<?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-1889382087279812269</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:26:06.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pull the trigger damn it!</title><subtitle type='html'>Trust me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7993400510059514785</id><published>2011-04-15T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:37:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The toy that was once not broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess my fate is sealed, the door momentarily opened to show a slight glimmer of light giving birth to thoughts, hopes and dreams of what lies beyond the realm of the door. The next moment, it shut tight. This wasn't a chance, it was torture the best of which the Universe could give. This bitterness will remain for a while. Difficulty to gulp this down is only certain. Now to take the emergency exit and see what awaits - impending doom, eternal damnation or a consolation. This is the end of a chapter people would want to forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Factum est.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7993400510059514785?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7993400510059514785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2011/04/toy-that-was-once-not-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7993400510059514785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7993400510059514785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2011/04/toy-that-was-once-not-broken.html' title='The toy that was once not broken'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-171804538747002414</id><published>2011-03-24T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:33:25.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out! Out! Brief candle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so here comes the story teller, aged by the forces of time, wrinkled not at the face or skin, but in the heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per usual, there were ups and downs, but it has only been conventionality that the magnitude of the latter far greatly towered over the former. At this rate, it is only a matter of time before depression knocks the door of my conscious mind and steps in, tormenting anything that is sane, distorting order by imparting chaos.  Right now, the only thing safekeeping my sanity is merely a half severed lock. If this breaks, there will be nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the fight in me, I used to. Now? I'm not even sure myself. Given the very little fight left within, if there is to begin with, there is only so much I can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That struts and frets his hour open the stage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Full of sound and fury,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signifying nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-171804538747002414?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/171804538747002414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2011/03/out-out-brief-candle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/171804538747002414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/171804538747002414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2011/03/out-out-brief-candle.html' title='Out! Out! Brief candle!'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2469566317037356134</id><published>2010-09-21T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:02:47.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life is currently a sheet of white paper. In a matter of months, it will either be scrunched or emerged as a portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back by then to tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2469566317037356134?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2469566317037356134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/09/white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2469566317037356134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2469566317037356134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/09/white.html' title='White'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-420585481283114158</id><published>2010-07-09T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:19:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fail-safe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only I had one that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently contemplating to shut this damn thing down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-420585481283114158?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/420585481283114158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/07/fail-safe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/420585481283114158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/420585481283114158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/07/fail-safe.html' title='A Fail-safe'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8366978053797088443</id><published>2010-06-13T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T11:16:40.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A satirical piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I apathetically aligned my eye in position of the aperture, I saw something that wasn't pleasant-a horid visage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is about time I pick up the 'pen' again in this cyberspace after such a lengthy abeyance from the writer's world. Let me just start off with a topic of the day, ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bards of medieval times ridiculed figures through songs and poetry long before the advent of the internet. Needless to say, it is only by human nature that we find pleasure in dissing someone for our own entertainment purposes. A victim then tenaciously cling on to what is left of his dignity only to end up in dismay feeling dampened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are two ways of which sardonicism can take place. Ever heard of self ridicule? Not really? Well that is almost certain because I made that up. Nevertheless, it is possible to scoff over something absurd committed by oneself. Don't you think so? We jeer in contempt over a mishap fully driven by grudge only to realise the matter was given to birth by our very own stupid actions. Finding it hard to gulp down the reality we resort from the conventional means of emotional therapy ranging from alcoholism to a wide array of weird ways of letting it off the system.  Not forgetting self-ridicule within this context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bitter laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, it works. Put it simply, belittling oneself and laughing over your own mistakes shines a light over something that you've not been accustomed to when it comes to, you. Little did you know you re-emerge with newfound  dogmatism which leads to retribution. Whether or not for vegeance or just restoring your integrity. The decision is yours to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened? Puzzled? Don't understand what the doughnuts I'm penning about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, excuse me then. It has been awhile since my parting with the philosophical me. I find it relatively hard compared to before to convey thoughts. Rest assured though that yours truly is not facing every writer's nightmare-a writer's block but just feeling disdainful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trivial matter though. Nothing to be concerned about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.yieldmanager.com/ak/q.gif" style="display: none;" alt="" border="0" width="1" height="1" /&gt; &lt;!-- END TAG --&gt;&lt;iframe name="pbeacon" allowtransparency="true" hspace="0" vspace="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" style="position: absolute; top: -20000px;" src="http://track.pubmatic.com/AdServer/AdDisplayTrackerServlet?operId=1&amp;amp;pubId=22418&amp;amp;siteId=24757&amp;amp;adId=19440&amp;amp;adServerId=529&amp;amp;kefact=0.279000&amp;amp;kpbmtpfact=0.000000&amp;amp;kadNetFrequecy=57&amp;amp;kadwidth=728&amp;amp;kadheight=90&amp;amp;kltstamp=1276396490&amp;amp;indirectAdId=0&amp;amp;adServerOptimizerId=2&amp;amp;ranreq=0.14120480495323418&amp;amp;pageURL=http://thesaurus.com/browse/sardonicism" scrolling="no" width="0" frameborder="0" height="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://ads.pubmatic.com/AdServer/js/adtrackJf6ebaff8253a3377ed73cf13d386f937.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8366978053797088443?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8366978053797088443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/06/satirical-piece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8366978053797088443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8366978053797088443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/06/satirical-piece.html' title='A satirical piece'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7294000946569737918</id><published>2010-05-23T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:42:06.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;POST REMOVED&lt;br /&gt;due to constant elicitation of epic gayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it simple, corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7294000946569737918?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7294000946569737918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/05/gracias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7294000946569737918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7294000946569737918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/05/gracias.html' title='Gracias'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-9014162423101595515</id><published>2010-04-30T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:18:34.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, lady luck is just a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I freaking screwed my chance of doing well in my chemistry test this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason: I was lazy to use my data booklet and decided to borrow it from a friend.Apparently, his data booklet was missing a page which had information required to solve a question. Seriously, what the fuck man? Sometimes everything is just built for a disaster to occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson1: Use your own things next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;              Lesson 2: Don't be stupid, don't be lazy, don't be dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Subject content kind of heavy now. Add thereto obligations from TAYMUN equates to a very sad sad face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sends S.O.S messages to GOD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-9014162423101595515?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/9014162423101595515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-lady-luck-is-just-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/9014162423101595515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/9014162423101595515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-lady-luck-is-just-bitch.html' title='Sometimes, lady luck is just a bitch'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6999873320135552256</id><published>2010-04-21T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:31:46.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging in the arsenal, pulling out all that I've got</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was late, but the time has come to get back to business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6999873320135552256?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6999873320135552256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/digging-in-arsenal-pulling-out-all-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6999873320135552256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6999873320135552256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/digging-in-arsenal-pulling-out-all-that.html' title='Digging in the arsenal, pulling out all that I&apos;ve got'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8722186663514248720</id><published>2010-04-16T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:17:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something happened to my blogger I can't seem to type a post well. FLICK this glitch man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8722186663514248720?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8722186663514248720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8722186663514248720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8722186663514248720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-blogger.html' title='Stupid blogger'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1464762871749724464</id><published>2010-04-12T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:57:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELPMUNC 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/S8MYa0m2fRI/AAAAAAAAAek/j1zLOZmfdYE/s1600/24762_379193902367_769867367_3604741_6858941_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/S8MYa0m2fRI/AAAAAAAAAek/j1zLOZmfdYE/s320/24762_379193902367_769867367_3604741_6858941_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459234022380436754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delegate of Lebanon is under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/S8MYNlSFMdI/AAAAAAAAAec/TIXoIsb5F4I/s1600/24762_379689302367_769867367_3615130_3814273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/S8MYNlSFMdI/AAAAAAAAAec/TIXoIsb5F4I/s320/24762_379689302367_769867367_3615130_3814273_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459233794928488914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delegate of Lebanon is doing some casual thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1464762871749724464?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1464762871749724464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/helpmunc-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1464762871749724464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1464762871749724464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/helpmunc-2010.html' title='HELPMUNC 2010'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/S8MYa0m2fRI/AAAAAAAAAek/j1zLOZmfdYE/s72-c/24762_379193902367_769867367_3604741_6858941_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3617229978747765491</id><published>2010-04-05T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:47:31.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Prances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3617229978747765491?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3617229978747765491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-prances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3617229978747765491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3617229978747765491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-prances.html' title='Happy Prances'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2848642157436781351</id><published>2010-03-28T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:38:02.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a crazy week! I have a pile of homework to attend to and have two upcoming tests. Well, I would say that this entire week had been an eye opener. Monday-Wednesday, I was with the likes of intellectually refined people for the JPA hospital attachment program. Friday-Sunday, I was exposed to a totally different scenario of speech and discussion along with verbally inclined people at Help Model United Nations Conference. This two events occupied my life for a week and almost drained every ounce of energy I had in my system. I am in desperate need to recuperate. Unfortunately, college starts tomorrow. Holy *beeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The ocean is just so deep and just when you thought you're almost at the bottom, you're actually nowhere near...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the refraction of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2848642157436781351?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2848642157436781351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2848642157436781351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2848642157436781351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1895838510426758333</id><published>2010-03-20T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:13:18.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed the bull's-eyes by a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realised that I didn't announce my results here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got straight A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7A+ and 3A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1895838510426758333?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1895838510426758333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/missed-bull-eyes-by-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1895838510426758333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1895838510426758333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/missed-bull-eyes-by-bit.html' title='Missed the bull&apos;s-eyes by a bit'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-606129172747824478</id><published>2010-03-14T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:31:45.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Heavens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am now currently cramped up in a cyber cafe, robbed off all my privacy and just finished figuring out how to fill up some stupid application forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the bliss was short lived. It is back to square again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am experiencing a great commotion in my internal system to process, reason and coordinate emotions as well as feelings to the extent of feeling high the first minute and a hangover the next. Anxiety, depression, anticipation, bliss, you name it. A concoction of these slapping you on the face will give you twice the aftermath of weed.  I feel like tearing open my chest. Either that or just turn into a misery gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS.IS.NOT.GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not even have the time to finish this god damn post because I do not want to spend more than 2 bucks in a cyber cafe tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so pathethic. But when I get home, I shall smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-606129172747824478?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/606129172747824478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-heavens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/606129172747824478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/606129172747824478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-heavens.html' title='Good Heavens'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-700410090831390468</id><published>2010-03-03T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:53:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN AND WILL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say I can, I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say I will, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I CAN and I WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing can stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-700410090831390468?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/700410090831390468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-and-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/700410090831390468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/700410090831390468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-and-will.html' title='CAN AND WILL'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1903524875695814368</id><published>2010-03-03T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:23:17.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How often do divine interventions happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need one to happen right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1903524875695814368?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1903524875695814368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1903524875695814368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1903524875695814368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/03/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8730726615873486641</id><published>2010-02-22T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:56:36.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of guns and roses, of love and war.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At this current rate, it is hard to not be smoking weed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8730726615873486641?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8730726615873486641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-guns-and-roses-of-love-and-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8730726615873486641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8730726615873486641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-guns-and-roses-of-love-and-war.html' title='Of guns and roses, of love and war.'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5271666349537377539</id><published>2010-02-15T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:38:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's TIGER Wood's year. More luck for him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The eye of the heavens rained its gleaming crimson red beams upon a plane of lush greenery. Amidst the foliage emerged a figure on all fours with a robust build-A tiger. Its sepulchral growl turned into a menacing roar. It shook the entire woods, merely announcing its arrival, its prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, best wishes to all in the year of the metal tiger! May we all prosper in longevity and exorbitance. Not forgetting achieving the utmost in whatever we partake in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Chinese New Year 2010 seemed to be a whole new experience altogether of which I'm certain will remain a vestige of time mainly because this time I experienced a change of phase in life. Basically it is partly because I'm shifting to a more mature mentality or to put it simple, turning legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I learned to appreciate home cooked food a lot. Not forgetting the company of family and friends. It is after all true that absence makes the heart grow fonder conceding to the fact that I've been away from home for the past month. Ipoh, being a haven of food will never cease to satisfy your palate and no matter where I go, no matter how much I dread to remain in this country (at times). Ipoh will forever be my roots-never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is pacing too fast that we are incapable of keeping track with it. Hence, it is highly advisable for us to occasionally just stop and stare.  After all, people don't just say the best things in life are the little things that are left unnoticed for the sake of gibes. Life itself was never meant to be fathomed like a set of homogeneous equations. At the end of the day, we have to gulp down the fact that our demise is inevitable. But until that day comes, we shall continue to weave our threads in time and hope that it turns out to be something beautiful in the end before being tattered by time itself. It is called living with the irony of 'the fish eating the fish' concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, it was a nice break from college work and I'm glad to say that I've been mentally rejuvenated and ready to face all kinds of shit life throws at me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more, Happy Year of the Tiger and may all's well ends well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5271666349537377539?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5271666349537377539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-tiger-woods-year-more-luck-for-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5271666349537377539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5271666349537377539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-tiger-woods-year-more-luck-for-him.html' title='It&apos;s TIGER Wood&apos;s year. More luck for him?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1040792686004344259</id><published>2010-02-11T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:03:39.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPOH MALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IPOH MALI IPOH IPOH MALI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPOH!!!! SAYA MARI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1040792686004344259?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1040792686004344259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipoh-mali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1040792686004344259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1040792686004344259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipoh-mali.html' title='IPOH MALI'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7272785036781045824</id><published>2010-02-09T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:41:29.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of cosmic consciousness and the law of attraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to give up on this but I don't want to stop writing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mishaps, mishaps, mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There just wouldn't be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7272785036781045824?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7272785036781045824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-cosmic-consciousness-and-law-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7272785036781045824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7272785036781045824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-cosmic-consciousness-and-law-of.html' title='Of cosmic consciousness and the law of attraction'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4188897513473235403</id><published>2010-01-28T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:22:26.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS THIS?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FALLING&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  FALLING&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; STILL FALLING&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4188897513473235403?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4188897513473235403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4188897513473235403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4188897513473235403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-this.html' title='WHAT IS THIS?!'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1994215550859657302</id><published>2010-01-15T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:07:39.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...POST REMOVED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1994215550859657302?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1994215550859657302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-in-my-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1994215550859657302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1994215550859657302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-in-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2028610520938436026</id><published>2010-01-14T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:53:53.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When things fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm currently contemplating whether or not to blog for Taylors under the editorial board. This system is only introduced this year. So if I decide to, I'm probably done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S A levels is some crazy shit. Not for the faint hearted =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2028610520938436026?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2028610520938436026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-things-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2028610520938436026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2028610520938436026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-things-fail.html' title='When things fail'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4715769856986607826</id><published>2010-01-08T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:29:40.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL INSIDE OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm now currently setting foot on the soil of Subang. Today is the first day for a whole 18-month long term. Lady luck decided to play along with me this time around. Upon arriving at KL Central, I received FREE LUNCH from the taxi driver who was given a packet of rice from KTM as a form of reward for reasons I am uncertain of because he was a vegetarian. So, I get to save my lunch money. Good for me! During the ride, we-as in me and my high school mate, Sharmen which is currently the only acquaintance in Subang were chauffeured to our respective accommodation. On the way, the driver introduced us to a street full of prostitutes from Indonesia, India, China and most probably countries around Asia. He told us that it was not wrong to visit a brothel and you could do so if you wanted to provided you don't discriminate them because in his opinion, they apparently whore themselves to make ends meet. According to him, he had first hand experience with one who was four months pregnant. This is a dark city with various transactions of under the table money. Especially businesses related to human trafficking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So upon reaching our destination, both of us decided to part ways to lodge our belongings into our rooms and meet up for lunch. When we met up, our dear Sharmen decided to have KFC for lunch. Apparently, he 'accidentally' spent almost all of his pocket money and had to put up with Koko crunch for a whole week before he gets access to cash. But still he was willing to keep up with lavish spendings without considering the fact that he might need to bear with hunger for at least 3 days! I kept telling him not to go to KFC but my rants went to no avail. He conveniently took out his phone and activated the GPS and went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"100 meters turn right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"653 meters left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"345 meters left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your GPS not working"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to eat already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me take a seat somewhere and eat my free lunch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, he was persistent in getting his bloody zinger burger. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO, long story short, his phone was conned. I was there with him but fortunately I didn't lose anything and obtained experience. And now we have an interesting ice breaking story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired after spending a day at the police station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thieves who do not threaten you will only be put into the lockup  for 1 day in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4715769856986607826?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4715769856986607826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/kl-inside-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4715769856986607826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4715769856986607826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2010/01/kl-inside-out.html' title='KL INSIDE OUT'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4561460822511992999</id><published>2009-12-31T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:11:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really need to make a review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, it was a slow-going year with a lot of decision making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, 2009 rocked. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I won't be writing much until I reach college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4561460822511992999?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4561460822511992999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4561460822511992999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4561460822511992999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-2009.html' title='Bye Bye 2009'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7550920172964334949</id><published>2009-12-23T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:15:16.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSOMNIA ALERT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PMR STUDENTS CANNOT SLEEP TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT OF PMR STUDENTS WILL CELEBRATE A RUINED CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN AGAIN A LOT OF PMR STUDENTS WILL REJOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH CATEGORY DO YOU FALL IN TO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7550920172964334949?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7550920172964334949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/insomnia-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7550920172964334949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7550920172964334949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/insomnia-alert.html' title='INSOMNIA ALERT'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7875698064000245806</id><published>2009-12-15T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:09:53.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it has been exactly a week past SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM post syndrome is gone. I no longer dream of facts related to subjects for SPM and no longer shout out some random answer for some random question while half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I wake up very morning/afternoon with a divine feeling that feels so light. Something like your soul being elevated. I call it the liberation of the soul. Now I shall quote David Archuleta, "It's like zero gravity." I had been through 10 years of holidays with the exact same feeling of getting back to school feel lingering from the beginning of the holidays until school reopens. When the time comes, I dread a lot when young and grew to adapt to the monotonous cycle. But, it is different now. That back to school feeling is no longer there. Hence, the liberation of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I had been out for the whole week. Some catching up with friends. There is no longer a medium like school to allow this to happen anymore. Ironic and disappointing eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, participating in the mass aerobics was kinda retarded. Nevertheless, I will do it again! Coming up next, food trip? And I have a desperate need to go to the beach. Rather unlikely though due to time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing around the piano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAPARAZZI MEETS BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3b55130ff9041792" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b55130ff9041792%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18EEA45DAD98CB0A3D58D45FCE517E7847C4C03B.633D3A2AC39740E79CF17342EFF3A692DF88A992%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b55130ff9041792%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3AytLq3Z6c-S00iyatRbmvZFvb0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b55130ff9041792%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18EEA45DAD98CB0A3D58D45FCE517E7847C4C03B.633D3A2AC39740E79CF17342EFF3A692DF88A992%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b55130ff9041792%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3AytLq3Z6c-S00iyatRbmvZFvb0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I need a guitar guru asap! I got basic knowledge of chords and understand theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7875698064000245806?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7875698064000245806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/liberation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7875698064000245806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7875698064000245806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8913210200624058873</id><published>2009-12-11T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:16:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we on a crash course?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh I plan on making a come back video but what the heck, I'm having too tight a schedule to do nonsense lol. So FINALLY some time to pen things out. Pffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of scouting college a day after SPM was kinda stupid. That place made me feel so tensed up that I was practically in knots from the tip of my hair to my toes. For those of you who think college is a breeze and it opens new horizons to freedom and joy, well you are not wrong. But it only applies to people who go there with an intention of going wild like what you see in the movies-as they know it, college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspiring to be in the medical field, it will be another 18 months of teeth grinding sessions and I can tell this will be one of the toughest hurdle, possibly in life because we are talking about MEDICINE. It is very depressing to find out that spm is just over and in about 3 weeks time I'm off at some random room picking up hair in the toilet of which I will be sharing with some stranger. (My landlord who himself is a doctor is very particular when it comes to cleanliness) Failing to pick up hair will probably make me lose a very lucrative place to stay! No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had been thinking 18 months is very short, look at how SPM is over now. However, it is very disturbing to also think that we are all on a rush to complete things that we miss out little things. People call it a fast life, we're on a crash course. That was why I never looked forward for SPM to be over. Strive your utmost and hope for the best possible outcome. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote my friend saying that Subang is not a place for you to live, it is what you have to put up with. Like it or not, you have no choice but to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't go Trinity, England?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, 1 house for the same pre-u I can get here? No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very fortunate long lost kindegarten mate who will be doing his A-levels in Bellerbys College, England though. That's cool.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, less than 10 universities in Australia are accepting a direct entry for a bachelor of medicine and bachelor of surgery and there is a cap of only 20 places. Doing an Australian Foundation or SAM will require a ridiculous Tertiary Entrance Rank (TER) of 99.5% to secure a place. You know how to get that? Scoring 99.5 for every subject. There are people out there achieving this score though. Not necessarily impossible. However putting cash and time on the table besides refined intellectual capabilities and momentous effort are definitely not worth the risk. Having said this, I turned down a 50% scholarship from Bradford College, Australia. No choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way it is going, I really cannot imagine whether it is possible for people to be getting a place for medicine in say 5-10 years from now. So people will be saying, that doctors would be rich in the future. Put up with the hefty cost foremost and indulge in your wealth later on. Well, that is not absolutely true. Stable secure income-YES, Fcking rich until you have 100 dollar notes the size of Mount Everest when you pile them up-HELL NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not believe how many degrading medical practioners out there doing shit loads of immoral things just to fork in an extra dollar. Well maybe not a dollar. Nevertheless it carries the same meaning. They earn their bread and butter out of people's suffering. More sick people = more cash. 2 minutes consultation with an overpriced tag. Kudos/Cheers&lt;br /&gt;It is one sad world I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could go on forever. That is about enough of the future. I'm glad that all college affairs had been painstakingly settled right now and I have at least a month of whacked up activities to do. Contrary to the NORM where they lead their boring lives by celebrating, partying and doing the same old routine they call youth civilization. I differ from the rest. Right now, I have a dozen of bees in my bonnet. Eagerly waiting to be released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a little spoiler? Group Taichi in Polo Ground? Joining MASS aerobics in Polo Ground with random uncles and aunties? Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a really sad note, I don't have access to a piano in college. I had been tickling the ivories for more than a decade. I cannot imagine not having the company of one. I WILL HAVE TO RELY ON THE VIOLIN! WTF lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT UPLOAD A VIDEO WTFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;I WILL TRY TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;STUPID THING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I locked Calvin outside the safe room when he had 1 health and he was pinned by a charger. He suffered a heart attack on the spot. EPIC! LOL LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8913210200624058873?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8913210200624058873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-we-on-crash-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8913210200624058873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8913210200624058873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-we-on-crash-course.html' title='Are we on a crash course?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5533621894272689726</id><published>2009-12-09T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:06:50.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goerkgltrejhep'ohgw[ho]rohthgw[kirtpo;bkmjrl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jl.kf;bvkzd'pgkfgz'zklrs&lt;br /&gt;hfzkp;jkh'lsd&lt;br /&gt;ge&lt;br /&gt;[gojhha[krpgt;krpogtk[aerh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;IT IS TIME TO:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAINT THE TOWN RED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURN THE ROOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DO IT AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so cheap, it bears no quality.&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame.&lt;br /&gt;Anticipate a formal come back soon...&lt;br /&gt;Have to deal with college stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5533621894272689726?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5533621894272689726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/12/goerkgltrejhepohgwhorohthgwkirtpobkmjrl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7764604203694814874</id><published>2009-11-16T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:16:29.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The decisive battle of  A LONG WAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The time has come, the moment of truth is here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubes and tubes of ink will fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erasers will be reduced to nothing but dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floors will be bombarded with scrunched paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come a time humanity will come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the end is not today or anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today as well as the following 4 weeks will be days of determination and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for the sake of humanity to thrive and emerge victorious in this war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL ULTIMATELY CONQUER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7764604203694814874?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7764604203694814874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/11/decisive-battle-of-long-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7764604203694814874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7764604203694814874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/11/decisive-battle-of-long-war.html' title='The decisive battle of  A LONG WAR'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7409427566909248892</id><published>2009-10-30T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:50:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DARYL YONG WAI KIT, YOU FAILED YOUR DRIVING TEST ONCE AND LIED? MUSANGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEE I WASN'T THE FIRST TO FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thus stripped of my position as the KING OF THE BROTHERHOOD and you shall be our righteous leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7409427566909248892?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7409427566909248892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/musang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7409427566909248892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7409427566909248892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/musang.html' title='MUSANG'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2790251808729753474</id><published>2009-10-17T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:13:29.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remembered the time when I was in form 2, there was this BM teacher who never failed to sleep in class. He slept during oral presentations and can could miraculously wake up just in time to say "Bagus! Bagus!" after the presentation. I guess the cue must be "Terima kasih."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, regardless of essays or novels, he stressed for them to have happy endings and his words were vividly etched in my mind ever since. However, I was very fond of instilling suspense be it in my essays or anything else. I thought happy endings were corny and were too normal that it would bore people to death. Subsequently I only believed happy endings (fake ones) only happens in Disney productions (take note that I am still in disbelieve regarding this matter but that is not the point I am trying to make today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally realised that happy endings are actually CRUCIAL! (in fiction of course, and also in reality but there is no assurance for the latter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I SPENT 3 days to finish A FREAKING DRAMA! I have never fully completed a drama in my life so far until this one. I knew I put myself into shit the moment I got addicted to it so I came to a conclusion that I have to finish it ASAP so that I can continue to concentrate on studies. And I'm glad I've finished all 37 episodes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to my point, the drama had a hanging ending which usually induces a WTF?! NOOOOO expression on your face and you will be left cursing away at the producers. So basically, my BM teacher's teachings came to light after 3 years and now I know it is within our nature to cherish happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama is aired on 8tv every Monday-Friday at 7 pm. It is called Chinese Paladin 3. Yeah it sounds stupid, retarded and all. Not forgetting the ridiculousness and wrong things stipulated within the series but I have one word for it-captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so much for seeing the light, got to keep my thoughts straight now, I need that happy ending for my SPM. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2790251808729753474?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2790251808729753474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-endings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2790251808729753474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2790251808729753474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-endings.html' title='Happy endings'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4507094880196661905</id><published>2009-10-11T14:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:57:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5B Class Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS STOLEN FROM MC'S BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiVQ8FouzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eiYYTfM6o18/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiVQ8FouzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eiYYTfM6o18/s320/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393224672016382770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess everyone knows who this guy is already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU1MkaLxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Rc-Ib5uBdTY/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU1MkaLxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Rc-Ib5uBdTY/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393224195404082962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recording history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU0_Z3RbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XnUa3qsYXyw/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU0_Z3RbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XnUa3qsYXyw/s320/DSC01083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393224191870191026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice our physics teacher and the pink shirt guy's expressions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiWLMdFuqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-2OYY0vPo9o/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiWLMdFuqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-2OYY0vPo9o/s320/DSC01082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393225672842132130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw a meteor shower. No, serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU0OW5eiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Yg-0JIKE3-A/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiU0OW5eiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Yg-0JIKE3-A/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393224178704415266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5B 2009&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to other schools which have an event to commemorate their students graduating, we in ACS do not recognize this norm or rather choose to ignore due to various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm glad that my class had a class party without fail almost every year, if not compensated for. Our class was the only one which produced class t-shirts for two consecutive years and we certainly had a night to remember on the 10th of October 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to our treasurer Jonathan John and not forgetting the man behind almost everything, Ruel Abbarow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AWARDS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built-in speaker: Krizun Loganathan&lt;br /&gt;Muscleman: Leong Siew Fai&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet person: Thong Zhi Sen&lt;br /&gt;Most annoying nuisance: Chan Wei Minh&lt;br /&gt;Pareya of the year: Sukhjit Singh&lt;br /&gt;MCA Board Chairman: Duncan Yau&lt;br /&gt;MIC Board Chairman: Clarence James&lt;br /&gt;Best Lover: Sharmen a/l Sekaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9743da7ef65ac5ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9743da7ef65ac5ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D460AADC7B80366575BE2037922D857CAB0E2359A.19A5A9B59CBD25F48EEEDF355352E55212F226E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9743da7ef65ac5ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsx3Ifg5xwnBggUcCLAaYeUr9NpE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9743da7ef65ac5ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D460AADC7B80366575BE2037922D857CAB0E2359A.19A5A9B59CBD25F48EEEDF355352E55212F226E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9743da7ef65ac5ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsx3Ifg5xwnBggUcCLAaYeUr9NpE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The phantom proposing to our physics teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharmen, I know you read my blog but I have to say that YOU ARE ONE JIWANG ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-604479e5a2b06b0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604479e5a2b06b0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B21C848CF390EE66618796808ADFAC967759BFA.4687F9DD678042FFE777EB758E03BBFB45FE8AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604479e5a2b06b0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0M6abF6q51CqX85ryzlqi0eJfCI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D604479e5a2b06b0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B21C848CF390EE66618796808ADFAC967759BFA.4687F9DD678042FFE777EB758E03BBFB45FE8AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D604479e5a2b06b0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0M6abF6q51CqX85ryzlqi0eJfCI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleh, indian dance. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to inet after that, that place sucks ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend suggested to crash voodoo. Regardless, better not to have alcohol in the system while driving. No one wants to leave so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4507094880196661905?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4507094880196661905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4507094880196661905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4507094880196661905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='5B Class Party'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/StiVQ8FouzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/eiYYTfM6o18/s72-c/DSC01077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-9008484120266260432</id><published>2009-10-07T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:45:07.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Still Alive&lt;br /&gt;2. 8A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A+ ----&gt; extra work&lt;br /&gt;4. Time to eat sleep talk BM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-9008484120266260432?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/9008484120266260432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/status-report.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/9008484120266260432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/9008484120266260432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/10/status-report.html' title='Status Report'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5643518301869642008</id><published>2009-09-27T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:48:29.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If it is a joke, you LAUGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9dnnSevyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/h6pmIVw_n1o/s1600-h/disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9dnnSevyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/h6pmIVw_n1o/s320/disney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386126614501179170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9d1r64JiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5sDTYmP-oM8/s1600-h/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9d1r64JiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5sDTYmP-oM8/s320/mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386126856262526498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, for a bunch of sus domesticus why the hell not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will appear to be&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9doNypulI/AAAAAAAAAc0/pvFbyw4eMwY/s1600-h/disney+joke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9doNypulI/AAAAAAAAAc0/pvFbyw4eMwY/s320/disney+joke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386126624836663890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bottoms up guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is definitely worth toasting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5643518301869642008?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5643518301869642008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-it-is-joke-you-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5643518301869642008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5643518301869642008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-it-is-joke-you-laugh.html' title='If it is a joke, you &lt;u&gt;LAUGH&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sr9dnnSevyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/h6pmIVw_n1o/s72-c/disney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1322735826517823536</id><published>2009-09-23T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:52:26.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Education Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATTENTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear 5B students who still happen to read my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please decide on a date for an education fair to commence in ACS courtesy of Ms. Foo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this fair is to guide you to the best way to achieve your dreams and aspirations as well as to make sure you don't make the wrong choices en route to your respective ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly cooperate with me in school to ENSURE this education fair actually happens and rest assured it WILL NOT be some kind of junkie not worth your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your Monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1322735826517823536?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1322735826517823536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/education-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1322735826517823536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1322735826517823536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/education-fair.html' title='Education Fair'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1676662536293007069</id><published>2009-09-17T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:32:52.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Upon casted shadows lies vestige of bygones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm appearing for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are substances to blog about, but I just hate the way I present content for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I require some time to search for the soul that resides within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only until then it is the end of the hiatus for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, trials was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 grueling weeks of eraser dusts, ink stains and not forgetting blisters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how answers and questions were circulated days before the exams. Those lucky mustards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S The school site is inaccessible. DAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1676662536293007069?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1676662536293007069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/echo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1676662536293007069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1676662536293007069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/09/echo.html' title='Echo'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6080999238356505008</id><published>2009-08-24T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:36:48.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelantan Jamban Tarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As presumed, the house video did not disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that there are still a lot of Malaysians who dwell in poverty and there is also the issue of the government flying a man to space when some parts of Kelantan aren't equipped with proper basic sanitation. I have a feeling the video touches about the Kampung Buah Pala controversy but it is just an assumption since the reason for the house to be demolished was not mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why Yasmin Ahmad or Yasmin Ahmad look-alike  stopped  as she walked passed the boy and talked to him. Someone please enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the video is the best so far and I hope those upcoming ones will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double thumbs up to Linus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: DAMN! MISS INDONESIA SHOULD HAVE WON THE MISS UNIVERSE 2009 TITLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6080999238356505008?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6080999238356505008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/kelantan-jamban-tarak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6080999238356505008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6080999238356505008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/kelantan-jamban-tarak.html' title='Kelantan Jamban Tarak'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7946237002442539495</id><published>2009-08-21T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:21:14.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extravagance? Nay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dolled up figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bunch of vagrants and tramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect match eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt;: The third video release from 15Malaysia films was an agonizing 3 minutes and 44 seconds listening to Nik Aziz's "Tree". It's rather disappointing. Owh well, can't wait for House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7946237002442539495?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7946237002442539495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/extravagance-nay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7946237002442539495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7946237002442539495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/extravagance-nay.html' title='Extravagance? Nay..'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2623046210917092140</id><published>2009-08-12T21:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:15:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4Ck7JQJxhs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W4Ck7JQJxhs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like a whore like me&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like Tila/Miley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweet till your hands are numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweet till your sounding dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm tweeting all day&lt;br /&gt;And I seem to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tweet more words than I really do say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm always tweeting all the important things, you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like when I fart, cry, laugh, burp and when I have to pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to the airport cuz I have to catch a plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you really need to know that?&lt;br /&gt;Of course! That's insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I'll take a picture, twitpic for you to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll write that I am ugly, so that you can disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like a whore like me&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like Tila/Miley&lt;br /&gt;Tweet till your hands are numb&lt;br /&gt;Tweet till your sounding dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;When you're under 10, over 60 aged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you constantly refresh your homepage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you have over 100 updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you stay up tweeting till its super late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're computer gets a virus&lt;br /&gt;When you tweet more than Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you tweet about what you're eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you sing a song just about Tweeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like a whore like me&lt;br /&gt;Tweet like Tila/Miley&lt;br /&gt;Tweet till your hands are numb&lt;br /&gt;Tweet till your sounding dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweet about the things you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweet about everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweet, one thing, for me please&lt;br /&gt;Tweet about this vid for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE THUMBS UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, THIS COMEDIAN SPEAKS MY THOUGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Standing ovation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2623046210917092140?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2623046210917092140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/tweet-whore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2623046210917092140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2623046210917092140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/tweet-whore.html' title='Tweet whore'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8368717115644928125</id><published>2009-08-07T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:45:42.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse-Our time is running out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time? Running out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8368717115644928125?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8368717115644928125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/muse-our-time-is-running-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8368717115644928125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8368717115644928125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/muse-our-time-is-running-out.html' title='Muse-Our time is running out'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6249469201230146552</id><published>2009-08-03T16:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:36:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers are pitiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15 minutes ago, a man approached me asking me what did the tuition centre behind me have to offer and I recommended physics and add maths assuming that he was a parent. The conversation went on and he revealed his true intentions. Apparently, he was a tuition teacher in disguise, an English one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dimwit thought I was a Poi Lam student and asked me whether I needed assistance in English. Hello? I was speaking to him in what? Tamil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I had absolutely no problems in English and he persisted and said "Are you sure? Let me test you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm flopping sure and I didn't mind him testing me, my parents were after all 45 minutes late and THIS IS WHY I LOVE DRIVING MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tested me on grammar of which I accurately answered all. That was when he realised he was in deep shit. He was pretty sure I was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cina apek&lt;/span&gt; and would score a zero. Then, he looked around and saw my badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owh, you're from ACS!...Wai Keong. I see, I see. I know Puan Manjit&lt;/span&gt;. (Now I know why birds of the same feathers flock together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was either him looking down on me or ACS which was a grave mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to cover his mistakes he decided to test my literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the poem 'If'? It's &lt;span class="pronchars"&gt;pō-&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˌ&lt;/span&gt;em not po-yem you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course I know 'If' and I know POEM you dimwit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me about meanings, phrases as well as connotations in the poem and I freaking got all correct, his balls were dropping by now I swear. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to flee right now or risk peeing in his pants. So he said, "You've got fundamental grammar mastery, your literature is good but it's different for essay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit, not done yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, &lt;/span&gt;*jots down his contact number and personal details* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you see la, our local english&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papers are different from Cambridge levels so if you aspire to get an A1 for SPM and not leave it as an elusive dream, you come to me, I can help you. Give me your essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok, ok, sure, no problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. (FUCK OFF) (sorry it was unintentional, he looked down on me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the piece of paper and realised he spelled his name wrongly and scratched it. Well he must have been shaken due to a tad of embarrassment and feeling awkward but who cares? I had my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Those who aspire to get an A1 for English in SPM, contact 016-5273051 (Mr. Suresh) he said price is VERY NEGOTIABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6249469201230146552?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6249469201230146552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-are-pitiful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6249469201230146552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6249469201230146552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-are-pitiful.html' title='Teachers are pitiful'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5120875004627116427</id><published>2009-07-29T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:41:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Sera Sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SnA6riaUZVI/AAAAAAAAAck/FrBrG_nPCMs/s1600-h/tevindiran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SnA6riaUZVI/AAAAAAAAAck/FrBrG_nPCMs/s320/tevindiran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363851675844240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tevindiran a/l Subramaniam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1992-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You will be dearly missed my friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please give a moment of silence while reading this post in respect of the late Tevindiran a/l Subramaniam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;News spread around the school today like wildfire regarding a student involved in an accident with a school bus, the motorcyclist was described to be suffering from major blood loss and was in a critical condition, never in my wildest dreams that it would be him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all people, why him? Though he tends to joke a lot and at times edge over to perverted matters, HE WAS DEFINITELY ONE GOOD FELLOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gloomy, dead-stricken and silent ambience around the form 5 corridor especially the second class sent shocks of chills in me, the world seemed so cold back then.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Memories just flashed through my mind the entire day, even long forgotten once were miraculously recalled. I couldn't help to feel so damn sorry for him, for everything that lied ahead in time. He was truly ambitious, taking 13 subjects for SPM when students from my class only took 11 max. The times in form 3 where I used to laugh a lot at his jokes and not forgetting the part where he drew an elaborate diagram of the vagina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part where he asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You were staring at her weren't you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't lie, I saw you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO LA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I denied that back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic part of this entire mishap was when I met him on the way up the stairs yesterday and had a "YO BRO!" greeting with the latter. Come to think of it, what if I knew that that would be the last time I would be seeing him? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How would he had felt if he knew that day was his last day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a painful death for him, no one knows but it was certainly not a handsome parting. I was supposed to attend his wake ceremony tonight but my mum just won't let me drive there cause my parents will be going outstation tonight itself too, AGAIN. I'm so sad and so pissed but there's nothing I can do about it. So, All I  or rather we can do now is to pray for him to rest in peace and pray that his family will be strong and be able to get through this seemingly obscure moment in their lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again my deepest condolences, you will never be forgotten, old friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que Sera Sera, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever will be will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The future is not ours to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que Sera Sera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What will be will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5120875004627116427?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5120875004627116427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-sera-sera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5120875004627116427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5120875004627116427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-sera-sera.html' title='Que Sera Sera'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SnA6riaUZVI/AAAAAAAAAck/FrBrG_nPCMs/s72-c/tevindiran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7088720709555843173</id><published>2009-07-28T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:17:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SH!T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUGLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FUGLY&lt;/span&gt; FUGLY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUGLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUGLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit&lt;/span&gt; the magazine =//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;*DROOLS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Izd9dgFHLxs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Izd9dgFHLxs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Push it baby, push it baby out of control,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7088720709555843173?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7088720709555843173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/sht.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7088720709555843173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7088720709555843173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/sht.html' title='SH!T'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8749403771567353885</id><published>2009-07-25T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:52:18.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does spring smells like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mini Taiwan's&lt;/span&gt; canteen day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash flowed like water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not for the entertainment offered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely every penny for the surges of dopamine and oxytocin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely saturated with stimulants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh the bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply irresistible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8749403771567353885?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8749403771567353885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-spring-smells-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8749403771567353885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8749403771567353885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-spring-smells-like.html' title='What does spring smells like?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3749016999782848020</id><published>2009-07-18T14:58:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:31:29.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The arrival of an eventual end down the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so today marked the end of yet another lengthy chapter of my life, opening virgin boundaries to a new horizon at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, it was a real eight long years in service under the Boys' Brigade. From sweat to tears, from polished belt buckles to lustrous  leather, from trooping the exalted colour to fervid horn tunes from the bugle and finally, from the parade grounds to the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unraveling the canvas to display portraits of memories painted with a worn off quill. Enrolled in service as a recruit working all the way up the ladder to two stripes. It wasn't easy, neither was it a cruise but nevertheless it was a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the BB, looking back it seemed as though it was just a week ago that I handed in that petty piece of paper to register as a member and today it was goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times,  I gazed upon flamboyant figures in the company with sashes fastened around their trunks, all of which are blurry images in my mind now but one thing was certain back then, I was awed, awed as in how kids get hyped up over power rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my tenure, I saw many changes, people change, I change, everyone changes.&lt;br /&gt;For the good or the bad, it depends.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, the thought itself requires a big gulp of air to recuperate the mind and the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turning back the pendulum:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBLcXFVFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p0P0NsLZVc8/s1600-h/DSC01673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBLcXFVFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p0P0NsLZVc8/s320/DSC01673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359707065139156050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A long forgotten community service, my first (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-M6H-jAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0rs8SfjNgtA/s1600-h/1_613635006l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-M6H-jAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0rs8SfjNgtA/s320/1_613635006l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359703791773846530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bunch of whackos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4l1RRRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/47u9IqnrCQo/s1600-h/n1007936399_337586_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4l1RRRI/AAAAAAAAAbU/47u9IqnrCQo/s320/n1007936399_337586_1408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359705641752544530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really wonder why the dog gets all the attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4Zf9BMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c6YHo5GI2ag/s1600-h/P8030417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4Zf9BMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c6YHo5GI2ag/s320/P8030417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359705638441911490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-MrLWBZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xymUgt1OMG4/s1600-h/1_171001631l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-MrLWBZI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xymUgt1OMG4/s320/1_171001631l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359703787761436050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bus trip to somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_Il6W4zI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Jm1OoUDjIDs/s1600-h/f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_Il6W4zI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Jm1OoUDjIDs/s320/f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704817140163378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing on top a fire engine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_ISOZ4mI/AAAAAAAAAas/NfTKUqeQn8k/s1600-h/291120081301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_ISOZ4mI/AAAAAAAAAas/NfTKUqeQn8k/s320/291120081301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704811855536738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Annual dinner? We were drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_IS39iKI/AAAAAAAAAak/eHupK_XjKds/s1600-h/DSC01275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_IS39iKI/AAAAAAAAAak/eHupK_XjKds/s320/DSC01275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704812029839522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tell you I make really amazing twist rolls, my mates can testify that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBKrui_9I/AAAAAAAAAbk/lMtJyHqHWis/s1600-h/5057_1165783017243_1007936399_517136_2553935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBKrui_9I/AAAAAAAAAbk/lMtJyHqHWis/s320/5057_1165783017243_1007936399_517136_2553935_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359707052084232146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The part where I became a drill instructor, definitely not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBK35MsLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ElkB4ALvvNk/s1600-h/5057_1165784297275_1007936399_517168_1645492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBK35MsLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ElkB4ALvvNk/s320/5057_1165784297275_1007936399_517168_1645492_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359707055350132914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were times of commitment, but there were times of lazing and slacking too. Can't blame this, was in charge of kitchen and chores. EXTREMELY TAXING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBLEeMU6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/YMddw38qwKQ/s1600-h/5057_1165784337276_1007936399_517169_3210566_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBLEeMU6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/YMddw38qwKQ/s320/5057_1165784337276_1007936399_517169_3210566_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359707058726523810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A rough view of the parade ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_IJw2YxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Eqf90TqEvZ0/s1600-h/28062008973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_IJw2YxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Eqf90TqEvZ0/s320/28062008973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704809584091922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played with fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_H47DQtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/luD3XmC43MQ/s1600-h/28062008968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_H47DQtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/luD3XmC43MQ/s320/28062008968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704805063475922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and conquer fears-heights in this case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGFaIMVNEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZRCvEoTHO0Q/s1600-h/1_628636471l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGFaIMVNEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZRCvEoTHO0Q/s320/1_628636471l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359711715469898818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have the traditional game called 'stack'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-M4YQsbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_Zx7YpisHJM/s1600-h/1_543113485l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF-M4YQsbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_Zx7YpisHJM/s320/1_543113485l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359703791305273778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stomping grounds in the middle of nowhere somewhere near Gopeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGCMKN3ixI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HHijX9Pr6Q0/s1600-h/5620_1173521330696_1007936399_546097_594794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGCMKN3ixI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HHijX9Pr6Q0/s320/5620_1173521330696_1007936399_546097_594794_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359708176960162578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Putting on the sash, a rare occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4-J51-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/bExSto4Xc6s/s1600-h/291120081305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4-J51-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/bExSto4Xc6s/s320/291120081305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359705648281540578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We owe most of everything to these men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4Mi6jII/AAAAAAAAAa8/5SVufazetMo/s1600-h/z133223746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmF_4Mi6jII/AAAAAAAAAa8/5SVufazetMo/s320/z133223746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359705634964671618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keep marching on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell 1st Ipoh Coy, yet another batch of senior boys are leaving the mother ship, heading towards their own voyages but fear not for the spirit of the Boys' Brigade will never die in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so we have this hope as an anchor for the soul&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sure and Stedfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 6:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3749016999782848020?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3749016999782848020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/arrival-of-eventual-end-down-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3749016999782848020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3749016999782848020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/arrival-of-eventual-end-down-road.html' title='The arrival of an eventual end down the road'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SmGBLcXFVFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p0P0NsLZVc8/s72-c/DSC01673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5282003419308722082</id><published>2009-07-17T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:30:16.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing two birds with one stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are no stones, forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER EAT SEAWEEDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my word  for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5282003419308722082?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5282003419308722082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/killing-two-birds-with-one-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5282003419308722082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5282003419308722082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/killing-two-birds-with-one-stone.html' title='Killing two birds with one stone'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-221994522484110900</id><published>2009-07-01T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:58:47.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My motherboard is burnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not going to repair it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It saves me the trouble of exercising my self-imposed regulations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM GOING TO BE THE QUIZ MASTER FOR THE UPCOMING PERAK STATE BIBLE KNOWLEDGE QUIZ. RIGHT NOW I AM JUST AFRAID OF MISPRONOUNCING THE NAME OF PLACES AND PEOPLE FROM THE BIBLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking of selling an authentic apple green converse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interested? Let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I guess it will be a very very long time til the next update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Owh, I forgot to mention this but I WASN'T SELECTED FOR NATIONAL SERVICE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-221994522484110900?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/221994522484110900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-is-burnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/221994522484110900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/221994522484110900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-is-burnt.html' title='Everything is burnt'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7963193345230903440</id><published>2009-06-15T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:32:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I call upon a detachment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, a defibrillator was not what I needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a concussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to bid farewell to the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be popping up when I need to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it IS goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7963193345230903440?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7963193345230903440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-call-upon-detachment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7963193345230903440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7963193345230903440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-call-upon-detachment.html' title='I call upon a detachment'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4857366246232671003</id><published>2009-06-13T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:14:18.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalking attempt #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the very first time in my life, I stalked someone =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a failure though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjPA_ysD6TI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eaxkGzhNq80/s1600-h/130620091820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjPA_ysD6TI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eaxkGzhNq80/s320/130620091820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829384789780786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No equipment, nothing except for a pair of shades =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjPBARf3fZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jMQPccllAOI/s1600-h/130620091826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjPBARf3fZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jMQPccllAOI/s320/130620091826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829393060134290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Target spotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought wrong =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work on that 50-year-old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4857366246232671003?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4857366246232671003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/stalking-attempt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4857366246232671003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4857366246232671003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/stalking-attempt-1.html' title='Stalking attempt #1'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjPA_ysD6TI/AAAAAAAAAZc/eaxkGzhNq80/s72-c/130620091820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6030558398528491045</id><published>2009-06-13T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:12:21.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjM08_P7hkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PUeqn6GoY0o/s1600-h/n1007936399_259859_1730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjM08_P7hkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PUeqn6GoY0o/s320/n1007936399_259859_1730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346675404993955394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one missing part of my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was a plot to rape me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what happened, everything went blank after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6030558398528491045?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6030558398528491045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6030558398528491045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6030558398528491045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-memory.html' title='Missing memory'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjM08_P7hkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PUeqn6GoY0o/s72-c/n1007936399_259859_1730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5802716179167527249</id><published>2009-06-12T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:32:01.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh my</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjEwsqsFdiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Kcxbnwf2wlI/s1600-h/1_168227393l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjEwsqsFdiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Kcxbnwf2wlI/s320/1_168227393l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107776597063202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese dude: Singh, hump me on that ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singh dude: Titanic style? Owh yeah baby! Let's do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese dude: Make sure non of our classmates sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singh dude: Cut the crap, get up the ship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE SAW THIS HAPPENING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man this picture reminds me about NigaHiga's titanic parody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how this picture ended up in my folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my class trip 2 or 3 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PWNED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5802716179167527249?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5802716179167527249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/owh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5802716179167527249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5802716179167527249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/owh-my.html' title='Owh my'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SjEwsqsFdiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Kcxbnwf2wlI/s72-c/1_168227393l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2784551702534763928</id><published>2009-06-10T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:05:36.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule delayed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess Living Hell Part 1 won't be coming too soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si_LB4b_3OI/AAAAAAAAAZE/10TE3ESmCKY/s1600-h/060620091799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si_LB4b_3OI/AAAAAAAAAZE/10TE3ESmCKY/s320/060620091799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345714515902192866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is well long and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got my haircut today, the sides are so bald now =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, just when it is getting into shape, I have to snip it all =//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a worrying note, I've been having MULTIPLE weird dreams these days. I won't remember anything when I get up but it pops out later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, there was one dream where a bunch of my classmates were grouping together and giving exact measurements of their penes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RECALLED THIS WHEN I WAS HALF WAY DOING MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PAUSED. YES, I PAUSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a side project which is to impersonate a 50-60 year old man and write about his life. It's kinda late so I guess I will start tomorrow. It will be in a separate blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the writing is successful, I will be making videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I will become the next youtube celebrity =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather unlikely though because I tend to be vehement yet lackadaisical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2784551702534763928?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2784551702534763928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/schedule-delayed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2784551702534763928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2784551702534763928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/schedule-delayed.html' title='Schedule delayed'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si_LB4b_3OI/AAAAAAAAAZE/10TE3ESmCKY/s72-c/060620091799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6645106645118069031</id><published>2009-06-09T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:47:54.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your gun points back at you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the time when I said I hated assholes on the road,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it more when I became &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lizard on my windshield. I sprayed it and used the viper to deem it to oblivion lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson number 1: Don't play a fool while you're driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson number 2: It's not proper to have divided attention during driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sworn, stared and chased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's a reminder not to be an asshole on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Hell Part 1 coming up, right now I'm just too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6645106645118069031?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6645106645118069031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-your-gun-points-back-at-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6645106645118069031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6645106645118069031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-your-gun-points-back-at-you.html' title='When your gun points back at you'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7199137175019599386</id><published>2009-06-08T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:14:43.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si0qnxtqSPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q53gAucuORo/s1600-h/DSC01275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si0qnxtqSPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q53gAucuORo/s320/DSC01275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344975195606763762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7199137175019599386?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7199137175019599386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/teaser.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7199137175019599386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7199137175019599386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Si0qnxtqSPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q53gAucuORo/s72-c/DSC01275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7995014769656472583</id><published>2009-06-07T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:25:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Living Hell: Prologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was A FREAKING 4-DAY-LONG-LIVING-HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently half dead looking like Judge Pao and hence this prologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a foreign officer from Taiping joining us this time and I have to say that I've certainly learned a lot from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man whom I presume is in his thirties and was once very fit but lost shape. He was an ex-scout cum BB officer. Strict in uniform but friendly in casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, he is an exceptionally seasoned backwoodsman and that's a whole new level of outdoor cooking for me. There was a campaign about HIV awareness in between he asked me what to do to not contract HIV. Well, certainly not visiting brothels in your local red light district was my answer. However according to him, it's usually safer visiting brothels. One night stands are the killer. Why? Simple, you get into a brothel, you are certain and sure of your aims which is in contrast to one night stands cause you'll probably get too high to realise. "Enjoy first, suffer later" But I have to say I disagree with his stand about pornography becoming a replacement for prostitute services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to imply that I'm a girl magnet to the extent of saying that I look like his japanese friend's boyfriend yet he calls me an innocent kiddo LOL. That japanese guy must be his rival. He is the last bachelor among his friends and he is after a girl from his church for 8 years though. So it's time, we'll support you from Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I have dark hazel/light brown eyes. I don't wear colour contacts =________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7995014769656472583?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7995014769656472583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-hell-prologue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7995014769656472583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7995014769656472583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-hell-prologue.html' title='A Living Hell: Prologue'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-795845517114069019</id><published>2009-06-04T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:48:41.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An apology just ain't enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Siel5YYG9RI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Txt1HrTjD1c/s1600-h/DSC01239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Siel5YYG9RI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Txt1HrTjD1c/s320/DSC01239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343421888113079570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Siel5pyz0HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/i3SC25ZvWYE/s1600-h/DSC01238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Siel5pyz0HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/i3SC25ZvWYE/s320/DSC01238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343421892788473970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're stuck in deep shit, the world just goes spinning around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, let's skip that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights await.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-795845517114069019?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/795845517114069019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/apology-just-aint-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/795845517114069019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/795845517114069019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/apology-just-aint-enough.html' title='An apology just ain&apos;t enough'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Siel5YYG9RI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Txt1HrTjD1c/s72-c/DSC01239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3091267001772846060</id><published>2009-06-03T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:02:22.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, you suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, today was a driving marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are seriously a lot of assholes on the road. But today 'they' sort of behaved themselves so there's no need to rant about it =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drop me at that coffee shop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only less than 100m from here, you can walk there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A friend of mine wanted me to give him a ride when there were clearly no appropriate places for me to drop him off within the vicinity. So I dropped him at a place where he needed to walk, cross the road and walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SPEECHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone up for activities in Ipoh Swimming Club, I can't be spending every evening there alone. Well I could and seeing the way it is, I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn snooker, I haven't touched badminton for a long time but if someone is tagging along, why not? Squash is kind of out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can also fine tune our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boobs &lt;/span&gt;*ahem* CHEST in the gym lol. Killer abs in 1 and a half weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No members? No time? C'mon =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY if nothing suits you, I suggest sight seeing by the pool. Not everyday is a good catch though. (but I rather not have your company like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I got ditched indirectly by my mates today. Disappointing =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going to the jungle tomorrow to chop bamboo with 4 manpower. Shop for food and cook backwood style. Troublesome but hey there's food, no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm back from camp I want to go on a food hunt.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your suggestions coming in.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STILL CAN'T WORK THE JUDITH THINGY OUT.&lt;br /&gt;CURSE YOU BOON HOOI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3091267001772846060?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3091267001772846060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-you-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3091267001772846060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3091267001772846060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-you-suck.html' title='Man, you suck.'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4975088632192089744</id><published>2009-06-01T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:47:58.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River flows upstream. Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RIVER FLOWS IN YOUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86b159bf0eee2188" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86b159bf0eee2188%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61E29C3C7992516F4D19E59AE861FAA4E0426398.3CCACA21A1E6CD9B05B143926C5E7BF9F796FDAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86b159bf0eee2188%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6lJ4jwMCegnchldcWrjcJJqY-5o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86b159bf0eee2188%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61E29C3C7992516F4D19E59AE861FAA4E0426398.3CCACA21A1E6CD9B05B143926C5E7BF9F796FDAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86b159bf0eee2188%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6lJ4jwMCegnchldcWrjcJJqY-5o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come Yiruma gets  to have a Miss Korea as his wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Sang Woo and Yiruma are related. Okayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY JUDITHS ARE THERE IN THIS WORLD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE TELL ME PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4975088632192089744?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=86b159bf0eee2188&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4975088632192089744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/river-flows-upstream-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4975088632192089744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4975088632192089744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/06/river-flows-upstream-lol.html' title='River flows upstream. Lol'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-114517101716547851</id><published>2009-05-31T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:16:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random shots and stares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When crossed sights lead to a tenacious bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just wished it lasted a second longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, a second is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SiKQzzZf7XI/AAAAAAAAAYc/l1JrHrC9h6E/s1600-h/300520091777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SiKQzzZf7XI/AAAAAAAAAYc/l1JrHrC9h6E/s320/300520091777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341991327659715954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS A KINDERGARTEN TABLE WITH WORDS WRITTEN IN THREE LANGUAGES ON IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ONE SAYS LEMBU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-114517101716547851?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/114517101716547851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-shots-and-stares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/114517101716547851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/114517101716547851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-shots-and-stares.html' title='Random shots and stares'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SiKQzzZf7XI/AAAAAAAAAYc/l1JrHrC9h6E/s72-c/300520091777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3107642770954702288</id><published>2009-05-29T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:56:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agoraphobia once brought a lad to his knees but it was not long before the dormant knight in him surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one long and tough journey for the knight. Alongside him, countless masquerades of people in parade were unmasked with a frequency of 50Hz, leaving only the scent of Sultan Brunei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was where the pilot and the wingman made a grandeur entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one step closer to the beach before 30,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen Light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured that your legacy will be continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe journey ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3107642770954702288?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3107642770954702288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3107642770954702288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3107642770954702288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6725167812855980983</id><published>2009-05-27T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:00:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booty licking wholesomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 3 weeks of sleepless nights and uncountable worries I am still standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mids are screwed big time though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously troubled. Something needs to be done NOW for it is either I drop or it drops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, there are some whacked up things to do during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Korean barbecue which i don't know why the hell am I involved.&lt;br /&gt;-Bamboo chopping&lt;br /&gt;-Backwood cooking&lt;br /&gt;-Going to the morning market&lt;br /&gt;-Camping&lt;br /&gt;-DRIVE OUT AND MAKAN 24/7 (who wants to join me, just give me a call)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Your safety and well being will be at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a teaser,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sh010TFmi_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XokE6znRppg/s1600-h/090520091682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sh010TFmi_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XokE6znRppg/s320/090520091682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483905724517362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my officer, there used to be a bamboo jungle here once upon a time ago but it was blasted off  and a railway track was constructed on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sh010FQeHgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XGFDMuAhFXY/s1600-h/090520091683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sh010FQeHgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XGFDMuAhFXY/s320/090520091683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483902012005890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bamboo, no cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing there's still a huge jungle of bamboo about 500 metres down the track into the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average bamboo shoot height is roughly 20 feet and it has to be cut into segments meticulously to avoid cracking and damaging the bamboo. The best thing is we don't have a transport to load the bamboo and only have 4 men power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.O.H.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6725167812855980983?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6725167812855980983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/booty-licking-wholesomeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6725167812855980983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6725167812855980983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/booty-licking-wholesomeness.html' title='Booty licking wholesomeness'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sh010TFmi_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/XokE6znRppg/s72-c/090520091682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6603499231872020665</id><published>2009-05-23T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:37:40.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CON THE 'AH MOI'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's an upcoming prom in Ipoh and it is called PROM D' AMOUR. I've forgotten all my italian, french and german terms that I learned from music theory but I roughly get the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching it, it means stupid love LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Con the 'ah moi' is better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 4 days, till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6603499231872020665?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6603499231872020665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/con-ah-moi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6603499231872020665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6603499231872020665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/con-ah-moi.html' title='CON THE &apos;AH MOI&apos;'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5938821760467429353</id><published>2009-05-22T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:36:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screwed add maths big time. Possibility of getting an A is approximately 0.00001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything lower than a B and i will practise my kungfu body floating stance at Kinta River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEJARAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a defibrillator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the results are out, my heart is going to be skipping a lot of beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there won't be any cardiac arrests =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5938821760467429353?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5938821760467429353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6652020807128798266</id><published>2009-05-14T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:20:40.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I screwed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't finish my add maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that no one did makes me feel a tad better =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I won't screw my A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The permanently sustained injury has been a pain in the ass recently, not that it wasn't in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-A-M-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I NEED TO GO TO THE BRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6652020807128798266?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6652020807128798266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6652020807128798266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6652020807128798266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-screwed.html' title='I screwed?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6423383407846236541</id><published>2009-05-09T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:57:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh no</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exam is beginning on Wednesday and I went scouting for bamboo today =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming plans await after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to drive, drive and drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't screw my mids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; the last post till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LABOUR LABOUR LABOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, we get to see lower six girls on Monday o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6423383407846236541?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6423383407846236541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/owh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6423383407846236541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6423383407846236541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/owh-no.html' title='Owh no'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7279101164580897024</id><published>2009-05-08T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:52:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once bitten, twice shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should have happened the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was designed for a disaster the previous time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a guy from Sam Tet who shared the same predicament as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both turned out triumphant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to be in the brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;NK YOU SEPAKAT AND ZABIDIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7279101164580897024?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7279101164580897024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-bitten-twice-shy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7279101164580897024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7279101164580897024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title='Once bitten, twice shy'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1940674740973993811</id><published>2009-05-07T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:00:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fly paper planes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow: Driving retest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If luck happens to not be on my side again, I will knock all the poles down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least, I get it back to them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been flying paper planes in class everyday recently, I like to get them stuck in the fan @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1940674740973993811?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1940674740973993811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-fly-paper-planes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1940674740973993811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1940674740973993811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-fly-paper-planes.html' title='I fly paper planes'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4672399353422172976</id><published>2009-04-27T18:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:04:43.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a random appearance, I've not been lifted off the hiatus status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2 cents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, reality is so malleable yet too variable that often a time turns harsh for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/deRF9oEbRso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/deRF9oEbRso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little things in life like this can never fail to put a smile on a face. Talent and gift- many reckon them a blessing. Definitely deserves a standing ovation. Let's not forget the little girl Hollie Steel but at her age anything happens and there's a whole continent ahead to conquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, things like this in life makes you stop and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning to those of you who are having a happy day, I do not want to burst your happy bubble. Do not let curiosity force you to view the video. I'll repeat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fcDTmjxdogY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fcDTmjxdogY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condition is medically known as Harlequin Ichthyosis. It is a congenital skin disease where the body produces too many skin cells and thus creating a thick layer of keratin layer in fetal human skin and causes defects of the hands, feet, ears, mouth and eyes. The mortality rate is close to a 100% though this condition is extremely rare and is statistically viewed to happen in 1 out of 300 000 infants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking? Stunned? Baffled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew there would be something as pitiful as Hutchinson-Gilford Progeria Syndrome which is the genetic defect of an individual where rapid aging happens. Most of them live up to their teens, barely scratching the surface or the zest of life? Someone in my school gave us a lecture today and told us that man is the architect of his destiny. Does this statement hold truth? Well it does, but not entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intentions of showing this to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IT IS A BLESSED DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;APPRECIATE YOUR LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS IS GOD'S BLESSING TO YOU! REPAY HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had mentioned, just my two cents =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, that's about all for today. I do not want to sound like Socrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Life has been full of mishaps*shit recently and I can barely cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;-SPM IS IN 6 MONTHS TIME AND I AM STILL BLUR&lt;br /&gt;-It's time to sell my soul to the books and subjugate procrastination&lt;br /&gt;-I do not want to die of asphyxiation from books piling up on me but it is time to drown myself in the sea of odyssey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4672399353422172976?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4672399353422172976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4672399353422172976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4672399353422172976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-a-boo'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8702503802476209888</id><published>2009-04-24T14:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:39:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I failed. It hurts. Details tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I'm free now I shall begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the road test, but failed the circuit when it was never a problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason was not because of incompetency but rather stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed the 3 point turn. I wanted to be 100% sure that I will not hit any poles so I adjusted my position once by reversing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stopped and failed, don't think it is a mandatory mistake but I was failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that only 3 moves were to be executed during this 3 point turn and thus adjusting my car by reversing sums up to 4 moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know about this but why do you think it was called the 3 point turn in the first place? Stupid? Yes I terribly am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically went against my principles of 'pulling the trigger' which I coined up this year. What's there to consider? Being too careful turned out to be a devastating approach for me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But speaking from the logical sense, do you think I will reverse if I knew it would cause me to fail? It was de ja vu when I contemplated on adjustments prior recalling my instructor asking me to adjust once to avoid the poles. Nevertheless, I blame my shallowness of not reasoning what a 3 point turn was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brag of not having extra hours? I talk about competency, I boast about greater capacities, I ponder on the thought of breaking boundaries. It's just an epic fail to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Friday is Labour's Day and I've to wait for the 8th of May for the retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waste time&lt;br /&gt;I waste money&lt;br /&gt;I'm 2 weeks behind from claiming my license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FAILED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now I know how it feels to get 6A's in PMR or 11A1's and 1 A2 in SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel that something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Winston Churchill said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;success is going through failure again and again without the lost of enthusiasm, &lt;/span&gt;I reckon it not an easy task for it is not a breeze to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I hereby &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOW &lt;/span&gt;to never ever fail again. The aftermath is just too much to handle and having said that I am officially going on a hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time frame is partially meant for the recuperation of my damaged soul, most of it is due to examinations though. I quote my vow, get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I passed my swimming test today, was expecting the driving to pass and the swimming to fail. But owh well, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sh&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these rendered me physically and mentally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye for now, say a month?&lt;br /&gt;Will be back during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that I've made a full recovery by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;When misery gets the better of you, you cringe in agony to the pulsating beat of  inferiority &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8702503802476209888?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8702503802476209888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/melancholy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8702503802476209888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8702503802476209888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2925855245558228441</id><published>2009-04-22T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:51:48.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When incandescent light is extinguished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cow was in my way this time, wonder what happens when you honk? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuan-tuan, jangan melayan isteri dengan buruk/menganggap isteri sebagai satu beban. Sesuap nasi isteri kamu makan, satu pahala kamu dapat, kalau empat? Hah, kamu sendiri fikirkan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The radio was having some sort of program about Islam, there were more but let me keep it for the next time cause ~Our time is running out~ Right, right muse, my time is indeed running out =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zabidin let me drove alone in the circuit today towards the end. Whoa the moment he asked me to drive alone while he prattled along with his mates, I immediately ceased the opportunity and sped off before he finished his sentence. Without an instructor next to me, I actually performed better! And I exceeded the speed limit in the circuit and there was no one to stop me. ABSOLUTELY EPIC! It's my last lesson after all and I will miss Zabidin, the ever cool looking man who wears shades and dresses well. Surprisingly, he wore a big yellow cap today. It was funny =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Zabidin in the car, I managed to snap a few pics while driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjO0rYWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vpNFNAiyFlY/s1600-h/220420091649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjO0rYWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vpNFNAiyFlY/s320/220420091649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327493982151467362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjWBtcNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pNTfrB3x56M/s1600-h/220420091650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjWBtcNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pNTfrB3x56M/s320/220420091650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327493984085176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I freaking missed the perfect version of this picture. 2 minutes before, the scenery and the ambience was mind blowing. The light was crimson red with an orange hue. Like the fogs you see in the forest in the movies =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving test is on Friday, I wish/pray/hope I pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I didn't take a picture with Zabidin and I regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood these days, a cliche? Yes, but nevertheless no one will when all you can think of from now on is books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjbG9xtI/AAAAAAAAAYE/j4-KsD1PACU/s1600-h/220420091651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjbG9xtI/AAAAAAAAAYE/j4-KsD1PACU/s320/220420091651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327493985449395922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What will you do if you owe a mansion like this and get to view this everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Give it a week or two and it'll be back to being monotonous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2925855245558228441?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2925855245558228441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-incandescent-light-is-extinguished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2925855245558228441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2925855245558228441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-incandescent-light-is-extinguished.html' title='When incandescent light is extinguished'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Se8PjO0rYWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vpNFNAiyFlY/s72-c/220420091649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8162722928572956201</id><published>2009-04-19T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:54:38.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Season 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SetG5IfUX6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/pAW0ZmbCFjw/s1600-h/justkhai_8tv_ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SetG5IfUX6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/pAW0ZmbCFjw/s320/justkhai_8tv_ghost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326428931641073570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Malaysian supernatural mystery television drama series, Ghost premiered tonight. Frankly speaking, I'm not a fan of Malaysian film productions but this is an exceptional case because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It has a good plot&lt;br /&gt;2. It has good mysteries and twists stipulated in the story&lt;br /&gt;3. They speak in english most of the time&lt;br /&gt;4. I like the theme song lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether there is a substantial connection in terms of the plot from season 1 but I think it's fine starting from season 2 itself. So, do catch it if you're free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme song, it's nice =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qtr54qm3Fp4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qtr54qm3Fp4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8162722928572956201?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8162722928572956201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/ghost-season-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8162722928572956201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8162722928572956201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/ghost-season-2.html' title='Ghost Season 2'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SetG5IfUX6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/pAW0ZmbCFjw/s72-c/justkhai_8tv_ghost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6214084073602302195</id><published>2009-04-18T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:25:14.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalyptic Riders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 horsemen, no longer a far sight? Yes? No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while, taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are currently more important things at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6214084073602302195?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6214084073602302195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/apocalyptic-riders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6214084073602302195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6214084073602302195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/apocalyptic-riders.html' title='Apocalyptic Riders'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8960854998396753356</id><published>2009-04-13T20:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:14:39.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse you! You little lying Delilah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That title was quoted from the Phantom of The Opera. Curse everything that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to skip to my final driving lesson. The guy that picked me up made a sudden stop at 7 eleven en route to the driving centre and asked me to get him sugar. Wtf? I thought there was a drug transaction going on and I was the middle man (black sheep). Then he said it was a kind of sweet, so I went in and started looking for 'sugar'. Well, I do not recall any brand of sweets by the name of sugar. So I asked the cashier and he looked at me like I was some kind of fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sugus ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the F am I supposed to know (whispers to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then that guy came in and grab the sugus, paid up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in the car and he asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini sugar tak tau ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sugus&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh tak pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-T-F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After that, I went on with my driving lessons and it was pretty smooth at the beginning, but all hell broke loose in the middle. Changed wrong gear, mistakes at the slope, purposely banged the pole during the 3 point turn  and my parking wasn't right. My instructor was tensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, nak test dah ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Managed to rectify the problems though. And I was laughing all the way inside the car. Knocking down the pole was freaking hilarious. Little did I know the pretest was actually something quite formal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;when they called in the JPJ guy I was literally screwed big time. I thought it would have been some Tom, Dick or Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in a different car and although it was comfortable, the controls weren't really the same. So, I decided to be extra polite and addressed him as TUAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THAT !@#$% started to complain non-stop the moment I moved my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelam-kabut betul! (shakes head) Relax la, kereta relax, saya relax, you tension buat apa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUUUUUU BISINGGGGGGGG OF COURSE LA SAYA KELAM-KABUT!!!!!!! (I DID NOT SAY THIS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road, I asked him whether I was supposed to take the A, B or C road and he told me it was B. So I went on with the B route. The, suddenly he asked me to follow the van and turned somewhere else, I didn't slow down cause I thought it was a mistake and he went on with his crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini selekoh, brek la. Slow down shift gear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TUAN jalan B kena pergi straight! ( I said this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya tahu la, sekarang saya mau tengok awak erti bawa kereta ke tidak bukan kenal jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN OF COURSE LA I KELAM-KABUT! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then went on with his crap and said I was good but I was blur and wasn't at ease. Luckily that fella shut his mouth when I was in the circuit doing the turns, slope and parking. And guess what, despite all of his bullshit he gave me a 18/20 score I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things only came clear to me when I went back to the office to finish off my final payments. A week before the clerk asked me to bring along RM142 today. Well, today she gave me the receipt and it was written RM132 there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;I had to pay an extra RM10 for 1 more extra lesson. IT WAS ALL PLANNED BEFOREHAND! That JPJ guy purposely induced stress on me and insisted that I have 1 extra lesson and it's because I finished off their freaking 10 hour lessons 1 week before my L is due for the test. DAMN GOOD STRATEGY MAN I TELL YOU! Want to suck my money? FINE, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I'm not stupid ok?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT PROVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SeM3_DpU4ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BCKIY0g1bLk/s1600-h/130420091623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SeM3_DpU4ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BCKIY0g1bLk/s320/130420091623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324160740931985810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BALANCE: RM142 (written 1 week before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SeM3_VhsqzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sciVtWHFRVI/s1600-h/130420091624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SeM3_VhsqzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sciVtWHFRVI/s320/130420091624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324160745731828530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RM132 (amount required today without adding up the extra RM10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK I'M STUPID OR BLIND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So when I sit for the test next Friday, they better not fcking fail me. If not I'm gonna (FILL IN THE BLANKS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, to avoid these problems. Try your best not to take your  whatever driving license from SEPAKAT. They will suck your money whenever there's an opportunity. BUT I doubt it's different anywhere else. HEY we're living in Malaysia after all ;) GOD I LOVE THIS COUNTRY! Who wouldn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH! I AM A PROUD CITIZEN WOOOOOTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8960854998396753356?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8960854998396753356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/curse-you-you-little-lying-delilah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8960854998396753356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8960854998396753356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/curse-you-you-little-lying-delilah.html' title='Curse you! You little lying Delilah!'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SeM3_DpU4ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BCKIY0g1bLk/s72-c/130420091623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8200978910400948436</id><published>2009-04-11T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:02:50.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you pink fanatics, let me remind you that organs are pink in colour =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a dead cat while I was driving,&lt;br /&gt;The second time I passed that road,&lt;br /&gt;I saw the cat in two pieces,&lt;br /&gt;Separated by its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; guts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8200978910400948436?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8200978910400948436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8200978910400948436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8200978910400948436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink.html' title='PINK!'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1545442103118150582</id><published>2009-04-10T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:39:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACS vs Anderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corporal punishment has a negative effect on society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposition: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposition: Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion Accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Speaker: Krizun Loganathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that marks the end of a long yet exhilarating ride of ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially retiring.&lt;br /&gt;Might consider going for the Taylors debate though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-RFM_IeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/d-BiXRpxqF0/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-RFM_IeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/d-BiXRpxqF0/s320/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322901010262204898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-Q0zwHuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/0Lt93P36I7o/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-Q0zwHuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/0Lt93P36I7o/s320/DSC00162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322901005861396194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-QnY-BRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XVJREIi67lU/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-QnY-BRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XVJREIi67lU/s320/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322901002259399954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-4xzGjgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VXftjilG-wQ/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-4xzGjgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VXftjilG-wQ/s320/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322901692248133122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-QIjv-CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5cjFmSCkT28/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-QIjv-CI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5cjFmSCkT28/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322900993983117346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6_Yew_kRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BYPgzIOb0bY/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6_Yew_kRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BYPgzIOb0bY/s320/DSC01143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322902236894826770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1545442103118150582?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1545442103118150582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/acs-vs-anderson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1545442103118150582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1545442103118150582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/acs-vs-anderson.html' title='ACS vs Anderson'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sd6-RFM_IeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/d-BiXRpxqF0/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8756463305340326162</id><published>2009-04-08T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:31:54.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotary Debate Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; vs Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 9th April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Chin Woo Athletic Hall (near MGS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: Be there by 7.30pm or 6.00pm if you want to witness the Group B debates as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's back to business after all of this ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8756463305340326162?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8756463305340326162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotary-debate-finals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8756463305340326162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8756463305340326162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotary-debate-finals.html' title='Rotary Debate Finals'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5770547118651920101</id><published>2009-04-06T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:18:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMC vs ACS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TV plays a more significant role in modern life than the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proposition: SMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opposition: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motion denied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And ACS marched its way to glory and victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: TAKE NOTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You do not shake hands with a debater and the coach and leave the rest of the team, you are actually trying to scrape their integrity or merely just mocking them. Doing so will only result in your utter imminence of being obliterated to the depths of oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You do not pull a prank on me and get away with it. For all I know, what comes around goes around and I will make sure I'll personally handle the payback I owed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never EVER mess with a phai =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5770547118651920101?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5770547118651920101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/smc-vs-acs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5770547118651920101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5770547118651920101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/smc-vs-acs.html' title='SMC vs ACS'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-539587046490003254</id><published>2009-04-04T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:18:49.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotary Debate Semi Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMC vs ACS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPS vs Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 6th April 2009 (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: SMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there by 7.30pm so you'll have a place to sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is if you're interested to come.&lt;br /&gt;It is preferable for you to come support ACS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't use this as an excuse to escape tuition though =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-539587046490003254?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/539587046490003254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotary-debate-semi-finals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/539587046490003254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/539587046490003254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotary-debate-semi-finals.html' title='Rotary Debate Semi Finals'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3220651053466981562</id><published>2009-04-02T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:26:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACS vs TCS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Neither a borrower or a lender be" is good advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposition: ACS&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposition: TCS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motion accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Speaker: Krizun Loganathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SdTYFdn-9hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XWHNhFLcYhg/s1600-h/IMG_1737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SdTYFdn-9hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XWHNhFLcYhg/s320/IMG_1737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320114648194676242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kudos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3220651053466981562?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3220651053466981562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/acs-vs-tcs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3220651053466981562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3220651053466981562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/04/acs-vs-tcs.html' title='ACS vs TCS'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SdTYFdn-9hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XWHNhFLcYhg/s72-c/IMG_1737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2493361157632552590</id><published>2009-03-31T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:21:51.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotary Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The rotary debates will begin this Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preliminaries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMI vs SMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RPS vs STAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACS vs TCS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMC vs Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: SMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there by 7.30pm so you'll have a place to sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is if you're interested to come.&lt;br /&gt;It is preferable for you to come support ACS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't use this as an excuse to escape tuition though =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2493361157632552590?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2493361157632552590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/rotary-debate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2493361157632552590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2493361157632552590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/rotary-debate.html' title='Rotary Debate'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6805829011874494613</id><published>2009-03-30T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:18:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permanent Sustained Injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if death comes after a surgical procedure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happens if there's no surgical procedure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today's driving was one exhilarating one&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Steam! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally hitting 70km/h on the road and the air conditioners were turned on cause it was raining. Wohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, it seems the titanic video is getting famous among my classmates. LOL sick people we have these days HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6805829011874494613?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6805829011874494613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/permanent-sustained-injury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6805829011874494613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6805829011874494613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/permanent-sustained-injury.html' title='Permanent Sustained Injury'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-154436868227822127</id><published>2009-03-29T19:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:46:33.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Killed time with the ipod touch and the piano alone in the dark lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sc9h8WbSZQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/obJT2M8fBS4/s1600-h/280320091602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sc9h8WbSZQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/obJT2M8fBS4/s320/280320091602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577374387922178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f0e21f52224bced" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f0e21f52224bced%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45A82D5A127B9B204BDD590BBEC874AE83D74985.7124572E5DE63E0EC4FB8D89AA1AD036EB8B6586%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f0e21f52224bced%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyAtaeHXQ2FmnPJw7AVTiUO048Ms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f0e21f52224bced%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45A82D5A127B9B204BDD590BBEC874AE83D74985.7124572E5DE63E0EC4FB8D89AA1AD036EB8B6586%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f0e21f52224bced%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyAtaeHXQ2FmnPJw7AVTiUO048Ms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see anything, it's pitch black. Nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my last Enrollment Day in the Boys' Brigade. Turns out sitting down on the reserved bench as an NCO wasn't really that grand. Used to look forward to sit there. And I scorched my lips with boiling water from the water dispenser before going into the sanctuary. Shit happens anytime, anywhere. Am I was supposed to give a speech in that condition? The sensation was like rubbing chilly padi on your lips. By the time I went in, I already had fish lips lol. Good thing it recovered before I was summoned to the stage. My first time speaking in a church, if you ask me what's on my mind when I was on stage, I would tell you the microphone was freaking awesome. If only we get those mics for our debates. Anyway that doesn't matter, the most important thing was to let the people know more about the BB. That had always been my intentions and in a few months time all of us would be parting our ways. Looking back in time, it was truly a memorable 8 years of service in the BB. Frankly speaking, besides school, I have not been attached to any other organisations for that long. So the BB actually means a lot to me and I hope that this organisation would continue to inspire youths in the days to come. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: GOD WHY DIDN'T I HAVE THE PRESENT OF MIND TO TAKE A GROUP PICTURE WITH THE RED SASH ON?! IT'S A ONE IN A NEVER OPPORTUNITY =.=&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-154436868227822127?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3f0e21f52224bced&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/154436868227822127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/154436868227822127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/154436868227822127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/Sc9h8WbSZQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/obJT2M8fBS4/s72-c/280320091602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7685424532055483783</id><published>2009-03-28T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:09:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything pops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been away recently, we'll be back as soon as I'm in form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Warning! This video is not for the faint hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JLcJ5Mez1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JLcJ5Mez1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7685424532055483783?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7685424532055483783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-pops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7685424532055483783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7685424532055483783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-pops.html' title='Everything pops!'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7602955941870500216</id><published>2009-03-24T20:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:09:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster leaves your passion overrun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY IS THIS HAPPENING AGAIN??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm regaining the ability to blush until my ears go so bloody red I feel like fainting. This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT GOOD&lt;/span&gt;, it's bad to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jokers(the idiots I wrote about who were all crazy about the female specimen) presented their oral today. It was hilarious and actually held water this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When a man falls in love, he falls in love with his eyes. When a woman falls in love, she falls in love with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On the other hand, I'm no longer doing sex scandals for my BM oral presentation. It would be Toilet Cleanliness Campaign lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/ScjpYe56XmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/K6LF8KI4t-g/s1600-h/240320091600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/ScjpYe56XmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/K6LF8KI4t-g/s320/240320091600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316755966932967010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't mourn what is gone, greet the dawn, turn around and face the rough billows and turning tides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7602955941870500216?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7602955941870500216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/disaster-leaves-your-passion-overrun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7602955941870500216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7602955941870500216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/disaster-leaves-your-passion-overrun.html' title='Disaster leaves your passion overrun'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/ScjpYe56XmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/K6LF8KI4t-g/s72-c/240320091600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4683974614365103018</id><published>2009-03-23T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:33:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw right through your poker face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went for driving lessons again, nothing much today cause I'm already used to it and thank God Zabidin didn't fart this time =) While I was driving, I heard the Matkool ice cream vendor's song, it was weird and whenever I drove with Zabidin, they will always play a song called Adam dan Hawa by Misha Omar I think lol. One more thing, the driving centre still had Nizar's picture framed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4683974614365103018?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4683974614365103018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-saw-right-through-your-poker-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4683974614365103018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4683974614365103018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-saw-right-through-your-poker-face.html' title='I saw right through your poker face'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8031081492822137114</id><published>2009-03-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:58:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot me at the head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And end the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the educational fair in Syuen Hotel today it was meant for the post SPM students and STPM students but I went there to have a look. I already knew what type of further studies were offered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; the only mind shattering obstacle now is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DECIDE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know, it's hard to make a decision. Everything is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE LET ME SEE THE LIGHT, I DON'T CARE IN WHAT FORM OR MEDIUM IS IT PRESENTED TO ME. I JUST NEED TO SEE THE LIGHT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't mind if the message comes to me in the form of an angel from the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Please do support Earth Hour. Enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8031081492822137114?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8031081492822137114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/shoot-me-at-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8031081492822137114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8031081492822137114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/shoot-me-at-head.html' title='Shoot me at the head'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4369876439096633211</id><published>2009-03-17T21:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:08:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I drove to KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't drive to KL, I just drove for 3 hours straight =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the driving centre late cause those people were late in the first place when I was early. So it was pay back lol. I was given an instructor by the name of Encik Zabidin, he is around his 50's, wears shades to look cool lol and happens to be kinda boring too =/ He was also reluctant to tell me his name in the first place and asked me to refer to his card when I was driving. His fart had a distinctive smell also AHAHAHA. But I like the way he says signal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasi sig-i-nal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, there was a series of procedure of checking parts of the car before driving commenced. I was moving 10 km/h -_______- After 10 minutes only he allowed me to move at 20 km/h -_________-&lt;br /&gt;Kinda frustrating, the road was so long yet I was moving so slow. Minus the part where my engine died a few times, everything was fine except for the temperature in that mini inferno kancil hell, it felt like an incinerator. The slope is a 60/40 success-fail rate for now, hey it was just my first try so no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to make the kancil go like a horse where it jumps up when you release the clutch very fast, but that's just a thought for I would fail if I were to do that lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and I forgot to mention the part where I pretended not to know that Zabidin farted and turned to the side window to gasp for air and my steering wheel swayed. Dangerous shit lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4369876439096633211?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4369876439096633211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-drove-to-kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4369876439096633211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4369876439096633211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-drove-to-kl.html' title='I drove to KL'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-4095137014093333881</id><published>2009-03-14T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:54:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting off some steam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went for a photo shot today for license size and passport size photos and my mum kept asking me to smile. I've never seen anyone smiling in their passport or license photo before and I was questioning whether it was possible and that guy said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CAN! CAN! Can smile how much you like&lt;/span&gt; (even if you look like a maniac with an obtuse angle curvy smile on your face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave a very lame ass unnatural smile, I wouldn't even call it a smile, I just merely exposed my teeth =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out in Malaysia, you can take smiley pictures, not sure about emo pictures though, serious faces are only required overseas. Wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbukBbyMfqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kd05nrIls38/s1600-h/140320091578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbukBbyMfqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kd05nrIls38/s320/140320091578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313020529958747810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went off to meet up with my friends. They were busy playing counter strike in the cyber cafe and I was sick of cs already. Besides, I've not been gaming since school reopened so I accompanied 2 others to buy a guitar at Nang Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing was, my friend was able to give a tutorial on how to play a guitar in a shopping mall. Cool huh? After a brief moment of explaining the basics to start playing the guitar, we watched Dragonball. An analogy for this show would be asking a cina apek to act as batman or superman. Besides the hot actresses in the movie, everything was lame and guess what? Everyone thought the movie was over when they started to show the credits but no, it wasn't over and half of the  people in the cinema left. Awesome lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT 4 DEAD IS FREAKING AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pnRVIC7kS4s&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pnRVIC7kS4s&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-4095137014093333881?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/4095137014093333881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/letting-off-some-steam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4095137014093333881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/4095137014093333881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/letting-off-some-steam.html' title='Letting off some steam'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbukBbyMfqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kd05nrIls38/s72-c/140320091578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-5150738534770816837</id><published>2009-03-13T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:57:12.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frequency high=higher pitch lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Expect quality updates the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm burnt, rosy red patches on my face. It looks nice but it stings lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave, here's a quote from 1 of my sam tet friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice to see&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice to smell&lt;/span&gt;, you're free to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpret as you wish, I'm not going to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-5150738534770816837?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/5150738534770816837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/frequency-highhigher-pitch-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5150738534770816837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/5150738534770816837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/frequency-highhigher-pitch-lol.html' title='Frequency high=higher pitch lol'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-7871819757192399667</id><published>2009-03-12T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:28:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There was no roller coaster ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no roller coaster rides of emotions for STPM AND SPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STPM students from ACS performed extremely well, everybody was smiling only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM on the other hand was kinda tensed up for the first class only though. Nevertheless, 5 managed to get straight A1's and a few others getting straight A's. Most of my seniors got good results, 2 of them even got straight A1's. One of which used to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A male student has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Studies&lt;br /&gt;2. Relationships&lt;br /&gt;3. Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can only choose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; of them in order to achieve a balanced plateau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I've refined his teachings in this textual form, this wasn't the original wordings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were fine, I always screw my chances of getting 100 for mod maths and add maths due to careless mistakes. Damn I hate it, so close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat is on, many received the aftermath of the announcement of SPM results. There is a tensed atmosphere now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow in a blinking of an eye it's already March, blink a few more times and it's SPM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother, I blinked a few million times already, it's an illusion! Chill! Chill!&lt;/span&gt; (Clearly tensed up as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sure nice living the life of a student, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeri0☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-7871819757192399667?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/7871819757192399667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-was-no-roller-coaster-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7871819757192399667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/7871819757192399667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-was-no-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='There was no roller coaster ride'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8061099872011900754</id><published>2009-03-07T20:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:48:22.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a B. Are you NUTS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember the time I said my calculator was stolen, well I used this before getting a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbJnSzKOCcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sBvmIfsGwrI/s1600-h/070320091540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbJnSzKOCcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sBvmIfsGwrI/s320/070320091540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310420483291613634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask me what that black patch is, it's been like that since my bro brought it back from Aussie or since he left. Not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I can't read japanese, I don't know what's written on the stickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbJnSYDvfTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HnUALABP72M/s1600-h/070320091541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbJnSYDvfTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HnUALABP72M/s320/070320091541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310420476016688434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calculator is VERY faulty, you can only see a quarter of the number you press and you'll get that mini u shape for numbers 0,3,5,6 and 8 which means I had to memorise the numbers I pressed and was unable to refer back. However, the most irritating thing was that I can only view answers in 4 significant numbers. This problem was dealt with by fixing my answers to 3 decimal places but I couldn't see anything bigger than 9999 without turning them to standard form which was pretty much useless if I did too =/ Nevertheless, I did survive lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments ago I finished an IQ test, well I've done a lot before but I've never finished one cause I was too lazy and the questions were irritating. My score was 125, average I guess (Phai wanna try? *winks*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not used to people calling me monitor, please call me by my name if I'm needed cause it takes time for that word to sink in my head before I go "Owh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a worrying note, my seating position which is directly under the LCD projector box suspended from the ceiling is extremely dangerous for the birds are building their fortress in that damned thing and I'm prone to droppings. The other day I found at least 8 patches of milky shit on my table, chair and floor and later that day I was attacked by a bird, it pecked me on the neck before fleeing. It's a bloody hit and run, this means war. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for today, till the exams are over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8061099872011900754?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8061099872011900754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-me-b-are-you-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8061099872011900754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8061099872011900754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-me-b-are-you-nuts.html' title='Give me a B. Are you NUTS?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SbJnSzKOCcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sBvmIfsGwrI/s72-c/070320091540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-2311928363183317387</id><published>2009-03-02T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:13:44.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The M theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The monitor in my class was sacked and they had a by-election. They set me up to be the new monitor and I don't know what in heaven's name will happen next. I recalled being the monitor once in standard 1, but the only thing I remembered was chalking down student's name on the blackboard =O. So it's my first and last year in school as a monitor. They call me The Man or Boss but I just feel I'm The Sucker. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one step closer to getting my license, I can already sniff it coming =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Anyone wants to fly kites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;☻☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-2311928363183317387?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/2311928363183317387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-theme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2311928363183317387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/2311928363183317387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-theme.html' title='The M theme'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6332356482431040059</id><published>2009-02-27T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:18:50.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful footwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Footwork, lean legs ahhhhh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gay, I want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psychopaths are awesomely brilliant they make me tingle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6332356482431040059?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6332356482431040059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/graceful-footwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6332356482431040059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6332356482431040059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/graceful-footwork.html' title='Graceful footwork'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-1405587887767332038</id><published>2009-02-25T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:36:20.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A promise you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's it with sex scandals these days, they're everywhere =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened during bio lessons in school. Well, she was talking about HIV and how it could be transmitted. When suddenly people started bombarding her with questions like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teacher, what is oral sex? &lt;/span&gt;(Someone actually thought it was kissing lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyone want to explain?&lt;/span&gt; *calls out random student's name*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know, the man insert *pauses* aiya sucking la. You all know already wan I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I nearly fell off the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think everything comes to an inevitable chronological end, I reckon it so very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-1405587887767332038?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/1405587887767332038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/promise-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1405587887767332038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/1405587887767332038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/promise-you-say.html' title='A promise you say?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-8125452939348554370</id><published>2009-02-23T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:59:28.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety. Bad, bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oral sex in malaysia is illegal o.O It is a crime punishable under section 377B of the Penal Code which provides for a sentence of up to 20 years imprisonment and whipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chua Soi Lek my friend, I wish you luck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting addicted to Claudine, this is bad =/ (Claudine's a song not a girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw me for choosing roses as my oral presentation topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-8125452939348554370?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/8125452939348554370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/anxiety-bad-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8125452939348554370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/8125452939348554370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/anxiety-bad-bad.html' title='Anxiety. Bad, bad'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6194450834844615958</id><published>2009-02-22T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:08:07.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent the past two days in front of my pc typing my commonwealth essay and playing Maksim's Claudine on the piano. That's all -_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3dbe699fbdff257e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3dbe699fbdff257e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF6085ACDE87ED6E5E5AD1B550A27C4B6F2C0D05.51BB63B46F7078D8766D86D8FA928247B56A9DF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3dbe699fbdff257e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiWaxr497uWSIWP_WFr_8SvDE0-o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3dbe699fbdff257e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331943051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF6085ACDE87ED6E5E5AD1B550A27C4B6F2C0D05.51BB63B46F7078D8766D86D8FA928247B56A9DF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3dbe699fbdff257e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiWaxr497uWSIWP_WFr_8SvDE0-o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were pauses and some minor mistakes and it's only half of it =/ It's pressuring recording myself. How do they do it perfectly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be nice if I'm able to play the violin part too, but I have to combine both videos o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s it really sucks compared to Maksim's =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6194450834844615958?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3dbe699fbdff257e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6194450834844615958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6194450834844615958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6194450834844615958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s done.'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-6961013919455950183</id><published>2009-02-20T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:16:48.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I poke you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We lost, screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-6961013919455950183?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/6961013919455950183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-poke-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6961013919455950183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/6961013919455950183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-poke-you.html' title='Can I poke you?'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-549099391921141410</id><published>2009-02-19T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:51:12.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only I knew someone named Walter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've officially stopped ALL my music classes, piano and violin. Both suspended in mid air. Stuck at grade 7 most probably for life unable to finish grade 8. F---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been miserable, very M-I-S-E-R-A-B-L-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head prefect has a beef with me for I don't know what apparent reason or maybe I'm just sensitive. One way or another it still pretty much suck, A LOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports day's tomorrow, I'm hoping my misery could be compensated with a mere victorious moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March on BB. If we lose, the treat's on me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll treat you to m-i-s-e-r-y LAND. I often visit this place, so I get special discounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-549099391921141410?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/549099391921141410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-officially-stopped-all-my-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/549099391921141410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/549099391921141410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-officially-stopped-all-my-music.html' title='If only I knew someone named Walter'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1889382087279812269.post-3341791904638371016</id><published>2009-02-18T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:44:01.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddler or elder,  you choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SZwrXx_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/mfl_g_nr8n0/s1600-h/sunfrontpage_486440a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SZwrXx_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/mfl_g_nr8n0/s320/sunfrontpage_486440a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304162148692966466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Britain's 13-year-old father a symbol for society&lt;/h1&gt;Britain's 13-year-old father a symbol for society&lt;p&gt;LONDON (Reuters Life!) - A school boy of 13 has become one of Britain's youngest dads, underlining concern about the rate of teenage pregnancies in the country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="midArticle_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Four-foot Alfie Patten, who looks considerably younger than his age, was just 12 when his 15-year-old girlfriend Chantelle Steadman conceived after a night of unprotected sex.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SZwsa_tWOYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dUCgg8yVLMw/s1600-h/marriage_wideweb__470x399,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SZwsa_tWOYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dUCgg8yVLMw/s320/marriage_wideweb__470x399,2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304163303425456514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt; Woman, 104, takes man, 33, as husband No. 21&lt;/h1&gt;KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia (AP) -- A 33-year-old man in northern Malaysia has married a 104-year-old woman, saying mutual respect and friendship had turned to love, a news report said Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Muhamad Noor Che Musa's first marriage and his wife's 21st, according to The Star newspaper which cited a report in the Malay-language Harian Metro tabloid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhamad, an ex-army serviceman said he found peace and a sense of belonging after meeting Wook Kundor, whom he said he initially sympathized with because she was childless, old and alone, the report said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am not after her money, as she is poor," Muhamad reportedly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOOLALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheerio☻☺&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1889382087279812269-3341791904638371016?l=if-it-happens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/feeds/3341791904638371016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/toddler-or-elder-you-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3341791904638371016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1889382087279812269/posts/default/3341791904638371016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-it-happens.blogspot.com/2009/02/toddler-or-elder-you-choose.html' title='Toddler or elder,  you choose'/><author><name>Keith~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12303812508017164466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SS1ukTLNXGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4bkLRgsT34E/S220/151120081262new.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-2uC6PkcG8/SZwrXx_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/mfl_g_nr8n0/s72-c/sunfrontpage_486440a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
