<?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-8169815</id><updated>2011-07-24T15:27:17.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of ReMyD</title><subtitle type='html'>My Questions, My Thoughts, My Life...There are some things that I regretted doing, some regretted not doing, but that is yesterday. Although my hand grasps for changes, my laziness overwhelms me. New leaf, new breath, new perspective. Please don't ask me, as I may not even know whether am I thinking straight...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-4379564545436100865</id><published>2008-01-30T11:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:22:10.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Repent?</title><content type='html'>After what happened last night, I just kept thinking of the worst that could happen. I can't help it. It's like everytime I place myself in yr position, I can imagine the mixed feelings. Not to mention the sensitive and fragile you. But now that I've bared all, I guess there's nothing holding me back already. Maybe its a weird way of letting me know that I waited too long to tell you? Maybe its a weird way of letting me know that it was the right time to tell you? Nah it couldn't have been the right time because if it was, I won't feel so much remorse. Or rather is it the remorse of my past or remorse of not telling you? Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no point dwelling in it. Now to look forward. Just don't repeat it and I should be safe. I can safely say that I'm no longer hiding anything already. I'm clean. I'm bare =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say something about myself over the past one year. From the moment I quit, till the moment I found myself a job, got really lucky to meet colleagues whom are nice to me, at the end, got myself a promotion, but of coz, none is as significant as being with you. The best thing that happened to me. I would say last year treated me fairly well. Because you walked into my life. I would wanna say this to you yesterday but I figured that the timing wasn't appropriate? I guess I'll just write it here. Chances are you might see this, chances are you might not. But you know, that I do cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it again last night that I never mentioned about your positive traits. I know you are sensitive, you are very particular about your bad traits, you are very paiseh with even your sweat smell, or your garlic breath. Maybe its your upbringing that everytime everyone always hits on yr negative traits. That's why you'd expect yr bf to never hit on it and always remind you of your good side. I know where you are coming from. But its hard to explain how I feel. I am never really bothered by your negative traits. Everyone has their flaws. But did it ever occur to you that some might be attractive flaws? Doesn't sound right, I know, but it does happens. It comes with the whole package. I love when whenever you amplify my feelings, i.e. I'm sad you're sad, I'm happy and you give me that smile (I really really love it). Or times when people ask you to do things and you can't do it and you'd feel bad. I love that innocence. I love that kind hearted'ness. I love that naiveness. Its not something that you can find already nowadays. But along with it comes the over-sensitiveness, the reluctance to say no, the part of you where you are easily taken advantaged of. I love it that you are always so blur and make funny mistakes and then there are the funny reactions. But along with that comes that part of you in which you say that I'm saying you are a bimbo and are affected by something that you did (everytime also you say one...). I've always said it. I'm never laughing at you, I'm always laughing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always all about the good traits because I believe along with it there are something else attached to it as well. It's all embedded in you. It's about you. And that is all I'm up for. Your company. Everytime you are with me. You always ask me to say about your positive stuff. But what if your positive stuff to me is a negative stuff to you? I always say that you should be independent, stand up for yourself and to voice out yrself more often. No doubt I'd love you to become an independent woman, saying all that you feel so that people would not take advantage of you. That why I'm always telling you about you because I feel that it'll take away those misery and depression stored within you. I'm very 'kan cheong' for you. But I guess along with it comes that part of me who will just want to protect you, be there shielding you of whatever obstacle that comes along. Good or bad? I dunno. There's part of me who just wants to spoil you and part of me who just wants to not spoil you. I just know that I love you for who you are. I love your company. That's all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-4379564545436100865?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/4379564545436100865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=4379564545436100865' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/4379564545436100865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/4379564545436100865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2008/01/repent.html' title='Repent?'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-6365908188940842186</id><published>2008-01-09T00:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T02:28:19.152+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws?</title><content type='html'>It just hit me wide open. The moment you said that all along I've only mentioned the bad things about you, I never once mentioned any good things about you. Although I did recall this one time during  one of our phone conversations of 'points that would make me attracted to you', I mentioned one of your good points that you have the most innocent personality ever. But to throw that out again would be pathetic, like you said, all along I've only mentioned your bad points. To add insult to injury was that you told me to stop trying. It felt bad. Really bad. I was too disgraced to even mentioned that it came out of good intention, that is to just help you correct the 'flaws' so that you will no longer be taken advantaged off and know how to stand on your own feet. The point is, I never mentioned anything good about you, to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be at the receiving end of constant demoralising reminders on all the bad points of myself would be indeed, nothing to look forward to, especially after a bad day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't know how to cheer me up one. One major flaw from you". Completely dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;Dead. A huge stomp on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things crossed my mind the moment these few comments came up. No point me trying to save skin by coming up with something pathetic. Its best to just shut it, and reflect on what I said so that I don't repeat it and create another situation like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here trying to recall the awkward moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First. All your flaws. Gosh. I don't know why I'm starting with flaws again. But, really. Maybe all your constant complains just land me with all the flaws that occur to me. All the conclusions drawn from yr personality. I did conclude all yr flaws in that inter-related statement I made just now prior to the mere mention that one statement which initiated this post. I really feel like writing you a sms explaining myself but I don't want to make just rub it more and somehow or rather make matters worst.  I guess that 'you can stop trying' freaked me out. No point digging my grave even deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the stuff you would like to hear, all your good stuff which attracted me, in which I failed to tell you all along. I know you keep insisting that you don't have any good stuff to mentioned and I keep opposing the fact that everything you are, are just bad news. No. You are not like that. Thats what's pulling your confidence level down. That's whats dropping your self esteem.  What caught me most about you was that innocent and pure heart of yours. That naiveness. That obliging you. That you whom will always want to be there to share someone's happiness, or someone's sadness. The you whom will always put yourself at a disadvantage to please other people, and not let other people be disappointed. I won't go into those details like what you said about me. Know how to sweet talk, will be a caring man, know how to be faithful, etc etc. I will not also go into details of my flaws such as I am the only son, I snore, etc etc etc. To me, seriously what captured me was just who you are. That little princess with all those flaws whom I will want to protect, I don't want anybody to take advantage of. Just because of your naiveness, doesn't mean people can take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly remind you of your flaws but I am not complaining. I loved you for who you are. I adore your every reaction. Every smile of yours lightens my day and every sadness emitted just dampens my heart. I just want to be there with you. I appreciate all your flaws. I am doing all these because, since day 1, I'm always helping you and asking you to stand on your own two feet. Not to be dependent, not to be always reliable on other people and eventually, let people take advantage of you. Why? Cause you are that little girl who will rely on them and be obliged to do things they demand, which was how you caught yourself in hot water all the time. Then you will start to feel bad about yourself and thus, be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put that into words to be used for times like just now? I won't know how to do it because it is certainly not a good way to turn a bad day into a good one. I realise that I'm not being a good boyfriend by letting you know how good you are and always saying how bad you are. I realise that I'm not that good in cheering people up, 'tum' you, so to speak. I also realise that it is only when you say it only I will realise it and you'll get the impression that I'm only doing according to what you say, no initiative taken. I will seek to improve myself in that area. I will be more sensitive in the things that I do, and make the attempt to cheer you better than the job that I am doing now. I am learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like...Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do...Ti La So Fa Mi Re Do...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-6365908188940842186?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/6365908188940842186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=6365908188940842186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/6365908188940842186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/6365908188940842186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2008/01/flaws.html' title='Flaws?'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-115082681618153313</id><published>2006-06-21T03:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T04:08:14.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Vs. sunrise</title><content type='html'>3.51AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long night yesterday, er by that I meant Monday night because I don't know what day it is exactly today. I'll sum it up in a couple of words. Kinda blur atm after sleeping for 2pm-3am = 13hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Drift.&lt;br /&gt;Pancake House.&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke Session.&lt;br /&gt;Journey to GC.&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Rain = no sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;More Mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;More rain.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically it. Haven't had this kinda night since 2004 already, well apart from those late nights I endured doing studies/projects/gaming, it has been a while. Tokyo Drift was good, one of the better movies I've watched this year. Better than X-Men and Da Vinci's. I've seen enough previews of Superman Returns, SHOW ME THE FKING MOVIE ALREADY! dammit. It better not be another movie to add into the 'Huge-Disappointment-After-Eager-Anticipation' Movie list, which includes X-Men3 and Da Vinci's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweden vs England in an hour. Hopefully England loses :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-115082681618153313?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/115082681618153313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=115082681618153313' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115082681618153313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115082681618153313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/06/rain-vs-sunrise.html' title='Rain Vs. sunrise'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-115043185293931213</id><published>2006-06-16T14:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:29:31.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsiderate Brat(s)</title><content type='html'>2.06PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sitting in the masters's lab, staring at my comp screen that has pen marks "artisticly" smeered all over it. Notice the inverted commas. Also notice that I mentioned that I AM IN THE FREAKING MASTERS'S LAB FOR FREAKING MASTERS STUDENT. Yet I see pen marks drawn all over the monitor and keyboard. WTF? Some ppl just never learn to respect properties of other people's shit. I seriously hope that they (he/she/it) get paint or some shit sprayed all over their coffin with no slighest bit of regret from vandalism. This stupid shit is also preventing me from using my own writing utensils, lest I'm being accused and then ended up 吃死猫 for some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-5hours of sleep each attempt and I'm in such a "wonderful" mood. Notice the inverted commas. All the stress accumulated over the days, since Tuesday I reckon, has taken its toll. My appetiteless sensation has returned, and I'm lost for words in construction of my thoughts. Screw it. I'm going to finish my project, hand it in, get over my last exam and begin my solitary confinement for dwelling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first I needa take a shit. There better be toilet paper in the freaking toilet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-115043185293931213?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/115043185293931213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=115043185293931213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115043185293931213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115043185293931213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/06/inconsiderate-brats.html' title='Inconsiderate Brat(s)'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-115030288399414349</id><published>2006-06-15T01:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T07:58:19.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on moving...</title><content type='html'>1.51AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that followed was supposed to be signs of what will happen next. Many people failed to see those signs, thus failing to see what is coming for them. Why? Some blinded by the fact that they are unwilling to accept the fact, or are just afraid about the truth, certain truths. I am both. I used to tell other people about accepting the fact and move on, don't keep dwelling on the past that is not worth your time, when the signs preceding the situation emerges and just learn to handle the eventual circumstances. I know I'm very much a 有口说人没口说自己 person. The signs laid before me were apparent, just that I kept telling myself it wasn't the case and that there's another perspective in the events. It was just a simple as it has happened, and I myself complicated it, by thinking too much. Sigh @ Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things bothering me currently. One is money. I'll have to look for a job after my exams to finance myself of the expenses over the course of June-July because my stash has been drained by the NZ trip in August and I'll be needing more for it as well. Sigh @ not being able to buy a digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly this only happened on Tuesday, which is my dismal effort at EFN505 Financial Risk Management exam paper. The hardest and earliest out of the exams that I have. I flunked it. Went up to Vlad immediately after the exam to ask for any possibilities that I can make up for that exam paper to pass this subject, like sitting for the deferred exam. The idea of staying behind for another sem just for one subject is totally nuts, and if supplementary assessment is applicable, I will have to go through all those VAR and shit again for my last shot at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, this incident has been floating around since this year, but certified as of today, which is you, and getting over you. Enough said. I'm still reluctant, and think there is still hope. Its just hard to suppress it. Sigh @ 希望越大，失望越大...Screw it. My 執着'ness and my 自欺欺人 skills are just...staggering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-115030288399414349?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/115030288399414349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=115030288399414349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115030288399414349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/115030288399414349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/06/keep-on-moving.html' title='Keep on moving...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-114940878463302483</id><published>2006-06-04T18:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T15:26:11.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival...</title><content type='html'>6.04PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging has returned now that I've quit WoW (almost 2weeks ago). Lets mark this revival celebration with one phrase that I learnt from Sze not too long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"要同一个男人相处得开心，只需了解他而唔需要爱他。。相反，要同一个女人相处得开心，你一定要爱她，但别妄想能完全了解她"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for you 'banana' people.&lt;br /&gt;"In order to interact happily with Guys, you'll just have to understand him, and not love him. On the contrary, to interact happily with Girls, you'll have to love her, because it is almost impossible to understand her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue when I have the time, which is when I'm not procrastinating about my project, and exams which are due in 2weeks' time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-114940878463302483?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/114940878463302483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=114940878463302483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/114940878463302483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/114940878463302483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/06/revival.html' title='Revival...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113928936285526805</id><published>2006-02-07T15:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:17:57.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.17PM God damn Blogger went down so I had to retype everything from scratch =.= Came to work to find out that my boss is not around. I didn't wake up at 7.30AM for this shit. Surfed every single website there is..er allowed to surf, and being the only one looking like a dumbass in the entire floor with nothing to do, staring at my screen. Visited &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; and my forecast for today was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despite the quietness of the day, you will not be bored. It's time you had a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to recap what happened during the CNY week. Apart from gambling and winning big bucks, non-stop collection of angpows, I went to Penang to visit my Dad and cousins and collected more angpows, gambled even more, gambled again when I came back to K.L., visited places, entertained visitors, had mum issues, no no that's mum's issues, ate all sorts of CNY jun....er goodies, preparing myself to die of high level sugar content because of all the packet and canned drinks that I consumed over this period, seen Graeme Souness get sacked as Newcastle manager, seen Alan Shearer score his 201st goal for Newcastle and being the top scorer for the club, reloaded my WoW after being inactive for almost a month in which I'm very glad I to say I'm back! (No WoW, No Life!), and then, it's about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture that I'm getting from you can very well be depicted from James Blunt's You're Beautiful. But when I dedicated the song to you, you seemed surprised. Were you? I don't know, from recent events and conversations, I could just feel the distance. It's cold. I certainly hope to you hear say to me "you think you're so crever" again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by: James Blunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;F**king high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you actually thinking? The past month or so have been weird. I couldn't comprehend the conclusion of events or how the situation evolved until. Am I "Just a friend"? I blame myself for not reacting in a way I should have. Things don't exactly cross my mind after I've actually thought about it over time. And then...It's not that I can't wait, I don't mind waiting, but just what is it that I'm waiting for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113928936285526805?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113928936285526805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113928936285526805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113928936285526805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113928936285526805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/02/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113881954936975671</id><published>2006-02-02T04:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:57:10.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>2.05AM. I'm in Penang now, over at my dad's place. Leaving Friday to return to K.L. and off to Johor with a couple of them for holiday. That was a problem, until it got solved today under persuasion and stuff. Then I was given another problem, a bigger shit, bout 30minutes ago. Couldn't help thinking about it. Wanted to let it all out. Sms'ed my cousin, she's sleeping. Couldn't call anyone because the bill will be a bomb, my dad would kill me. Nobody online to chat atm. OMG someone replied! Still I need let it all out. I'm gonna talk about it, on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha Learnt tons of perspective of the situation from our conversation. I needa get some things straightened out. Once I rearrange my thoughts, I'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113881954936975671?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113881954936975671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113881954936975671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113881954936975671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113881954936975671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/02/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113828908251958838</id><published>2006-01-27T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:42:31.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pig in the Dog's year.</title><content type='html'>Fengshui Si Fu 1: &lt;em&gt;Your lucky star shines and a VIP is very supportive.&lt;/em&gt; You have a chance to go on a long journey and money will come to you. However, the male pig will have a better year than the female. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not be hot-tempered or fall into the trap of the opposite sex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is a very good year for students. Be on guard against robbery attempts. Become a volunteer and do good deeds. &lt;em&gt;If you travel abroad to work, you can get a supportive VIP samaritan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fengshui Si Fu 2: This is quite a good year. Be humble and ditch that attitude (Oo). Remember that your success is due to your supporters. Without them, you wouldn't have come far. Minimise nightlife, as it can take a toll on health. Try and socialise more to build up your circle of friends and contacts. Keep out of affairs that are not your business. While there are money-spinning opportunities, there are also many chances for relationships. Take care - act and choose wisely. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not give in to any charming woman lest you court trouble for yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The female pig will stay loyal to her partner and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113828908251958838?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113828908251958838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113828908251958838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113828908251958838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113828908251958838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/pig-in-dogs-year.html' title='A Pig in the Dog&apos;s year.'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113824510563517304</id><published>2006-01-26T13:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:11:55.385+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>These are some interesting poems that caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embarrassing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My zipper is broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's bound to be joking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and normally I wouldn’t care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But today's the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am sorry to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forgot to put on my underwear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did that ever happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Thinker &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came here, To shit and stink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But all I do, is sit and think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And here I sit, broken hearted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couldn't shit, but only farted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some come here to sit and think,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some come here to shit and stink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Often I come here to scratch my balls, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and read all the bullshits on the walls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I lie in stinky vapor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;becoz some bastard stole the toilet paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall I lie, or shall I linger,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or shall I be forced to use my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite poem of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Boss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God, I beg you to give me the wisdom to understand my boss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me the love to forgive him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me the patience to understand his actions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But dear God, please don't present me strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if you give me strength,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will break his skull!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well above isn't exactly a poem, just a funny article. Would you pray for God to handle your boss? I wouldn't, because thanks to her, I've been surfing the net the WHOLE day since I came into work today. She told me that there's nothing that I can do at the moment, and hopefully the internet will keep me company until she finds me some stuff to do. She even let me off from tomorrow onwards, and only returning to work on the 7th of Feb for my Chinese New Year break, because she's on leave till then. How great is that? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read countless blogs today, all linked from 1 blog to another. From innocent 16year old girl's blog, to college rantings, to a couple's love and affection for each other, the comfort and warmth of a family's life and above all, sex blogs, or rather 18sx blogs, whichever you would call them. Some were even blocked from my network's authorization because it contains pornography. LOL. I tried to minimise my readings on those 18sx blogs because I wouldn't want my colleague or boss to just walk over and peek, "Oo Daren, watcha reading?". Worst I wouldn't want the IT Dept. guys to come to me and asking "Erm Daren, you have been surfing these particular xxx sites and its not appropriate etc etc..." Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms'ed her to see if she's free for lunch when my mum handed me the car keys because she had a lunch appointment, but no reply. Guess she's prolly busy. Then my cousin called and said he's finishing an interview with the GM, through video conferencing apparently. Off to Ampang Yong Tau Foo we went. The damn restaurant was closing for Chinese New Year, so the choice of selection was limited. When we were there, all that is left was brinjal, lady's finger, fishballs, fried dumplings and rolls. Imagine having almost 30pieces of that for just the 2 of us. They don't even have tau foos and the customer before us had the last order of vegetables. Geeez. Should've went for chicken rice instead =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've visited almost every site there is for me to visit today. Even &lt;a href="http://jetli.com/"&gt;JetLi.com&lt;/a&gt; =.= Then I came across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's Forecast:&lt;br /&gt;Building a new friendship takes time. Don't get frustrated by cancellations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;'s forecast for me today. Coincidence? hmmm. Then I realised. I can't even get an appointment made, how should I be frustrated by cancellations? And should I be more frustrated that there isn't any appointment to be cancelled? I dunno, but I'll keep trying, and try to counter it in fact. My remaining days in KL before I return to Bris is also making it harder for me. But I keep telling myself, only through hardship will you better appreciate it. Right? Maybe I'm bluffing myself. I'm still trying to get the appointment a couple of Tuesdays from now. I hate to even think about it. But I can't because I dowana be intercepted and lose my chance. But then again, once I think about it, I'll eventually imagine how will it be if the appointment is set, what am I gonna do, how will it turn out. And it will never, NEVER, not ONCE in my life that it will turn out the way I imagined/dreamed/planned. In general, since I was young, in whichever situation, I can plan what to do, what to say, how to react if certain obstruction appears, what are my backups, etc etc. In the end it will never turn out that way. That's why I always have the 'anything lar' mentality. It is just how my mind works. It is also why I always come up with spontaneous decision makings. Planned decision making never worked for me. There are always screw ups. But that's just me. Maybe that part of me will change in the future. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have Kien's words hovering in my mind. "Seriously, If she is more interested in her television program rather than going out with you, get over it and look for another. She's just not interested! Why waste your time? There are in fact so many other fishes in the water!" He said that after hearing my conversation on the phone one day, which was on loudspeaker. But I can't help it. I'm only interested in that fish! There are certain things that you'll want to say, but ain't appropriate because of the timing/situation/relationship/position that you're in, at least not yet, until the condition changes to your favour. There will also be things you'll wanna say, but if said in the wrong moment will clearly defeats the purpose of you saying it, which is almost similar to the point above. And there will even be the time when you wanna say something, but won't get a chance to do it and once the only chance to say it is gone, it will be left unsaid, maybe even forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113824510563517304?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113824510563517304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113824510563517304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113824510563517304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113824510563517304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113807971825296858</id><published>2006-01-24T15:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:25:43.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>1.06PM. What reminiscence? Sri Inai's lunch. I had my lunch in GSK's canteen again today, feasting myself with rice, curry fish, Sri Inai Style Chicken, tofus and some veges. Munching on the chicken just reminds me of the same type of chicken style that Sri Inai has been serving for lunch throughout my time there for 5 whole years, and how much we..er I hated it. It sure brings back these memories...How I've endured, how I've growned, how I've matured. Did I say mature? Hmmm Perhaps not, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch break is over, well for me at least, even though it officially ends in 30minutes, and I have nothing to do. Somebody please help me! Save me from this torment! Aid me from the ordeal I am in! God, so sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113807971825296858?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113807971825296858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113807971825296858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113807971825296858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113807971825296858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113807281299008660</id><published>2006-01-24T13:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:29:38.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Stupid</title><content type='html'>11.14PM Heard this song on my way to work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something Stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang by &lt;strong&gt;Robbie Williams Feat. Nicole Kidman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I stand in line&lt;br /&gt;Until you think you have the time&lt;br /&gt;To spend an evening with me&lt;br /&gt;And if we go someplace to dance&lt;br /&gt;I know that there's a chance&lt;br /&gt;You won't be leaving with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place&lt;br /&gt;And have a drink or two&lt;br /&gt;And then I go and spoil it all&lt;br /&gt;By saying something stupid&lt;br /&gt;Like I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;That you despise the same old lines&lt;br /&gt;You heard the night before&lt;br /&gt;And though it's just a line to you&lt;br /&gt;For me it's true&lt;br /&gt;And never seemed so right before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practice every day to find some clever&lt;br /&gt;lines to say&lt;br /&gt;To make the meaning come true&lt;br /&gt;But then I think I'll wait until the evening&lt;br /&gt;gets late&lt;br /&gt;And I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is right&lt;br /&gt;Your perfume fills my head&lt;br /&gt;The stars get red&lt;br /&gt;And oh the night's so blue&lt;br /&gt;And then I go and spoil it all&lt;br /&gt;By saying something stupid&lt;br /&gt;Like I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar? It sure does...hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, those young auditors are no longer here already =( Didn't get a chance to improve on my understanding towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw an interesting phrase from one of the figurines I came across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Since I gave up hope, I feel much better"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113807281299008660?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113807281299008660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113807281299008660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113807281299008660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113807281299008660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/something-stupid.html' title='Something Stupid'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113800583467026007</id><published>2006-01-23T18:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:49:43.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain...</title><content type='html'>4.30PM. Here I sitting down with nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGWTFBBQPWND. Just as I was going to yap about how bored I'm gonna be for the next hour, my boss walks into my cubicle and hands me another excel sheet, and I'm being told to arrange the data accordingly and sort the budget using the JDE (JD Edwards) requirement as printed out by the GM of GSK. I have to say that SAP is so much more user friendly compared to JDE (after using it for one day only though) and GSK is gonna fully implement SAP throughout 3rd quarter next year. Ah its none of my business yet anyways, better finish up my work and hopefully I can complete it before today ends. I'll prolly continue this tonight, or tomorrow when a similar situation appears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113800583467026007?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113800583467026007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113800583467026007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113800583467026007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113800583467026007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/rain.html' title='Rain...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113766825846940766</id><published>2006-01-19T20:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:49:18.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk of Life, 3rd Stage. The working life</title><content type='html'>Sleepy. I managed 8+ hours of sleep yesterday, hitting the bed at 10something. I dreamt about something, but forgotten the moment I got up. I’m getting sleepier now that I’ve done my work, but couldn’t upload it into the network drive for my boss because the LAN is down, AGAIN. I needa get occupied to prevent myself from ‘fishing’. So here I am. Had breakfast in the canteen just now, same stuff, but new company. There was this chick sitting with my mum and she was introduced as Estelle, a Singaporean here for an orientation for a pharmaceutical thingy and she’ll be here for a few days. Apparently she just graduated from some uni (I think it was Curtin) in Perth and has been there for 4 and ½ years, so maybe 1-2years my senior? Big eyes, quite a sweet smile, and girls always look older with all those make up. Then there was Benny who owns a Suzuki Swift. The car looks nice, but it seems it’s not worth the money as I was told. Maybe I could get a test drive off him. Well, he volunteered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, LAN is up… Sigh. I’ve been given more data work. Creating another template to manage the Sell-in budget for all the products in Jan’06. Looking at these numbers just dazes me. Since she said to take my time working on this, I’ll just do as she told. Managing these numbers is easy, just that creating the template for all the columns are troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was into this conversation about working life with my stepdad. It all started when I talked to my mum about how time flies when you are working. Classic example would be waking up at 7-8am, getting ready for work. Hitting lunch at 12.30 and if you have got too much work at hand, your lunch break would probably last 15minutes. Then you proceed to work your ass off until 5.30pm. There are people who get their brains squeezed till about 6-7pm. I’ve seen IT support people working till about 9pm at times because sometimes you’ll just have to get it done (Well, not only IT). Then you head for dinner, whether is it at home or eating out, but having it at home is less mind blowing. After dinner, and after a long day, you will just wanna head home, take a nice shower, get some rest, and seeing that you’ll have to get up early for work tomorrow, sleep. That routine repeats 5times a week. Then comes the mentality of ‘looking forward to Friday’ when Monday comes and ‘@#$%%^ its Monday tomorrow’ just as you’re comfortably enjoying your dinner on a Sunday night. Where is life? Eventually everyone will be part of this slaved routine. I am complaining, but it is inevitable. My stepdad then went on talking about this is just an appetizer for your working life. ‘Wait till you’ll get yr other half, and once you have Daren juniors, you can then have a taste of having your wife complaining about ABCs next to you, your children crying about DEFs behind you, and your work troubling the GHIs in your head. It’s life!’ (Well that’s not exactly what he said, just his thoughts in my words) I’m like ‘Whoa uncle! You are going way too ahead’. Then my mum went on telling everyone that I’m complaining about working life etc etc. Females. Her friend even made a comment. ‘When you have yr wife, your left hand is tied. When you have yr children, your right hand is tied. If you have more children, you can say goodbye to your legs.’ That’s exactly what he said, word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself smacked right in the middle of this conversation. OMGOMG. And NO I’m not thinking so far ahead YET. It is still 今早有酒今早醉 (Direct Translation: Today got beer, today get drunk) for me. I’m not at that stage yet. But that’s me, and I’ve just gone through my 22nd bday. Maybe I’m still a kid, and I don’t mind being one. Who doesn’t? My stepdad even went through a whole lot ‘lecturing’ me and commenting about youths, games (computer games that is) and yumcha sessions. I’m not gonna touch on that. Just different generation gaps and different mentality. But yes, I do get satisfaction from computer games, and just satisfaction alone, nothing productive (except for the strategic thinking and lightning responses involved). Don’t we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm 12.23PM. Time for lunch. More work to do when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turned the aircon off. It seems there was smoke coming out of the filter. So their solution? Instead of choking us to death, heating us to death. Had lunch with my mum’s colleagues. Found out quite alota stuff. First is that Jennifer, the person I’m under, my boss, is actually unofficially the Head of Finance in this company and she reports to the Finance Director (Malaysia and Singapore) of GSK. So I’m the ‘ma chai’ of the Head of the Department of Finance. Oo. Second is about Estelle. Apparently the entire 2nd floor (Sales and Finance department) went A Ga Ga over her when she came for briefing (She reports to my mum, incidentally). And when she went for breakfast *Ahem* with us, one by one the people went down to have a look at this ‘beauty’ that invaded GSK. Why did I say people? Because not only guys, but ladies joined the crowd in the canteen for no particular reason just to check out the ‘talk of the office’. Some bought curry puffs and Nescafes. Well, that was their reason I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy, so hot. GSK IT Dept. is upgrading the MyGSK portal to version 2. Most of the internet service is down; therefore I can’t publish this shit until they complete the implementation. From the looks of it, not today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113766825846940766?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113766825846940766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113766825846940766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113766825846940766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113766825846940766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/walk-of-life-3rd-stage-working-life.html' title='Walk of Life, 3rd Stage. The working life'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113756679423700079</id><published>2006-01-18T16:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:22:55.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Dreams come and go as you sleep through the peaceful nights after a long day, (even if its a short nap, and it depends on certain individuals on how you define short) and most of the time you probably won't remember as clearly as you dreamt about it, and even forget about it the very moment you wake up. But you knew, yesterday's dream was something. There are times where you'll remember some specific elements, maybe it’s because it contains something that you've yearned for or something so weird, or absurd as you may call it, that you'll never thought you'll dream of. There is a small possibility that you'll remember a dream as distinctly as if it really happened to you, that very moment when you woke up. One such dream happened to me yesterday, err or sometime between the early hours of the 18th of Jan, 2006. From the moment I woke up, brushed my teeth, cleaned the kennel (that includes picking up dog shit at 7am in the morning), bathed, get dressed and make my way to the office, I could clearly remember every single detail of that particular dream that I had a couple of hours ago, maybe even a few minutes earlier. It was scarred into my memory till this very moment, (err right now is 11.20am, and I'm taking a break from doing budgeting for my boss atm). I have no idea why did I remember that particular dream or nightmare as I would name it from now on, because of its unpleasantness. It seriously made me uncomfortable thinking about it, as I would get disgusted about the stuff that I did in the nightmare, and it involves a certain someone. Therefore I will not go into details. Its funny in a way because I don't think that kinda 'stuff' that happened in my nightmare will be available in a near future, or maybe it does and I don't know about it :P. Still I'm disgusted. Ergh, I'm gonna force myself to stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had dreams for the past few days, clear indication of me not having a peaceful night of rest, heheh because my definition of a night of comfortable sleep is dreamless, except for occasional 'Happy' dreams, apart from the wet ones of coz. Oh screw you. Most of my dreams have been related to the stuff that I did since I came back from Bris. It’s also a sign that I've been thinking too much, but that particular one I had last night, is totally incomprehensible. They said that the dreams you had the night before will affect the mood that you wake up in, therefore 'happy' dreams will give you a fresh start and 'unhappy' ones will leave you to a disturbing breakfast. My mood was in the latter this morning. I was so eager to call people up and talk about it but it would be deemed inappropriate, and I didn't wanna keep it inside of me, so into my deserted and neglected blog it goes. Looks like this will be the place I dump all my...unnecessary thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams really make me wonder what its purpose of its existence is. Why do dreams appear? Scientifically, I will get Wi to explain, but I'm not particularly interested in all those mumbo jumbo, not until I talk to him on msn. To me dreams happen when there is/are something/s that you can't stop thinking about, and once you sleep, your brain then pictures it out, imaginatively. Just like when you were kids, and after watching a horror movie or playing too aggressively, you'll dream about it during the night and thus, nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, I'm supposed to be creating this new template my boss given me a while ago compromising of the new 2006 budget for this company relating to the products and forecasts given by the finance department. And here I am, babbling away. But what can I do? Once something happens, I'll just keep thinking about it, non-stop. Regardless of what I'm doing, UNLESS, when I'm gaming. That's when my mind really shuts itself from the outside world. Ah I miss WoW. Missed being Inoob. Missed being with a bunch of them, gaming till our eyeballs pop out. I've not played WoW hardcore'ly since X'mas, hmm come to think about it I've not touched it for more than a week, simply because I don't have the luxury of doing so. There was just too many stuff going on. And now this, my prac training in my mum's company so that I can get at least some experience for my thesis next semester when I go back to Bris. Going back to Bris... That is just another block of wall to the stuff that is going on. Another sem to go, another 6months abroad, and if I manage to get my PR, God knows how many more years till I return. Kien yesterday said a bunch of craps, out of which only 1 or 2 are worth mentioning, and yep, he haven't changed a single bit, same applies with Gim, a bunch of bullshitters, but hey that's what we all are. He said that if there are no signs of interest in you, just screw it and move along. Why bother? It did struck me, but the more I think about it, the lesser it bothers me, maybe because of a different mentality. It did lead me to think about alota stuff, but that's beside the point. He also reminded me that since I'm gonna go back to Aus, why bother with so many things? Because I want to? I seriously dunno how to answer that question. I thought to myself, maybe I did what I failed to do it before? Although I finally did it, if the results are gonna be the same, why bother even doing it? What's the idea of it if it all boils to a pointless end? Maybe it is my inexperience that placed me into such situation. Quote" I don't mind making mistakes, as long as I don't repeat them". I sure hope I didn't. Yep it did relieve me because of the positive outcome, but my mistake it seems overstepped the border, and yep, it didn't turn out the way I expected it to. Why did that happen? Bearing in mind that I'll be going back to Aus soon? Or maybe I thought this kinda stuff just happens? It could mean something to me, but it could be an entirely different thing to others. Still, what's the point? It also occurred to me that I'm thinking too much, and the situation is actually plain and simple, and things are always never what I think it is, coz I complicate things? I don't think so, or maybe I just don't realise it, or I do it subconsciously. Or maybe it is just during this moment I'm not thinking straight. Another enemy of mine, Admittance to denial. Maybe I'm just a little bit over sensitive (Damn, I hate the way I said that). I shouldn't be. I wasn't before. I was just the 'yes means yes, no means no' and 'why think so much for? anything lar' person. I should stick back to my previous attitude of Come What May, just see how things move along and react with it and do what I wanna do. But I've been doubting that ability since...I have no idea when. Couple of years back, maybe. Yep my inexperience definitely played a big part in this. Ah, those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo it is lunch time, time to grab something to eat, and...continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from lunch. Stress. Was on the same table as my mum's boss, and the GM of this company. Well, at least they kept me company :) and I found out some interesting comments and news. Not so bad after all. Seriously the canteen needs more variety in their food selection. Reminds me soo much of Sri Inai back then. Chicken chicken and more chicken. But this canteen is much better coz at least they have fried noodles and nasi lemak, fish etc etc. Hmm It's only 1pm. 30 more minutes till my lunch break is officially over. More time for me to yap. Can't think of much to write already. I guess what I've written gotten me off the hook. Geez, all because of the lousy dream I had yesterday. Not sure whether is it a good thing or not, but I don't keep anything to myself. Whatever that comes into my mind is what I intend to say. Thoughts, that is. Keeping things inside will just make me feel uncomfortable, but it also occurred to me that maybe what I'm about to say may be uncomfortable to others, thou after saying it, relieves me. That sounds a bit too serious, but it is not. It’s just the gist of it. Haha another quote from a movie "Honesty is about what is coming from yr mind, and if you actually think about what you said over and over again, correcting it before saying it, how can you call it honesty?" A new definition of honesty. Bullshit. Yep, I'm so full of it. I can argue thou that whatever you wanna say should be done in a perfectly and coordinated fashion, and not just babble, taking into consideration the people whom are having a piece of your mind, and that they receive a piece of yr mind in the best possible way. That is often my problem. I can always think of a better way to put my thoughts AFTER I've actually said it. Except for this ONE time. Seriously, only that ONE time that I can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to know this cute auditor who has been in this company for the past week, and God knows what are they doing coz I never bothered to ask. I only know from my mum that they are 'young' auditors, helping GSK (the company I'm in) in managing certain accounts, as part of their training or preliminary work, or something like that. I will definitely find out more in a not too distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.27PM. 3 more minutes till my lunch break is over. Melissa called just now, saying she's gonna get tickets for Memoirs of Geisha this Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa: So you wanna go?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mou man tai, Count me in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.31PM. Work starts now. My boss isn't back from her lunch break yet. More time to slack. Geeez the local area network is down again, so I can't publish this post till its back up. Always occurs during this time of the day. Whatever the IT guys are doing. Hmm come to think about it, I'm not sure whether should I even publish this post. It is so unnecessary. I only wanted to write what I wanna say and without realising it, I've actually written quite alot. Just leaving it as a draft will be a waste, and I don't see the point of deleting it. There's even a small thought within me, hoping people will read this shit and actually wake me up from whatever shit I'm in (If I'm actually in one). Ah, What the heck. I'll just publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.05PM. Boss isn't back, the LAN isn't working yet, so I actually read what I've written. Seriously, it is not as serious as it sounds. I really complicate things alot. But after writing it out only I realise, what a noob I am. hahaha. I gained enlightenment the moment I read my own shit. WTF? Why think so much? Things happen for a reason and the only thing you can do is make the better out of the situation, and not lament on it. If it doesn't happen, however you force it will only make matters worst. If it happens, so be it. Time, will be your best friend. Geeez Daren, what have you become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of the stupid dream.&lt;br /&gt;Please....SoMeBoDy StOoOooOooOp MEEeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah what a day. 3 more hours till I finish work. Damn I needa sleep early tonight, I miss my '10hours of sleep daily' routine. I miss WoW. I miss end of 2005. All those, are now stored in my forever upgrading HHDD (Human Hard Disk Drive, Lame, I Know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.34PM. Hmm LAN is back online. Time to add 1 more content into this post before I publish. It’s a phrase I learnt some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"人往往会比其他生物生活得不开心, 最大的原因是应为只有人才会有无这个观念, 其他生物只会因为有而满足, 只有人会应为无而不开心. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men (Human basically) will always be unhappy compared to other living beings, mainly because only Men (Human) have the concept of 'I Don't Have'. While other living beings will always be contented with the things they have, only Men (I already said, HUMAN dammit) will always be unhappy because of the things they don't have. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to end this and impress my boss with the work that I've done. Quote "Wow Daren! Nice work. That's Fast!. OMGOMG! You're the best!" hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113756679423700079?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113756679423700079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113756679423700079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113756679423700079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113756679423700079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-dreams.html' title='My Dreams...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113099941126297875</id><published>2005-11-03T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:30:11.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Things arent just so bad...</title><content type='html'>This is a story of somebody. When somethings happen, he always think of whats the worst that could happen, and get stuck in that mentality for quite some time. Regardless of what he did, he'll just keep thinking and thinking and thinking on the situation and the limitless possibility of bad outcomes. The only way to prevent himself from being in that state of mind, is to indulge in something that will free him from that woeful delusion. Games, movies, even things that he has done before countless times. Then he'll start portraying himself into one of the characters that he has seen and thus begun his fantasy of bringing that character to life, in his imagination. In time, laziness overwhelms and he's being brought back into reality. Whenever he has nothing to do, for instance lying on the bed without the slightest chance of feeling sleepy, his brain will begin generating these thoughts again. Unless he has some other stuff to think of, it will continue corrupting his mind. That's why he hates feeling bored, having nothing to do, because that's when his mind starts to work, in an erroneous way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow what I've said contradicted with the title of this post, but I'm not done yet. However just when things are heading the way his mind depicts, the scenario revolves, and things get better. A sigh of relief flows through his breath. That's another one of his problems. Whenever there's a situation, however the outcome he imagines, it will always be otherwise. Good will become bad, vice versa. That is why he always forces himself not to think. Superstitious? Maybe. Pure coincidence? Shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only conclusion? He thinks too much. That's why he never likes keeping things to himself. That's why he likes talking and hates awkward silence. He just isn't that type of person that holds everything inside of him. His mind is too fragile to handle that complication of thoughts. But that's just him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113099941126297875?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113099941126297875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113099941126297875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113099941126297875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113099941126297875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-arent-just-so-bad.html' title='Things arent just so bad...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-113086384860211117</id><published>2005-11-02T02:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T11:16:23.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My whines...</title><content type='html'>I don't know if anybody reads this anymore...but I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;There are some things inside of me that I feel like saying it out...&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know where to put it but right here...&lt;br /&gt;Although I already mentioned some of the stuff before...&lt;br /&gt;It somehow relieves me of the things thats running inside my mind...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to keep things within me cause it just makes me wonder and wonder...&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it...Thats why I tend to look for things to do to stop me from doing these pointless wonders...&lt;br /&gt;Prolly its best to continue...&lt;br /&gt;But then again, why write it on a blog and let it be publicised?&lt;br /&gt;Why not just keep a diary where nobody can see and let it be hidden till god knows when?&lt;br /&gt;Even I do not know that...&lt;br /&gt;Prolly I just want people to know? Prolly I'm not those type who don't like to keep things to myself?&lt;br /&gt;I would like to continue...&lt;br /&gt;But there's something that I must do...&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be back..before this feeling goes away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-113086384860211117?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/113086384860211117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=113086384860211117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113086384860211117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/113086384860211117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-whines.html' title='My whines...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111333072280851491</id><published>2005-04-13T04:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:34:52.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MGN409 Assignment 1: Done</title><content type='html'>4.11AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my management subject's assignment 1, which is due on Friday 13th of April. Never expected my ass to work on it so fast but with CB quiz coming up on Thursday, I don't see why not. Another reason would be this darn book is 3days overdue. Geeeez. With my laptop under going operation in the HP's authorized service centre in Geebung (thats north, and 30minutes train ride from the city), it means that I'm in Uni at this freaking hour. Wanted to sleep after watching CSI, CSI:NY and some crime thingy on tele, but can't. How sad is that. So dragged my lazy ass into Uni to get some work done and now I'm 5hours away from my finance class. How great is that! Should I go back and get some 4hour sleep before my class? nah. Gonna fix my timing back to normal because if I go back now, I'm bound to miss the class. No normal alarm can wake me up now. Thats how bad my sleeping habit is. Hopefully I get a call from the service centre tomorrow to collect my laptop, I so wanna play WoW. They implemented a new honor system for PvP servers. So players can gain ranks by killing members of the opposition. Read it at &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com"&gt;WorldofWarcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm Bayern are playing Chelsea and Inter is entertaining AC Milan tonight. AH I know. I can go to the Casino and watch soccer. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Totally forgotten about studying for CB* How I wish. But given this condition I don't think I've enough mental strength left to study. So may as well. Went with the gang for dinner in Gaya, korean. I've had enough of korean food already. Please...no more korean food for me until further notice. I wanna eat steak :p. Just had an interesting chat with Pauline, realising the world is so small! hhahahaha and also to realise that I've not visited my friendster in ages, not to mention Circles99 of the old gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I'm up for pool in &lt;a href="http://games.yahoo.com"&gt;!Yahoo Games&lt;/a&gt;...and after the break, hopefully can get some studies later before I go for my lovely breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111333072280851491?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111333072280851491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111333072280851491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111333072280851491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111333072280851491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/04/mgn409-assignment-1-done.html' title='MGN409 Assignment 1: Done'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111278161723840620</id><published>2005-04-06T19:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:08:28.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. HDD of Compaq Presario x1075</title><content type='html'>7.48pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HDD of laptop confirmed dead. Hanged while I was installing Office into it and XP couldn't format it, saying it was corrupted. Made calls to Compaq Technical Support, and thank god my laptop was still under warranty. But, I have to send my laptop to this place called Geebung, way north. I've really no idea bout this place, only seen the station en route to Carseldine during Easter. Searching for the location online has been futile and my only hope is to get there by taxi, which will dunno cost me God knows how much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't just happening for me since end of Easter, and with my laptop dying on me, my only hope in completing my assignments and studies which is due next week, will be in uni. Luckily half of the burden was taken away today, classmate told me Econs assignment postponed a week later, and Finance mid-term will only be conducted in Week7, 18th of April (.....what a date...). So only CB quiz and Management Assignment due next week. Phew. It was not so bad after all. But imagine the feeling of me without my laptop for the next 4-5days. Oh that agonizing pain. No WoW. OMG!!!! no WoW. ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Operation Timed Out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111278161723840620?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111278161723840620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111278161723840620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111278161723840620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111278161723840620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/04/rip-hdd-of-compaq-presario-x1075.html' title='R.I.P. HDD of Compaq Presario x1075'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111266900593452205</id><published>2005-04-05T12:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T12:43:25.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut The Crap</title><content type='html'>12.22PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm back from this moment, for now. Formatting my goddamned laptop that went itu a coma yesterday while I tried to get some work done at home. Went into cardiac arrest today, and decided to go through a new brain implant. Its damn bad, even formatting it took me a while, and it still is. Lost all my mp3s, uni work that I've done in the past easter week (although not much, which is a blessing else I hafta do it again), and I need to reinstall and repatch WoW. Damned week. Going through alot of troubles for nothing. And they say things happen for a reason, and till now I've yet to find it. But I guess its those sort of experience you go through in life. Things happening for no plain reason and poor ol' lady luck had to be blamed. Thats what makes ppl stronger too I guess (Bah!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't seem to have much interest in blog'ing nowadays. 1. No camera to capture specific moments, or spontaneous moments, which my low quality nokia 7600 camera phone can't create that spark of life. 2. WoW, nuff said. 3. Blardy internet connection in Unilodge is still f*&amp;k'ed up. 4. Ain't nothing much happening nowadays. 5. Photos taken from other cameras can't seem to get in touch with me (still dangling over somebody's comp/cd/thumbdrive/hdd.)  From the way ol' prehistorical moment of Jessica's farewell, Dylan's bday,  till the latest up to date the moon discovery of easter's fishing trip. Still none of those pictures manage to get into my computer. Things aren't just happening these days. *ALERT ALERT WHIP BADLY NEEDED**SMACK*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;please&gt; *CENSORED* Blardy big spider spotted just outside my window. I think with its legs spanned straight, it'll be as big as my palm. Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its week 5 already. Finance and CB quiz next week. Management and Econs assignment due next week. And I'm here babbling bout my thoughts online. WoW needs to be thrown aside for a while till I get some work done. Finance is getting more complicated. Blowing my brains out with the formulas and stuff. Imagine doing the real taxes for financial institutions. Hmmm Its not bad ya'know here, in the Masters CLab. At least its much more civilized than the multi purpose lab below. Too bad its not open 24hours. Else I'll be camping here. Ah my laptop has finally finished its brainwashing process. Now proceeding into new brain transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a cool weather today. Rain pouring everywhere with me sheltered. I like this feeling, so...calm. Sigh, needa dl all my mp3s again. 3GB just got wasted.  YAY XP is now being installed into my laptop. That is the sign of me halting my blog'ing/babbling and getting my ass back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111266900593452205?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111266900593452205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111266900593452205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111266900593452205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111266900593452205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/04/cut-crap.html' title='Cut The Crap'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111037144039494261</id><published>2005-03-09T21:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:30:40.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Manager, IT Project Manager, and now Business Manager</title><content type='html'>9.52PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Management class for 3 consecutive semesters, although the role of the management topic I learn differs from the first sem until my masters, all 3 computes (very IT'ed now...) the same content. Now that's what you call "BORING"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First year in Aus, first semester. IT manager from the subject IT Management. The roles IT Manager plays in the organisation that interacts with CIOs, CEOs, and IT subs under them. How flexible should they be when succumbing to changes that's on-going in the IT industry and how to interact with managers from the other departments. What I've learn in that subject is that IT Managers and Business Managers don't mix that well, due to the fact each party have different preferences in their culture and work content. Business Managers, for instance managers in the Marketing and Financial department can never comprehend the decision makings and the fundamentals of the IT department, and tend to be very linear in their approach, focusing only on profits and benefits for the board of directors (isn't that we're all interested in?) and vice versa (is that so?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its IT Project Managers from IT Project Management during my second semester. Stuff dealing with IT Managers and their role in IT Projects (wtf crap?) . The content is almost similar to IT Management, except that it deals more in inter-personal skills of the IT Manager, on how to handle situations within the project and team management. Then we learn on the difference between projects and how to rate a successful project, such as delivering on time, within budget and something else. That is only project management success. We also have project success, a determinant that rates the success of the project as a whole, accomplishing its task. Then we have the success of the project for the organisation, on whether the organisation benefits from the project. Now that is a whole lot of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this sem, for my masters, is moving into another direction. Intro to Management now brings me the role of a Business Manager. (Oh and I woke up late for that subject. Class was at 6pm, I got in by 7. Was sleeping the whole afternoon since my finance class because I was awake the entire night. Damn.) So far lectures brought to me a similar content to the above, such as the factors that managers face within the organisation, how decision making is being conducted from the top management level to lowest line managers of the organisation,and draws the attention of the business society. OMG! 2nd and 3rd assessment was discussed (disgust), and it covers the processes in the organisation, and in groups of 3, write a report of 2.5k words that studies the organisation of the real world. 1st assessment is based on the case study of Porsche (fancy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you call flexibility. :P. But I'm really kinda sick of management subjects already. Not that I hate them or what, its just studying the same content over and over is...not right. Anyway Finance however, is a different story. I really enjoyed my Finance class this morning. All on calculation and formulas that computes the firm's present values and future values. Some parts in which is quite confusing, the rest are all, sweet! Its been a while since I've got exposed to some calculation and formulas (since add maths in high school that is) so it does take time to adjust into that environment. I'm really going to enjoy this subject with much to practice. (I certainly hope so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay now to update on some blogs. &lt;a href="http://unimated.blogspot.com"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; changed his blog, so has &lt;a href="http://chocaholicfreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;SzeYin&lt;/a&gt;. Drie got his blog violated. Hmm.. thats bout it. Thats bout enough for today, gonna have a few rounds of WoW before I hit the sack. and SHIT! I missed this week's episode of Without A Trace. Damnit. Oh anybody got any nice Bit-torrent sites to recommend? Suprnova.org has been closed and some of my known sites have been deleted as well. Anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111037144039494261?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111037144039494261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111037144039494261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111037144039494261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111037144039494261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-manager-it-project-manager-and-now.html' title='IT Manager, IT Project Manager, and now Business Manager'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111029359424507194</id><published>2005-03-09T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:57:16.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Into My Second Week...</title><content type='html'>12.24AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WoW into weekly scheduled 4hour maintenance. Gets me off the game once a while to focus on what I needa do tomorrow. So its a good thing :p. Came back from Econs class just now. Another 'Lecturer-not-so-prepared-and-stuttering-throughout-without-us-understanding' class. I thought that'll only happen in the first class. Tutorial was bad. He seems to be talking to himself. Its gonna be bad. Some questions went unanswered, partly because he went into a different 'channel' for some of them. No use talking about them on the blog, it takes a long time to explain the terms and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to prepare for tomorrow morning's lecture and tut, only to realise that is not necessary. And with a 9am class tomorrow morning, I really should be going to bed at this instant. BUT~ as always, its just too early for me to sleep. Downloaded all assessments for the first half of this sem. Finance has 1 midterm exam, and 1 final exam for assessments. Not bad. Consumer Behaviour is all assignments based with 2 quizzes. Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ain't nothing to talk about these few days because, really, nothing much happened. Made a couple of frens, dinners and living on the healthy diet Oh and 1 more thing. Many of you eat TimTams rite? That chocolate biscuit thingy. Yeah now comes with all sorts of flavors. Caramel..bla bla bla. And recently, Chilli Flavour. Can you believe what it'll taste like? Chocolate biscuit with chilli flavour. Haven't tasted it though, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;Dylan&lt;/a&gt; bought it, you can ask him. Anyway enought babbling. I'm off. Nothing to crap about. I'm really getting very irritated with this stupid internet connection that is so blardy slow. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111029359424507194?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111029359424507194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111029359424507194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111029359424507194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111029359424507194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/03/into-my-second-week.html' title='Into My Second Week...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-111003278091471528</id><published>2005-03-05T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:26:20.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset, Gerby's Farewell and Trade Secret, Okay!</title><content type='html'>12.01AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish unpacking my stuff that returned to me from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/smiley_ice00"&gt;Jane's&lt;/a&gt; place. Didn't realise I had so many leftovers. It was hell, but thanks to &lt;a href="http://bananashiet.blogspot.com/"&gt;UMing&lt;/a&gt;, phew. Before that made a trip to the Airport to see &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; off, whom I think just boarded the plane en route to Malaysia. She couldn't stay much longer cause she wasn't studying and the rest was history. Had dimsim (Aussie term for Dimsum) this morning as farewell for her departure. Had a couple of moments, okay. &lt;a href="http://daphondablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daph&lt;/a&gt; then took us, well priority went to Gerby, to Trade Secret all the way in the suburb Alexandria Hills, okay. Ladies and Kids items were like 50% off the discounted price, meaning another 50% off. Lucky them. Wasn't too bad for mens' apparel, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Caesars in the city yesterday night, which &lt;a href="http://daphondablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daph&lt;/a&gt; dubbed as &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com/"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; last nite out. There was a foam party going on and we only knew bout it after paying the cover charge. Kids were like jumping up and down with bikinis and shorts. It was an eye opener for me! okay. Too bad no photos were taken. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay went for my Management and Consumer Behaviour class on wed nite and thurs nite. Management was particularly boring, but the lecturer made the class entertaining. CB was interesting, as some would say particularly easy. We'll see bout that. Entire class was swarmed with Azns, almost 70-80%, okay. And among them, were lots of Thais. Yeah They just went 'Kap Kap Kap Kap Kap Kap' during break and after class. Gotta look for a nice partner for assignment one for this subject. Hopefully can get a nice partner, if you know what I mean, okay. Its all about reports and research, and the entire subject is coursework based, no exams. How sweat, err I mean sweet. Kinda looking forward for my tutorials next week, especially for my finance class. How weird of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough babbling bout 2nite, gonna get some rest. Been out the whole day, okay! LOL anyway this post getting way off hand. Oh photos will be coming in the next time. My grad photos and other photos taken at the airport today as well, thats if Rox sends the photos to me in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios....Okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-111003278091471528?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/111003278091471528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=111003278091471528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111003278091471528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/111003278091471528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunset-gerbys-farewell-and-trade.html' title='Sunset, Gerby&apos;s Farewell and Trade Secret, Okay!'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-110973094952617493</id><published>2005-03-02T12:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T15:57:21.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Availability Reinserted</title><content type='html'>12:07PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup Peps! Wow its been more than 3 months since my last post, well mostly due to my return to KL during the summer and my unsettling condition since my return to Bris. Everything is cool now and this blog will now resume function. No I've not forgotten bout this blog, as many would say I acted busy and bla bla bla (LOL), its mostly because of my laziness back in KL to update this blog and more importantly, WoW prevented me in doing so. Enough of that crap, now let me update YOU on my current situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated from QUT already, which Bachelor of Information Technology majoring in Information Systems on the 15th of Feb, or known as 5th day in Chinese New Year. Chinese New Year in KL wasn't too bad, although ang pows were less cause I didn't do much visiting, still its not too bad. When I came back, lots of stuff got in the way. First was my application for my Masters, which they said that nobody received my faxed application, so I had to re-aply 3days before my return to Bris. Then when all my application was settled, I couldn't move into my place yet, which is Unilodge Brisbane right smack in the city because I'd no money to pay. Dad hadn't transfered the money therefore I'd to wait until the money got transfered before I can actually pay up my acceptance offer from QUT and my application in Unilodge. In the mean time I stayed in &lt;a href="http://unimated.blogspot.com"&gt;Hanz's&lt;/a&gt; place until last Thursday, where I moved in officially in my Room 1101 in Unilodge. The place is not too bad, although cookings have to be done in the common level, Level 4. Laundries as well, Aud2.20 per wash and per dry. By then I paid for my acceptance offer already and my CoE was generated. PHEW~! Finally a sigh of relief. I'm now officially a Masters Of Business student in QUT, majoring in Applied Finance. Even my student card was promoted to Masters Student. (Woooo...nothing to shout about...really...:p) So far meet only 1 fella who stays just opposite of my room, an exchange english student who is studying Law in QUT, Michael. Chances to meet others will come in the future. Then I got con'ed by Unilodge on Saturday where I realised that the internet connection I applied was actually 480kb....where KB stands for Kilo BITS...and not Bytes. And 480kBITs is actually equivalent to 60kBYTES. Can you believe that? No wonder my WoW latency rose all the way up to 700ms+ and I've been experiencing 1.3kms minimum for the past few days. How the hell will I be able to play smoothly that way? Came the complain mail to the Technical Support team and their reply was Unilodge Brisbane will be upgrading their bandwidth ETA 4th March. Okay thats not too bad. Hopefully speed smoothens. I definitely can't put up with the frequent disconnection. Kay, enought bout Unilodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went for my first class yesterday night, Managerial Economics. Learn whole lot bout economics and the prospective of economics in the future, what is economics, micro/macroeconomics and the difference between positive and normative economics. Not bad. Kinda like that subject BUT I felt that the lecturer wasn't prepared for the lecture what so ever because he was stuttering all along the way. If this continues it'll be bad news. Then it was today, a 9am class of Managerial Finance. Guess what? I woke up late. My alarm was suppose to go off by 8am but when I saw the time, it was 9.38am. FARK! Made my way to class by 10am. Missed first half of the class which fortunately for me, was just introduction and definition of some financial terms. Learned bout equity and assets and debts and financial security and shares and Time Value Money and a whole lot of calculative stuff. More on calculation next week. I will definitely enjoy this subject. Needa get a calculator prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another class to attend today, Intro To Management, a freaking 3 hour lecture which ends at 9pm. Hopefully its not a boring class. My timetable is not too bad, Tuesday night, Wednesday morning + night and Thursday night. So far more than half of the class is asian. Seen alot of Thai students. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! I just saw an ad on worms growing in bodies and emerging in odd places. Emerging Snatches on 9.30 thursday. EWWWW...gross. Gonna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats bout it for today. Gonna settle some immigration stuff today and hopefully get a 2 year extenstion so that there will be less hassle bout it in the future. Blast my phone that got haywired since last month where the interface just goes off but its actually on. Gonna see if its actually worth fixing cause I'm gonna actually end that contract soon. I'll see what can be done. So no pictures for this blog until I get my camera mailed over or my phone fixed. Will post pics on my graduation on the next blog. Meeting &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; up at Hungry Jacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-110973094952617493?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/110973094952617493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=110973094952617493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110973094952617493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110973094952617493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2005/03/availability-reinserted.html' title='Availability Reinserted'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-110156391841494354</id><published>2004-11-27T23:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T23:58:38.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Unavailability</title><content type='html'>11.55PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peps. Was away in the coasts the past few days for hols, thus explaining the temporary silence that cursed the blog in the past week. Just got back from dinner at West End, after dropping Kien, his bro and Goh off to the airport and watching National Treasure. Won't be blogging much for today cause I'm really really exhausted from the last week's outing. Once I get my sufficient rest and when those pics are ready, I'll reinsert life into this blog. Just a lil more patience peps. Cheers.&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/8169815-110156391841494354?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/110156391841494354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=110156391841494354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110156391841494354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110156391841494354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/temporary-unavailability_110156391841494354.html' title='Temporary Unavailability'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-110076595006829130</id><published>2004-11-18T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T18:58:11.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Warcraft</title><content type='html'>5.43PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my third paper, IS Consulting. 9 questions for 100 marks. If those were short answer questions, I'll probably get full marks. But thats not always the case, and reality is, questions that ask for definition and provide full description on discussion. Therefore crapping mode is activated again. But this time crapping mode didn't get me far, because my answers were turning in circles. Ah I don't even know what I'm talking about now. Try to imagine how my paper would've been. Ok...there's another paper, FINAL paper tomorrow at 8.30AM and the only preparation I did was bout a week ago before all my exams started. Now I needa recap everything within 6-7 hours. Why? Because I needa sleep. Rest my computer for a while before installing stuff again. Don't wanna overheat my harddisk. Dowana be like &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; liddat, the sudden threat of losing the laptop, fortunately..he recovered. So not much crap for today, just pictures of &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com"&gt;WoW&lt;/a&gt; screenshots I made during my day long indulgance yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me lying down, resting and playing dead. Hey..I AM UNDEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow2.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the result of server lag, and me waiting to cast that frost spell onto the humanoid. Undead and Human don't mix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow3.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a poor dead body that's hung up the tree. All so cruel undead, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow4.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one cursed undead. Those still bound by the Lich King's scourge. So I'll hafta kill it to free them off their sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow5.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another poor soul. Hey this was taken outside the humanoid's outpost. They ARE KILLING THEIR OWN KIND! Wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow6.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's me scouting for humaniods to kill. Those down there are level ??. Meaning way above me. That place there is a Monastery, where they worship some human god in WoW. Gonna tear that place down when I come up to level. Some humans just out of that place, and because I'm in the PvP server, we, the Hordes are suppose to kill the Alliances. Therefore I told everyone that humans have invaded so come and wipe em out. It was awesome. Those opposing players went swearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow7.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is a picture of me underwater, swimming. Look at those fishes over there. Feel like fishing and cooking something to eat. Even though everything tastes like ashe when I put it in my mouth, still its fun, learning how to cook and fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. Btw, I'm on server 27, PvP server. I've another character on 18. Another PvP but haven played that yet. This open beta server is until 23rd of Nov, so don't have much time to play. Gonna buy it when its officially on sale. Thats it, I'm gonna hit the sack, Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-110076595006829130?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/110076595006829130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=110076595006829130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110076595006829130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110076595006829130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/world-of-warcraft.html' title='World of Warcraft'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-110060599486923300</id><published>2004-11-16T19:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:53:14.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Summer...</title><content type='html'>7.27pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours after my second paper today, BSA. The paper was not too bad, just didn't know wtf I was crapping about for question on class diagram and statechart. 15marks. Prolly get 5. Some questions were at my finger tip and yet I couldn't recall it. That's when I started my 'crappin mode' (its not like it was off, if u know what I mean). Didn't actually gave my all prior to the exam, this paper I mean. All because of the introduction of WOW. &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com"&gt;World Of Warcraft&lt;/a&gt;. Joe came over and copied everything single thing into my computer and thats when I installed &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/"&gt;World Of Warcraft&lt;/a&gt; and never took my eyes of it. Only occasionally, to write some notes, trying to actually STUDY when my guilt overcame me. That was yesterday, and my preparation for BSA was actually 'not armed, quarterly prepared'. Came the break of day only I dragged myself out of &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/"&gt;World Of Warcraft&lt;/a&gt; to concentrate on my studies, partly due to me taking it for granted because I know most of the stuff in BSA during my diploma/h.diploma days. Then it was time for me to sleep, because the paper was at 8.30AM, which is bad news. 4hours of sleep and 6hours of combined effort in studies and WOW, It was showdown. I thought the occasional switch into WOW during the break of dawn will eventually kill me, however that wasn't the case. Managed to stuff everything, will almost everything possible into my brain and off I went, half armed, 3quarterly prepared. It wasn't so bad, cause most of the stuff I manage to memorise, only some of em was lost in action somewhere within my brain. Overall, didn't screw up much. That was my 2nd paper. My first paper was actually better, both in terms of preparation and difficulty of the paper itself. Enterprise System. Although &lt;a href="http://www.ragnarok.com.au"&gt;Ragnarok Australia&lt;/a&gt; came into action during that preparation, the temptation was not as strong as WOW. Still manage to prevent RO from taking over and concentration on ES. There was also credits for the lecturer, who gave us the 'all so accurate' tips for the exams. Equipped with those tips, a little motivation and determination, together with sprinkles of concentration, the effort for my preparation of ES paid off. The paper was actually quite, and I mean quite simple. Not the toughest I've had. Anyway now that 2 is gone, another 2 awaits. Thursday and Friday. Back to back. Thank God that IS Consulting on Thursday doesn't require that much of studies, but ITPM will definitely kill me. That whole subject really screwed up. Quite a number of my assignments this sem screwed up. Well all my incourse results was published prior to the commencement of my exams, therefore giving me a glimpse of some predicted results that awaits. ES got 36/50. 2nd assignment was not satisfactory. Followed everything in the requirements and yet the marks was bad. So getting 7 (which I initially predicted) would be getting full marks for the exams....OMG! yeah 7 = High Distinction, 85%. Its not like I wanna target 7 or what, but just simply calculating. Don't get me wrong. Put that aside and I have BSA. 40/50. Not that bad, assignments was all satisfactory. Expected results from the expected effort. Getting a 7 for that requires 45/50 from my exams. Sigh. Judging from today's performance? Nah... Now we move onto IS Consulting. The best incourse this semester. 60/75. We lost most of the marks in the workshop but still manage to pick some up from the assignments. Getting 7 for that? another full marks from my exams. WTF???? Apparently the lecturer said that students who already passed the incourse doesn't have to actually sit for te exams, and because of that he is gonna increase the grading scheme for this subject to actually encourage students to sit for the exams. WTF??????? Okay now to the worst subject, ITPM. Total incourse of 46/70. Damn bad. Getting 7? Out of the question, because it can only be achieved by getting 40/30 for the exams. Yes 40/30. Getting Distinction, 6, 75% would mean getting full marks. Oh...My...God. It seems the highest in our class got 58.8/70. hmmm 46/70 and 58.8/70...thats not that far...rite? BAH! Okay enough of my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm its been so long since my last update. Yeah, studies....yes STUDIES have been clouding my mind, with the occasional gaming and some other mind relaxing activity going on. Went to Sunny Bank last sunday for buffet. Some of them wanted to swim, initially I was interested, and when I thought about my paper on tuesday (BSA incase you haf short term memory load) and I haven't actually started it. Most of them finished their exams last friday, Brian, Joe (not the Joe I mentioed above...another Joe) and even Sebas and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; completed almost 3/4 of their papers. ME? I just started mine. They even called for drinking at Sebas's place on friday, a sorta celebration for Brian, Joe (No no not the one above) and Shiho for completing their exams. All of us, celebrated for them. Can you believe that? However, that night showed some funny moments, Jason started to act weird after 3-4cups, Peter did some 'drunken fist' stunt with Sean, and to fall flat when Brian attempted for a 'carry-behind-the-back'. But there were only laughters. Compliments of the influence of alchohol. There were photos, but all in Shiho's computer. So update those later. Ok its damn hot now, my computer its heating up and I've to cool it with my fan, instead of me enjoying some breeze. Poor &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; got his laptop hdd fried. Came back today and he said he's laptop something wrong, only to be certified while I was WOW'ing. After 2 full days of Need For Speed Underground 2, the hdd committed suicide. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; gave me this link. A Damn funny comedian called Russell Peters, indian fella. Great voice impersonation. Get a load of it. Oh and its a Real Player file, and you cant save it as it opens directly from the link. If u manage to figure a way to save it, would you let me know? I wanna keep a copy of that. Its really hilarious. I've not laugh like that since William Hung audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rack1.nethosters.com/~charles/russell/russell.ram"&gt;http://rack1.nethosters.com/~charles/russell/russell.ram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it, I'm fried. I needa take a shower and then proceed to slumber. Slept for only 4 hours last nite to catch up for BSA. Came home today at 2 and WOW'ed my way till 2 hours ago when the internet connection became troublesome. It has been disconnecting the past few days due to some unknown reasons. I keep saying its a sign, a sign for us to study. LOL. See....the connection is down again. I've to wait until the connection is back up before posting this blog. I'm gonna bathe in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go off, I'll upload some pics of the WOW online game. Liked the environment, liked the gameplay and liked almost everything in it. RO can't be compared at all. There's an alliance of human, dwarfs, night elves and gnomes. Then there is the horde of orcs, undead, trolls and the big wolf guy (forgotten its name). There are 2 worlds. 1 is normal environment where players can just team up to complete quests and fight their way through the worlds, or PvP, where players are thrown into the world where Alliances vs the Horde. So if you are an undead, and you see an opposing human running infront of you, you smack the s*%t out of him. Vice versa. Too bad the open beta is only gonna last until 23rd of Nov. Because then the payment server will be out, and Joe (yes, he is the 1 mentioned on the top) said its gonna cost aud80+ for the whole set which includes 1 month subscription, and monthly top ups are 15US. I'll prolly go back to KL to buy it. But I wanna play it. Its the 'best of breed' online game in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic shows me, an undead mage throwing the fireball spell against the mob (monsters). Damn cool graphics within a 3D environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/wow1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats even cooler is when I die. I become a ghost and wander around until I find my corpse to be resurrected. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh the connection is not up yet. Looks like I'll hafta postpone this posting until tomorrow, or when I wake up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG HOT!!! HOOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-110060599486923300?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/110060599486923300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=110060599486923300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110060599486923300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/110060599486923300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-summer.html' title='Welcome Summer...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109986803240884996</id><published>2004-11-08T07:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T10:41:30.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Getting Things Right...</title><content type='html'>7.30AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting some normal slumber nowadays. Been sleeping from 8-10pm till 4-6am the past few days and getting some studies in my head. Just completed ITPM yesterday. Gonna make another revision for it today before commencing on Enterprise Systems. I reckon three days berserking on that subject will be sufficient. Watched 2 movies the past 2 days. Both psychological dramas. Really confusing and makes you think throughout the movie on what the heck are you watching. First was Collateral and then The Manchurian Candidate. I prefer the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/collateral-800_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.collateral-themovie.com"&gt;http://www.collateral-themovie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is about a taxi driver Max (Jamie Foxx), being at the wrong place at the wrong time, a collateral when he was approached by Vincent (Tom Cruise), a contract killer. 5 stops of brutal murder and Max is being pushed to the limit where he finally decides confront Vincent. Really alot of conversation going within the entire 2hour show, and if you miss a part, or you are confused with a particular scene, you may end up snoring for the remainder of the movie. The camera movements of the movie was actually making my head dizzy and I had to move a few sits behind to calm my brain for the moment. Overall I think the story is good and complimented by some good acting. Makes me wonder about alot of things, like being at the wrong place at the wrong time, as I've always said 'Its fate'. Then its up to you to make the better of things, to improve on the situation where you will not be manipulated by the consequences of being a collateral. LOL this made me thought of &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung's&lt;/a&gt; case where he was confronted by a chinese girl in Uni accusing him of stealing her phone. Although that may be an exaggeration of being a collateral, but yeah, probably he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Haha. Go read it in his blog. Funny scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/manchurian_index_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.manchuriancandidatemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.manchuriancandidatemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was The Manchurian Candidate. A remake of the 1969 (or some year) classic that featured Frank Sinatra. Its about Major Marco (Denzel Washington) having weird dreams of the incident that happened during his military service in Kuwait where they were ambushed and what he perceives as Sargant Shaw (Liev Schreiber), Sargant Raymond Shaw, Raymond Prestice Shaw (hahaha watch the movie and you'll know what's with the repetition of his name) single handedly eliminates the opposition and salvaging the entire unit from harm's way. Years later and Shaw runs for vice-presidency under the guidance of his overbearing mother, Senator Eleanor Shaw (Meryl Streep). Major Marco then conducts an investigation, a paranoid investigation as they called it and stumbles upon conspiracy involving illegal medical experimentation of the brain washing technique to make Shaw the President of the United States, as part of the political 'puppet leader' of an organization called Manchurian Global. The finale of the movie portrays how one can be connected to another individual through a special bond, a bond that even the brain washing technique couldn't erase. If there is a hero and villian of this movie, Denzel Washington will be the hero and Meryl Streep will be the villian. You can see in the movie to the extend the overbearing mother in controlling and protecting the son with drastic measures. Then you'll sit there thinking "Holy shit! Luckily my mum ain't like that!" Another intelligent triller with good performances by the cast. Another show that caught my brain cells ticking. Imagine how will far will technology takes us until the time comes. It is really horrifying to think of the usage of medical advancement in the future. Try to imagine you could actually change, erase and even create memories and the past of a human being, ultimately changing his/her character and personality to fit in a desirable manner. Of course, there are certain memories that some of you would like to erase, but it is those memories that gives you the experiences, the maturity of a growing mind. How I wish that I could change some memories of mine in the past, correcting mistakes of the results of stupidity, carelessness and foolishness, but it is those mistakes that makes you stronger and gives you strength, and it is those strength that makes you a better person! (Part of them copied from what Hinata said to Naruto :p) Ok back to brain washing technique. Most of the movies depicts the governments extend of authority, or even private organization, the power they would like to achieve. What do powerful men/women wants? More power. But when they finally achieve that power, they tend to misuse it. That is where things go wrong, goes horribly wrong. Of course that is not up to me to decide. And all those mentioned in the movies are entirely, well not entirely but partially fictional. BUT! there is a possibility of it happening. We just don't know when will it be happening and whether will it actually happen to us. Maybe to our grandsons/granddaughters and the generation beyond. Who knows? Who can predict the future? If there is somebody who can sees the future or even predict the future, who would want to know the future? Many people says that ignorance is bliss. Do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa that is a whole bunch of crap. OMG I've actually watched movies during exam week. How great is that? But yeah, we actually need relaxation. We can't possibly study till yr brains juices go dry. You need to relax before you can continue further. That sheer determination that enables you to archieve the ever impossible. (WTF?) Anyway before actually watching The Manchurian Candidate, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; dropped an offline msg saying he will be going to watch Shall We Dance with the girls. I was like huh? What girls? As I know most of them will be studying and would they wanna watch? Then when I heard IT IS TRUE! Unexpected of course. Then &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; said that Jane just woke up (3pm at that time) and she doesn't wanna watch already. Expected (NATO hahahaha). Then when I said I wanna watch The Manchurian Candidate, Gerby says she don't want to watch. Expected, cause she's not into that type of movies. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; says he wanna study. So ended up, Hanz and I. And Hanz made it sounded like a whole group of people. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT! written so much already. Damnit, I'm hungry now. Just had crumplets and I'm still hungry. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; woke up already. I think I better prepare something else for breakfast. If not I won't be able to grasp ITPM into my database. That is after GB'ing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109986803240884996?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109986803240884996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109986803240884996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109986803240884996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109986803240884996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/finally-getting-things-right.html' title='Finally Getting Things Right...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109959504450736751</id><published>2004-11-05T04:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T05:16:37.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spagetti Carbonara and Cheese &amp; Chives Dipping</title><content type='html'>4.25AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Note: 7 more days to EXAMS!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is 4.25AM and I'm still awake. Intended to sleep almost 2 hours ago but my mind wandered and couldn't make my passage to dreamland. Got up and decided to get some ITPM information into my head instead. LOL Stupid ol' &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; is in uni studying. Can't believe people actually camp in uni to study. How can that be compared to the comfort of studying at yr own home? But you'll have to take away all the temptations, such as TV, VCDs, Games, Computer, Bed, Kitchen, Fridge, Birds chipping outside your room, Disturbing housemates, the internet, bags of potato chips in the cupboard, por.....*AHEM* and stuff liddat. But how can that be compared to the boring ol' walls of the lab in the university?!?! Don't understand these ppl. Looks like Hanz learned his lesson since he's been complaining so much. Don't worry mate, your house is just 1 hour away from Uni, walking distance that is. Its not like you've not done it before, right? LOL. OMG now I'm wasting my time crapping and not studying. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway made some spagetti just now as said in my previous post. This is actually a simple meal and there's nothing special about it. So keep the comments to yourself. *Sarcastic look* Ok. Here's the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you prepare the ingredient for your spagetti. Its actually up to you. It can be ham, minced pork, sausages, mushrooms, onions, capsicum (green pepper), garlic, butter, kitchen utensils, cook bo...nah... the spagetti sauce, and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fry everything there is to fry. Ham, mushrooms, minced pork, sausages, onions, capsicum and beef if you haf em. Gerby don't eat beef, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Heat the pan up. You can either use oil or butter. In this case we used butter. Fry the garlic (its optional) and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour in the Sauce. Here the sauce. Leggo's Carbonara Pasta Sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once you think its hot, add all the fried ingredient. Mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the boiled spagetti as well. Mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VoiLa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to be served...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it go? I actually think it's abit salty. Maybe all those ham and sausage and minced pork added to the saltiness. And there was too much onion. Gerby says the carbonara sauce ain't strong enough. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the chef. ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The associate chef, &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 2nd Chef in command. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt;. Erm..he's actually sleeping at that moment, so the a snap of the area outside his room will do. Can't really go in and snap his sleeping photo. He'll trash me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Hhahahaha stupid &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; just made a funny statement of the discussion we had. Quote" 15 minutes gone (oh maybe they're busy).. 30 mins.. (cmon guys)... an hour (sob sob).... 3 hours... (try to cut himself)" Hhahahahaha. Good one &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt;. Hmm you sound so pitiful in Uni at the moment. Unable to surf 'things', nothing to see, can't concentrate, hungry and tired. And since I can't show you the webcam because of the stupid firewall in the uni's network, the pictures below are dedicated to you. This was something that I just had a couple of minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Copy%201%20of%20Image226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Cheese &amp;amp; Chives dipping by Coppercot Dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Copy%201%20of%20Image227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is CCs's Tasty Cheese Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Copy%201%20of%20Image228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip IT! Yum Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howzat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109959504450736751?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109959504450736751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109959504450736751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109959504450736751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109959504450736751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/spagetti-carbonara-and-cheese-chives.html' title='Spagetti Carbonara and Cheese &amp; Chives Dipping'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109956671330694756</id><published>2004-11-04T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T21:25:02.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Facts</title><content type='html'>8.04PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note this post may be a little bit sexually offensive and rather sensitive, but it's general knowledge for both Man and Woman. If you are really that innocent and does not wish to be exposed to such information...then its too bad. For those who are simply curious? Dig in...LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received alota comments on my wig earlier today. Really gave me a good laugh. Anyway just came back from China Town buying groceries. Another hot day. Bought ingredients to cook pasta tonight. Carbonara sauce, sausages, ham, spagetti, and a whole lot of sh..*AHEM* other stuff. Then webcam'ed with &lt;a href="http://tubejenn.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenn&lt;/a&gt;. Oh she's a lil bit chubby already (LOL Ah Fer...) She told me something funny. But then again. Its not really funny but the way she put it, was hilarious. She kept asking bout it so i decided to conduct a research on it. So here's the case. Her friend woke up one night and couldnt sleep again. She asked him what happened. He was embarrased at first but finally blurted out. Apparently he woke up with the sticky'ness feeling from his erm..manhood. He's excuse was Girls/Female/Women have their period every month. Guys/Boys/Male/Men on the other hand, who are not sexually active actually experiences uncontrolled ejaculation from their manhood during sleep. So does that happen? I told her it happens to Guys/Boys/Male/Men who reaches &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/puberty.htm"&gt;puberty&lt;/a&gt; and experience changes in hormones. Then she said he is actually 25. Okay. Maybe he doesn't go through the self-satisfaction process a.k.a. &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/masturbation.htm"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt; and is really sexually inactive. So I decided to search for information on this topic. Sexology. (Read the story at &lt;a href="http://tubejenn.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenn's&lt;/a&gt; blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I typed Premature Ejaculation in the ever 'powderful' &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;. A whole lot of information on premature ejaculation came up. For those who are really interested in this field can check this site out &lt;a href="http://www.4-men.org/prematureejaculationcorrection.html"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; It tells you everything you need to know on correcting the premature ejaculation Guys/Boys/Male/Men experiences. Also includes enhancement for those who wishes to improve on their performance. For those who really have no idea what I'm talking about (erm..), go have a read at it &lt;a href="http://www.4-men.org/prematureejaculationcorrection.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; It is an interesting site that adds humour into their advices. I'm not going to go into detail about that because that's not the main purpose. For those eager to know, read it yourself. Don't be shy, c'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to search for another keyword. Wet Dreams came into mind. VIOLA! Exactly the information I wanted. I actually thought wet dreams is just dreaming of something sexual during sleep. Then I realised its actually a term. Nocturnal Emissions. Here's the definition. "A 'wet dream' is the uncontrolled ejaculation of semen from the penis during sleep." What causes 'wet dream'? "Wet dreams are caused by sexual excitement from dreams, and or by physical stimulation like rubbing against blankets, the bed, or a full bladder. It is very normal!" (*laughs* stimulation from blankets? hahahahha) Okay 'wet dreams' actually happen to Guys/Boys/Male/Men who reaches puberty and experience changes in hormones. What is puberty? Puberty is the period of time when children begin to mature biologically, psychologically, socially and cognitively. Wanna know more information about it? Read it &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/puberty.htm"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; So what does 'wet dreams' actually mean? 'Wet Dreams' are a normal part of many changing things in the human body during puberty. Not all boys experience that but that is okay, it doesn't mean there is anything wrong with you. If do you experience it, it just means that your body is maturing sexually, a step towards adulthood. Wet dreams can be reduced by becoming more sexually active or by masturbation. I'll get to that later. However you may still experience 'wet dreams' after all those activities mentioned, that just means that you have a higher sexual requirements. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to masturbation. What is masturbation? Masturbation can be defined as self-stimulation to cause sexual sensations. The use of the word masturbation usually suggests that the person is manipulating his or her genitals to the point of intense pleasure or orgasm. What is orgasm? sigh...Orgasm is period of intense excitement in which genital muscles enter in to a series of highly-pleasurable contractions or movements. In Layman's term, its the 'High' feeling you achieve after sexual pleasure. Geez... Masturbation can actually involve another person, but most of us think of it as a private act. Most surveys suggest that approximately 94% of teenage males "admitted" that they masturbated and about 70% of teen females "admitted" to this also. Of course, the subject of masturbation was taboo years before the United States was created. All kinds of chastity belts and other devices were used to prevent masturbation, probably as far back in history as you can go. This will vary from culture to culture. There's even a teaching in masturbation. Yes. In the 1970's and 1980's, a woman named Betty Dodson, Ph.D., achieved much fame in her approach to masturbation. She actually held classes for women to teach them how to masturbate. She thought that in order for women to overcome certain degrees of repression that she believed were instilled by the church, women needed to learn how to "celebrate" their bodies. (OMG). Anyway there are actually masturbation myths, that actually prevents ppl from doing so. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Masturbation isn't "real sex" and only losers masturbate."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not true. According to some sexuality experts people who masturbate tend to function better sexually when with a partner since they know their own body and have fulfilled sexual expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you masturbate you will go blind or bald or get acne or hair on your hands -- or lots of other anomalies.&lt;/strong&gt; None of these have any basis in truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People in relationships or married don't masturbate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wrong again. (Many couples masturbate mutually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Masturbation will stunt your growth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nice try, but wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If you masturbate you'll never be able to have children”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is just not true, who started this myth? If that was true none of us would be on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;(Information taken from &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/masturbation.htm"&gt;http://www.coolnurse.com/masturbation.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the myths, there are also benefits from masturbation. Yes. It is exactly what I typed. Benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Masturbation can help relieve stress and:&lt;br /&gt;-Relieve menstrual cramps&lt;br /&gt;-Help for insomnia (i.e. when a person is having trouble falling asleep) &lt;em&gt;(Ring any bell?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stimulate the immune system to help build up resistance to common infections.&lt;br /&gt;-Release mood elevating hormones&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce embarrassing spontaneous erections for teen males&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce the number of unwanted wet dreams for young men&lt;br /&gt;(Information taken from &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/masturbation.htm"&gt;http://www.coolnurse.com/masturbation.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;There is actually a whole lot of information for both Girls/Female/Women and Guys/Boys/Male/Men. More on &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/orgasm_male.htm"&gt;Male Orgasm &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/orgasm_female.htm"&gt;Female Orgasm&lt;/a&gt; can be found. There is a &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com/sex_faqs2.htm"&gt;FAQ&lt;/a&gt; provided by this website for answers on masturbation. Other more private stuff for Girls/Female/Women? Go read about it yourself in their website. &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com"&gt;www.coolnurse.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;References&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.coolnurse.com"&gt;www.coolnurse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.4-men.org/prematureejaculationcorrection.html"&gt;www.4-men.org/prematureejaculationcorrection.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Read all about it until your heart's content if you want more information. Or you could even get more results from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au"&gt;Google.&lt;/a&gt; Sigh. I'm suppose to be studying and yet I'm looking for this kinda information. All &lt;a href="http://tubejenn.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenn's&lt;/a&gt; fault. Now everyone please, don't come up to me with all your sexual problems or anything like that, not that I'm an expert in this field. I'm just curious for information. Need help? Don't be shy or embarrased and consult a doctor. You could also search for information on the net. Its your 'thing' man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I needa prepare dinner already. Its almost 9pm here. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109956671330694756?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109956671330694756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109956671330694756' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109956671330694756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109956671330694756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/interesting-facts.html' title='Interesting Facts'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109948895490080762</id><published>2004-11-03T23:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T23:41:36.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything begins from here...</title><content type='html'>11.08PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Reminder: 9 Days to EXAMS*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Stayed at home the past few days with the intention of studying. Not according to plans. Nothing stays according to plan. LOL. And my sleeping time is all screwed. Sleeping at 7-8am in the morning and waking up at 4-5 in the afternoon. Excellent. I serious have no idea why time passes so fast. Blink of an eye and the sun is up. OMG! Anyway watched Barcelona beat AC Milan just this morning. 2-1. Apparently live but it was a delayed live. Err ignore that. You know what I mean. Ronaldinho did the final say. Barcelona is gonna be so good this season. Then Arjen Robben won it for Chelsea. Arsenal drew again in CL. Their European form ain't that good, yet. Anyway downloaded all the required slides for my studies when I woke up. I though 'yes...I could finally study'...But it turned out? Gunbound until dinner. Watched Without A Trace. Blardy hell never showing the ending. Nobody knows what happened in the end. Talk about suspense. Then decided to post this blog showing ppl how did I dreadlock my hair. Or so it seems. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the wig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the process of wearing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Here's me and the wig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...I'm really bored that I created this entertainment for myself. Bla bla bla...Oh btw, Thank you to those who believed on the dreadlock, or even pretended to believe. Funny how I 'sinka'ed you all to believe. LOL. I bought the wig at the EKKA festival almost 3months ago. Its about time I put it to use...again. *YOU'VE BEEN PUNKED!* Well..not exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems &lt;a href="http://tubejenn.blogspot.com"&gt;Jenn&lt;/a&gt; has something new to say also. Hmmm &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;Mr Tang&lt;/a&gt; just did his first paper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe just registered &lt;a href="http://www.ragnarok.com.au"&gt;Ragnarok Online Australia&lt;/a&gt; for me. Wonder when can I get to play it. That may be my route to the gold mountain. hahahaha. Anyway...There's alota stuff to be done now throughout the night. HK series, Manga, Gunbound, Oh..and not to forget Study. Geeezzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109948895490080762?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109948895490080762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109948895490080762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109948895490080762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109948895490080762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/everything-begins-from-here.html' title='Everything begins from here...'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109932111701270802</id><published>2004-11-02T01:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T02:27:31.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Monday</title><content type='html'>12.37AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another unproductive day. Wasted the whole day sleeping. Slept at about 2pm and woke up about 2 hours ago. Damn. I think I should get my ass studying already, else I'm screwed. Been searching for Fish Leong's song that features Guang Liang the whole night yesterday. Initially found the name, and all thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;, I found the song and a farking good music database engine along with it. All hail &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;. Got In The Shadows by Rasmus. Thought I heard the tune somewhere before. Not bad. A few of their songs also quite nice. Sigh...gonna stay up the whole night again tonight. Have alot of emails to reply, all regarding bout further for my Masters here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image210.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a latest pic of myself. Kinda bored, so snapped a couple of pics. Just did the hair. What do you think? Nice? Story bout it next post...My attention is needed elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just taken a Personality Disorder Test linked by &lt;a href="http://www.driee.net/blog/"&gt;Drie's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High in Histrionic. What is that? Read all about em below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paranoid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid personality disorder is characterized by a distrust of others and a constant suspicion that people around you have sinister motives. People with this disorder tend to have excessive trust in their own knowledge and abilities and usually avoid close relationships with others. They search for hidden meanings in everything and read hostile intentions into the actions of others. They are quick to challenge the loyalties of friends and loved ones and often appear cold and distant to others. They usually shift blame to others and tend to carry long grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Schizoid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with schizoid personality disorder avoid relationships and do not show much emotion. They genuinely prefer to be alone and do not secretly wish for popularity. They tend to seek jobs that require little social contact. Their social skills are often weak and they do not show a need for attention or acceptance. They are perceived as humorless and distant and often are termed "loners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many believe that schizotypal personality disorder represents mild schizophrenia. The disorder is characterized by odd forms of thinking and perceiving, and individuals with this disorder often seek isolation from others. They sometimes believe to have extra sensory ability or that unrelated events relate to them in some important way. They generally engage in eccentric behavior and have difficulty concentrating for long periods of time. Their speech is often over elaborate and difficult to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antisocial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A common misconception is that antisocial personality disorder refers to people who have poor social skills. The opposite is often the case. Instead, antisocial personality disorder is characterized by a lack of conscience. People with this disorder are prone to criminal behavior, believing that their victims are weak and deserving of being taken advantage of. They tend to lie and steal. Often, they are careless with money and take action without thinking about consequences. They are often agressive and are much more concerned with their own needs than the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Borderline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borderline personality disorder is characterized by mood instability and poor self-image. People with this disorder are prone to constant mood swings and bouts of anger. Often, they will take their anger out on themselves, causing themselves injury. Suicidal threats and actions are not uncommon. They think in very black and white terms and often form intense, conflict-ridden relationships. They are quick to anger when their expectations are not met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Histrionic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;People with histrionic personality disorder are constant attention seekers. They need to be the center of attention all the time, often interrupting others in order to dominate the conversation. They use grandiose language to discribe everyday events and seek constant praise. They may dress provacatively or exaggerate illnesses in order to gain attention. They also tend to exaggerate friendships and relationships, believing that everyone loves them. They are often manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic personality disorder is characterized by self-centeredness. Like histrionic disorder, people with this disorder seek attention and praise. They exaggerate their achievements, expecting others to recongize them as being superior. They tend to be choosy about picking friends, since they believe that not just anyone is worthy of being their friend. They tend to make good first impressions, yet have difficulty maintaining long-lasting relationships. They are generally uninterested in the feelings of others and may take advantage of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avoidant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant personality disorder is characterized by extreme social anxiety. People with this disorder often feel inadequate, avoid social situations, and seek out jobs with little contact with others. They are fearful of being rejected and worry about embarassing themselves in front of others. They exaggerate the potential difficulties of new situations to rationalize avoiding them. Often, they will create fantasy worlds to substitute for the real one. Unlike schizoid personality disorder, avoidant people yearn for social relations yet feel they are unable to obtain them. They are frequently depressed and have low self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dependent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dependent personality disorder is characterized by a need to be taken care of. People with this disorder tend to cling to people and fear losing them. They may become suicidal when a break-up is imminent. They tend to let others make important decisions for them and often jump from relationship to relationship. They often remain in abusive relationships. They are overly sensitive to disapproval. They often feel helpless and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive personality disorder is similar to obsessive-compulsive anxiety disorder. People with this disorder are overly focused on orderliness and perfection. Their need to do everything "right" often interferes with their productivity. They tend to get caught up in the details and miss the bigger picture. They set unreasonably high standards for themselves and others, and tend to be very critical of others when they do not live up to these high standards. They avoid working in teams, believing others to be too careless or incompetent. They avoid making decisions because they fear making mistakes and are rarely generous with their time or money. They often have difficulty expressing emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs at the results* Are you any of these? Quote "If you are looking for further information or if you believe you have a disorder, ask your local physician to recommend a professional therapist in your area." (Definition taken from the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Test Results Page&lt;/a&gt; as sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109932111701270802?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109932111701270802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109932111701270802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109932111701270802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109932111701270802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/11/wasted-monday.html' title='Wasted Monday'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109922484957055694</id><published>2004-10-31T21:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:19:43.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy Dinner</title><content type='html'>9.55PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting post for today. Went to Sunny Bank just now for dinner. Rox skipped work today to study apparently. Mi Fan (米饭) again...Wanted to go to some western food place but not open till tomorrow. Here's what we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung's&lt;/a&gt; phone...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(434).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby's&lt;/a&gt; meal...Baked Cheese Rice with sausage and egg in mornay sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(436).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www,xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung's&lt;/a&gt; baked cheese rice with ham and sausage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(437).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine...baked cheese rice with minced pork and sausage...looks abit gross from here thou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(438).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH UM.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(439).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz's&lt;/a&gt; baked cheese rice with seafood i think...taste okay only...but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(443).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can tell that &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; didn't like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(444).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rox looks satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(452).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leftover...we were all stuffed. Not full but stuffed. The cheese was sinful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(453).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not what &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; felt. So this was ordered. The treasure however...is the next picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(454).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic of the day. Just take a look at that. Ain't that interesting. Its like &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;he's&lt;/a&gt; never eaten before. LOL. Now &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; definitely looks satisfied from the unhappy main course...I can't stop laughing looking at this pic...Its a classic...Look at that...Now that's the face of a &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;PIG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109922484957055694?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109922484957055694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109922484957055694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109922484957055694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109922484957055694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/cheesy-dinner.html' title='Cheesy Dinner'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109920663702889690</id><published>2004-10-31T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T08:42:15.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortitute Valley</title><content type='html'>4.32PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up an hour ago from a nights out at Fortitute Valley a.k.a. China Town or The Valley. First Daph told me to wear not so smart because the place we're going to only allows ppl with casual dress in. Meaning leather shoes and button'ed shirts are a no no. Its called Birdie Num Num. First we went to this place under the Story Bridge. Decided to pop in and have a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is called Story Bridge Place. I kinda forgotten its name but its exactly underneath Story Bridge. Whole lotta corporate ppl there. Middle age women getting their attention noted for matured looking men. Not for youngsters like us. Into the next destination. The Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to the Elephant Wheelbarrel. Another old folk's place. So many middle aged ppl. Apparently there was a live band. Some unknown band playing all kinds of music. The thing that caught my attention was Fox Sport Live showing Birmingham vs. Crystal Palace. 0-1. Oh there was this lady who required the assistance of an ambulance. She broke her leg or something. Kirk said she danced too much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the band. Nothing impressive. Too noisy and too crowded. Can't enjoy the music and dancing and atmosphere. Went back and watch Manchester United vs. Portsmouth. Just after kick off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Smirnoff Double Black. Vodka with soda. Nice. 8aud. Initially had Jim Beam with cola. Don't like it. I don't understand how did I like it months ago. Maybe my taste buds changed. Felt like puking after drinking that. Smirnoff changed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then made a move to Birdie Num Num. Never went in. Queue was long and Daph's friend Irena was already making their way to another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to GPO instead. But couldn't go in. Issac was without his ID and Kirk worn like...too casual. Damn hate those dress codes for pubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a piss, so went in and snapped a pic of inside. I remember this was the first pub that I went in months ago with &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; and his housemate. After that was hmmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went looking for QA hotel. Apparently Kirk knows somebody there but couldnt find it, so we went back to RG. Couldn't get in again. So went next door. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere was so packed with everyone. There's even ppl spilling beer all over the place. Esp those drunkards. It stinked. Hate that place. Then there was ppl fighting. Inside however was a different story. Everyone is grub'in and smooch'in and licking all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kirk went back to change so that we could enter RG. It was 2am already. We all thought it was unecessary. But he insisted. So we chatted and danced a lil. Bored. I grabbed a 3bucks pizza just opposite to fill my stomach. Still bored. So took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph and Me...(I like that hat, it was Daph's btw...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirk, Issac and Daph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.45. We are in RG. Finally some music that we can dance. People fighting inside again. Don't understand them at all. Blackburn vs. Liverpool was live. Emerton just scored on the 45th minute. 2-1. Danced abit. Decided not to have any drinks already. Have too much gas in my stomach. And Daph ordered this rum coke thingy. Eww...Then they showed highlights of the Portsmouth vs. Manchester United game. Man U down 1-0. Back to Liverpool. 54th minute Baros scored thanks to a Blackburn player's error. Then it was near 4. I decided to call it a night. With byes and hugs and hand-shakes all exchanged, I grabbed a pizza (again...) on my way out and made my way to the taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the ppl queue'in up. Took me almost 1/2 an hour to queue and grab a cab. Everyone was just....ahhh. Oh there was plenty of chicks all waiting for taxis. All wonderfully dressed. Just looking at them and 30minutes was just like 3minutes. All so sexy... Then my turn for a cab and made my way home...ZZZzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird night out. I think I better start studying already. Hmm &lt;a href="http://kienblur.blogspot.com"&gt;Kien&lt;/a&gt; just said he's coming on the 20th. Gotta make plans for that as well. Thats it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109920663702889690?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109920663702889690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109920663702889690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109920663702889690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109920663702889690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/fortitute-valley.html' title='Fortitute Valley'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109906835309508749</id><published>2004-10-30T02:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T02:45:53.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>From Nothing'ness to Something'ness</title><content type='html'>2.:23AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened today. But ME...I slept like there's no tomorrow. Take today for example. Woke up at 3pm from a 12 hours sleep. Then walk around the house and watched a few movies. Cooked the peking wrap chicken thingy for lunch..at er 5pm. Taste okay, not enough marination. 1 more piece left in the fridge now. Its gonna lay eggs. Then 8pm sleep again. Woke up bout 3 hours ago. Thought Gerby cooked dinner already. Mana tau apa pun tadak. So heated yesterday..or was it yesterday? yeah it was yesterday's leftover from the seafood that we had. OMG SEAFOOD! Hope my ear is not infected. Then decided to clean my room after watching Naruto 106. The side story has finally ended. Now the it will return to the storyline of the manga where Sasuke will venture into darkness. Can't wait. Anyway since I've nothing better to do, like somebody said to me...I added pics of my room, before and after cleaning. Just to prepare myself to the exams almost 2 weeks later. 4 papers within a week. Just the way I like it. Hope I can get some information writting inside my brain database. Else I'll be screwed. Just spoke to somebody is really unhappy nowadays. Hope she gets better. Then reminded me of another somebody who had troubles almost a week earlier. Hope she got better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Program 'Cleaning Room' Activated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...Not bad huh! Yeah it looks like there isnt much changes but still..it is much cleaner already...Ah what ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109906835309508749?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109906835309508749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109906835309508749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109906835309508749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109906835309508749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/from-nothingness-to-somethingness.html' title='From Nothing&apos;ness to Something&apos;ness'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109896991860051824</id><published>2004-10-28T21:37:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T23:25:18.600+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Program Blog Activated</title><content type='html'>9.46PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish watching Amazing Race. Initially it was a 2-hour program, but today was only 1 hour. Anyway the military father and his daughter came in last and was eliminated. I thought those tears at the end was unecessary. Anyway thats what capture the audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/residentevilapocalypse/site/base.html"&gt;Resident Evil:Apocalypse&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. Although the storyline began to drift away from the game, I thought it was awesome. Maybe because the sound effects were great, or just seeing ppl get scared gave me the entertainment. Well now...the movie was fantastic. Highly recommended. One of the greatest i've seen this year apart from Troy and The Day After Tomorrow. Jill Valentine was SEXY!!!! (Her name in real life? kinda forgotten...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/1241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image courtesy of Sony Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Stones Corner with Rox driving us there. I only realised we were going there the moment i woke up. So if I slept a lil longer...I would've missed everything...First I bought almost 100aud on 8 shirts. OMG! Never expected to buy so much. And it was &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby's&lt;/a&gt; idea to shop...not mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones Corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats from another corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got Rox to drop me in the city to grab my Hdd. WOOOT!!!! ITS FINALLY HERE!!!! 200GB OF DIGITAL STORAGE!!!! And there was a story in getting that hdd. That fella kept giving all kinds of excuse saying that it is not in stock. And now i got it. Guess wart? FREE! LOL. Its a long long story. Don't wanna boast about it. After cops come knocking on mua door.....Thats the end of story. HEY! I know watcha thinking...IT WASN'T ILLEGAL! No...don't let yr thoughts spread into that area. Its totally legal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had to treat &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; for dinner with the 'unspent' money. Its against the law not to. Well my law that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the past few days was filled with birthday dinners. First &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby's&lt;/a&gt; steamboat and then Jane's BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Gerby's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation for Gerby's Big Dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; marinating the chicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats WanTon in the making... Guest Architect Peter transferring his skills to Jane and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me...the photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The People. Couldn't capture everyone..soo...this will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl with her Hubba Hubba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...I've no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cake...Those big big balls on top of the cake are mustard buns, wrapped within the choco stuffings. The cake is damn 'chocolateish'... AND GOOOOOOOOOODDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2293.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what we got her..erm...not yet... She still haven participated in the 'Buy-your-own-present' Day la. So...This is just to fool ppl. Oh ya, don't ask me where am I looking. There was just too many cameras and flashes. I had to look somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me bout this skill in taking pictures. Apparently putting 2 fingers between the lens and taking a photo with borders is something artful. Maybe I just don't know how to appreciate art. Btw Joe was the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats the end of Gerby's Birthday Dinner story. Now is Jane's turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the birthday 'mashed-potato-with-ham-and-cheese' that we brought over. Dammit took 2 blardy hours to finish all the slicing and frying and mashing and baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the architects of the Birthday 'mashed-potato-with-ham-and-cheese'...Okay la...put yr hands together for &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; who made most of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chefs of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'People Eating the food' of the day... Look at wtf &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Hanz&lt;/a&gt; is doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;Mr Tang&lt;/a&gt;. What is wrong with this picture? Hmmm wonder why &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; is holding sooooo tight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bouncers Squashing Birthday Girl'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you to think what are they doing and whether it is correct and whether 'A Picture is really worth a thousand words' LOL But please...dun get the wrong idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWWWWW!!! Here's what I call art. And thats 'TAKE A SMACK INTO YOUR FACE' picture. First i went "Hey, we've got a big surprise present for you...but you needa close your eyes." She was like..."erm...why? erm....okay..." I even close em wif my hands to confirm she cant see anything. Then i told &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; to get ready and then....SPLAT!!!!!!! OUch..... See Sebastian spraying the whipped cream like there's no tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the impact was so great that the innocent me got splattered as well...&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com.ngaiyung"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/a&gt;g ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's &lt;a href="http://gerby.fotopages.com"&gt;Gerby&lt;/a&gt; before being thrown in the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after...notice the wounds? There was more thou... Caused by a certain someone (Sebastian) and the tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/DSCN2409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion of the party? Leftovers...Everyone went home injured or exhausted. Some chicken shit even went running all over the place to avoid being 'water'ed'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/IMG_0478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some pretty guys showing pretty legs. Notice Sebastian eyeing over Mr Tang's bulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...thats a whole lotta shit for today. And the blardy internet connection is so damn slow that it took me one whole hour to complete this stupid post. Thats it for now. Naruto 106 is out. Even &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com.ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; finished watching it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109896991860051824?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109896991860051824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109896991860051824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109896991860051824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109896991860051824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/program-blog-activated.html' title='Program Blog Activated'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109859611542898279</id><published>2004-10-24T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:57:51.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An Extra Hole</title><content type='html'>2.57PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from China Town shopping for tonight steamboat's ingredients. Gerby's birthday tonight...so she's treatin' ppl steamboat. IT WAS FKING HOT IN CHINA TOWN! Sweating like a dog man. Imagine the sweat that will be accumulated tonight. Anyway here are the pictures that i've taken during the past few days...As promised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's SzeYin...AGAIN...HAHAHAHAHHA Met them up for lunch with one of their friend. She's so gonna burst when she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline as well...with ShuYee accompanying her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanz came after work...and brought along the Satay Club smell with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the left over of the Korean Food we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Pic(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Third Meal. Dunno how Hanz take picture... Here is when my phone went out of batt...so couldnt take pics. Used his phone instead. Notice the low quality picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Pic(5).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NgaiYung went for haircut. I thought oh...may as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Pic(12).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the difference??? Hey the tail is now layered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Pic(10).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Bubbles while waiting for the bus. Had Bailey with Milk. I missed that. I miss all the cocktails. I miss drinking casually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's yesterday. Took Gerby out for her Birthday Present Surprise...Stupid Hanz told her the ingredient of our surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that all of us was like starving...wanted to go to Kadoya but they were closed. So we tried this place next to em. Not nice. Expensive and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what is she laughing at. Btw this is Huey Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then is City Beach where we had our surprise. Not really much of a surprise la...just ask her to select her own present. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there was a one day sales in City Beach. Still it is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!!! She IS surprised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a DJ in City Beach. Impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told her to wear nicely...dowan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerby couldn't get something she liked. So we scouted other places. Supre had this shirt. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;MILF in Training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huey Ming spotted this Paul Frank slippers in another outlet. Cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bubbles for some drink. And cheese cake. It was a fruitless day today. Gerby didn't get anything. Will hafta wait until next week for another 'Shop-for-your-own-present' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid...Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with NgaiYung later for Korean AGAIN. Boy is he having a stressful period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night...Daph took me to this club. Apparently her friend knew this Dj or something. Bored. Quiet. Sucked. They said it was new. Wateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got to know this fella. Kirk. Russian. Funny. Friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too boring so we went to Victory. Nicer music and better crowd. Was introduced to Bundaberg Rum with Cola. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Daph with her friend Irena (not sure how u spell that). Yugoslavian. Walked to China Town after that. Hang around for abit and it was time for me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image(425).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the Heading of the day. My Piercing. When i had it, it was just like that time i got stung by a bee. One Shot. Tingling sensation. NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok needa help out preparing the food already. They keep making noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109859611542898279?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109859611542898279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109859611542898279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109859611542898279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109859611542898279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/extra-hole.html' title='An Extra Hole'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109850059376638146</id><published>2004-10-23T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:04:33.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not My Kind of Sleep</title><content type='html'>12.19PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in uni at the moment. Woke up an hour ago from a 12 hour sleep. However, i didnt sleep thru the night. Do you experience those days where u just dun have those sleeps that take u thru the whole nite? Its like waking up a couple of time out fo the blue and then continue sleeping. It was uncomfortable. I even jolted up with stiffness running all over my left arm. I think i must twisted it during my sleep. Dammit! And I thought I could rest well. Ok...I've some trouble relating that experience as i've used up most of my brain juices the last few days to get some work done. After 12hours of sleep...i'm still recuperating.&lt;br /&gt;Handed up my Enterprise System portfolio assignment yesterday. I did the compiling and the report ended up with 10k words. 44 pages. I was like WOOT! As far as i remember the word limit was something like 5k? Ah what the heck. Hmmm I had three meals within the timeframe of 6hours yesterday. Its not like i wanted to eat that much but accompanying this and that. Ended up...1 korean squid rice, 1 crispy chicken rice and 1 monterey jack new york fries. Here's how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually taken photos of what happened but I'm in the uni rite now so I can't sorta upload it into the comp. It'll have to wait until i get home later. So right now...these words will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First meet up wif SzeYin and her group for din...LUNCH. Angeline had 1 friend from KL who came and visit. Took them to Elizabeth ( Elizabert or Elizabeth?) Arcade where there's this Korean place. I wanted to go to City Wok, but they were closing already. Same goes with Kadoya. Anyway took a couple of snap shots...again. Kept saying 'DONT U DARE POST IT UP'...They even had all plots and schemes to take my phone away and delete the pics. Geez....U betcha I'm gonna post em up. Went to uni after that to print and hand in my assignment, and saw Daph on the way. Her assignment was running late cause of some f'ked up member. Hey on our way we even picked up a old nokia phone in the lift. We gave it back...(We're NOT LIKE YOU) Then went to Green Tea House to have dinner. Hanz was in the city that time, wanted to meet up him to buy something. In the end we tot of making our lives easier and decided on a surprise. Yep Yep. Then Brian called saying they are going to Winter Garden for dinner. Since i have no house keys, i had to tag along. My teeth was itchy that time, so i ordered New York Fries. *FULL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NgaiYung had his haircut after that. and I thought...hmm maybe I should get one too. Just go for a trim. It has been 1 year since I last cut my hair. That Hairdresser later trimmed my hair and charged me nothing. You'll see why when i post the pics up. Then it was Bubbles. A Cafe/Restaurant/Pub in the city because its awhile until our bus comes. Had Bailey with milk. Oh how i miss those drinking sessions... Its also quite some time since I laid my taste buds over sweet Bailey Irish Cream. The next is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT!! There's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the last day I had classes. That means lectures and tutorials and practicals and other craps. It also my last undergraduate session with the lecturers and tutors. Yeah baby yeah! Btw it was my last IS consulting class and the whole class asked Greg (our lecturer/tutor) for any wisdom that he can spare. Then he told us a bunch of engagement processes that consultants should know. Because this subject is mainly about winning the proposal. Quote "You may have the knowledge to do it, but you too got to have the skills to get it. " Its a nice subject. Best I've had in QUT. And for our workshop? we only got 24/35. 10 for proposal and 14 for presentation. Not that spectacular. Unexpected as well. Oh well, its out and there's nothing that can be done about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skills in engagement. I think this knowledge can be generic as well because it can be applied to a wide range of topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Relationship. I don't think this needs any more explanation because everyone knows how far relationship can take you. Its one of the core factors in getting the proposal. *laughs* THere was even a quote by one of the other team saying "Once you enter the meeting, Don't straight away ask about the topic for discussion. Instead ask how's their morning and what did they had for breakfast"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Understand the process. Its important to understand the on going processes but, don't get yourself too involved. (I kinda forgotten why he said that) Always be prepared and plan ahead. Prepare for the unexpected and guard yourself from the range of client behaviours that you will come across. Which leads to the third skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Question is not a statement. Sometimes its how u ask the question from the client. Always make a question and not a statement. Ok. Compare 'You are being judgemental' with 'Do you think you are judgemental' The 1st will make the client ask yr basis of that statement. The 2nd will make them ask themselves why are you making that statement. Becareful of the accusation that you will pop subconsciously. Always become a LIAR when the client asks questions. Dont get me wrong. Its Listen to their question. Then Investigate the reason for the question. "Why are they asking that?" Then Acknowledge their question. Assure them that you know what are they talking about. Finally Respond to that question. Be sure to really give thoughts into the respond that you are giving because it will portray the quality that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109850059376638146?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109850059376638146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109850059376638146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109850059376638146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109850059376638146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/not-my-kind-of-sleep.html' title='Not My Kind of Sleep'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109827326610228777</id><published>2004-10-20T21:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:01:57.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Enough Sleep</title><content type='html'>9.29Pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today with Joe giving me a wake up call. Then went back to sleep. Finally dragged myself out when Gerby came in saying we'll be late if I dont move it. Went to uni and had a meeting, with work divided. Not much of a group work though with this assignment. Still i took the responsibility of compiling the work. Not much of a big deal...i hope. ARGH!!! My 200gb hdd is not here yet. That fella kept telling us their branch in Sydney kept sending the wrong package. Yea right. Anyway we couldn't stand it and i think we should take 1 first, instead of 2 waiting endlessly. So i told &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; to take it. I'll post those pics up...later...with MINE~ *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The following will be blogged using pictures*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Daphne for lunch later. Finally got a chance to see her after sooooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like taking pictures the whole day...so took 1 with Gerby and Daphne.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L-R) Jennifer, Andrew and Patrick was sitting next to us, eating while discussing their project. They didn't know i took this pic of them. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ITPM lecture, on the way to the carpark saw Sharon and Amanda. Sharon said she wanted to pluck some dunno what leaves...and i caught her with my camera. Not that clear though. Have this urge to steal pictures of ppl nowadays. Steal? Yeah because they were unaware. Its okay rite?? I wonder when will i get sued for this kinda stuff. Maybe their lawyer's letter is on the way as i speak right now.....Damn, I sure hope i'm not rude or anything...*Begs for forgiveness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rox fetch us to Sunny Bank Plaza for dinner later. Went to this Mi Fan (米饭) restaurant. Had the resemblance of Kim Gary back in KL. Food was not bad. Mine was only average. Gerby had some wantan noodle stuff. But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; had this cheese rice with sausage thingy. OMG!!! I should've opened my eyes bigger with the menu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Rox had this rice thingy. I forgotten what's it called. But it was nice. Had a lil bit of curry flavor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. Played a couple of rounds of Maximum Tune. Some racing game. Even bought a card that records my progress. *$ flying away...* Okay...now i needa get some rest before i can continue getting some brain juices for my ES assignment. But i haven watched episode 3 and 4 of 青出於蓝...I've only watched 繼續無敵獎門人 yesterday. Belinda Hamnett (韩君婷) was amazing. Well, IS still amazing. The 1997 Miss Asia sure is cute. I LIKE HER!!!!! *slurp* *slurp* Ok...time to get some sleep. There is plenty of stuff that has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh apparently Hanz also got something to say....&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/unimated"&gt;Here!&lt;/a&gt; I doubt it'll last long though...*NO OFFENSE HANZ* hahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109827326610228777?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109827326610228777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109827326610228777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109827326610228777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109827326610228777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/not-enough-sleep.html' title='Not Enough Sleep'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109819270502017908</id><published>2004-10-19T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T23:48:23.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrix Screen Saver</title><content type='html'>11.16PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got this really cool Matrix screen saver from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt;. Funniest part was it got my name in the "Wake Up &lt;insert&gt;" screen.....Oh....I'll just let the pictures do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/screen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the beginning of the screen saver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/screen1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/screen3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/screen2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngszeyin"&gt;SzeYin&lt;/a&gt; got her site up and running already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/CIMG1495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's a pic of me with (L-R) ShuYee, SzeYin, Angeline and Elena in Cesars in the city....Got it from Angeline yesterday...Maybe asking me to take off all the pics and post this instead? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngszeyin"&gt;SzeYin&lt;/a&gt; says that no more friday meetings already until i've taken those pics down. Anybody sees a problem with that? LOL....Hmmm saw a trailer of Resident Evil 2: Apocalypse on the tv just now..will be out 21st this month. AwesomE~ And this new movie of Denzel Washington, The Manchurian Candidate. AweSome~~ Damn, Gerby says that episode 3 and 4 of 青出於蓝 is out. Thats Hongkong TVB series if you guys dont know what i'm talking about, featuring (direct translation from cantonese) Dou Dai Yu, Auyong Chan Wah and Kwok Ho Ying. Nice, its been a while since Dou Dai Yu and Auyong Chan Wah acted together. Best memories of them was in File of Justice. Dammit with this Enterprise System assignment meeting due tomorrow, its hard to concentrate since those movies are clouding my mind. Oh well, i'll just hafta do it after watching them. I'll work my ass off in the middle of the night again tonight to get those stuff done, else Joe will freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its decided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109819270502017908?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109819270502017908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109819270502017908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109819270502017908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109819270502017908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/matrix-screen-saver.html' title='Matrix Screen Saver'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109802080288946867</id><published>2004-10-17T23:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T00:34:53.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>11:42PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here are the pics that i took in Family that day. I couldn't upload from my phone to my pc because some stupid software incompatibility between windows xp sp2 and that nokia software. Sux man. So i had to send to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;NgaiYung&lt;/a&gt; and then he uploads to his pic, and then send it back to me. Mendukseh (troublesome in jap...learn from Shikamaru in Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Angeline and SzeYin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This includes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the candid i took of them.....:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/Image118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a glimpse of Bree from Big Brother. She's the 1 on the left in green. Yeah thats bout 1/2 her body and not even facing me. Damn i should've gone up to her and just ask for her pic. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they (Szeyin and Angeline) kept saying dont post this pics up and even told me bout copyright law....i'm like....yeah rite...HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw...Grace a.k.a. Amazing (omg...i cant believe she wants me to put that as her nick...coz she is totally NOT....) got a blog &lt;a href="http://jeysey.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/8169815-109802080288946867?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109802080288946867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109802080288946867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109802080288946867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109802080288946867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109799660165839682</id><published>2004-10-17T16:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:31:36.226+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissatisfaction - Edited</title><content type='html'>4:18PM&lt;br /&gt;7:42PM - Edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, its a nice Sunday afternoon and i'm uni. How nice can that be? Well, i'm not actually here for assignments or anything, but came here for fun. I'd nothing to do at home, and since Gerby said she's coming to uni, i though, may as well, ah what the heck. Actually i've stuff to do, 2 assignments due friday, and one of em i needa submit my draft to my members by monday, which is tomorrow. I'll probably start on it tonite, or even tomorrow. Anyway...the purpose of this is to voice something that i really can't stand this semester. Actually i've thought of this stuff last semester, but its gotten damn bad this semester. In general, this topic might really offend quite a number of ppl, but i just feel like saying it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, i wanna correct my mistake saying that F.I.R. (stands for Fairyland in Reality)consist of a 3 girl band. They actually consist of 2 guys and a girl. The guys mainly plays instruments and the girl is the lead vocalist. Get more information from their website &lt;a href="http://http://www.warnermusic.com.tw/focus/mandarin/fir/fir/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; Now for today's topic...&lt;a href="http://http://www.warnermusic.com.tw/focus/mandarin/fir/fir/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've rewritten part of this blog because i think that what i've written is actually damn sensitive and inconsiderate. Therefore i've change the contents of this blog into an discussion instead of an accused topic and prevent stuffs from getting outta hand.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just an discussion on prioritisation of assignments. Its like some assignments that were given to students are just too important to be ignored and needs full attention. There's this case bout students trying to get less work from this particular assignment to focus on the other assignment that they think is more important. Well i've observed that this happens alot. Its just like they put too much weightage on that particular assignment and sorta like expects to do less in this assignment. Much like an avoidance. There's even one case that he emphasized so much on 1 assignment, and he asks his members to work on the other assignment without him. Do you see the problem there? In the end, they all had to make the unecessary rush when the due date was near. Is it all bout making the equal contribution among all the assignments given to you? Although there should be an understanding that some students just come across certain assignments that require alot of attention, but does that means neglecting other assignments as well right? Its just like some of my frens. They take a different course, which involves more programming subjects compared to mine, and everybody knows programming is hell. There are just cases where some students needa hand up more assignments during the weekend compared to some who don't have the similar workload. Maybe i dont experience the type of situation these students go through, mainly because my assignments involves more in reporting and less brain straining work, or just maybe i take my assignments too easily and work on a last minute basis. But as long as you handle yr prioritisation right, there shouldnt be a problem rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just my assumption. I apologise should i offend any of you readers out there who think's i'm not understanding enough or just inconsiderate. Thats just what i think from what i observe during this semester in some groups that i know. I'm not particularly affect by this situation, well not that bad anyway, and i just pity some who is badly affected by them. To me, some just goes like 'Well i've plenty of assignments to do this week, and i'm not at all free, like 3-4 assignments due this week, but if you want me to do it, yeah...i'll do it'....So just exactly what are you implying? Maybe its some ppl who thinks highly of other assignments because its far more difficult compared to the latter. Worst cases would be they expect work to be done so that they can the benefit out of that assignment and focus on the other 'more important' assignments. And would you be more understanding if those ppl are working? like they have to work and cant make it for meetings and stuff like that. Because there are situations where students say they cant make it for one of those meetings and not free from then on, because they have their own meetings on other assignments and cant make way for this assignment. So..what would you do? I consider myself lucky because my team is quite responsive when it comes to emails, the alternative in having a meeting. But to those who just dun give a damn bout it and focus on other assignments, how would you react? Tell them off 'May as well FAIL this assignment???' To those students that are affected by this problem..they just accept fate and continue on with the assignment...Is it actually correct to do that? Can you rate them as very understanding or just plain stupid? Some just dont voice their opinion and stay quiet, accepting their role as the main contributor. But to those who voices their opinion and get into other ppl's nerve, they are then branded inconsiderate and receive some critism in the future by those who thinks they are going through a tough period and should be understanding. Is that fair? If thats what u'll experience within university, is that gonna be the same in the working society? I'm assuming the otherwise. Mainly because in the working environment, ppl are focused on working on a particular subject, although it involves plenty of other smaller stuffs. In university however, because students experience up to 4 subject at once, where they'll learn a variety of topics, they tend to divide their work and sometimes neglecting those they think is unecessary and unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanz think that i'm just being a wise ass and commenting on stuff that i dont experience. Hmmmmmm....Anyway i would like to apologise again should any of these comments offend you. Its just one of those thought that i feel like saying. Now, i'm prepared for a barrage of critism coming my way with this discussion.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok needa go. Gerby keep complaining that she's hungry and wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;Here's her quote. "HUNGRY AH...FASTER LA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end...Hanz, Gerby and myself went to Pancake House to have some pancakes, with topics of furthering yr studies and parenthood came into discussion. WTF???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109799660165839682?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109799660165839682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109799660165839682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109799660165839682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109799660165839682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/dissatisfaction-edited.html' title='Dissatisfaction - Edited'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109794875670502408</id><published>2004-10-17T02:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T04:26:57.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry of Sound</title><content type='html'>2:55AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...its exactly 2:55AM and i'm writing this blog after 1 odd day, and i do mean odd. But before that, i like to introduce a nice band that i'm listening now. F.I.R. I dunno wat that means and i dunno it comprises of how many girls/guys and i dunno where are they from, but their songs are nice. Esp the music on Lydia. Fantastic. I'm listening to them almost every other time now. Well most of their songs are nice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bout yesterday. I went to Family wif Szeyin and Angeline, since they said they wanted to check family out, and yeah i brought them there. Angeline kept saying bout RnB and RnB and RnB, then apparently Ministry of Sound was in Family in china town...there thats our destination. 15aud for cover, and drinks at average 6aud per glass. Typical event nite. Their music was good. Unlike the previous time i went there with this HKSA (hong kong students association) where the music was like, dead. No beat, and the way they dress was like...over. Yesterday was diff, nice music, nice dancers, and nice chicks. Too bad we weren't wif a big group, just 3 of us. Called hanz but that fella said no feel go family, yeah rite. BTW, Family is a 3 level disco building that consists of 4 areas in China Town. The first 2 floors are like Atmosphere in KL, only smaller. Most crowded. 3rd floor is divided into 2. 1 side plays a lil bit or RnB and techno, and yesterday there was this drummist playing like Safri Duo music, which was cool. The other side is for ppl who likes to drink and talk because the music is not too loud and more for ppl to entertain and be entertained. Saw alota cool dancers on the 1st and 2nd floor. Shuffling and stuff liddat. Szeyin said that it was like Cult going on, because ppl would just put their hands up and start acting like as if there were in a Cult, know wat i mean? hahahahah funny. And there was this old...well not old but old looking and yeah..old filipino looking lady apparently being grub'd and humped by this desperate looking old man...Szeyin keep saying she's like a slut. To me, if she's pretty nvm...but EWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just heard from Jinbee saying that F.I.R. is a taiwanese band consisting of 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm just found out that &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jinchen"&gt;Ewjin&lt;/a&gt; had a blog, and Szeyin is about to create one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to yesterday. It was like so damn hot inside, and i wore long sleeves. Oh how i Regretted. Then my sleeves kept coming down, had to pull it up. My hair was long somemore. I had to tie it up. Damn it. Its only spring and its so hot. 35C max yesterday. 34C max today. But at nite is not that bad, 16-17C. Anyway, danced abit then Angeline said wanna go explore, but during that time not much pubs play RnB music already. So went back and dance. Had a couple of drinks. First was this drink introduced by the bartender. I told her i wanted something sweet, then she made like a mixture of 'cateburry' liquor (not that sure of the name), then mix wif lime, apple juice and lemon juice. NICE. Then had vodka lime wif lemon juice, and Malibu Pineapple. Dammit, spilled the Malibu pineapple while taking pictures for them. After that dance abit, and i met one of the Big Brother housemates, Bree. I kinda forgotten her name back then, kept thinking of her name and i wanted to take a pic wif her. But i seriously dunno why i couldnt think of her name and u cant like go up to her saying: Hey, you are ....... from the Big Brother house, i kinda forgotten yr name, but i liked u. can i take a pic??? Of Coz NOT. How can u take a pic wif somebody whose name u forgotten??? Dammit. Sumor my handphone's camera quality is not that advanced. But damn she was sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to go back. What time? 4. yeah....in less than 40minutes and the the sun will rise. Grab a cab, and to Indroopilly we went. I accompanied them back. Went to their place, which is just 2 steps (figuratively speaking) away from Indroopilly Mall. Just Next Door~~ lucky them. Slept only at 8am. Then woke up bout 12...went to Indroopilly Mall and grab a foot long Subway en route back to East Brisbane via the city. It was already 4 that time. Then before taking my East brisbane bus, grab another 6inch teriyaki chicken from subway again. I was damn hungry okay. Finally reach home at 5something. Hang around abit, then slept at 6something in the evening, and woke up almost 3 hours ago. Yep, i'll most likely sleep when the sun rises again. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway watched Naruto 104 just now. New beginning theme. Looks like they are gonna show how Naruto and Sasuke is gonna fight each other with the Konoha genins pursuing Sasuke in the process. Thats exciting because the manga already said how they failed to catch Sasuke back. Can't wait for the anime to show it. But it'll probably take a few months until that happens. Happy waiting. Hmmm another new anime on the loose, Bleach. Its bout ghost hunting. Quite intriguing. OMG our internet connection is so damn slow now. Gerby is downloading TVB series, Ngaiyung dling animes, me? dling animes, and por.......nothing. Its like we always use up our quota before even reaching the middle of the month. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, thats alot of crap for today. I'll leave some until the next time. Oh i'll update this post later with pics, because i just formatted my computer and i dont haf the blogspot software for updating pics and i'll hafta reinstall my hp's software into my laptop. MMMMmmm i'm listening to F.I.R.'s Lydia again. Just Love It~&lt;br /&gt;Later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109794875670502408?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109794875670502408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109794875670502408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109794875670502408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109794875670502408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/ministry-of-sound.html' title='Ministry of Sound'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109757788794320497</id><published>2004-10-12T20:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T20:44:47.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Week</title><content type='html'>20.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...this is the longest I've been in uni where there's no class since god knows when. Just finished 1 assignment, going home get some rest and then continue on with the next. This is bad....especially when i've got 2 more assignments lined up due next week. I've even have a surpise presentation....yep suprised presentation for IS consulting because groups do not know whether they are presenting or not until that day, where the lecturer draws randomly from the box (well..they call it the hat) that means i've to prepare some shitass slides and stuff to be sent to my members tonite. Awwww meaning i wont have much time to play Doom3 and some CS's &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/ngaiyung"&gt;takumi&lt;/a&gt; borrowed...but Doom3 kinda lag in his comp, dunno whether will it affect my comp as well or not. But shouldn't rite, since i spent the whole nite last nite to format my comp and reinstalling all those craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now needa wait for gerby who's still doing that assignment. yeah some stupid SAP practical assignment where u hafta take screen shots for actions/task given by the SAP workbook. Some enterprise system related stuff. Then next week needa handup this Enterprise system assignment where you hafta discuss and evaluate enterprise systems implemented by companies categorised in each sector that groups can select from. Cut it short, Report for 5k words. Shouldn't be that bad in crapping, considering my Information Technology Project Management assignment to give a project plan, and itu Hanz and I wrote bout 6k for only a 3k word limit. yeah baby yeah~ dunno how much deducted for exceeding the word limit. Hopefully not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry ah...and bored...nothing much to do already in uni...all left is to wait for gerby to finish...sumor here not much chicks..this block is solely for data comm and software engineering students...where the female sex is a limitation. Thats why i resorted to writing a blog :p.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm just read from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jeanzz83"&gt;JinJin's blog&lt;/a&gt;...apparently Christopher Reeves, A.K.A. Superman, has passed away at the age of 52.  quote "Reeve went into cardiac arrest Saturday while at his Pound Ridge home, then fell into a coma and died Sunday at a hospital surrounded by his family, his publicist said. " Wat a tragedy man...his Superman movies was much adored when i was young, well...i'm still young...just alot younger back then.  You can read the whole lot of his story in &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jeanzz83"&gt;JinJin's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now takumi also gotta wait for gerby...hahahahaah Hanz that bugger....got class also skip to listen to music in the lab....DAMN...&lt;a href="http://www.narutofan.com"&gt;Naruto&lt;/a&gt; manga 235 not out yet...sigh...dunno needa wait till when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we went to Sufters Paradise in Gold Coast on sunday. Not to say its one of the best outing mainly because the wind was too strong and not enough sun and we were there quite late. First we're to hand up our assgiment by 9am then make our way there...then there was abit of a problem and we ended up leaving the city atbout 12.30....So by the time we arrive after changing from train to bus...it was already 2something. Grabbing a quick lunch of fish and calamari and fries, we made our way to the beach. Wind was strong as hell. Waves were high and powerful as hell. We even rented the surf board but the waves and wind were too powerful to handle...ended up...we're like 3 year olds playing surfboards. There was also nothing much to see in the beach....plain and boring....Maybe its still wasn't the time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gerby finish wif her work already....I'm outta here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109757788794320497?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109757788794320497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109757788794320497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109757788794320497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109757788794320497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic Week'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109712507624045525</id><published>2004-10-07T14:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T03:01:21.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Absence</title><content type='html'>1430&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousand apologies...I totally forgotten bout this blogsite for about a month or so...thus explaining the quietness of this blog. Btw lots has happened during the past month, from watching &lt;a href="http://thevillage.movies.go.com"&gt;M. Knight Shyamalan's The Village &lt;/a&gt;(if i remember correctly is the day after writing the last post :) ). Description? Not as fascinating as movies before and, well, quite dissappointing... Well it seems he has a new movie coming out, something called...erm...forgotten...when I remember I'll definitely re-post. Now back to memory refreshing...Yes. After that is &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/13goingon30"&gt;Suddenly 30&lt;/a&gt;, featuring Jennifer Garner. Well, its another typical 'happily ever after' movie. Not my cup of tea. Worst was Princess Diary 2! OMG~~~~(I'm even not gonna link it there...you can go find it out yrself) I literally died in the cinema watching that. Worst of all...separated from friends and sitting all alone. *curses* And just a few days ago was &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/avp/"&gt;AVP&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/avp/"&gt;Alien vs. Predator&lt;/a&gt;. They should change the movie line ya know, because in the end, Predator won, but we didn't lose, and the only losing side in the movie was Aliens. Initially the movie was a big hoohaa, but effects were quite cool and all. Still, there is something lacking in the movie. Maybe its the cast (the unexpected survival of that lady), maybe...its something else. Oh ya...before that was &lt;a href="http://www.catwomanmovie.com"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/a&gt;. I think &lt;a href="http://www.catwomanmovie.com"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/a&gt; was the best among all those movies i mentioned above. Ignore the all so obvious CG and it makes a good movie. Damn, what are those directors thinking? Or maybe it is not the right time to indulge myself in movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and a few days after my seclusion, I was all over Naruto. First the anime, then the manga. In case you didnt know, Naruto is ninja cartoon that is soooooo porpular in Japan and now, yeah...East Brisbane (LOL). But the manga and anime shows 2 different story towards the end. From the beginning or so, its about the same, just that the manga has shorten the craps shown in the anime, you know, like something they can just drag over 2-3 episodes. Where as in manga it's just pooof! 1 episode. Download it. Watch it. Love it. &lt;a href="http://www.narutofan.com"&gt;Here!&lt;/a&gt; I could really go into details about what Naruto is all about. The Main character, Uzumaki Naruto. Born in Hidden Konoha (leaf in jap) Village with the Nine Tails Fox that wrecked Konoha Village sealed within him by the 4th Hokage (Highest ranking of ninja in the Village). He then embarked on the journey to proclaim himself a Hokage and be acknowledged by everyone else in the village. He then becomes a Genin (low level ninja) thanks to the first person to acknowledge him, his sensei (teacher), Iruka Sensei, a chounin (middle ranked ninja). A genins are to be grouped in 3, while being led by a jounin (high level ninja), Naruto was grouped with Sakura (girl naruto liked...), Sasuke (lone survivor of the Uchiha Clan, famous for their bloodline of Sharingan, wiped out by his bro, Uchiha Itachi) and Kakashi sensei (apparently most powerful jounin in Konoha with a sharingan right eye, how he got it? dunno yet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long pause....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! I just saw a chun chick was past me~~~ btw, I'm now in the computer lab waiting for time to pass as i prepare to go for my IS consulting tutorial. Yeah this is the subject that had a big big big workshop (35% of the whole subject) bout 3 weeks ago and unexpectedly, we got quite a good result over it. Its like a 1 day workshop, where teams of 6 are divided into 2 groups. Client Group and Consulting Group. Each client group is to be followed by 3-4 consulting group, vying for their signature of a consulting proposal. And yes, my group won. It was a hectic day, running all over the computer lab looking for a suitable printer. We were late, and i thought..okay this is it....its over...Then the client team abolished the late'ness rule, and then....when they announce the victorious team..WHOA!~ our group won~. Then i said to myself, all those preparation, rushing and frustration was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to Naruto. The story goes with Naruto accepting missions and fighting strong ninjas like Momochi Zabuza, Haku...then it was time for the chounin exams where he meet strong ppl like Gaara, Hyuuga Neji (with Byakugan...powerful white eyes), Rock Lee~~~ (I think his character is funny and awesome~), and a whole lot more. Then in the process, encountered Legends of Konoha such as Orochimaru (where he spiked Sasuke with his curse) and Jiraiya, (where Naruto is just like the young him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!~~~ I'm late for my tut already. I needa go. Updaate later tonite.&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/8169815-109712507624045525?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109712507624045525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109712507624045525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109712507624045525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109712507624045525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/10/long-absence.html' title='Long Absence'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109420718795430825</id><published>2004-09-03T20:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T23:16:00.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DodgeBall</title><content type='html'>2030&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Dodgeball today with NgaiYung and Gerby. One word, Hillarious. Ben Stiller was just funny acting as a dumb kid with no proper education. Many of his quotes will be imitated by me in the near future. Btw when Vince Vaughn blind folded himself to evade the dodgeball, its like those moments of a kungfu movie, you know, those cool evasive acts. A typical Ben Stiller movie. Couldn't believe a game adapted in PE classes can become an international supersport as proclaimed in the movie. LOL. *My Mistake*. Well there is actually an &lt;a href="http://www.dodge-ball.com/site"&gt;International of Dodge-Ball Federation&lt;/a&gt;. Yep, you can actually find it in &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;. What's it about? Go look for yourself. Type in Dodge Ball in &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; and it will be listed at the top. Caught a glimpse of other movies that is about to be screened, such as SharkTales, Collateral and Hero. OMG, Hero has been out for like years in Malaysia and they are only screening it now. Can't imagine their voices being dubbed in English. Its gonna be so funny. SharkTales looks good, although its only an animation, but there are quite a number of actors in it. To name a few will be Will Smith, Renee Zellweger, Angelina Jolie, Robert De Niro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/1607/400/dodge.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.dodgeballmovie.com"&gt;www.dodgeballmovie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier before, went to this MAS airline office get my return flight to KL done with. Hopefully can journey back home during december (rite ppl?), but before that have to settle all my stuff here, such as what to study next year and selling our so-called furnitures off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Gerby is done with the cooking...Dinner time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, photos will be uploaded in the future for better viewing, cause I've not reinstalled my nokia software since I've formatted my laptop. Hopefully I do not procrastinate further and this blog will be swamped with pictures. Damn I really had to stress myself out in getting to know how to upload photos into Blogspot since they do not provide image uploads. But finally got it settled by using one of their softwares, Hello Image Publishing (whatever). Looks like I have to seriously investigate before actually complaining huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109420718795430825?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109420718795430825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109420718795430825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109420718795430825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109420718795430825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/09/dodgeball.html' title='DodgeBall'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8169815.post-109411375788987403</id><published>2004-09-02T18:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T19:26:47.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Introduction</title><content type='html'>7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, known to blog for some time back, (well...for a short period of time within the likes of &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/dtremy"&gt;www.xanga.com/dtremy&lt;/a&gt;) has returned once again to this so called automated online journal, depicting various happenings during the course of my stay in Brisbane. I should've restarted this infamous 'blog' of mine during the first semester days of my life here, where ultimately boredom overwhelms me all the way. First semester is gone...days where countless hours spent facing the four walls of my room, well...my house were long gone. Although I still experience the periodic activity of enclosing myself within my four walls, those days are on the verge minimisation. I'm somehow preoccupied with ongoing events in this semesters. Friends, coursemates, bypassers (well...not much), studies, social activities that are happening within Brisbane, are now giving me a promising outlook of my future in the third largest city within Australia. Although it can't be compared to the ever extravagant Sydney, in which i undeniably enjoyed during my winter stay at &lt;a href="http://kienblur.blogspot.com"&gt;Kien's&lt;/a&gt; place, still each city portrays their own beauty, and is solely dependent on how an individual perspective sees it. My feelings for this place increased over the days i've spent during these months. Probably my adaptability is settling and i'm already able to cope with the not so demanding lifestyle of the capital of Queensland (an occasional night out to the pubs and clubs won't hurt). The only deficiency right now is the ability to travel around on my personal four wheels, yes, a car. Hopefully that will be sorted out over the months of my continous stay in this city. Studies too have contributed to the increasing amount of leisure time in me, comparing to the fact that I don't suffer from as many exams and assignments to my coursemates and those within my social circle. Movies and online games have filled me with satisfaction over the allocation of my 'free' time, due to the fact of the lack of 'happenings' within the city, and most importantly, no transportation. I've been here for 6 and 1/2 months and yet my knowledge &amp;amp; adventures of this city remains unexplored. A fact that has been lamented for a few months now since the return from Sydney. But of recent times, that limited area of knowledge has been expanded thanks to a friend who have been bringing us around the city and exploring certain areas for food, the most important aspect of life, well, my life. I live to eat, not eat to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough babbling about myself in Brisbane and the revamp of my new blog. Why have I indulged myself in blog'ing again? Well &lt;a href="http://kienblur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kien's&lt;/a&gt; would definitely say that I imitate him from his own blogsite. Well, I can't deny the fact that it has contributed to the revival of this blog, (acknowledging this fact while images of &lt;a href="http://kienblur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kien's&lt;/a&gt; awful grin and sarcasm floats within my mind) I've also been eager to restart this blog for some time already, but procrastination and delegation of 'other' works, post-poned this revival. Now, it has finally happened. I can start journaling activities that fills me with all expressions during my stay in Brisbane. There will be two formats of this blog, proper English, and the language that I've been conversing since god knows when, Manglish, a complete mixture of cantonese, mandarin, malay and broken English (well as long as it is understandable). As I've said since I started writting a blog almost 2 years ago, this may yet be another '3 minute satisfaction' that grows within me. I may not know how long will this blog last, but hopefully this blog would be more interesting and attractive that the previous version. Thats it, thank you for yr attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8169815-109411375788987403?l=remyd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/feeds/109411375788987403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8169815&amp;postID=109411375788987403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109411375788987403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8169815/posts/default/109411375788987403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remyd.blogspot.com/2004/09/re-introduction.html' title='Re-Introduction'/><author><name>ReMy_D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13509458601671287978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
