such good friends and you think I'm a classy guy, I might as well be candid with you because it's a real problem, and you ladies need to be understanding. It's the dreaded "morning wood".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most mornings us guys wake up with two things. A tremendous desire to pee, and a penis so hard you could cut diamonds with it. Well, no matter how hard you try, you can't get that thing to bend, and if it don't bend you can't aim, well hell, if you can't aim you have no choice but to piss all over the wallpaper and that damn fuzzy toilet seat cover you women insist on putting on the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, when you use those damn fuzzy toilet seat covers, the friggin' toilet seat won't stay up by itself. So that means we have to use one hand to hold up the toilet seat and the other hand to try to control ourselves for that perfect aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sometimes, when you're newly married, (and I know the guys in here will back me up on this) you think you can get the toilet seat with that damn fuzzy thing to stay up. You jam it back and compress that fuzzy thing until the seat stays there. OK, so you start to pee, but then that compressed fuzzy starts to decompress and without warning that damn toilet seat comes flying down and tries to whack off your weenie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So us guys will not lift a toilet seat with a fuzzy, it's just not safe. I tried to delicately explain this morning situation to my wife. I told her . . . look, it won't bend. She said, "sit down like I told you to do all the rest of the time." OK. I tried sitting down on the toilet with "morning wood".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's is very hard to get it bent under the toilet seat, and before I could manage it, I had pissed all over the bath towels hanging on the wall across the room. Now, even if you are sitting down and you can get it forced down under the toilet seat, when you start to pee the pee shoots out from the crack between the bottom of the toilet seat and the top of the bowl. You piss all over the back of your knees and it runs down the back of our legs on to that damn matching fuzzy horseshoe rug you keep putting on the floor in front of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the only effective maneuver to deal with this morning urinary dilemma is to assume the flying superman position laying over the toilet seat. This takes a great deal of practice, perfect balance, and split time precision but it's the only sure way to get all the pee in the bowl during the first morning pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you ladies have to understand that us men are not totally to blame. We are sensitive to your concerns about hygiene and bathroom cleanliness, but there are times when things just get beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not our fault, it's just Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if it was Father Nature,... there wouldn't have been a problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joke ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Remember the little trivia from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="ttp://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-this.html"&gt;Dexter's Laboratory on my last post&lt;/a&gt;? Nvm. Don't click on the link. I'll just repost the "joke" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A physics professor and his assistant are working on liberating negatively charged hydroxyl ions, when all of a sudden, the assistant says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait, Professor! What if the salicylic acids do not accept the hydroxyl ions?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the professor responds, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's no hydroxyl ion! That's my wife!&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have been patient enough and have tuned in just for the answer, i present to you, my loyal readers, the interpretation of this ..."joke".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, to liberate means to free. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liberate&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free&lt;/span&gt;. The point of this whole joke is to conclude that the hydroxyl ion is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; wife. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hydroxyl ion &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hydroxyls, which contain at least one hydroxide (-OH), are alcohols. Does it mean that the wife is drunk? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait, Professor! What if the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; salicylic acids&lt;/span&gt; do not accept the hydroxyl ions?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salicyclic acid&lt;/span&gt; is a plant hormone used as a medicine for acne. More importantly, it is carboxylic acid. An ester linkage is formed between a carboxyl and a hydroxyl, and in this case, salicylic acid and hydroxyl ions create aspirin, the pain reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A physics professor and his assistant are working on liberating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;negatively charged hydroxyl ions&lt;/span&gt;, when all of a sudden, the assistant says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The hydroxyl ion is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;negatively&lt;/span&gt; charged, so the wife must've had some alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait, Professor! What if the salicylic acids do not accept the hydroxyl ions?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the professor responds, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's no hydroxyl ion! That's my wife!&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since salicylic acids = pain reliever and hydroxyl ions = wife = alcohol, it seems that the professor was only trying to give some aspirin to his wife, who has a hangover. The end :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get the watafak smirk on my face. I'll try to get paintball pictures next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-401910533736959497?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/401910533736959497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=401910533736959497&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/401910533736959497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/401910533736959497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/morning-w.html' title='&quot;Morning Glory.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-4435147295061968879</id><published>2007-01-17T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:21:02.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>"The Losing Edge."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its 4.05am, and I can’t sleep. I went to bed at around 3.30am, and I was tossing and turning in bed till then. I had a lot going through my mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life can be unfair. Just like how a student can study so damn fucking hard just to obtain a creditable C while the other one just lazes and plays around and in the end wins w/ a HD by means like cheating or just being plain fucking intelligent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is supreme efficiency for the one who works less and wins in the long run. The one who works till his/her finger bleeds still lose in the end. No efficiency here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So am I on the losing edge? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Excuse this entry cause I think I’m really writing nonsense right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-4435147295061968879?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/4435147295061968879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=4435147295061968879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/4435147295061968879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/4435147295061968879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/losing-edge.html' title='&quot;The Losing Edge.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116876540153689981</id><published>2007-01-14T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:43:13.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rant'/><title type='text'>"Get This."</title><content type='html'>Sunday! Bah. Sundays are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure for most of us, Sundays normally means "family day". This means normally no hanging out w/ friends and means staying at home and spend time w/ family. I'm not saying spending time w/ family is boring, its just that at least for me, if its a "family day", this means i'll be pretty much sit in front of my pc the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how are Sundays for you? Haha. Damn random post. Super sien here. Actually i normally don't simply post stuff. Just that i enjoy typing on my new laptop or "lappie" as how &lt;a href="http://j-ishh.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; calls it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found myself a roommate. Namanya JaySen, my ex-VU coursemate. Thats Jay and Sen but everyone pronounce it as it was "Jason". Haha. Another random thing. But he's only staying w/ me for one semester. After that he''ll be moving out with his friend whom i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about me after that? I don't know? :/ i'll sort something out. As for now, internet sucks, and its raining cats and dogs at my place. And something came across my mind a few days ago, and now only i wanna syok sendiri post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try and get this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you people have watched an episode of "Dexter's Laboratory" on Cartoon Network, or channel 62 on Astro. And i'm very sure most of you comes across a very weird, might be complex and contrived joke which goes like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A physics professor and his assistant are working on liberating negatively charged hydroxyl ions, when all of a sudden, the assistant says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait, Professor! What if the salicylic acids do not accept the hydroxyl ions?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the professor responds, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's no hydroxyl ion! That's my wife!&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you will have the watafak smirk on your face after listening to/reading this but wait till you find out about the interpretation behind this joke. Its kinda scary or maybe just a mere coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the moment, tune in to tsencai.blogspot.com for the answer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take care, and God bless everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116876540153689981?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116876540153689981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116876540153689981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116876540153689981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116876540153689981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-this.html' title='&quot;Get This.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116853387317291131</id><published>2007-01-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T02:19:52.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Enter Aspire."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Say hello to my latest companion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/353906886/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/353906886_74ef26032c.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/353906892/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/353906892_aee52fa753.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check contents if seal is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's inside?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/353906896/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/353906896_43e335363a.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acer's Aspire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/354925683/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/354925683_0966be0315.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/354925683/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/353906895/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/354925685_3a90d21128.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/354925678/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/354925678_1d69a6a8d6.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got it yesterday (Thursday), and it works pretty well :)&lt;br /&gt;About time anyway to update my system. My desktop was getting outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/354925691/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/354925691_cf8015398a.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/354925696/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/354925696_86824ad767.jpg?v=0" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Enter Aspire, my latest companion that will accompany me as i embark on my journey to Australia to further my studies. Sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, at least i can now play all the latest games and finally reunited w/ access to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blueserver.org/"&gt;blueserver&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and connection still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr gtg get my medical check up for my visa.  Till then, take care and God bless everybody! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jW's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116853387317291131?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116853387317291131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116853387317291131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116853387317291131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116853387317291131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/enter-aspire.html' title='&quot;Enter Aspire.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116816843617690694</id><published>2007-01-07T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:25:56.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Roomie Needed."</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially announcing that i will be heading to the University of Melbourne to further my studies this February. Frankly, i'm excited but sad/depressed/heartbroken that i'm going to leave alot behind when i leave :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, life goes on and this' my career i'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i just need a roomie :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*UPDATED!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Due to misunderstandings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have booked an apartment at &lt;a href="http://www.latrobe.edu.au/ias/ltuhouse.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Trobe House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is located in Melbourne city. For those who are familiar w/ the city (&lt;em&gt;which i am clearly not&lt;/em&gt;), the apartment is just opposite Melbourne Central, whatever that is. Grocery shops and markets are conveniently nearby the apartment as in you just walk down from your rooms and voila the convenience stores are just next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unit is on the 3rd floor of the building. It is a 2 bedroom unit so therefore i just need a roommate to share the cost. It is fully furnished with sofas, dining table, kitchen utilities, mattresses, but not too sure about air conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rental is a flat rate of &lt;strong&gt;AUD780-800 a month PER PERSON&lt;/strong&gt;. This includes electricity and water bills. For internet access, i'm not too sure about it. Must cari maklumat dari apartment administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested? You can reach me by sending an email to &lt;a href="mailto:tsen_cai@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tsen_cai@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or just leave a message in the comment/chatterbox :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116816843617690694?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116816843617690694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116816843617690694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116816843617690694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116816843617690694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/roomie-needed.html' title='&quot;Roomie Needed.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116759340849112543</id><published>2007-01-01T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:01:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"2007."</title><content type='html'>Today begins 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed New Year, everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update this post soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7/1/2007, 3:47AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year, everyone :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How are the holidays coming for everyone? Good? Too short? Too long? Well, its been 3 months my brain has been idle. So i don't know how i'll be catch up when studies commence. Oh, and FYI, i've made my final decision, and i'm accepting my offer to Melbourne Uni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This means i'm leaving for Aussie on the 19th February :( Thats just a month plus away. It'll come very soon :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, recap on what happened last (week) Sunday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New Year's eve was spent at KL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342855146/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/342855146_d82956c9a9.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day started off w/ me waking up in the noon, cleaned the house, and then next thing i knew i was on my way to Bee's place and i had to pick up Yan, one of Bee's high school friends from Sierramas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, the path to KL wasn't very congested. It was slow moving though, but not as bad as i expected it to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342834596/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/342834596_30ea0f2b0c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342855156/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/342855156_d0b39e7dfc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We parked in Regent Hotel where parking was still...alot. We headed to Starhill to meet up more of Bee's high school friends. It was suppose to be a non-batang party but i was plan-less for New Year's eve so Bee was nice enough to allow me to tag along :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339906037/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/143/339906037_94317c57a8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/339906033_8ba7b7ce04.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forgot where we took this picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After jalan-ing around for awhile, Kwee met up with us making it 4 non-batangs and 2 batangs. Yay. Awkward-ness reduced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339906046/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/339906046_52fb9e3017.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kwee joined us for dinner at a restaurant which name i've forgotten but i believe it was Crystal Jade or something close to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339906041/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339926590/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/339926590_27e73bcc6a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339926595/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dinner we jalan-ed around as well the ladies were cam-whoring as usual. I have their cam-whoring pictures but didn't bother uploading them. Haha :P Maybe check out Bee's blog on her next update :) See, i'm promoting your blog :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/344183065/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/344183065_4b8d2ba873.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;We walked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/347519655/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/347519655_d1d8efe92c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camwhored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342891831/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/342891831_70bd2edfe4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/339926606/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/339926606_a38899762a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posed more. Photo by Bee btw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342834604/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/342834604_de19f92505.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Took photos of others. Look at Kwee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342870252/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/342870252_0c831a2127.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Took more photos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;KL wasn't really as crowded we thought it would be. Most probably the crowd is all focused at the Curve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342870254/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/342870254_f6bf5f0c47.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this tube thingy in the middle of nowhere and it caught myeye. I think Bee thinks i'm easily amused :S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway soon we headed to the Regent Hotel to meet up w/ one of Bee's friend, Kim, who's staying in a residential suite w/ her family for the night to celebrate New Year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/347556825/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/347556825_c37e9b38e8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The suite was darn posh and cozy i wanna stay in a residenial suite too :( I was abit sesat since i don't know most of the people there. Kim's father seems friendly though. And also generous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot who said this : &lt;em&gt;"I want to play mahjongg. Got bring mahjongg set ah?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's Dad : "&lt;em&gt;Oh we didn't bring any mahjongg set. But if you want i can go buy one.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/347846690/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/347846690_b1dc69a573.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ladies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/347846691/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/347846691_3f573563a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ladies. And Yan bullied by MunFoong. Notice the Pictionary game stuffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the 12am mark we drank (&lt;em&gt;i didn't cause jW won't let me&lt;/em&gt;) and played &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pictionary"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictionary &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the 12am mark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/161/343913106_b4565fd4a7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fireworks! Photo by yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks! Beautiful ones too. We saw the fireworks from the suite's balcony which was rather awesome. We were at the 15th floor so yea, it was amazing overlooking the fireworks from where we stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/342891859/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/342891859_1ef35e9c3c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;KL 2007. Photo by Yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/158/342891851_eee6ba2db7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterworks. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yan takes nice photos, no? :) Anyway after the fireworks, we chilled for awhile more in the place, and then headed back home. It was more packed this time on the way home. Congested, but not really that crazy-jammed like last year. Actually, there wasn't any countdown in KL as in the "10, 9, 8 ...3, 2, 1, Happy..!" kind thing. O' well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/342812908_6c87679140.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone needs a poser picture after a post :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i have been trying to update this post since the day after New Year's Eve but stupid connection makes everything homo. Gonna watch &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saw_2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAW II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;on dvd now. Heard it was good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Happy New Year, and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116759340849112543?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116759340849112543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116759340849112543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116759340849112543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116759340849112543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='&quot;2007.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116748276796035886</id><published>2006-12-30T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:03:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Malaysian Drivers."</title><content type='html'>A very good reason to not drive a Proton/Perodua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/archives/2005/10/02/gory-car-crash/"&gt;Paultan.org: Gory Car Crash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a weak heart and can't stand blood, don't click on the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's everyone doing on new year's eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm plan-less :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3/1/2007 - Removed photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.paultan.org"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paultan.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;According to the sender, the car collided into a factory bus. The bus was slowing down while this car driving too fast and unable to stop. This happened in North – South Highway. They were all University students going back to university after their friend wedding on Sunday. Driver survives with minor injuries, his 2 other friends died instantly because of major head trauma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="more-478"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camera indicates the accident happened on 19th September 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia5.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia6.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia7.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/thumb-ogrishdotcom2death1injuredcar_crash_malaysia8.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to all Malaysian drivers who drive like they own a Ferrari/Lamborghini/Porsche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please la. Us young drivers aren't experienced drivers. We don't own a Ferrari/Lamborghini/Porsche and don't think we ever will till maybe our mid 50's. So please, let's all keep to the left/middle lane, shall we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116748276796035886?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116748276796035886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116748276796035886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116748276796035886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116748276796035886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/malaysian-drivers.html' title='&quot;Malaysian Drivers.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116731490004482352</id><published>2006-12-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:48:10.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn fucking sakit hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop friendster surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116731490004482352?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116731490004482352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116731490004482352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116731490004482352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116731490004482352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/damn-fucking-sakit-hati.html' title=''/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116720292707925449</id><published>2006-12-27T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:47:55.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>"Fuckin' Distasteful."</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what your issues really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re doing this for all the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your efforts to convince me disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had a freedom of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a deal from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my bid and now you’ll do yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its not what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s always about what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve already made my decision and that’s final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' distasteful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116720292707925449?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116720292707925449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116720292707925449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116720292707925449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116720292707925449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuckin-distasteful.html' title='&quot;Fuckin&apos; Distasteful.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116713307432668045</id><published>2006-12-26T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:48:05.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>"Losing Out."</title><content type='html'>Is it so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not even suppose to be a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke for the day -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future Dissapointment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Perkins, the biology instructor at a posh suburban girl's junior college, said during class, "Miss Smythe, would you please name the organ of the human body, which under the appropriate conditions, expands to six times its normal size, and define the conditions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Smythe gasped, then said freezingly, "Mr. Perkins, I don't think that is a proper question to ask me. I assure you my parents will hear of this." With that she sat down red-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unperturbed, Mr. Perkins called on Miss Johnson and asked the same question. Miss Johnson, with composure, replied, "The pupil of the eye, in dim light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Correct," said Mr. Perkins. "And now, Miss Smythe, I have three things to say to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One, you have not studied your lesson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two, you have a dirty mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And three, you will some day be faced with a dreadful disappointment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care, and God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116713307432668045?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116713307432668045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116713307432668045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116713307432668045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116713307432668045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/losing-out.html' title='&quot;Losing Out.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116705012866234052</id><published>2006-12-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:35:28.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ole Faithful."</title><content type='html'>Another read from &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com"&gt;KennySia.com's&lt;/a&gt; archive if you have nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/03/long_distance_l.php"&gt;KennySia.com: Long Distance Love Triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116705012866234052?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116705012866234052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116705012866234052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116705012866234052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116705012866234052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/ole-faithful.html' title='&quot;Ole Faithful.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116696764404858750</id><published>2006-12-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T21:45:29.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Major Setback."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a major setback. I'm sure most of my friends/family already know whats my inability but as everyone knows, i have alot of inabilities and i'm specifically talking about only one of them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad. I'm a chinese. And i can't speak chinese. I can't speak Cantonese. I can't speak Hokkien. I can't speak Mandarin. etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not funny. I don't know. Blame me for not continuing my mandarin classes - yes, i used to go for mandarin classes back at standard 1 till standard 3 and then somehow i discontinued learning mandarin. Now i can't remember a thing what i learn back then. Doesn't make much difference though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/331714518/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/331714518_e01e8fe441_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dated back to 1994. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;his is my end results during my year at standard 1. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since then, i haven't made an effort to learn mandarin/cantonese. You can blame me for that too. So..now here i am, a 19 year old chinese who can't even speak a proper cantonese sentence (&lt;em&gt;lets use cantonese because most of us speaks canto&lt;/em&gt;). However i do understand certain terms and words which are those simple basic ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know this is one heck of a major setback for me, but that doesn't mean its &lt;strong&gt;a reason to make fun out of me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people talk about me, right in my face in cantonese. I don't understand a single shit and it makes me look damn stupid. Its even worse when its done within a group, thus my stupidity is multiplied. Good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people talk to me in cantonese, asking me question/stupid questions that makes me look even more stupid. Its even worse when its done within a group, thus my stupidity is multiplied. Good job again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; fun to make fun out of people. Everyone enjoys taking a little bit out of someone. But sometimes i just can't take it especially on this language barrier i have. This is &lt;strong&gt;making fun out of inability&lt;/strong&gt; which is just about the same as making fun out of someone who is disabled, and that is &lt;strong&gt;not funny&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care, and God bless everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116696764404858750?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116696764404858750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116696764404858750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116696764404858750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116696764404858750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-major-setback.html' title='&quot;My Major Setback.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/331714518_e01e8fe441_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116689845818957297</id><published>2006-12-24T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:27:38.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy 19th."</title><content type='html'>24th December,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/331063260/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/331063260_ce5efe05a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday, sayang :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116689845818957297?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116689845818957297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116689845818957297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116689845818957297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116689845818957297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-19th.html' title='&quot;Happy 19th.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116609101854875568</id><published>2006-12-14T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:18:18.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bad Ending."</title><content type='html'>super sien. will post something up here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE - 16th December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote quite alot of stuff and then suddenly IE starts jerking off and everything hangs and now i have to start all over :( This doesn't mean i've given up hope on IE and converting to Mozilla. No no no. I've faith in IE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent last nite at my &lt;a href="http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/unoccupied.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parent's condo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;with a bunch of friends (&lt;em&gt;for my safety's sake aights. Just in case *some ppl* do read my blog on a daily basis.You guys know who you are :]&lt;/em&gt; ) Watched &lt;strong&gt;Eragon &lt;/strong&gt;in 1u&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;before crashing into the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night was..quite chaotic in a way :) We decided to play masak masak in the middle of the night (&lt;em&gt;or technically morning&lt;/em&gt;) with just a steamboat cooker (&lt;em&gt;there was no gas stove so we had to improvise&lt;/em&gt;). What did we cook exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to successfully cook some burger pattys, sausages and even maggi. We attempted to cook fries, but plan failed. So they frozen leftover fries are still in the fridge in the condo, awaiting future tenants for consumption :) This time use a gas stove and a proper frying pan :) The food turned out great as expected and we managed to finish everything we cooked :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992867/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/140/323992867_ad789c7298.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our hot dogs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992869/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/143/323992869_6691d265cf.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A burger patty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992871/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/129/323992871_f9e5693498.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many burger pattys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992876/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/140/323992876_b2dbb75d1d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Results!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992881/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/142/323992881_5170d5bb86.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maggi tomyam + curry in a steamboat cooker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you saw it right. We didn't bring any proper utensils so we had to improvise :) We bought some plastic spoons from 7-eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides eating we spent the night playing cards and drinking. On my part, i only did a little drinking :) I can't play &lt;em&gt;chor tai di&lt;/em&gt; very well and either way everyone was putting their money in so if i participated i would've been broke at the end of the night :( I can't play &lt;em&gt;chor tai di &lt;/em&gt;for nuts. I don't know how to manage my cards and i can get very blur :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had malibu, some sparkling juice and beer cans for the night. I didn't touch the beers. Nor the sparkling juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/323992866/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/140/323992866_f4f8c6b633.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malibu, sparkling juice, and ketchup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/324002976/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/127/324002976_dacaad4864.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later. This is why we didn't have any sparkling juice :(.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us crashed at 4am+. Woke up at 12pm the next day, which is today :) Headed out for branch/brunch (&lt;em&gt;however you spell it&lt;/em&gt;) at DU uptown. Oh, and guess what happened while we're out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An agent came to visit the place while we were out. He rang the door bell several times before he came in to inspect the place himself&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Apparently someone wanted to rent the place out and therefore an agent was sent to inspect/check the place out. My dad told me the agent told him that there was alot of stuff in the house :S No biggie. The agent left the place when he was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice timing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and careless me ter-scrapped the left passenger door of my faithful CRV. Don't ask how. My mom is using my next month's allowance to pay for the repairs of the damage. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, joke of the day. Let's hope this makes your visit here worthwhile as well as put a smile on your face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DON'T USE IT CORRECTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng was travelling in a crowded bus. As he took out his wallet to pay the fare, his passport-size photograph accidentally fell from his pocket. He started searching for it frantically &amp; found it on the floor, below the ends of a woman's long sari. He asked her "&lt;em&gt;Can you lift up your sari? I wanna take photograph&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was beaten up so badly that he had to be admitted to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was surprised to see his Singaporean friend, Ah Seng, on the bed next to him, in a worse condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Seng explained what happened to him. He had gone to a remote village to work. He finished late and missed the last bus. He couldn't find any hotel. So he approached a nearby house and asked the owner whether he can stay there for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner replied "&lt;em&gt;I have 2 grown up daughters. Sorry, I can't allow you to stay&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approached the next house and asked whether he can stay there for the night. The owner replied, "&lt;em&gt;I have 3 grown up daughters. Sorry, I can't allow you to stay&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the next house and asked: "&lt;em&gt;Do you have grown up daughters?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Owner asked, "&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Seng replied, "&lt;em&gt;I wanted to stay here for a night....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knew, he was in the hospital bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116609101854875568?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116609101854875568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116609101854875568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116609101854875568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116609101854875568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-ending.html' title='&quot;Bad Ending.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116565863330320519</id><published>2006-12-09T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:33:17.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cause good guys finish last."</title><content type='html'>I think i posted this before here. A good read if you have nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/03/long_distance_l.php"&gt;KennySia.com: Long Distance Love Triangle.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116565863330320519?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116565863330320519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116565863330320519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116565863330320519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116565863330320519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/cause-good-guys-finish-last.html' title='&quot;Cause good guys finish last.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116533829358864641</id><published>2006-12-06T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:04:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Stranded."</title><content type='html'>Bad day today. Feeling sick and why does my nose have to be always have to be stuffed with exaggerately amounts of mucus :( It gets stuffed so much my nose starts to feel heavy. I wanna say sorry to few people out there cause i've been ffk-ing them recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather bad timing. Aaron called and invited me to a kafe session @ DJ. I obliged. An hour later my nose became super extra sensitive thus the stuff nose, and then headaches + sore throats :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in no condition for a round of DotA in a kafe. Sorry Aaron :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since i posted a joke of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a beautiful deserted island in the middle of nowhere where the following group of people is stranded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman&lt;br /&gt;2 French men and 1 French woman&lt;br /&gt;2 German men and 1 German woman&lt;br /&gt;2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman&lt;br /&gt;2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman&lt;br /&gt;2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman&lt;br /&gt;2 American men and 1 American woman&lt;br /&gt;2 Indian men and 1 Indian woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month later on this absolutely stunning deserted island in the middle of nowhere, the following has occurred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a "menage a trois".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of when they alternate with the German woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bulgarian men took a long look at the endless ocean and one look at the Bulgarian woman and they started swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Irish began by dividing up their island, Northside and Southside, and by setting up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after the first few liters of coconut whiskey, but at least the English are not getting any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide while the American woman keeps on talking about her body being her own, the true nature of feminism, how she can do everything that they can do, about the necessity of fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her much nicer and how her relationship with her mother is improving. But at least the taxes are low and it is not raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 Indian men are still waiting for someone to introduce them to the Indian woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116533829358864641?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116533829358864641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116533829358864641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116533829358864641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116533829358864641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/stranded_06.html' title='&quot;Stranded.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116507931566284276</id><published>2006-12-03T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:42:41.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I want to smoke a billion cigarettes, get cancer, and die."</title><content type='html'>I'd do anything. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fucked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116507931566284276?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116507931566284276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116507931566284276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116507931566284276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116507931566284276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-smoke-billion-cigarettes-get.html' title='&quot;I want to smoke a billion cigarettes, get cancer, and die.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116504469416568756</id><published>2006-12-02T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:15:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Unoccupied."</title><content type='html'>This is a rather random thing and might not be of interest to any of you. But anyways -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents invested on a small apartment in Kelana Mahkota @ Kelana Jaya to rent it out to whoever is interested. Currently, no one occupies the place and my younger brother decides to put it to good use. So, he's having a small party w/ his kawan-kawan at the place this coming Monday. I was there to check the place out with him. My mom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757145/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/122/311757145_4c224e0bac.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is our front door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757146/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/99/311757146_00a7cffeed.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my mom who ter-open the door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757150/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/311757150_5bd89ba921.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is furnished better than i expected. The house only lacked certain stuffs. Like a television set in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762205/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/311762205_558709f0aa.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757151/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inihlah dining hall with the kitchen behind. And my mom's handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757153/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/104/311757153_181b36153d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kitchen. The stove is beyond that door in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311757154/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/112/311757154_926d809fda.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is lacking a gas tank. So no use for the moment. Total stuff lacking - 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311758831/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/119/311758831_c0f3d2f93b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stairs and toilet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311758832/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/311758832_9ee9776d4a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dining hall is just by the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The whole apartment seems better than expected. I was really expecting a lousy-furnished place, which maybe lacked bedrooms and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada tiga bilik upstairs. Semua bedrooms. Semua also not bad-furnished. At least with all the necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311758835/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/101/311758835_8e64865bf1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311758837/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/107/311758837_c08ea8a6aa.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760354/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/120/311760354_9ddb2c60a0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760354/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760355/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/114/311760355_6a6ff3e809.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760357/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/111/311760357_a9da74ab54.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760356/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/105/311760356_ac7233cda1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fikir this' the masterbedroom. Cause its the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762201/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/107/311762201_e50b738d71.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, as all houses/apartments/condos etc  aren't complete without a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760358/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/101/311760358_e5542e4d02.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tandas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311760359/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/110/311760359_4dea19359d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Showerhead. And me. Attempting to capture a good photo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Going back downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762204/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/311762204_78ff7a123a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah living hall. Ada dua couch and a coffee table (&lt;em&gt;i think thats what you call it&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762210/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/311762210_b4dea41840.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762206/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/311762206_4bde57daef.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since no one stays here i guess the fridge should be empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311762212/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/117/311762212_d30a085e39.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not :) My mom saw this and she made it firm that my brother and his friends aren't touching those. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311763052/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/102/311763052_c15eedb3a3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/311763053/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/109/311763053_6a624bb724.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are 19 storeys high.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well thats about the tour of my parents apartment here. Not bad eh. So anyone who's having any ideas for a X'mas party or just about any party and is looking for a place, you know who to contact :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116504469416568756?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116504469416568756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116504469416568756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116504469416568756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116504469416568756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/unoccupied.html' title='&quot;Unoccupied.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116490890307327402</id><published>2006-12-01T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:09:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Decisions. Decisions."</title><content type='html'>Feeling darn lazy to blog nowadays. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are to be out this Monday. Wish me luck. And also for my decision on my next move to whichever uni. No way i'm staying in VU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on my results, i have only two choices to head to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monash. Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the case for Melbourne. If my results allow, i'll be off to Aussie on February. Which is something i don't really want :(  It's just all too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alternative, Monash, allows me to stay in M'sia. But this also depends on the course i'm going to major in. Some might only allow me to stay till July, and then Monash M'sia kicks me off to Monash Aussie. And some allows the usual 2+1 course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. only a few more days left to keep my mind free off these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, get a account at&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Facebook.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it might be the next "in" thing. View my account &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/p/Liew_Tsen_Cai_Joshua/512111556"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.00am now. Gonna get some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt; take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6483/1687/400/207426/275497xDGC_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;May the force be with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116490890307327402?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116490890307327402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116490890307327402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116490890307327402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116490890307327402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/12/decisions-decisions.html' title='&quot;Decisions. Decisions.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116482592938081092</id><published>2006-11-30T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:47:33.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Keep Talking."</title><content type='html'>Keep talking, someday &lt;a href="http://distorted-nat-c.blogspot.com/2006/11/arrrgghhh-pain-arh.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;say something intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116482592938081092?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116482592938081092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116482592938081092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116482592938081092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116482592938081092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/keep-talking.html' title='&quot;Keep Talking.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116420757560859187</id><published>2006-11-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:08:28.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"H.E.L.P me, H.E.L.P you :) "</title><content type='html'>Kwee dropped over at my place to get his assignment done simply because he needs internet access :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521138"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/105/303521138_6a10f165ab.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521138/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwee busy at his assignment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521136"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/117/303521136_607849e970.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521136/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee busy with Kwee's assignment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521134"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/119/303521134_4ec38c7f03.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/303521134/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee, busy with Kwee's assignment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Kwee was rather hardworking that day because he wanted to hand in his assignment on the day itself. Bee was the more chillax one as she made her choice to only hand in her work on the following day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Sigh, today's Wednesday and i'm writing about Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care, God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116420757560859187?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116420757560859187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116420757560859187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116420757560859187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116420757560859187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/help-me-help-you.html' title='&quot;H.E.L.P me, H.E.L.P you :) &quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116391606559804093</id><published>2006-11-19T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T14:24:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything."</title><content type='html'>Everything seems drifting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to need a bigger step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i'm just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116391606559804093?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116391606559804093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116391606559804093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116391606559804093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116391606559804093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/everything.html' title='&quot;Everything.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116391756009685569</id><published>2006-11-19T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T14:26:00.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Abide to these."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People are illogical, unreasonable and self-centered. Love them anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Do good anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The biggest persons with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest persons with the smallest minds. Think big anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People really need help, but may attack you if you do help them. Help them anyway."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- The Paradoxical Commandments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116391756009685569?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116391756009685569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116391756009685569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116391756009685569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116391756009685569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/abide-to-these.html' title='&quot;Abide to these.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116387666091970218</id><published>2006-11-19T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:57:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sometimes..."</title><content type='html'>Sometimes... when you have nothing to do - you go watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... when you have nothing really good to watch, you simply pick a random movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... that's a plain stupid thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recall on last Friday (17/11/2006)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially for our case; Aaron, Kirsty, their two other DU buds and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five of us wanted to catch the 2.30pm show for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_note#Movies"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There weren't anymore tickets for that time, so we tried the 3.00pm one - no tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5.00pm one? - no tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we tried our luck for the latest Bond flick - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casino_Royale_(2006_film)"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, all showtimes in the noon were sold out or if not, the seats suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How now brown cows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch &lt;em&gt;raindogs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know. Some chinese flick, i know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We inquired the guy behind the counter, and yea, he told us it was a cantonese show. We assumed it was some HK movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, we bought the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of us, for the 3.15pm show. There were only THREE seats taken in the cinema when we bought it. Now, there's eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come i've never heard of this movie before? If it was a Hk flick i would've heard of it before. Anyway, the first scene into the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see a one ringgit malaysian note being passed from hand to hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local show! Hmm..i really thought it might be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But half an hour through the show, i nearly &lt;strong&gt;lost my patience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is so annoyingly slow paced and dull. I nearly fell asleep. Camera-work is sluggish, the narrative meanders at a lethargic and sometimes irritating pace, and we have to tolerate a whole lot of irrelevant and pointless sequences, shot ostensibly to beef up the footage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like for example, as Aaron quoted, the scene showing some scenery for like what - 10-30 seconds? Totally pointless and boring. The one hour and 45 minutes ordeal felt like a 2 and a half hour one. The whole show was super draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather watch &lt;a href="http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/un-malaysian-like-sebatian.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;senseless horror movies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/300209577/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/228201623_ba0e07cde4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/228201623/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee. Hee. Hee. I come for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we stayed out through the entire show. Oh, wait, we didn't really exactly expected the show to end at that time. Why? Because it wasn't a real ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand what i'm trying to say? You would, if you'd watch it. Which, isn't a very good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending works off this way - a scene showing a tree in a village for hmm..about 30 seconds and then the scene takes off to the credits. Uhh...what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know what i was watching. That was one of the many totally irrelevant scenes in the movie. Others include kite-flying, scenes of fireworks and a snake scare in a farm. Intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ringgit malaysian wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/300209577/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/110/300209577_7d0a0e9fdb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/300209577/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't buy the same tickets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;After the film ended, we were trying to make out the point of watching the show. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kirstylimjz.blogspot.com"&gt;Kirsty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was somehow fascinated with the movie's theme -&lt;em&gt; Odetta - Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Somtimesss...people make stupid decisions in their life. zZzZz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;At night, i watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Accepted"&gt;Accepted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;a href="http://j-ishh.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and her friends. At least it was something to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/3/3a/Accepted_film_poster_2006_releases.jpg/225px-Accepted_film_poster_2006_releases.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good S.H.I.T overall. Recommended if you really have nothing to do at the moment. Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care, and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116387666091970218?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116387666091970218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116387666091970218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116387666091970218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116387666091970218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes.html' title='&quot;Sometimes...&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116359384508508345</id><published>2006-11-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:56:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Last Too-sday."</title><content type='html'>Let's have a recap on what happened on last Tuesday (&lt;em&gt;or Toos-day as how jW pronounce it&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pick jW and Kwee up from HELP and went on our way to MidValley. Poor Kwee was late for his 11 o' clock class so he had to take the 4pm one. So that was how we killed some time for Kwee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in Oh Sushi. Decided to order something light since I had a late breakfast . Ended up ordering a serving of &lt;em&gt;ebit tempura. &lt;/em&gt;A freaking bad move it was. The weird thing is, they removed the &lt;em&gt;ebi tempura &lt;/em&gt;dish from their menu so therefore the price wasn't stated. I always thought japaneses restaurants served that, so i asked the waiter for it. Turned out it was a freakning expensive dish when the bill came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who wanted to order something affordable and light, but turned out i was the one who ordered something light but pricey :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jW and Kwee ordered their full-meal servings and paid much less than i did :( bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee soon got bored and had an impulse to play masak-masak with a chunk of wasabi, and some soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298023060/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/109/298023060_7441441652.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298023060/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wasabi + soy sauce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298023063/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/298023063_9d6115524c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298023063/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee's masak-masak aftermath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Bee met up w/ MeiYuen after we left Oh Sushi to go &lt;em&gt;kai kai&lt;/em&gt;. So it was just Kwee and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;So what did the both of us do or better, what CAN both of us do? :P HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Randomly, we headed to MPH to read some books (!). Haha. Suddenly we brought out the intellectual-ness in us :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah, there wasn't any much intellectual-ness in our reading session. We just checked out car mags to more car mags. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in MPH till somewhere near around 3pm. We got tired of books. What else did we do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to bowl some balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022303/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/298022303_bab816ecec.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowl time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Half an hour more to kill, so Kwee suggested two rounds of bowling. The last time i went bowling was last year after SAM's mid-term exam, so its been awhile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022310/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/298022310_5d43ffb882.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosmic Bowl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022306/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/117/298022306_6bbce2ed89.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022306/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm leading!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first game, i had the lead and won! But i got trashed on the second game :( Guess Kwee hasn't warmed up yet during the first game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022309/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/121/298022309_d0dcf8c7d3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022309/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's Kwee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second game score -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022312/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/298022312_2407f777b4.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/298022312/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got trashed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;I completely lost for on the second round! So i got trashed :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Anyway after our bowling game, i turned driver for Kwee and send him back to his college. Bee continued to stay in MidValley w/ MeiYuen and was meeting up with more friends later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;For me, i was a good boy for that day, so i stayed at home for the rest of the day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;Well, that's that. Don't have anything else much to write about. Holiday's been a real bore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116359384508508345?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116359384508508345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116359384508508345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116359384508508345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116359384508508345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-too-sday.html' title='&quot;Last Too-sday.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116352364432716048</id><published>2006-11-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:06:17.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Them Childhood Things."</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows our favourite childhood play thing - LEGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of us knows about our favourite late 90's RTS game - Starcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put them together and ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6483/1687/1600/Terran%20Goliath%20Lego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6483/1687/400/Terran%20Goliath%20Lego.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Click to enlarge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get a very cool toy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sien ah, holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn nothing to do :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116352364432716048?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116352364432716048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116352364432716048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116352364432716048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116352364432716048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/them-childhood-things.html' title='&quot;Them Childhood Things.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116325547188530813</id><published>2006-11-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:07:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sup Ikan-Yu."</title><content type='html'>Time really does fly, huh. First thing i know i'm hitting my books bracing myself for the finals, next thing i know now i'm left with nothing to do but rot rot rot :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been only a day (&lt;em&gt;2 days since today is a Sunday&lt;/em&gt;) since the end of semester 2 and i'm already running out of things to do :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, a recap on last Friday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the noon, headed to 1U to catch &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Step_Up_(film)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step-Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;along w/ some old college mates and their coursemates. After that, headed to MidValley to meet up w/ Bee's friends. Headed off for Hartamas at night for some drinks and that was how night ended with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/294427858/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/294427858_941f46c96d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breakers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/294427854/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/102/294427854_f72fb61a76.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jW's and tsencai's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for a short summary? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some interesting stuff you might wanna check out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the car enthusiasts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/archives/2006/11/07/bmw-7-series-drift-crash/"&gt;Paultan.org: BMW 7-Series Drift Crash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy people. Next time they're going drifting with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rolls-Royce_Phantom_(2003)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rolls Royce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kennysia.com&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;lately? Seems that he has finally picked the 3 finalists for the LG White Chocolate Giveaway Contest. Contestants are suppose to post up real-life crazy stories of desperate people doing crazy things to win a boy/girl's heart. All 3 stories from the 3 finalists have been posted up. I personally liked this one :) ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adapted from kennysia.com -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm your typical pathetic loser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It happened when I was in Form 2. There was this girl that I really liked P. At that point, being young and naive, I thought that love was easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess she was toying with the fact that i liked her, her friends as well as mine knew about this one way relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz I was sort of like her boyfriend. That's it. She wasn't my girlfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, being young and naive, I thought that I had her in the bag. Thoughts or marriage and nonsense. Anyway, she forced me to do things for her. Now thinking back, I was pretty dumb to oblige to everything.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to eat Ipoh hor fun during reccess one day. When i say Ipoh, I mean Ipoh. I sneaked out of school, took a taxi to Puduraya, got a bus, went to Ipoh, bought the hor fun, came back to KL. By then, it was night already. Called her, she said she didn't want it anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a Saturday night, she called me. Said she wants me to go to her house to make a cup of milo for her. So I walked to her house (her house was in the other neighbourhood), ringed the doorbell, guess what? Her dad came out holding a police-like baton threatening to kill me. He didn't believe me when I told him her daughter asked me to come over. He said his daughter would never befriend a guy like me and she was already asleep. Got into a lot of trouble with my parents when I got home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Monday, I enquired her about it. She slapped me across the face. During assembly, I was left hurt and ashamed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From that day 'till today, we have not spoken. I thought obliging to her wishes would make her accept me. Guess not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, do you agree that I'm a pathetic loser?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you are nodding frantically now."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story ends here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor guy :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told Bee about it, asked her to have a read at it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/294590087/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/120/294590087_07ad2b3cce.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click for a larger image.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116325547188530813?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116325547188530813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116325547188530813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116325547188530813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116325547188530813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/sup-ikan-yu.html' title='&quot;Sup Ikan-Yu.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116318011717745514</id><published>2006-11-11T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:35:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Our Turn."</title><content type='html'>Can you taste it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aura of freedom and nothingness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (yesterday) was the last day of my finals. I self-declare myself officially achieving freedom until the next semester. Which raises another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will be the next time i'll be studying? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions. Decisions. Decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsencai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116318011717745514?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116318011717745514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116318011717745514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116318011717745514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116318011717745514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-turn.html' title='&quot;Our Turn.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116265854775895939</id><published>2006-11-05T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:42:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why, Why, Why?"</title><content type='html'>Am i some anger-relieving glutton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116265854775895939?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116265854775895939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116265854775895939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116265854775895939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116265854775895939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-why-why.html' title='&quot;Why, Why, Why?&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116257276875880314</id><published>2006-11-04T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:35:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Development Hell"</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RyW7LfKlyrI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_Ow2wTuSHE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video is a in-game of a Starcraft mod for C &amp;amp; C Generals. Instead of the usual US and terrorist and the Chinese, you get to use Starcraft-based factions. Cool huhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second video is what i think it is, the intro movie for Starcraft Ghost. Cool, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its too good to be true :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116257276875880314?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116257276875880314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116257276875880314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116257276875880314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116257276875880314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/development-hell.html' title='&quot;Development Hell&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116248812407556756</id><published>2006-11-03T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:22:04.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Update."</title><content type='html'>An update? Here's an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least an update about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do, well - just screws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116248812407556756?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116248812407556756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116248812407556756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116248812407556756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116248812407556756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='&quot;Update.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116206075904116311</id><published>2006-10-29T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T15:12:32.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"10,000th!"</title><content type='html'>Congrats to me for having 10,000 visits on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everyone who have made this possible. I would to thank my family, my teachers, lecturers, my friends and especially Bee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would not have been made possible without the help of you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah screw that. I have much more important issues to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the wrong things come at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those things that come out of my mouth, were never meant to be that way :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6483/1687/400/josh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- God bless us all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116206075904116311?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116206075904116311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116206075904116311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116206075904116311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116206075904116311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/10000th.html' title='&quot;10,000th!&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116153560695911804</id><published>2006-10-23T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T01:42:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Too Can't Resist."</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this post in response to this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/276302397/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/276302397_1e72114cf9.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't resist, huh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually an entry in response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/276293546/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/111/276293546_85e196b02a.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee's blog entry quite some time ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing when Bee read it, she couldn't help but laugh at &lt;em&gt;distorted-nat's &lt;/em&gt;attempt at flaming Bee in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We &lt;/em&gt;were both dumbfounded because in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/276295353/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/276295353_59a3594142.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it wasn't even directed to you&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why you so &lt;em&gt;itchy-backside&lt;/em&gt; so perasan flame &lt;em&gt;Bee &lt;/em&gt;when there was no intention of ever directing such things to you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, NATALIE. jW is a Goddess to me =) Let's hope your boyfriend feels the same way to you too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity you for having such an over-sized ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee has no concern over you, little girl. &lt;strong&gt;You have certain nothing&lt;/strong&gt;. Clearly, the full area of your ignorance is not yet mapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you even bother finding trouble w/ &lt;em&gt;Bee &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the only thing worse than your ego is your&lt;strong&gt; manners&lt;/strong&gt;. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really. What's up? What gave you the initiative for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee is really going to enjoy putting in a new entry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that you never let an idea interrupt the flow of your posts. It's truly amazing the way you never let an idea interrupt the flow of your typing, but then, making sense isn't your area of expertise, is it? Anyway, who was talking to you or even taking you under consideration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE LIKE DAMN FUCKING PERASAN, GIRL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, no one can stop you from reading blogs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dullard&lt;/strong&gt;, do yourself a favor: disconnect your computer from the Internet. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response order goes like -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://j-ishh.blogspot.com/2006/10/go-awayyy-pansybum.html"&gt;GO AWAYYY, pansybum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; &lt;a href="http://distorted-nat-c.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-resist.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't resist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-too-cant-resist.html"&gt;I Too Can't Resist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116153560695911804?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116153560695911804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116153560695911804&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116153560695911804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116153560695911804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-too-cant-resist.html' title='&quot;I Too Can&apos;t Resist.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116127922543412709</id><published>2006-10-20T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:30:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"fucked in."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something were to happen..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that really &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt; you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its deemed &lt;strong&gt;unevitable&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It hurts so &lt;strong&gt;badly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these feelings of &lt;strong&gt;helplessness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these feelings of &lt;strong&gt;sorrow&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything seems to be crashing down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, &lt;/strong&gt;it does &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; matter at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it hurts so badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just mere &lt;strong&gt;thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try not to wallow about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It hurts so&lt;strong&gt; badly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as much as i try&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than thinking of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Others may not think mutually as me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just the way I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm fucked in&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116127922543412709?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116127922543412709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116127922543412709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116127922543412709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116127922543412709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/fucked-in.html' title='&quot;fucked in.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116116777231517936</id><published>2006-10-18T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:36:12.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"..."</title><content type='html'>Fuckstress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116116777231517936?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116116777231517936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116116777231517936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116116777231517936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116116777231517936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_18.html' title='&quot;...&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116093242880698732</id><published>2006-10-16T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T01:20:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bee!"</title><content type='html'>Due to &lt;em&gt;personal &lt;/em&gt;request:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a very good day for Bee. She was suppose to go for some casting thing for a Hotlink advertisement in the morning. I gave her a morning call to confirm our plan, but she wasn't feeling well :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, she vomitted a few times in the morning when i called :( Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause; food poisoning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culprit; musst be the food she ate on last Friday at SS2's Selera Malam. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kinkydevil.blogspot.com"&gt;Tim &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is so gonna laugh at her. Poor thing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, i had dinner w/ Bee though she didn't felt too well. I suggested to go to Murni @ SS2 but the place was crowded as usual, so Bee suggested we eat at the kopitiam shop next to it. Poor girl had to accompany eat while at her state. In the end, Bee didn't eat anything, so she had to watch me eat while she just sat there looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing :(  So i hurried up my meal before things gets worse. We went back to her place after that. Since Bee wasn't feeling too good i stayed at her place for awhile till somewhere near 9.00pm then i left. Didn't want her to be alone so i thought of giving her company for awhile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee hadn't had anything for the whole day except a slice of bread with milo kosong in the morning. So, she had forced herself to put something in her stomache. Her choics were limited, so she had roti kosong + milo kosong again. Poor Bee was so helpless i had to feed her :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon k :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be praying for your speedy recovery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/268679198/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/268679198_b9f7289a8e.jpg?v=0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, Bee :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116093242880698732?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116093242880698732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116093242880698732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116093242880698732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116093242880698732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/bee.html' title='&quot;Bee!&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116084424975568429</id><published>2006-10-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:36:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ads."</title><content type='html'>Some funny/weird/crazy ads that i've come across -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/268661344/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/114/268661344_14b9bd9a6e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big and Proud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know about bra push-ups, but rear push-ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volkswagen advertisements (&lt;em&gt;found it through &lt;a href="http://dejelly.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cv157ZIInUk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xCIF6JF1O5U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0I0WfnhVs2s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some ads get really competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/269363767/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/114/269363767_ed9142ba75.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BMW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/269363776_4409f5f559.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/269363769/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/269363769_4ecb1b3cc9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/269363776_4409f5f559.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/269363771/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/269363771_63bef3cf22.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subaru.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/269363776_4409f5f559.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/269363775/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/122/269363775_a383b19839.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bentley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Bee's big day. Bee, all the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116084424975568429?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116084424975568429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116084424975568429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116084424975568429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116084424975568429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/ads.html' title='&quot;Ads.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116067427043394714</id><published>2006-10-13T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:31:11.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sigh-ness."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't been - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;studying enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;working out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my exams are in 3 weeks time. and not to say i have a very free and easy exam schedule unlike last semester where exam paper dates are few days apart. This semester are all back-to-back stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, joke for the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cute things they say to each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="external link" href="http://jokediary.com/2006/10/cute-things-they-say-to-each-other.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be able to party after marriage if your wife is like this one........... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newlyweds This couple had only been married for two weeks. The husband, although very much in love, couldn't wait to go out into town and party, so he says to his new wife: Honey, I'll be right back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going coochi cooh...? Asks the wife. I'm going to the bar, pretty face. I'm going to have a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife puts her hands on her hips and says to him: You want a beer my love...? Then she opens the door to the refrigerator and shows him 25 different kinds of beer brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband doesn't know what to do, and the only thing that he can think of saying is: Yes, loolie loolie ... but the bar .... you know ...the frozen glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't get to finish saying the sentence, when the wife interrupts him by saying: You want a frozen glass puppy face...? She takes out of the freezer a huge beer mug so frozen that the wife was getting the chills from holding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband looking a bit pale says: Yes, tootsie roll, but at the bar they have those hoer's de devours that are really delicious... I won't be long. I'll be right back. I promise. OK? You want hoer's de devours poochi pooh..? She opens the oven and takes out 15 dishes of different hoer's de devours ...chicken wings, pigs in the blanket, mushroom caps, pork strips, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sweet honey ... at the bar ... you know ... the swearing, the dirty words and all that...You want dirty words cutie pie...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE, DRINK YOUR FUCKING BEER IN YOUR FUCKING FROZEN GLASS AND EAT YOUR FUCKING SHIT HOER'S DE VOURS, BECAUSE YOU AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE.YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Area 51&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="external link" href="http://jokediary.com/2006/10/area-51.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've all heard of the Air Force's ultra-high-security, super-secret base in Nevada, known simply as Area 51?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, late one afternoon, the Air Force folks out at Area 51 were very surprised to see a Cessna landing at their secret base, They immediately impounded the aircraft and hauled the pilot into an interrogation room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot's story was that he took off from Vegas, got lost, and spotted the Base just as he was about to run out of fuel. The Air Force started a full FBI background check on the pilot and held him overnight during the investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the next day, they were finally convinced that the pilot really was lost and wasn't a spy. They gassed up his airplane, gave him a terrifying"you-did-not-see-a-thing" briefing, complete with threats of spending the rest of his life in prison, told him Vegas was that-a-way on such-and-such a heading, and sent him on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, to the total disbelief of the Air Force, the same Cessna showed up again. Once again, the MP's surrounded the plane... only this time there were two people in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same pilot jumped out and said,Do anything you want to me, lock me up, throw away the key, ANYTHING you want! But my wife is in the plane with me and you have GOT to tell her where I was last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red and Shiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="external link" href="http://jokediary.com/2006/10/red-and-shiny.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher, in an attempt to stimulate their minds, asked the class the following question, "What is bright red and shiny?" Little Johnny jumped up and shouted, " A fire engine !!!!??? "No! No!" said the teacher," But I like the way you think.. Anyone else?" Little Susan replied that it was an apple and the teacher was happy except Johnny of course.. Anyway, Little Johnny asked the teacher if he can ask a question to which she nodded OK. "What is long, hard, rounded and has hair at one end?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JOHNNY!!!" she screamed, "WE'LL HAVE NONE OF THAT TALK HERE..." Johnny replied, "No, it's a toothbrush, but I like the way you think"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116067427043394714?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116067427043394714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116067427043394714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116067427043394714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116067427043394714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh-ness.html' title='&quot;Sigh-ness.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-116032676843636839</id><published>2006-10-09T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:50:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Window Shopping"</title><content type='html'>A lazy Sunday afternoon, my mom and bro are out at 1U doing some grocery shopping, while its me and my dad sitting in house. So we decided to do some window shopping of our own :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263979173/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/25/263979173_adb0184257.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Window shopping galore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our ideal shopping mall. First item on display ;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976055/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/112/263976055_481eb1a976.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maserati C-12.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maserati's supercar. Just fresh in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976058/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/263976058_2f96095813.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maserati C-12.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, we have German's fusion of superior performance and luxury;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976061/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/263976061_e760a03f1c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercedes SLR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976063/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/263976063_3c04ce27a9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maserati C-12 and Mercedes SLR.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Italian's are definitely at the top of the game;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976064/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/263976064_a1f3fe3f9d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enzo nice behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263976067/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/263976067_d5c6388337.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enzo.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet foreign products, huh :) Fully imported and fresh. Next on the list we have superior modifications available as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977684/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/102/263977684_e24f159eca.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Superior modifications.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977683/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/263977683_ef2eb2956d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very superior modifications. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977687/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/71/263977687_77a269288a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll want one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977689/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/263977689_f661323f2a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You definitely will want one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977688/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/263977688_3c37bbd082.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;M-tagged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, there are some which are ready for take-and-go basis;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263977692/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/26/263977692_c831f14490.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just take and go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Further into the mall, we have;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978767/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/107/263978767_542ca6ed0f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;British.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978770/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/100/263978770_edbb08b2aa.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More Italian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978774/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/120/263978774_231318fb7b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian's and German's.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More take-and-go basis;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978771/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/102/263978771_9a80c86b73.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An Italian.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, &lt;em&gt;ah-pa&lt;/em&gt;'s favourite;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978777/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/263978777_2560a8efc7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;German.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263978779/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/111/263978779_84f6649eaf.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A German.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that concludes our window shopping for the afternoon. We were contented on the variety of products that was on display. Very diversified. I like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, something i just realised recently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow i felt that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://seancz.blogspot.com"&gt;Sean's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog thumbnail link was somewhat familiar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/259881137/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/259881137_d6f0f342dc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grins.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263735551/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/263735551_33dfbb4f3e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grins.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its late, and i need some sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/263979181/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/263979181_464cdabb3c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZzZzZ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-116032676843636839?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/116032676843636839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=116032676843636839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116032676843636839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/116032676843636839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/window-shopping.html' title='&quot;Window Shopping&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115980673676735978</id><published>2006-10-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:50:41.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chicken, Beef, Pork, Prawn, Bacon and Lambo?"</title><content type='html'>Finally got hand of the paintball video courtesy of &lt;a href="http://kinkydevil.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relates back to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/abstemious-of-warfares.html"&gt;paintball entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/urNSc_K18T4" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..last Friday&lt;a href="http://j-ishh.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I went to 1u. Tried that Bar-B-Q Plaza place for dinner along w/ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mejoebiggie.blogspot.com"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;a href="http://johnny-bravo.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmisuperstar.blogspot.com"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Was kind of a last minute plan for Joe, John and Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway time for some pics;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341583/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/262341583_2cd6e69a02.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is 1U's uh..billboard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341586/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/122/262341586_1d1e05b383.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of Bee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept is like frying stuff at the same time steamboating..other stuff. Its barbequing and steamboating in one. The cooker thing is designed as so, to do so;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341588/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/262341588_8f41d7fcf5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The barbeque/steamboat cooker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341587/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/122/262341587_970a462c69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have lards, garlic, lime, chilli padi and some barbeque sauce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ordered some family mixed set. We had fish, chicken pork, bacon, beef, golden mushrooms etc etc the works just like the basic steamboat set you'll most probably get. The barbeque sauce was not bad. The waiter said you gotta mix the garlic, lime and the chilli padi together w/ the sauce for the best results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, having fun w/ the cam;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341590/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/120/262341590_d9d6eea3f6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of Bee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262341589/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/262341589_f1ff2973e1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Digging in. From left to right: Me, Joe, John and Kim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342712/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/119/262342712_bf6cab8f69.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a piece of meat. Beef to be exact.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342716/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/262342716_30b375ffa0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is John.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342717/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/110/262342717_288385ba6d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John and Kim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342718/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/262342718_167202daa9.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is...Joe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342719"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/262342719_7ff8d0755f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe and John. Joe likes playing with his things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262342720"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/91/262342720_99031b9968.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we're done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our meal, we walked around, looking for Joe and John's stuff. Bee and I later caught the 9.20pm movie. We watched Devil Wears Prada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, people can really get snucked up when they do well in their jobs. Will you ever neglect/leave your loved ones for your dream job?  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know i won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, today's a new day :) and... my bro wants to eat kfc. So i brought him to Atria, got himself some kfc, and on the way home, we see...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262937596"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/113/262937596_90929e1649.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murci Lamb!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christ! Whats a Lamborghini doing in DJ? Daymmnn..i wanna drive a lamborghini too :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's that. Nothing else much happened today. Just trying to cope up with assignments and work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really sorry for last night. I feel so awful now whenever i think of it. I know how it must've felt. I'm sorry baby. Please forgive me :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make it up to you. I won't promise, cause i know you don't like promises &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i will :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- tsencai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/262343326"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/57/262343326_1d4da634f8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care and God bless, everyone. Don't go around scaring people like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115980673676735978?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115980673676735978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115980673676735978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115980673676735978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115980673676735978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/chicken-beef-pork-prawn-bacon-and.html' title='&quot;Chicken, Beef, Pork, Prawn, Bacon and Lambo?&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115967733275290175</id><published>2006-10-01T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T12:35:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do You Like Big Cars?"</title><content type='html'>I do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The European big brands seem to be on-going a SUV craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we have our;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954081/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/106/256954081_c1a0e237e8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audi Q7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just reached Euromobil malaysia recently as mentioned in the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954085/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/256954085_68461adc8e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audi Q7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954083/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/256954083_684fba1671.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The recently confirmed 2008 Audi Q5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256959649/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/256959649_47816f721d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept Audi Q3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256959650/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/99/256959650_d359f91877.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audi Q3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For muscle-based;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954599/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/256954599_dfac0c4fd7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TechART Magnum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the TechART Magnum derived of the Porsche Cayenne (&lt;em&gt;That's Sha-yen!&lt;/em&gt;). Just a souped up version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954588/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/256954588_801fa8e219.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MmmmMmMmMmM.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954601/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/113/256954601_1acf088b5a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MmmmMmMmMmM.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954589/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/116/256954589_c0cbbd362a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love large engines. Yes, we do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the Italians seem to be induced by the SUV craze;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954086/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/122/256954086_beab160cd0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954090/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/256954090_140041d01c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reality -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/256954092/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/256954092_36da182fe6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lamborghini LM00X!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini's SUV destined for 2008. Nice. I'd like mine custom-made with rocket launchers, and gatling guns. Some fencing + desert camouflage and carbon-based armor would be nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This car looks like a friggn' tank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The heart of it? A 5.2 liter V10. Hmm, doesn't really need any rocket launchers or gatling guns to do any damage, it will kill the planet simply by running on the road. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care, God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115967733275290175?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115967733275290175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115967733275290175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115967733275290175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115967733275290175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-like-big-cars.html' title='&quot;Do You Like Big Cars?&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115936936153163281</id><published>2006-09-27T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:28:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Red Onion White Onion"</title><content type='html'>Went to Bee's house today and she cooked for me :) She made me noodles w/ prawns and pork meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/253999366/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/109/253999366_77ff4cf5ab.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MmmmMmMmMmM.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/253999367/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/253999367_8d6b8eec88.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After. MmMmmMmM...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bee's a good cook :) Really! And then we watched Bawang Merah Bawang Putih on TV3. Catch it on Wednesdays 2.30pm-3.30pm. Its an Indon drama series and uh..you just gotta watch it for yourself. Bee is kinda addicted to it. I don't know why :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The especially drama scenes are heavily exaggerated :/ till its quite pei. Nonetheless Bee still finds the show quite amusing. Haha :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and Bee is havng fun w/ some celebrity face recognition software that compares your face w/ a celebrity's face and then lets you know which celebrity you look like most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample of what Bee's produced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/254134456/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/115/254134456_84b407539e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh, no. Bee does not look like Sammi Cheng. She's much better :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/254134457/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/112/254134457_dfdc38ac20.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look like some Korean dude? Or is it a Japanese dude? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come! gonna experiment w/ some other photos real soon :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care and God bless everyone! Don't do drugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115936936153163281?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115936936153163281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115936936153163281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115936936153163281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115936936153163281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/red-onion-white-onion.html' title='&quot;Red Onion White Onion&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115928949115007257</id><published>2006-09-27T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:12:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Will Be Here"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow morning if you wake up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the sun does not appear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;If in the dark, we lose sight of love&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand, and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like being quiet&lt;br /&gt;When you need to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;I will listen&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When the laughter turns to cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Through the winning, losing and trying&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the future is unclear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as seasons were made for change&lt;br /&gt;Our lifetimes were made for these years&lt;br /&gt;So I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;And you can cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;When the mirror tells us we're older&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;To watch you grow in beauty&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all the things you are to me&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be true to the promise I have made&lt;br /&gt;To you and to the One who gave you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the sun does not appear&lt;br /&gt;I will be here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will be here ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115928949115007257?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115928949115007257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115928949115007257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115928949115007257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115928949115007257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-will-be-here.html' title='&quot;I Will Be Here&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115918506118413648</id><published>2006-09-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:51:01.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Spare me my Life!"</title><content type='html'>Just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9M5ddlZOYg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9M5ddlZOYg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. Somehow i feel the stress but don't know why. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115918506118413648?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115918506118413648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115918506118413648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115918506118413648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115918506118413648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/spare-me-my-life.html' title='&quot;Spare me my Life!&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115910161228637793</id><published>2006-09-24T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:40:12.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Misheard"</title><content type='html'>I found this off youtube.com earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Jolin Tsai's Ye Man You Xi as misheard in english. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/laUeos3wQIw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/laUeos3wQIw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115910161228637793?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115910161228637793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115910161228637793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115910161228637793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115910161228637793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/misheard.html' title='&quot;Misheard&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115885461318868515</id><published>2006-09-22T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:52:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Abstemious of Warfares"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dammit man. Before this i wrote the whole damn post until suddenly my pc crashed and my entire entry was gone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you're about to read below is my recall of my failed entry :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paintball! That was how Friday noon was spent. Yesterday, after class i went to pick Bee up and headed to TT Sports to meet up with my ex-collegemates where Bee and i will get my first taste at paintball-ing action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT Sports is somewhere in nearby Holiday Villa and Sheraton in Subang. If you're not familiar with that area, TT Sports can be quite easy to miss. We had to turn into a small road and go through narrow lanes and bear the horribly paved, bumpy roads before reaching the arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380805/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/250380805_83d3bd2482.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Largest Paintball Challenge in Tanah Melayu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Aaron, ChoongKhin, GheeJune, Kirsty, Kwee, Joe, Kimberly, LiTat, Praevin, John, and Fai at the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All come geared up for paintball action, while some..uh..weren't exactly geared up for it. Nvm that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe, being the head of the pack, booked us a place few days in advanced. We issued ourselves with 3 boxes of pellets, which makes a total of 1500 pellets for 14 of us. Do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for protective gears, a helmet is compulsory but we had to pay RM5 to wear the protective vest! Aye, protective gear also need to pay meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380806/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/250380806_acb45dc28a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posters of proffesionals and the gear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head gears STINK! Just like the helmets i wore back at Genting when go-karting with the same group of friends. The vests stink too and they're kinda sticky :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380025/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/250380025_9ca22c6403.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, i thought the head gears were kinda cool looking. The vests too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Joe know how it feels to be me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380028/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/250380028_a7d43ba72c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Protection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for offensive measures, we were issued with air-compressed guns that feed on paintball pellets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380031/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/250380031_a1ec2a083e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Arsenal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some extra information - actually, paintballs aren't exactly "paint". The fluids inside the pellets are colored polyethylene glycol, not real paint. They are non-toxic, biodegradable and water soluble. So, that means that they are easily washed off and therefore there is no need to worry about stains and whatsoever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polyethylene glycol are the basis for laxatives, skin creams, some tatoos, and even sexual lubricants :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um..yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got our gears, we were given a small briefing on the do's and dont's and some facts on paintball-ing action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380807/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/250380807_f3e443d389.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arena entrance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more participant (&lt;em&gt;I believed his name was Eu Jin, i think :s ), &lt;/em&gt;didn't arrived yet. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380808/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/250380808_215c214c58.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee. And a Vios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380809/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/250380809_20edd34d6e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the last man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380811/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/250380811_14ffaecb80.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250381272/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/250381272_8b8da9c2c7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Kwee Jin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250381274/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/250381274_a88213b7b1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has hairy legs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the last participant arrived, we proceeded to the arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team line-up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Team:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aaron&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghee June&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kirsty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kwee Jin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and I&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Enemy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choong Khin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eu Jin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kimberly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Li Tat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Praevin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much contemplating, we all agreed on Capture the Flag. It wasn't i thought it would be. I assumed it would be like the ones in QuakeIII and other FPS games where there are 2 flags on each team's "base". Each team has to get the opposition's flag and return it to their base while defending the flag of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the one we played invovles one flag only. The flag is placed in the middle of the arena and the team that successfully brings the flag to their respective bases wins the round. Sounds kinda messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played for 5-6 rounds before we ran out of ammunition. Overall, paintball-ing was fun come to think of it now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going around in a field, shooting a barrage at your buddies aimlessly and senselessly hoping one of the shots hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my shots weren't so hot. Aiming and shooting is much harder than it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us were left with bruises after the game with GheeJune being the most noticeable with one on his hand between his thumb and index finger. Kwee, Joe, Aaron and I had a bruise each on our thigh while Bee escaped unscathed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i forgot which team won :P All i remembered was that my team won the final round. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250381275/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/250381275_cbfb37a334.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250381276/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/111/250381276_1f9ed01a00.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After paintball.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250381278/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/102/250381278_9e70060a76.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwee and Bee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250382008/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/96/250382008_e539fd8c22.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee and Kirsty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250382009/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/250382009_c7a5ddd8e3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ends the noon with my first paintball session. I'm definitely coming back here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these, had dinner at Devi's Corner @ Hartamas and then Bee went to Heritage while i, went home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's some random old photos i found in my pc. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/36957421/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/236957421_f59f96439c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joe and Kwee are special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/236959289/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/236959289_04639a408a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes they are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/236961744/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/236961744_62e621dabb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I is special too :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/236959290/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/236959290_1a71de684a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's Patrick on left, Kwee and John. I hope Patrick's still alive in Adelaide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the latest up-to-date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250380023/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/250380023_c2e6e7960a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting by Holiday Villa. Kwee and his trusty limey Myvi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250382019/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/250380019_aa55d6d60f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee adores kids in superman's attire. And thats not even someone she knows. We were in Cineplex @ Cineleisure and Bee spotted this little kid donning superman's outfit running around. Bee couldn't resist but pick up the little fella and asked me to snap a photo of them. Bee is hugging the kid like so because the kid was reluctant to be hugged by a stranger :P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/250382017/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/250380017_115b573bdb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115885461318868515?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115885461318868515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115885461318868515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115885461318868515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115885461318868515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/abstemious-of-warfares.html' title='&quot;The Abstemious of Warfares&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115877532470716639</id><published>2006-09-21T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T02:02:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Misery"</title><content type='html'>This week's been a miserable week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow -&gt; Accounting mid-semester test.&lt;br /&gt;Following Day -&gt; Marketing assignment due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to blog about these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i'm a boring person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been awhile since i put a random joke here. So, enjoy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captured by Native Tribesmen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Men are walking through the jungle when they are captured by native tribesman. The tribesman take the men back to camp and present them to the chief. The chief says to the first man 'paboo or die', to this the man replies 'well i`m to young to die, I`ll have paboo' so the tribesman all rush him to an empty hut and take it in turns to fuck his arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks out clutching his arse and crawls out the gate. The chief says again to the second man 'Paboo or die', the man having seen the state of his friend on departure reluctantly says 'paboo' and the tribesman take him to the hut and start to rape his booty. He also walks out clutching his arse and screaming in pain. The chief then says to the final man 'Paboo or die'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man stands up, spits on the chief and says I ain`t no fucking queer i`ll die like a man'. To this the chief shouts 'Death, by Paboo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tarzan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan was walking through the jungle one day and got into a fight with a lion.The lion rips off one arm, one of his eyes, and rips off his penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for dead, Cheetah finds Tarzan lying there and rescues him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking him up to their tree house, they give him a gorillas arm to replace the one he had lost.An eagle's eye for his eye, and a baby elephant's trunk to replace his penis. After a few days of using his new parts, Cheetah asks Tarzan, "How do you like your new parts?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan replies "Me like new arm, very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me like new eye, see far and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me no like new willie, all day long it picks up leaves and shoves them up my ass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soliciting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was girl who was a prostitute, but her grandmother didn't know about her occupation. One day, the police rounded up a group of pros and the girl was busted. The cops had all the girls lined up against a wall of the street where they were caught soliciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the granny walked by and saw her granddaughter, she asked the girl, "What are you lining up for?"&lt;br /&gt;The granddaughter, not willing to reveal the truth, told her grandmother that she was lining up for some free oranges. Well, grandma, not one for passing up something free, joined the back of the line. A policeman who was going down the lineup taking information from each girl, soon reached the grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was stunned and bewildered to see her so, he asked carefully, "Ma'am, you're rather old to be out here, how do you still do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma proudly replied, "Oh, it's easy, I just take out my teeth and suck 'em dry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Shot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man decided to buy a new telescope for his rifle. He goes to a rifle shop, and asks the clerk to show him a scope. The clerk takes out a scope, and says to the man, "This scope is so good, you can see my house all the way up on that hill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man takes a look through the scope, and starts laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's so funny?" asks the clerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see a naked man and a naked woman running around in the house", the man replies.The clerk grabs the scope from the man, and looks at his house. Then he hands two bullets to the man and says, "Here are two bullets, I'll give you this scope for nothing if you take these two bullets, shoot my wife's head off and shoot the guy's dick off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man takes another look through the scope, and says, "You know what? I think I can do that with one shot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and baby changed her blog from xanga to blogspot. Get updated at &lt;a href="http://j-shh.blogspot.com"&gt;http://j-shh.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115877532470716639?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115877532470716639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115877532470716639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115877532470716639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115877532470716639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/misery.html' title='&quot;Misery&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115798228150989793</id><published>2006-09-11T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:05:34.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Society"</title><content type='html'>What have we become of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_-8yToH7Pg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DSE8OpQVfK8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen. Contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to start my marketing assignment. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jW's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115798228150989793?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115798228150989793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115798228150989793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115798228150989793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115798228150989793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/society.html' title='&quot;Society&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115747678183196878</id><published>2006-09-06T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:08:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"About the SMS Regarding Kidnapping"</title><content type='html'>As most of us know, famous blogger Kenny Sia mentioned something about a sms regarding an 18-year old Chinese girl who got kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/09/about_the_18yea.php"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/20060903-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read Kenny's entry - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/09/about_the_18yea.php"&gt;&lt;em&gt;About the 18-year old who got kidnapped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess &lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/"&gt;Kenny Sia&lt;/a&gt; isn't the only known person who's gotten the sms -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/235059215/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/235059215_942f13e329.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first got the message my reaction was no different as Kenny Sia as how he described it. My sms version was the one mentioning Subang parade rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/235059211/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/86/235059211_d4e0e6dd81.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Pin ahh!! Don't ever forward these kind of messages k? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think something like this is for real, i suggest it be best brought up to the proper authorities :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To K3-ians : Did any of you guys receive the same sms by the SAME fella? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm sure everyone has noticed this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/235043656/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/235043656_3cca508a53.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/235043657/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/235043657_8ab356793c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/235043659/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/235043659_1ecae4d1c7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crickey! Everyone's putting turtle emoticons along with their nick/names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. i think i won't do that, not cause i want to stand out among my contacts :P, but because i'll do more as a tribute to Steve Irwin than just putting up a turtle emoticon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed now. Need some shut eye. Bee's accounting management finals is tomorrow. She's worried. I'm worried :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115747678183196878?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115747678183196878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115747678183196878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115747678183196878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115747678183196878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/about-sms-regarding-kidnapping.html' title='&quot;About the SMS Regarding Kidnapping&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115738108074454308</id><published>2006-09-04T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T10:22:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love and Death Collide."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Greetings, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This early afternoon after ISB lecture, Fatin got a sms from her boyfriend back in Oz. I remembered the message was something made off like this;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Steve Irwin crocodile hunter just passed away. He was &lt;strong&gt;stabbed&lt;/strong&gt; by a stingray while filming a documentary. etc etc :-( we are all so sad, we etc etc..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first thing was my reaction was "&lt;em&gt;WAH stabbed ahhh? you sure mou...not kena stung meh?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fatin was rather shocked upon receiving the dreadful news. I thought it might be some sort of hoax because this is not the first time there was news about Steve Irwin's death prior documenting with some wild life beast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually this' only the second time. The first time was rumoured that Steve Irwin got killed by a crocodile. Turend out it was only a hoax. But this time, its all over the news. Read on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adapted from MSNBC -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crocodile Hunter’ Steve Irwin killed by stingray.&lt;br /&gt;Internationally recognized environmentalist, 44, was filming documentary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CAIRNS, Australia - Steve Irwin, the hugely popular Australian television personality and conservationist known as the “Crocodile Hunter,” was killed Monday by a stingray while filming off the Great Barrier Reef. He was 44.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/234461893/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/234461893_9a0573c932.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steve Irwin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irwin was at Batt Reef, off the remote coast of northeastern Queensland state, shooting a segment for a series called “Ocean’s Deadliest” when he swam too close to one of the animals, which have a poisonous bard on their tails, his friend and colleague John Stainton said. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He came on top of the stingray and the stingray’s barb went up and into his chest and put a hole into his heart,” said Stainton, who was on board Irwin’s boat at the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crew members aboard the boat, Croc One, called emergency services in the nearest city, Cairns, and administered CPR as they rushed the boat to nearby Low Isle to meet a rescue helicopter. Medical staff pronounced Irwin dead when they arrived a short time later, Stainton said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irwin was famous for his enthusiasm for wildlife and his catchword “Crikey!” in his television program “Crocodile Hunter.” First broadcast in Australia in 1992, the program was picked up by the Discovery network, catapulting Irwin to international celebrity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rode his image into a feature film, 2002’s “The Crocodile Hunters: Collision Course” and developed the wildlife park that his parents opened, Australia Zoo, into a major tourist attraction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/234461888/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/234461888_60e8581e44.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steve with wife Terri and daughter Bindi Sue Irwin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The world has lost a great wildlife icon, a passionate conservationist and one of the proudest dads on the planet,” Stainton told reporters in Cairns. “He died doing what he loved best and left this world in a happy and peaceful state of mind. He would have said, ’Crocs Rule!”' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prime Minister John Howard, who hand-picked Irwin to attend a gala barbecue to honor President Bush when he visited in 2003, said he was “shocked and distressed at Steve Irwin’s sudden, untimely and freakish death.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a huge loss to Australia,” Howard told reporters. “He was a wonderful character. He was a passionate environmentalist. He brought joy and entertainment and excitement to millions of people.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irwin, who made a trademark of hovering dangerously close to untethered crocodiles and leaping on their backs, spoke in rapid-fire bursts with a thick Australian accent and was almost never seen without his uniform of khaki shorts and shirt and heavy boots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His ebullience was infectious and Australian officials sought him out for photo opportunities and to promote Australia internationally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Irwin’s public image was dented, however, in 2004 when he caused an uproar by holding his infant son in one arm while feeding large crocodiles inside a zoo pen. Irwin claimed at the time there was no danger to the child, and authorities declined to charge Irwin with violating safety regulations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that year, he was accused of getting too close to penguins, a seal and humpback whales in Antarctica while making a documentary. Irwin denied any wrongdoing, and an Australian Environment Department investigation recommended no action be taken against him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stingrays have a serrated, toxin-loaded barb, or spine, on the top of their tail. The barb, which can be up to 10 inches long, flexes if a ray is frightened. Stings usually occur to people when they step on or swim too close to a ray and can be excruciatingly painful but are rarely fatal, said University of Queensland marine neuroscientist Shaun Collin. Collin said he suspected Irwin died because the barb pierced under his ribcage and directly into his heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was extraordinarily bad luck. It’s not easy to get spined by a stingray and to be killed by one is very rare,” Collin said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of Irwin’s death spread quickly, and tributes flowed from all quarters of society.&lt;br /&gt;At Australia Zoo at Beerwah, south Queensland, floral tributes were dropped at the entrance, where a huge fake crocodile gapes. Drivers honked their horns as they passed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re all very shocked. I don’t know what the zoo will do without him. He’s done so much for us, the environment and it’s a big loss,” said Paula Kelly, a local resident and volunteer at the zoo, after dropping off a wreath at the gate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stainton said Irwin’s American-born wife Terri, from Eugene, Ore., had been informed of his death, and had told their daughter Bindi Sue, 8, and son Bob, who will turn 3 in December. The couple met when she went on vacation in Australia in 1991 and visited Irwin’s Australia Zoo; they were married six months later. Sometimes referred to as the “Crocodile Huntress,” she costarred on her husband’s television show and in his 2002 movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steve Irwin's vibrancy and enthusiasm were an inspiration amid the drab cynicism of the modern world. Whether or not we are into wildlife, Steve's pure "joie de vivre"- and his dramatic death - should be a reminder to all of us to live life to the full while we have the chance. He may not have been given long but he didn't waste a minute - go thou and do likewise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of Article.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case you don't know who is this Steve Irwin guy, Steve is an Australian naturalist, and a wildlife expert. His fame sparked off with his television programme series, "The Crocodile Hunter" and there on he was best known as more of a television personality than a naturalist. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He became known worldwide for his exuberant, enthusiastic (&lt;em&gt;sometimes exaggerating&lt;/em&gt;) presenting style, broad Australian accent, constant donning of his trademark khakis and heavy boots and catch-phrase "&lt;em&gt;Crikey&lt;/em&gt;!".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steve was killed yesterday, at about 1.00pm+ in the noon in Malaysian time, by a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Short-tail_stingray"&gt;bull ray&lt;/a&gt; while diving and filming his own documentary. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steve's death is all over the net. Even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Irwin"&gt;Steve Irwin's article in Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;has been updated prior his death. I wouldn't really call Steve's death a "freak incident". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He died in a way everyone expected - getting way too close to a dangerous animal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wouldn't have been Steve Irwin if he hadn't had such a cavalier attitude to the dangers of the wildlife he brought to Australia's attention on his show. So truly, this man has died for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Died so that he could bring the people of the world yet another glimpse of the fascinating world of other creatures we usually ignore, in our cosseted lives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Died from a sting through the heart - Steve Irwin has died in a manner that will ensure his legacy is never tarnished by history, for it sums up his life in one cold moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vale Steve Irwin, we are all going to miss you :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/234461891/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/234461891_7747b0a62e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stephen Robert Irwin (22 February 1962 – 4 September 2006).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Crikey!" Rest in Peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jW's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115738108074454308?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115738108074454308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115738108074454308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115738108074454308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115738108074454308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-and-death-collide.html' title='&quot;Love and Death Collide.&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115695563724252536</id><published>2006-08-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:08:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sadness is Me"</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is a sad one for me. Everyone's out - off to celebrate our beloved country's annual independence day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone's out, i'm left at home, &lt;strong&gt;caged&lt;/strong&gt;. Nothing new especially with a mom whose role besides being a mom is also the prison warden as a secondary role. I seriously don't know whats her problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, with the fireworks started off, alone, sad, with nothing to do, but to play with balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. Balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/229218913/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/229218913_364e881984.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad's new toy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/229218914/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/69/229218914_555f48666f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad's new toy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad syok sendiri got himself a mini pool table. Its small, like the ones by bowling alley at 1U. Oh well, i'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/229218915/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/229218915_f7be770721.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad's new toy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/229218916/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/61/229218916_f0603b6aa6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My old toy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad. Here i am, sitting in front of my PC while everyone's out celebrating Merdeka's eve. Its damn sickening to know that i was caged at home by my mom just because she think Merdeka's eve is something small and s' not worth going for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihs. Thats her own preference, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really damn sad. To know that my friends are out enjoying the fireworks, the company, the atmosphere, the environment, while i'm just..at home, playing with balls and sitting front of my pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee's out at the curve with her friends, and i'm not there to be with her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115695563724252536?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115695563724252536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115695563724252536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115695563724252536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115695563724252536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/sadness-is-me.html' title='&quot;Sadness is Me&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115678777890401381</id><published>2006-08-28T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:00:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Un-Malaysian like Sebatian"</title><content type='html'>So, i am as un-Malaysian as Guy Sebatian. Uh-hum...Hmm, that rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting my blog for awhile. Nothing much to write about. Really. Or more like too lazy to write about something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's been going on lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one week sem break is over. Time to get adjusted. But for last week, i managed to intrude HELP's marketing lecture. I smuggled in with the help of Bee and Kwee. I brought my own work over there, did my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to admit, i liked their seats though. Their lecture theatre is somewhat resembles a cinema seating concept. I like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i've been trying to catch &lt;strong&gt;Nacho Libre&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but haven't had any luck.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Things just keep getting delayed. Instead, i've watched Ant Bully, and Beneath Still Waters. And believe me, Beneath Still Water is NOT for the faint-hearted, big babies, or small kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/228229121/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/76/228229121_0477078c6e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really morbid and gory its just sick and freaky. Beneath Still Waters is really a horror film that should have remained underwater. &lt;em&gt;We &lt;/em&gt;even walked out of the cinema with still half an hour to go for the show. Besides that, its boring and terrible. Not a very good show to watch. Not recommendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's just a brief synopsis of the movie;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a novel by Matthew Costello, the movie is set in a town that was submerged underwater, in an attempt to end the cult activity that thrived on the death and destruction of humans. Time passes, and the whispered secrets of the town have been long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/228201618/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/228201618_c21559984d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh..dah mati.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, just before the 50th anniversary of the completion of the dam, the surrounding area is shocked by a mysterious death: a boy is torn apart by debris while diving in the lake. News reporter Teresa (Raquel Merono) and underwater photographer Dan (Michael McKell) don’t believe reports that the death was caused by sharks –– there’s something not right about that lake and it’s up to them to find out what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what they will soon find out is that the occult leader Salas (Patrick Gordon) has somehow risen from his sunken tomb and the town is now doomed to suffer the same fate as the one before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by veteran horror director Brian Yuzna, Beneath Still Waters is slow and predictable with no surprises or twists at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of Synopsis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a fair bit of gore, for those into those kind of effects from severed body parts and decapitated heads to a face opened up from jaw to jaw and a crazy man sawing off his limbs. But, for those who consider this a good thing, they should also be warned that they will have to endure the annoying script and wooden acting for just a few minutes of blood-splattering action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/228201619/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/228201619_76d64796d8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a pretty simple story, though. Forty years ago a town was overrun with occultists. So, how do the town’s people get rid of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy, build a dam next to the town and flood it so it never exists again. We now enter the present, or forty years later and a big town party is about to take place in celebration of the dam being built. Plans are being hampered, however, due to deaths taking place in the dam itself. Clara, the granddaughter of the previous mayor (&lt;em&gt;who has just recently passed away&lt;/em&gt;), knows something is wrong with the town but can’t get her mother, Susana, to listen to her. The stranger, Dan knows something is wrong also but the police won’t listen to him. Instead he gets those worn out lines, such as “&lt;em&gt;if I see you again in this town I will throw you in jail&lt;/em&gt;” and “&lt;em&gt;I’ll let you do it but just for the record I don’t agree with you&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, one of the occultists, Salas, has come back from the dead and needs Clara to help him in his quest to take over the new town next to the flooded town. It’s up to the mysterious stranger to battle his own demons and save the town from the evil Salas. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to note about this film; the accents in the film are absolutely atrocious. This is a Spanish film but done with English language. There are no sub-titles and no dubbing. I was trying to work out if the actors were South African, English, British American or Spanish. I mean well done to them for giving the English language a go, but I missed a lot of dialogue because every actor in the film had a different accent. It would have made the movie much more enjoyable if the actors spoke their native tongue and they put in sub-titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and..the evil antagonist drives a noticeable Mercedes Benz S-Class. Damn. Somewhat rich for someone who's dead for over 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that pretty much wraps up about everything on horror flick, Beneath Still Waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/228201623/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/93/228201623_ba0e07cde4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee. Hee. Hee. I come for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Monday) i had an ISB assignment spreadsheet test. And i didn't even know about it. I messed up, and therefore, flunked it. This' what i get for slacking and not paying attention to important dates. The assignment isn't to say is hard, its FREAKING easy and straightforward. And i can still fail it. Imagine the embarassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure i had friends retaking the assignment, but not because the failed; they missed out on some parts. For me, i screwed the entire thing. My lecturer commented "&lt;em&gt;i had the most errors&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...screw it la i thought for that time. I just need to get home and practise on the assignment. I left Sunway with an unsatisfied feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bee's house after that. And she cooked for me :) And she's not a bad cook either :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i'm feeling ji-wang. So what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115678777890401381?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115678777890401381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115678777890401381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115678777890401381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115678777890401381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/un-malaysian-like-sebatian.html' title='&quot;Un-Malaysian like Sebatian&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115657063327255423</id><published>2006-08-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:37:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How Un-Malaysian Are You?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-SIZE: large"&gt;Congratulations Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua, you are 63% not Malaysian. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That means you're as Malaysian as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="" src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/20060824-2.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-SIZE: large"&gt;Guy Sebastian !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/08/how_unmalaysian.php"&gt;How Un-Malaysian Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Uh-huh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-&lt;em&gt; take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115657063327255423?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115657063327255423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115657063327255423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115657063327255423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115657063327255423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-un-malaysian-are-you.html' title='&quot;How Un-Malaysian Are You?&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115600097544695450</id><published>2006-08-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:32:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Different"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/218895925/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/218895925_c58d6c739e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/218895925/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsencai's and jW's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i'm different. You'll see :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- take care, and God bless everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115600097544695450?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115600097544695450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115600097544695450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115600097544695450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115600097544695450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-different.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Different&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115582692460242321</id><published>2006-08-17T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:31:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"doPod"</title><content type='html'>Some time ago, my &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/reviews/handphones/0,39001713,39078002p,00.htm"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; ran into some techincial difficulties. The navigation button (&lt;em&gt;joystick&lt;/em&gt;) doesn't function anymore. The entire thing cracked and i had to remove its plastic cover, exposingits bare...stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217701862/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/217701862_daebe43d23_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;O2 XphoneII - Notice the missing joystick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon later, the entire navigation stick completely does not function, anymore. This make things rather tough and renders the phone's functions completely useless. This includes sms-ing. Yes, i cannot sms-es without the use of the navigation stick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, i was contemplating to get myself a new handphone, with financial assistance from my parents, of course :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enter the Dopod S300:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699152/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/217699152_37a3920710_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699155/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/217699155_a1c3c80011_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699156/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/217699156_723b08e42d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699157/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/217699157_c837f55dac_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699158/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/217699158_27f42af90e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its size and dimensions rivals of &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/reviews/mobilephones/0,39051199,39260507p,00.htm"&gt;Motorla's V3X&lt;/a&gt;, except its slightly thicker, and longer. But its a smartphone, just like my previous one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217699159/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/217699159_02b3235e43_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700559/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/217700559_49ec9c0fbf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700561/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/217700561_d96f6b26cc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700562/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/217700562_d997a9d6ee_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700563/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/65/217700563_8804dcedb2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Motorola's V3X dons a built-in 1.27 megapixel camera, but Dopod S300's one is a 1.3 megapixel camera. :) Thats 0.03 megapixels difference. Ok. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700565/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/217700565_3458b218c4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217700566/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/217700566_37b8b90bdf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It also has an extrenal screen so that people can snap self-portraits. Essential for the &lt;em&gt;cam-whores&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217701858/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/217701858_68db8fbd61_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217701860/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/217701860_6cc9de5815_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/217701861/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/217701861_bd9f4016d3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dopod S300&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were actually some bad review on this phone, e.g camera stops working after 2 weeks of purchase :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daymn. That must've sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see how mine fairs up. Oh, and next week is my semester break. I have a one-wek holiday to make myself contented to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait. I have a report on ISB to hand up the following week, a "student-at-risk" test on the following Tuesday for macroecons, and individual assignments for marketing and accounting. Daymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115582692460242321?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115582692460242321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115582692460242321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115582692460242321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115582692460242321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/dopod.html' title='&quot;doPod&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115538971577300523</id><published>2006-08-12T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:27:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Day to Remember"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Greetings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time for some recap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 11th August 2006 - A Day to Remember :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep. Indeed it was :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had classes from 9.30am-11.30am. That's two classes in two hours. You do the math. After class i went to get &lt;em&gt;hBee.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then went to get lunch from some Cina coffeeshop nearby my place. We were going to catch a movie w/ Aaron, Ghee, ChoongKhin and Brenda. It was kinda early to go 1U, so we decided to chill at my place :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we chowed to 1U to meet up w/ Aaron and friends. We watched Click. The show was good, but the company was even much better :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later, Aaron and friends went to the arcade just upstairs on the cinema level. They played Daytona. Brenda and &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;just watched. Actually, &lt;strong&gt;Daytona&lt;/strong&gt; is a game for the &lt;strong&gt;Sega Saturn &lt;/strong&gt;game console. I have used to play it, and yes, i used to own a Sega Saturn. Its still around in my house, at least i think it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its rather old, dating back to the 90's era. It wasn't really popular back then. Probably overshadowed by other game consoles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go here for more info. on the Sega Saturn console - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sega_Saturn"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, after a few gaming sessions at the arcade, &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;left off for MidValley to look for &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;friends. We kinda travelled alot today, but as long as &lt;em&gt;she's&lt;/em&gt; in the car with me, i don't mind :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At MidValley, &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;met up w/ &lt;em&gt;Bee's &lt;/em&gt;friends - Mei &amp; Julian, and YuZhi. Tim would meet up with us later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;They welcomed us with their cunning smiles and unbounded questions."&lt;/em&gt; - adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/j_ishh"&gt;jW's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. Indeed we were. The first thing they did was wanna shake hands with me :S Daymn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so we headed to Chopstick Restaurant for dinner. As usual, there were cam-whoring sessions but don't think i'll post them photos here. At least not now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dniner, we jalan-jalan sikit. We decided to stop at TopShop. And a long one it was. &lt;em&gt;Bee&lt;/em&gt; thinks i look good in plain t-shirts. She grabbed two plain t-shirts (o&lt;em&gt;ne black and the other um...a "brighter" black..uh...ok&lt;/em&gt;) for me to try them on :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so..i went to try them on and see how it fits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/212983663/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/68/212983663_453c324281_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/212983664/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/212983664_71a6de313d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee cam-whoring and me..looking on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/212983662/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/62/212983662_4d5192fe16_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee hee. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girlfriend commanded, "Buy 10 of those in different colors cause I like it". HAHA - &lt;/em&gt;adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/j_ishh"&gt;jW's blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee said i look really nice in those plain t-shirts. Hmm... later at 8pm+ Tim came. Tho we just had dinner, we still felt a little hungry so we headed to YoYo Snack. Yea, &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt;'re big eaters :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some fried chicken and chicken nuggets. And yea, they tasted really good. YoYo Snack's got some really good stuff there. After our "little" snack there, we proceeded to the cinema. Oh, and we watched Garfield 2. I don't think its that nice. More like a kid's show. Click was much better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the "3 minutes" and "less than 30minutes in a year" part :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 11.00pm+, we drove to Subang for a drink at this Tanjong mamak in USJ. Oh, and &lt;em&gt;Bee's&lt;/em&gt; really scared of cats. Really. She says she gets freaked out by things that have fur and moves. Haha. Ok..thats not funny :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, t'was time to go off. I had to send &lt;em&gt;sayang &lt;/em&gt;home all the way back to Bandar Sri Damansara. Imagine the distance travelled on that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home --&gt; Sunway University College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway University College --&gt; Bandar Sri Damansara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandar Sri Damansara --&gt; Home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home --&gt; 1U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1U --&gt; Mid Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Valley --&gt; Subang Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subang Jaya --&gt; Bandar Sri Damansara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandar Sri Damansara --&gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day huh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee &lt;/em&gt;claims that day to be the most near-perfect day of her life. Hmmm.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;em&gt;Bee,&lt;/em&gt; i think it was a damn near-perferct day too myself :) I get to spend time w/ &lt;em&gt;sayang, &lt;/em&gt;my friends, and &lt;em&gt;Bee's &lt;/em&gt;friends. Not bad, &lt;em&gt;we &lt;/em&gt;get to spend the day with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially get to spend the whole day with &lt;em&gt;Bee.&lt;/em&gt; It was good since i get to see her the whole day! Haha :) Though i kinda blow quite alot of expenses on a single day itself :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, residing all the happy moments i shared on that day, there are some who aren't so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 12th August 2006 - Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom owns a locally-assembled Mercedes Benz E200 Kompressor. Her car broke down..for the 6th time! All with the same problem involving some dumb engine valve malfunctioning or what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that got her most aggravated was...the 5th and 6th time the problem surfaced..it happened within 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, her car had the problem. So she sent it back to Cycle &amp; Carriage to get it repaired. She got back her car on Friday. Then today, in the morning, the same problem came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Indeed it was. It got my mom so annoyed man. And nobody likes it when my mom gets annoyed. She was practically screaming over the phone w/ the people over at Merceds Benz Cycle &amp;amp; Carriage. She complained and complained and complained and complained and complained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, having enough of my mom's noise, the people @ Mercedes decided to compensate for her problem by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140868/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/213140868_adbd340585_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Getting her a brand new car! Alright, fine its not really brand new, at least they were nice enough to let my mom use a temporary replacement car while waiting for her car to get fixed.. Not bad huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140870/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/213140870_2a4907b683_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. C180 Kompressor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140871/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/213140871_c0da3102eb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140872/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/213140872_847d422fbf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140873/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/213140873_b0b293fc7b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213140874/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/213140874_db39a4c496_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213141306/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/213141306_f575b8be2c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. Thats my legs on the right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213141307/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/84/213141307_764604f992_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213141309/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/213141309_6411e946c3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213141311/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/94/213141311_76ee9f026b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40054611@N00/213141312/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/213141312_54fae54910_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum's new toy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so..with a new toy around the house, at least it calmed my mom down for the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was spent at home, and in front of my pc. Oh and, i got bored at night, so i decided to go and find &lt;em&gt;Bee&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a drink at some mamak stall nearby her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after that, she drove my car. It was &lt;em&gt;irrevocable&lt;/em&gt;. I had to give her the &lt;em&gt;exclusive privilege&lt;/em&gt; to drive my car. I had to. I don't know why :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun weeked overall, if you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 13th August 2006 - Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Sunday morning now, 10.20am. I just got up. Time to find time w/ mummy's new toy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and..some jokes for the day. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What your ass is for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rugged cowboy from Brokeback Mountain, Wyoming, goes into the doctor's office and has some tests run. The doctor comes back and says, "I am not going to beat around the bush, You have AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cowboy tugs at his Stetson and sets his jaw and says, "Doc, what can I do?"The doctor says, "I want you to go home and eat 5 pounds of spicy sausage, a head of cabbage, 20 un-peeled carrots drenched in hot sauce, 25 Jalapeno peppers, 40 walnuts and 40 peanuts, 1/2 box of Grapenuts cereal, and top it off with a gallon of prune juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cowboy squares his rugged shoulders and asks, "Will that cure me, Doc?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but it should leave you with a better understanding of what your ass is for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memorandum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: All employees&lt;br /&gt;FROM: The boss&lt;br /&gt;DATE: August 3, 2000&lt;br /&gt;RE: Foul Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been brought to management's attention that some individuals throughout the company have been using foul language during the course of normal conversation with their coworkers. Due to complaints received from some employees who are easily offended, this type of language will be no longer tolerated. We do, however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express your feelings when communicating with coworkers. Therefore, a list of new phrases has been provided so that proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective manner without risk of offending our more sensitive employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Perhaps I can work late.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: When the fuck do you expect me to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I'm certain that is not feasible.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: No fucking way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Really?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: You've got to be shitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Perhaps you should check with . . .&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Tell someone who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Of course I'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Ask me if I give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I wasn't involved in the project.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: It's not my fucking problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: That's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I'm not sure I can implement this.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Fuck it, it won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I'll try to schedule that.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Why the hell didn't you tell me sooner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Are you sure this is a problem?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Who the fuck cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: He's not familiar with the problem.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: He's got his head up his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: So you weren't happy with it?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Kiss my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I'm a bit overloaded at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Fuck it, I'm on salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I don't think you understand.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Shove it up your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I love a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: This job sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: You want me to take care of that?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Who the hell died and made you boss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I see.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: Yes, we really should discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Another fucking meeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I don't think this will be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: I really don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: He's somewhat insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: He's a fucking prick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: She's an aggressive go-getter.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: She's a ball-busting bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY SAYING: I think you could use more training.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: What the fuck are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Foot And A Half&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria had just got married and being a traditional Italian, she was still a virgin. So, on her wedding night, staying at her mother's house, she was nervous. But her mother reassured her. "Don't worry, Maria. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So up she went. When she got upstairs, Tony took off his shirt and exposed his hairy chest. Maria ran downstairs to her mother and says, "Mama, Mama, Tony's got a big hairy chest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, Maria," says the mother," all good men have hairy chests. Go upstairs. He'll take good care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, up she went again. When she got up in the bedroom, Tony took off his pants exposing his hairy legs. Again, Maria ran downstairs to her mother. "Mama, Mama, Tony took off his pants and he's got hairy legs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry. All good men have hairy legs. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take good care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So up she went again. When she got up there, Tony took off his socks and on his left foot he was missing three toes. When Maria saw this, she ran downstairs. "Mama, Mama, Tony's got a foot and a half!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay here and stir the pasta," says the mother."This is a job for Mama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;take care and God bless, everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- jW's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17495853-115538971577300523?l=tsencai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/feeds/115538971577300523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17495853&amp;postID=115538971577300523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115538971577300523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17495853/posts/default/115538971577300523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsencai.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-to-remember.html' title='&quot;A Day to Remember&quot;'/><author><name>Liew Tsen Cai, Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16834886105874003480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/54/92/3872945/1_728199646l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17495853.post-115521846863476473</id><published>2006-08-10T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:07:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Overdued"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Overdued"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is long overdued. I have to stop procrastinating. Now i have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling myself to post an entry for the past few days, but i guess i was rather occupied these days :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i hope i can make it for &lt;em&gt;jazzfest. &lt;/em&gt;Joe has been asking me to go with him but i haven't had the right time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time to put at least a smile on your face;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastic Surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A middle-aged woman has a heart attack and is sent to a hospital. While on the operating table, she has a near death experience. During that experience, she sees God and asks Him if this is it. God says no, and explains that she has another 30 years to live. Upon her recovery she decides to just stay in the hospital and have a face lift, liposuction, breast augmentation, tummy tuck, and more. She even has someone come in and change her hair colour. She figures that since she's got another 30 years she might as well make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks out of the hospital after the last operation and is killed by an ambulance speeding up to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she arrives in front of God, she complains, "I thought you said I had another 30 years ?"God replies, "I don't recognise you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Car Joke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDI:&lt;br /&gt;Another Ugly Deutsche Invention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW:&lt;br /&gt;Bought My Wife&lt;br /&gt;Brings Me Women&lt;br /&gt;Brings More Women but&lt;br /&gt;Broke My Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEVROLET:&lt;br /&gt;Can Hear Every Valve Rap On Long Extended Trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DODGE:&lt;br /&gt;Drips Oil, Drops Grease Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Dead On the Day Guarantee Expires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIAT:Failure in Italian Automotive Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORD:&lt;br /&gt;Fast Only Rolling Downhill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM:&lt;br /&gt;Garbage Motors&lt;br /&gt;Gluteus Maximus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONDA:&lt;br /&gt;Hallmark Of Non-Destructable Automobiles (Yes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYUNDAI:&lt;br /&gt;Hope You Understand Nothing's Driveable And Inexpensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAAB:&lt;br /&gt;Shape Appears Ass-Backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBARU:&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Up Beyond All Repair Usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOYOTA:&lt;br /&gt;Too Often Yankees Overprice This Auto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOLVO:Very Old Looking Vehicular Object&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORSCHE:&lt;br /&gt;Proof Of Rich Spoiled Children Having Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Vampires&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three vampires were on a tree, each bragging about being the best vampire of the three. All of the sudden, Vampire A flew away and came back within 10 seconds. His mouth was so full with fresh blood, excess of the blood were dripping from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire A : "You
