<?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-35922736</id><updated>2011-08-18T04:42:58.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SqueezeMeOUT</title><subtitle type='html'>welcome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-595841306211307607</id><published>2007-11-27T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:41:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures owed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzTltSvNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulmcgK2GP0I/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137537686555507922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzTltSvNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulmcgK2GP0I/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzU1tSvOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nPBFoxA9oOw/s1600-h/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137537708030344418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzU1tSvOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nPBFoxA9oOw/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzVFtSvPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/q0OmDJXevhs/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137537712325311730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzVFtSvPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/q0OmDJXevhs/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwtFtSvKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iasT4nlxoz8/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137534826107288738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwtFtSvKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iasT4nlxoz8/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwt1tSvLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VOzK98jwqH8/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137534838992190642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwt1tSvLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VOzK98jwqH8/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwultSvMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7cSafjZRts4/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137534851877092546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wwultSvMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7cSafjZRts4/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrXltSvFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/d8RFJqI6YSU/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137528959181962322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrXltSvFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/d8RFJqI6YSU/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wra1tSvGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oSOIhIit4S8/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137529015016537186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wra1tSvGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oSOIhIit4S8/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrbVtSvHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LXfjWxaKMk/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137529023606471794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrbVtSvHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7LXfjWxaKMk/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrd1tSvII/AAAAAAAAAJI/tEScdEvnMKI/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137529066556144770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wrd1tSvII/AAAAAAAAAJI/tEScdEvnMKI/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wreVtSvJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bjwIdu70sc0/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137529075146079378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wreVtSvJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bjwIdu70sc0/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0woaVtSvBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dmGLY6pk2sU/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137525707891719186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0woaVtSvBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dmGLY6pk2sU/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0woa1tSvCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IDIaXrFg2oU/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137525716481653794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0woa1tSvCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IDIaXrFg2oU/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wobVtSvDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F32c5eHhyr0/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137525725071588402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wobVtSvDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F32c5eHhyr0/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wocltSvEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AL_5n8_RlYs/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137525746546424898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wocltSvEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AL_5n8_RlYs/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wm9FtSu_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/C44C-yFc6sc/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137524105868917746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wm9FtSu_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/C44C-yFc6sc/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wm_ltSvAI/AAAAAAAAAII/_cQqbV2ZEWg/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137524148818590722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wm_ltSvAI/AAAAAAAAAII/_cQqbV2ZEWg/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wln1tSu9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jLzJFekV3P4/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137522641285069778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wln1tSu9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/jLzJFekV3P4/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wloFtSu-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/pdmIdNMHOcY/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137522645580037090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wloFtSu-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/pdmIdNMHOcY/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wjeltSu8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CD0uDXEXRZI/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137520283348024258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wjeltSu8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CD0uDXEXRZI/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wecVtSutI/AAAAAAAAAF0/e9ZYoEUsMuc/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137514747135179474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wecVtSutI/AAAAAAAAAF0/e9ZYoEUsMuc/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wec1tSuuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qgxLWGR10-w/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137514755725114082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wec1tSuuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qgxLWGR10-w/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wee1tSuvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PH6ubsAFUHs/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137514790084852466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wee1tSuvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PH6ubsAFUHs/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wefFtSuwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJBpqD2u5ow/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137514794379819778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wefFtSuwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJBpqD2u5ow/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wej1tSuxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UMridDOmIWg/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137514875984198418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wej1tSuxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UMridDOmIWg/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdO1tSupI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T0bEXztdkGM/s1600-h/PB070016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137513415695317650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdO1tSupI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T0bEXztdkGM/s320/PB070016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdPltSuqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6mrlNy7ZQzI/s1600-h/PB070025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137513428580219554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdPltSuqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6mrlNy7ZQzI/s320/PB070025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdQVtSurI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cwwMUBtgpMU/s1600-h/PB070026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137513441465121458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdQVtSurI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cwwMUBtgpMU/s320/PB070026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdQltSusI/AAAAAAAAAFs/anSDOgbf19w/s1600-h/PB070027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137513445760088770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wdQltSusI/AAAAAAAAAFs/anSDOgbf19w/s320/PB070027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wIMltSuSI/AAAAAAAAACc/S41r7sNLGA8/s1600-h/PB070725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137490287296428322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wIMltSuSI/AAAAAAAAACc/S41r7sNLGA8/s320/PB070725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Japanese trip to nilai...these are 2 teachers. last year's visit was better...this time no leng lui..and a couple leng zais oni...hmm. oh btw they're wearing our fun run t-shirt..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wINFtSuTI/AAAAAAAAACk/NOuUKaAXG-s/s1600-h/PB050687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137490295886362930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wINFtSuTI/AAAAAAAAACk/NOuUKaAXG-s/s320/PB050687.JPG" border="0" /&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UFR presentation...gan cheong wei. long time nvr do presentation adi. tat's dianne and albert lee on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wINVtSuUI/AAAAAAAAACs/80k5imjIcNQ/s1600-h/PB050681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137490300181330242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wINVtSuUI/AAAAAAAAACs/80k5imjIcNQ/s320/PB050681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; something seems to be wrong with the connection...keep on going on and off. could oni upload 3pics...sorry! haha..will update later hopefully &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35922736-595841306211307607?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/595841306211307607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=595841306211307607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/595841306211307607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/595841306211307607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures-owed.html' title='pictures owed....'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/R0wzTltSvNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ulmcgK2GP0I/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-6890083946764346816</id><published>2007-11-11T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T08:37:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's see....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/orange.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the quickest.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually thinking a mile a minute, and you could be thinking about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are often scattered and random - but they're also a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about esoteric subjects, the meaning of life, and pop culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanna....my brain is orange =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reeses Peanut Butter Cups&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/peanut-butter-cups.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very popular, one of you is not enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/first-kiss.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: friendly and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Part of You That No One Sees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/yellow.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wise, insightful, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your wit is sharp and occasionally hurtful...&lt;br /&gt;Revealing your scorn for people with less intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you feel burdened by the stupidity of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's right in the world, but it's overshadowed by everything that's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;People see you as arrogant. While this is partially true, you are also very sensitive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/"&gt;What's the Part of You That No One Sees?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fair...i saw shanna's pic adi so kinda influenced not to choose tat pic...hmm...but it's true indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Smores&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/smores.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unusual and unconventional, you make your strange ways work for you.&lt;br /&gt;You've got personality - no one's denying that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/"&gt;What Dessert Are You Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall - not bad....not bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-6890083946764346816?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6890083946764346816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=6890083946764346816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/6890083946764346816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/6890083946764346816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-see.html' title='let&apos;s see....'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-2104231445416798809</id><published>2007-10-06T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:11:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures...finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117971196412350626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwavr9zW0KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/04mwDHXTNhQ/s320/P8290154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117969272267002002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwat79zW0JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eVsTWkC2pHE/s320/P8290132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;klia mcd..shanna's first farewell =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwaxL9zW0QI/AAAAAAAAABE/lIbdUQ70Mpw/s1600-h/P9150226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117972845679792386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwaxL9zW0QI/AAAAAAAAABE/lIbdUQ70Mpw/s320/P9150226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30hour hunger camp...we were supposed to build a home for 5ppl with newspapers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117972179959861490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwawlNzW0PI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IYbVZrJAGd8/s320/P9150208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwaxMNzW0RI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0JderAFDy4/s1600-h/P9150303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117972849974759698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwaxMNzW0RI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0JderAFDy4/s320/P9150303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MASSIVE crowd in orange...2nd pic is after night concert featuring lotsa stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwawk9zW0OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vkjYAblE3Zg/s1600-h/P9120188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117972175664894178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwawk9zW0OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vkjYAblE3Zg/s320/P9120188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117971548599668930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwawAdzW0MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iMf3O0eFFPY/s320/P9120187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;blood donation...i din donate =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117971209297252530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwavstzW0LI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Gl8xjFg4YQs/s320/P9050173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;lil' sis in genting with a real COOL pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117973356780900642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwaxptzW0SI/AAAAAAAAABU/iytagWwGrvU/s320/P9170308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just realise i oni took 1 pic with my camera on shanna's final farewell..luckily it was with her =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss ya shanna take care.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117973361075867954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwaxp9zW0TI/AAAAAAAAABc/ohWPj2YrVAk/s320/P9180314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;in jiaweih's room in nottingham aka mental patient room&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117974039680700770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwayRdzW0WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/buYIe4OdnEE/s320/P9200349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117974035385733458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwayRNzW0VI/AAAAAAAAABs/Yn62CJfaFmM/s320/P9200338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117974031090766146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwayQ9zW0UI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZRqkDEejjrY/s320/P9190324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117974705400631666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rway4NzW0XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zHN19d_GYik/s320/P9200374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;zen's bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117974709695598978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rway4dzW0YI/AAAAAAAAACE/X_ZiGoNt5Iw/s320/PA020460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;preparing for maggi mee party at burger's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117975096242655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwazO9zW0aI/AAAAAAAAACU/xlf7Xi_glYA/s320/PA020479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;alex: dumb yilan put FIVE eggs in that bowl of maggi&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117975091947688338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/RwazOtzW0ZI/AAAAAAAAACM/MsfNa4tWXEk/s320/PA020468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tats all for now...im UPDATED again..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35922736-2104231445416798809?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2104231445416798809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=2104231445416798809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/2104231445416798809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/2104231445416798809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/10/picturesfinally.html' title='pictures...finally'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kpHEuqx6xsw/Rwavr9zW0KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/04mwDHXTNhQ/s72-c/P8290154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-4171382301312397132</id><published>2007-09-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:10:35.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amos is BACK!</title><content type='html'>helloooo guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a 5months break from blogging...i'm finally here again with a new template...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... what to write? erm...&lt;br /&gt;many things changed in the past 5 months...VG gang in college getting smaller and smaller now that the 3 girls have left. jiaweih already in nottingham with her mental patient room, szumei in aussie getting fatter and fatter, and dar dar just flew last week...hmm. and they had to leave fatty zen with me and i have to face her everyday in class...damn. everyday oni know how to play tetris with my phone. hehe no la...thanks for following me to OBU...glad to have you in class =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw im currently in burger's room..the college's free connection failed on me again and luckily peter goin to kl so i can use his &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;better, faster, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and more EXPENSIVE connection. it's been so long since i last blogged, rusty adi dunno what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just to let everyone know that my blog is resurrected..brought back from the dead.. ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will write more often..please pray that i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-4171382301312397132?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4171382301312397132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=4171382301312397132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/4171382301312397132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/4171382301312397132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/09/amos-is-back.html' title='amos is BACK!'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-6512430184597502101</id><published>2007-04-25T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T09:29:26.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasn't the update i was expecting...but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got the news that yi ling from Raleigh-Alpha met an accident all the way in Sabah during her expedition. And the British volunteer died! This is so unfair man. Here's the Star article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tuesday April 24, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Official of British-based volunteer group dies in accident&lt;br /&gt;SANDAKAN: An official of the British-based volunteer group was killed in a traffic mishap late Monday. &lt;br /&gt;Briton Toby Eaton-Baudains, 29, a Raleigh International project manager, died when a van he was travelling in crashed into the rear of a Public Works Department lorry at Sukau in Kinabatangan, some 80km from here. &lt;br /&gt;Two other Raleigh International volunteers, Malaysian Siaw Yi Ling, 19 and Briton Matthew Fernandez, 19, were injured in the 7.30pm accident. &lt;br /&gt;Kinabatangan district police Deputy Supt Jaini Abdul Kadir said the three were among a group of Raleigh International volunteers and officials comprising three Malaysians, one Dutch and seven Britons in the van. &lt;br /&gt;He said Tuesday that the group was returning to Batu Putih in Kinabatangan after visiting the renowned orang utan centre in Sepilok. &lt;br /&gt;He said Eaton-Baudains was sitting in the front passenger seat of the van was killed on the spot while Siaw of Kuala Lumpur, suffered a fractured leg and Hill sustained injuries to his face and neck. &lt;br /&gt;“The remaining eight members of the team sustained minor cuts and were sent to the Kinabatangan district hospital for treatment. &lt;br /&gt;“The van driver, aged 60, who is unhurt, has been detained to facilitate investigation,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;DSP Jaini said the group had spent six days in Batu Putih where they had completed a bridge project. &lt;br /&gt;On Monday, they decided to visit Sepilok. &lt;br /&gt;“The spot where the accident occurred is just after the junction to Sukau and it is very dark at night as there are no streetlights along the stretch of the road”, he added. &lt;br /&gt;The tyres of the sand-laden lorry had earlier became stuck in a mud patch and the vehicle had just been pulled out onto the road, he said. &lt;br /&gt;As the lorry driver was getting ready to leave the area the van crashed into the rear of his vehicle, DSP Jaini added. &lt;br /&gt;Firemen from the Sandakan Zone Fire and Rescue Department were called to the scene help extricate the Eaton-Baudains’ body from the wreckage. &lt;br /&gt;Kinabatangan police later sent his body to the Duchess of Kent Hospital in Sandakan for a post-mortem, he said. &lt;br /&gt;Eaton-Baudains was among the 139 Raleigh International staff and volunteers involved in a series of seven community, conservation and adventure-related projects in Sabah from February to May.  &lt;br /&gt;According to the Raleigh International website, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raleighinternational.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;www.raleighinternational.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, Eaton-Baudains was one of the two managers for Alpha 6 project where youth volunteers were assisting in the development of a community eco-tourism project Tungog oxbow lake in the lower Kinabatangan. &lt;br /&gt;Among others, the volunteers were helping the local community in the construction of a lodge, cutting out trails and erecting bird- hides as well as removing an invasive weed called Salvinia or locally known as katong katong from the scenic oxbow lake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are people who've worked so hard to fundraise thousands of ringgits just to get there and help the community, especially the Britons who flew half way across the globe. It is just not fair that this has happened to them. Elias said that the place was a common accident area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yi Ling's currently in Pantai Hospital suffering multiple injuries. Get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-6512430184597502101?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6512430184597502101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=6512430184597502101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/6512430184597502101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/6512430184597502101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/04/wasnt-update-i-was-expectingbut.html' title='wasn&apos;t the update i was expecting...but...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-117250752435161540</id><published>2007-02-27T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T00:32:04.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's a riddle for ya'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a man back in '95&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whose heart ran out of summers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But before he died, I asked him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait, what's the sense in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come over me, Come over me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Son why you got to sing that tune &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let an angel swing and make you swoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then you will see... You will see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Here's a riddle for yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find the Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You and I..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picked up my kid from school today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you learn anything cause in the world today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't live in a castle far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now talk to me, come talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dad I'm big but we're smaller than small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the scheme of things, well we're nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still every mother's child sings a lonely song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So play with me, come play with me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Hey Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a riddle for yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find the Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You and I... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Son for all I've told yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you get right down to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reason for the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who am I?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are secrets that we still have left to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There have been mysteries from the beginning of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are answers we're not wise enough to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said... You looking for a clue I Love You free... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The batter swings and the summer flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I look into my angel's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A song plays on while the moon is high over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something comes over me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess we're big and I guess we're small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think about it man you know we got it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I love you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you freely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a riddle for yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find the Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a reason for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You and I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;find the answer. there's a reason for the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-117250752435161540?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/117250752435161540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=117250752435161540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117250752435161540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117250752435161540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/02/heres-riddle-for-ya.html' title='here&apos;s a riddle for ya&apos;'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-117225344095677966</id><published>2007-02-24T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:57:20.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clackity clack, cluckily loo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k i have no idea what the title means...haha. today was a great day, get to meet up with basically my high school gang and go cny visiting, not to mention celebrating my birthday! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first we went to woanting's house..was kinda late cos i woke up late. When i reached there, woah so many people. all the faces i've been wanting to see...yay. and then we started...gambling =.= Hey i dont gamble, but it's cny tradition right? so just for the sake of cny la... talked n ate, and took some photos, then off to ioi mall to get yee sang and my birthday cake! Then went to foo's house...he got this new HUGE widescreen tv...wat the heck. and....gambled again. haha. celebrated my birthday there...and no, the cake wasnt meant to be eaten, as i soon found out. it seems they just got addicted to pushing my poor face into the damn cake. DAMN! it was a cappucino cake! anyways, it was fun. then it was 'lou yee sang' time. yee sang was nice! but expensive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next, off to hui yeng's house to...gamble yet again. the game just got too heated up and poor foo lost 70bucks in 2 rounds. thanks to me, he won back 50...haha. beh tahan...so chi gek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that off to wong's house...pretty much did the same stuffs, then it was bye bye. went for dinner with sarah and jason and adrian. chatted for quite long...bout school, friends, bla bla. had to wait at adrian's place till 12am for dad to come n pick me up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im finally 18! where's the liquor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-117225344095677966?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/117225344095677966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=117225344095677966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117225344095677966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117225344095677966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/02/clackity-clack-cluckily-loo_24.html' title='clackity clack, cluckily loo'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-117198201861721016</id><published>2007-02-20T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:33:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i doing here?</title><content type='html'>szumei's in australia. issac's in new zealand. karthik's in russia. having the time of their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..... &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HECK AM I STILL DOING HERE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-117198201861721016?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/117198201861721016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=117198201861721016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117198201861721016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117198201861721016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-am-i-doing-here.html' title='what am i doing here?'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-117181453490324033</id><published>2007-02-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:02:14.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll miss u, szu-mei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so they day finally came for u to leave to australia since the overwhelming news came somewhere around 3weeks ago. it is indeed sad for u to leave...now it's only me n zen in class, it just seems so different u know. i miss all the stuffs that we do, so many in just the 9months that we've known u. i know i will seriously miss playing badminton and going to class with u..the 2 things we do most together in college. i miss partnering u in mix doubles, playing singles with u, letting u highlight me in class n everywhere else, i just miss having u there. ur such a great friend, u know tat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMN! i cant seem to upload pics...will do it later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the 100th time, all the best to szumei...i know u'll be rich n successful in the future...so dun forget me yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: aussie and msian mixed kids sure damn leng zai leng lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-117181453490324033?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/117181453490324033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=117181453490324033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117181453490324033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117181453490324033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/02/ill-miss-u-szu-mei.html' title='i&apos;ll miss u, szu-mei...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-117060495745001671</id><published>2007-02-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:02:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever it is</title><content type='html'>Lemme try and write something here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda lack of sleep right now...last few days was(were?) interesting. went to szu-mei's house for a free 3 days 2nights holiday inclusive of nice meals...haha, since i've never been there, and since she's leaving to faraway land, never to come back again. sort of. haha. She has a nice house and nice life back in melawati, i would've gone home every week too if i were her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for raleigh's post-introduction weekend meeting yesterday. Met the people that i spent 2 nights under one of the worst places i've slept in my life...haha. This time at least szu-mei's there. and sorry abbie for the smelly socks! lol. So they tell everything you need to know before u plan on going for an expedition. I'm still dreaming of goin to costa rica for diving, but then, it still seems too farfetched at the moment. I have to AT LEAST get physically fit and learn to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy. Havent unpack my stuffs. And i think i've undone college work. Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-117060495745001671?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/117060495745001671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=117060495745001671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117060495745001671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/117060495745001671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/02/whatever-it-is.html' title='whatever it is'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116963679142087979</id><published>2007-01-24T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:06:31.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewells...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was having a nice nap when shanna's call woke me up. Then suddenly many thoughts came to my mind. szu mei's leaving for aussie in less than 3 weeks...and i hate farewells. It's only like my 3rd semester here but there were so many goodbyes that i've said to all the great new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 1st semester alone i got to know ah gang and issac for just a couple of weeks. Short, but really fun. 2nd semester, well issac came back halfway and there was another mini-goodbye. And qiu yi changed to another college. Now, 3rd semester, szu mei's leaving..she was like one of the first few close friends i made here in nilai and thanks to her, i got to know many other great people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelvin's gonna graduate soon, and shanna's gonna leave for UK soon also. Chris is also goin to australia. and who knows who else will be leaving college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh, farewells are tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Every memory of looking out the back door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye goodbye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116963679142087979?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116963679142087979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116963679142087979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116963679142087979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116963679142087979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/01/farewells.html' title='farewells...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116939744782430970</id><published>2007-01-22T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:37:27.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.E.S.O.L.U.T.I.O.N.Zzzzz</title><content type='html'>bored. tired. just came back from Malaysian Open wohoo! it was great..Koo Kien Keat-Tan Boon Heong won doubles gold...and we took pictures with badminton stars..yay. Will post pictures later....if i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st on the list is...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAPAN&lt;/span&gt;. must go there for student exchange, 've been dreamin bout it for like few years. Priority number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;gain weight&lt;/span&gt;? and it'd probably be easier to get shirts my size. and not look like a kid...and...be more fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. more &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt;. 've been lacking willpower in almost everything i do. gotta put more real effort into stuffs i do and keep the willpower going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. get&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; more of life&lt;/span&gt;? experience as many new things as possible..things i never thought i could do or i would do. go to places i've never been before...stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. be &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; me dirty. gotta be a lot cleaner this year...wash clothes more often...clean room more often..bla bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. get &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;good grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. entering degree this year...gotta work harder if i still want that 1st class honours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. do more &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;meaningful stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and stop wasting my time with...stuffs that waste my time..=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to write...lol. that's all i can think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116939744782430970?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116939744782430970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116939744782430970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116939744782430970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116939744782430970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/01/resolutionzzzzz.html' title='R.E.S.O.L.U.T.I.O.N.Zzzzz'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116879391769150985</id><published>2007-01-14T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:58:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible sleeps, zero cleanliness, getting wet, and 6 leech bites....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty much summarizes my 1st camping experience in a jungle. hey, it's also my 1st post of the year so...HAPPY NEW YEAR! long time din update...heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, so i joined this Raleigh International KL Intro Weekend 06 camp with shanna introduced by szumei(who DID NOT GO). They gave us more than camping life experience, they wanted us to actually feel what it's like to be on an expedition, which i think is slightly worse than the kinda camp life i had in mind. SLIGHTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:  12 Jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;ponteng-ed class...hehe. wanted to get extra sleep in case i dont get enough in camp..which turned out to be ABSOLUTELY TRUE. in like 2.5 hours i filled the application form and packed my stuff. Then took 3.15 bus to ktm station, then lrt to bdr tun razak. We were 1 hour early..=.= So sat there and ate pisang goreng..julie was there too..my teammate-to-be. Then transport came and off to this Internation Youth Centre for registration and bla bla. Registered, played ice-breaking games, dinner, and a brief presentation on RIKL and its expeditions. Cool stuff, i wanna go diving at Costa Rica!.....if i get to fund raise like...20-30k? =.= Then we got divided into groups, 40 participants into 4 groups of 10 - Alpha(my group), Bravo(shanna's group), Charlie, and Delta. Group members: me, aby, k, chin gian, lau, liza, shawn(dunno spelling), ling, julie, yuan ying(dunno spelling). Coordinators: Adrian aka Louis Koo look-a-like, and Len Foong aka Szu-Mei feel-a-like. Played ice-breakers among our group and went off to KKB at dunno what time. They took all electronic equipments from us so no cameras, watches, and handphones. crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reached there dunno what time, adrian told us on the last day that it was around 3am i guess. walao. it was pitch black, we had to carry the stuffs. Then they gave each group 2 pieces of this plastic cloth, those used to make cheap travelling bags i think. and we're supposed to construct our sleeping place with that and rafia strings. in 30minutes. wat the heck! So we did shorter cloth on the ground for 10people to sleep, longer cloth hanging on rafia string tied to trees, making an upside down V shaped roof on our sleeping area. All groups ended up with the same idea. I dunno nuts about camping so i just followed what they were doing. The sleeping area was hardly enough for 10, so 2 or 3 guys slept outside the 'tent', and i slept right at the side, the roof was like resting on my face, crap! and half my body was actually not on the cloth but on the jungle ground, but then again, im in a sleeping bag. First night sleep was HORRIBLE. so cramped up and since the roof was on my face, i was kinda hot and if i make any moves, the whole tent shakes. i had to move quite a lot to find a way to use my hand as a pillow without having cramps. so i managed to get some sleep, a very uncomfortable sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Day 2: 13 Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;woke up to morning call at god knows what time. from the colour of the sky it was most likely around 6.30am. And so we cooked breakfast, my first meal cooked camp-style in the jungle. looks like the cooking equipment i borrowed from uncle michael were typical camping cooking equipment, everyone was using mess tins and 'stove boxes' that looked all the same. the food was actually quite good, although maybe if we didnt cook it together and it wasnt in the jungle, the food'll probably suck. After that was the start of activities, we played 4 teamwork-based games and there was always some kinda discussion session at the end to see how well we worked as a team, how to get better, stuff like that. The last game got us wet as we had to build this 'raft' with huge tyres and PVC tubes and go into the lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After lunch was the highlight of the event - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hiking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Had to wear my still-wet shoes and they said it was gonna be an 8-hour hike to and fro. Little did i know that that was totally and understatement.  So we walked and walked through this jungle, similar to my previous experiences of jungle trekking many years back. Crossed rivers, walked through muds, etc. walk walk walk, then oops! wrong road...=.= and our nice coordinators just let us walked 1.5hours of the wrong track, but of course that was what they were supposed to do - let us walk our own path. so we patah balik and found the right road and walk walk walk again. Then the paths got narrower, and narrower, probably the width of one foot? tall grasses and plants were everywhere. most of the time i was like looking at the ground in front, but at times when i looked into the area, whoa it was amazing...really looks like the jungle in LOST. The plants were beautifully green cos they were wet..and there were certain parts where there were bamboos all around..cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only later did i realise that the real challenge has yet to start. As we go on, we had to actually start climbing up. we were supposed to climb this bukit kutu or sumthin. and it started to rain. it was all slippery and muddy, and steep, and we had to hold on to tree roots and branches to pull ourselves. not to mention leech attacks. so we went up and up and we started to feel cold bcos of the rain. really COLD. shivering. but we went on until we realised we actually hiked for about 6hours. Then we saw shanna's group coming down the path. we discussed, and since there was like only 1hour of daylight left(according to our WISE coordinators...hehe) we decided to go back down. down down down, and we had to cross the river. That time it was already dark, and since it rained, the water level was way higher. Adrian kinda brought 2 of us to test the water level and it wasnt safe to cross. So we stayed there..checked for leeches, pour salts on them, get bitten by mosquitoes, bla bla. After some hours, all groups were there, all extremely hungry, cold, wet, and bitten by leeches and mosquitoes. shanna and i were like..."hou san fu ah....." After some hours, help finally came and we get to use ropes to cross the river. Man, the water was FREEZING! The moment my foot sank into the water my whole body was shivering like mad. So we crossed the river, walk walk walk, and another river is here to attack - DEEPER, AND STRONGER. This time they needed 2 ropes for extra safety, the water went up to the waist, the current was way stronger, and still FREEZING cold. so we passed that, and walk walk walk, back to the camp. Oh ya, KKB has the best view of night stars i've ever seen! i mean usually the places i go, i see like at most 20-30 stars...but there i see like a thousand stars! they were so freakin clear and like so close to us...it was beautiful. Then we reached camp, everyone was hungry but no one cooked...haha. I just changed, and slept. We were on our feet for like almost 12hours with wet shoes and sand and small rocks in our socks, but hey i'm proud of that...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sleep, again, was terrible. We left our mess tins on the sleeping area, and somehow the food spilled and there were ants all over, and we had to sleep with the smell of fish curry. Crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Final Day: Jan 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;So the final day came. I think they woke us up quite late this time cos the sky was already bright..probably around 8am. Ate breakfast, and played another 3 team games. The 2nd one was fun, we had to go through obstacles carrying a water container, and crawl through a pool of mud. Then it was packing time. Omygosh, all my stuffs were like...eeew! Socks were covered with mud and sand, shoes were wet, clothes were muddy and wet, i didnt bathe the day before, didnt brush my teeth, didnt wash my spoon and mess tin with food stains, and there were crickets and dirt in the plastic bag where i put my toothbrush, toothpaste, shower gel, etc. not to mention the shower gel leaked, and it was all soggy. picture that. bag pack was covered with sand, plastic bags were wet, everything sucked. couldnt care less, chucked everything in my bag, changed to dry clothes, say our goodbyes, and went back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We reached the bdr tun razak lrt station at almost 5pm, didnt eat anything since breakfast and i was starving and craving for good food! So shanna and i took ktm to mid valley just to have a nice dinner...LOL. After a camp like that, i'd kill to eat good food. Ate at kim gary, kinda disappointed that i got full so fast...crap. Bought some stuff at carrefour and went back nilai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took a bathe, and here i am now blogging, with my dirty stuff still behind me in my room. Wonder if i'll clean those stuff up...hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm...wrote quite a long post again, next time gotta try to keep things short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, conclusion, the trip was physically and mentally torturing at times, but now that it's all over, i'm proud of having experienced all those!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116879391769150985?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116879391769150985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116879391769150985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116879391769150985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116879391769150985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2007/01/horrible-sleeps-zero-cleanliness.html' title='horrible sleeps, zero cleanliness, getting wet, and 6 leech bites....'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116750070267138681</id><published>2006-12-31T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:46:08.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a day of good food. first, went to pyramid tower in the afternoon for hi tea lunch. high school reunion! great to see all those faces again...and how they've changed...........and how some havent. hehe. like sheu yang...he's like grown so much taller. Gives me hope that i still have a chance! haha. mostly, they havent changed that much though. chun chi, yang chee, han iung, boon han, and yoong loong are still the shy and quiet guys(at least i think they are), yin peng is still the loud girl, siva the same siva, susan and leng wai tad more girlish and pretty already, charlene the same i guess, pui see and yuen yan wore the same kinda outfit(wearing miniskirt cause they dont let you at matriculation? heh), foo and pui ling still the same, chia and sarah still as b*tchy(lol, joking!) and maintaining their gossip queens reputation, wai kit pretty much the same except with the cool long hair, darren still pretty much the same. worst part of it was, some went "amos, u got thinner!", "amos, seriously lost weight!". I was like "no, my weight hasnt changed a bit!". Not gaining weight for the entire year is already a sad thing, but getting thinner?! CRAP!! Anyways, too bad i gotta leave early to the next food destination. oh ya, the food was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to malacca for a wedding dinner(dad's from malacca). The ceremony was kinda grand, and the food was great as well. As usual, the dinner was served more than an hour late but i aint complaining cause i was still full from the hi tea. Ate quite a lot, and reached home at about 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's new year's eve! let's all celebrate! it's been such a wonderful year and it gives me a weird feeling that this year is coming to an end. it's just...so many things have happened especially in the past 7 months or so since i came to college. will post about the year probably tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116750070267138681?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116750070267138681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116750070267138681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116750070267138681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116750070267138681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/glorious-food.html' title='glorious food'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116722966452469315</id><published>2006-12-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:27:44.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>armageddon</title><content type='html'>i know it's a little too late...but i just watched the movie. Think it was filmed sometime around 1997. Anyways, it was a great movie! Almost got me to tears at some point....ALMOST. haha. Armageddon means the end of the world, so does apocalypse, and ragnarok too, if i'm not mistaken. Mind my narrow general knowledge. It's about this group of oil drillers sent up to space to drill this 800feet hole in this huge 6-miles wide asteroid that'd hit earth in 18 days and kill everything, even bacteria. They were like facing so many freakin problems up there in space but somehow managed to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116722966452469315?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116722966452469315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116722966452469315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116722966452469315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116722966452469315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/armageddon.html' title='armageddon'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116715945950285196</id><published>2006-12-27T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T05:06:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'cruise', the sea, fishstars, and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just came back from this royal malaysian navy cruise trip and it sorta gave me new insights and exposure. let's talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - 19th dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woke up early, didnt have enough sleep cos i was preparing my head gear last night. Head to subang airport, met zen and szu, ali and the rest of the gang. Divided into buses(according to gender...=.=) Long and delayed trip, but we made it to the naval base at Lumut at about 6 something. Oh ya, before that - we were shocked to learn that most of the participants are schooling kids..and we're just about the only chinese there. not being racist or anything but we sorta expected more chinese people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok so reached the base and took some time to actually enter the ship. We had 10-12 beds in a room, 4 bathrooms(or bath CUBICLES), no hot water, i had no blanket, and no place to charge my phone except at the canteen. Begin wondering what the heck am i doing here. We ate dinner, got divided into groups. Me, szu and her bro jing wen, and vino in STARFISH, zen, her sis, and ali in SEALION. Then we gathered as a group and.....talked. Group leaders: ibrahim and hilman. Members: me, szu, jing wen, vino, akmal, taufik, anas, zaki, kila the leng lui, rao, utilsvaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep later. That's it for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woke up 6.45am. First activity of the day was this Poncho-Poncho line dancing thing...lame but cute. seems it's played at NS camps. Forgot to mention earlier, we had to line up for the meals, kinda like serving food in a prison...lol. AND wash our own plates...grr. Thing is some dont wash their plates properly, and we gotta choose the clean ones every meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast was our 1st activity as a group: designing a flag and a warcry(translated as perang nangis by emir...not perang menang la szu!) It's some kinda cheer thing to boost spirits and stuff. We came up with this idea of joining our hands together, making a star...then drawing a fish in the star...voila! STARFISH! Tagline was "are you a star, or are you a fish?" Now thinking back, we totally separated STAR and FISH throughout the whole thing. Our warcry was like clapping hands, shouting booyakasha(credits to karthik for introducing the word...heh), shouting STAR, and then FISH(again, separated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that every group has to explain their flag and present their warcry. Szu explained our flag and at that point i was kinda observing her to some extent, seeing how she worked her way up to being spotted..gotta learn stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came lunch, then we were supposed to draw this murale...on a BIG cloth, in 3hours. Somehow, we got our ideas, started painting, and barely managed to finish it on time, although i wouldnt say it was totally completed as planned. Even without a highlighter, szumei managed to get some paint on my hand. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futsal after that. Nothing much. I didnt play(for obvious reasons) and we lost in the 1st round. The place where they play was seriously HOT. It's like in a lower deck and the atmosphere is exactly like a factory..worst place in the ship. and they played futsal there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night was this drum circle performance by afiq and gang...not bad i'd say. It's like a group of people playing a certain drum beat using household items..pails, etc. Cool! Almost forgot, there was this Magic Stick thingy, where one representative from each group'll go out to say what was their most memorable event of the day. There's this guy, "Sassy the Don", who's really like stephen chow, chow sing chi! omygosh he's seriously funny, made everyone laugh, and his actions and the way he talks and moves, i was like telling everyone, "chow sing chi ahhhhhhh...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night went to charge my phone at the canteen at talked with ali a bit. He seems to not like the ship too...haha. smsed shanna, "hou cham ah...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woke up early as usual, breakfast as usual. Uncle Adly brought us this exciting news that we're in Pangkor Island and we MIGHT get to go island hopping! But then he cancelled the plan cos we had workshops. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the workshops were GREAT. There were 8 workshops altogether, each group can only attend 4..grr. First workshop was none other than...drum circle! They couldnt have chosen a better place than at the back of the ship where we can see the ocean and stuff. And so afiq taught us how to play in a drum circle. He never really taught us about how to use the instruments, just how to follow the beat. I was playing this forgot-wat-name where you have to hit with ur hand. hit until hands pain...=.=. Taught us about 1st breaks, 2nd breaks, switching places, stuff like that. Just awesome. and we gotta present the drum circle that night itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the short time with the drum circle workshop was this tiger conservation thing. Done by a group of great chicks, i'd say. I wouldnt say it was THAT boring, but compared to the other 3, this was the most boring one. Basically it's kinda like an english lesson, where they tell us stuffs about tigers, and how is it like to lose a small part of your body(by taping the thumb and index finger together). Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch after that, and workshop by Emir about voice projection and emotional persuasion. He can do all sorts of voices and voice projections, and tried to teach us how to be confident in speaking. He didnt cure my speaking problem though...heh. He can speak in all those accents, British, Australian, etc. The workshop was fun, laughed a lot, at the end of it he was like chatting with ibrahim about how they woke up late that morning...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last workshop was role-play by kak ernie. There're the NGO, kampung people, and developers debating on whether this 'kampung angin pelik' should be developed. I sorta have a vague memory on doing this before, but i totally forgot what it was like. So i thought the kampung people are the ones who fight against development, developers fight for, and the NGO is in the middle. I was part of the NGO and in the end we were supporting the developers...lol. The 'discussion' was interesting, and kinda heated up, in a fun way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, before that, during lunch time, we were suddenly told to perform a sketch at that night itself! So we discussed a bit during lunch, and practised after the workshops. The practise was a hell of a laughter outburst, especially with the way zaki was laughing..haha, seriously damn funny man! Our plan was to perform different versions of poncho-poncho - fast, slow, happy, sad, etc. The laughing was the best part and sudar got it on tape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that kila came and tell us we gotta do some sorta presentation from what we learned at emir's workshop, also on that night! So there's the drum circle, sketch, and presentation. walao eh. we discussed a while with emir and we thought of doing this 'selling high heels for men' persuasion, and i'd have to declare to everyone that i'm....not standing on the same level of height as a great number of men around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the night came, we were on rough seas, at a high speed, and then...seasickness. Some guy apparently vomited at the pathway heading to my room, and everyone who passes by starts scolding...haha. Vomit stains were also in the toilet, and there were people with sick faces lying on the sofas. I dunno why but guys seem to be more prone to seasickness...hmm. Performances time, and szumei was like no semangat because of seasickness. I think i was seasick too...dunno if it's because i was looking at all those pale faces. Apparently, some of our group members are down due to seasickness at that night. So we performed our drum circle, screwed up a little here and there..but it was ok i guess. Our sketch was delayed due to lack of members, not really good news cause we were ready to present. The presentation was also somehow cancelled, that means only one performance for the night. oh well. Oh ya, that night, we arrived at langkawi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I was actually beginning to like the trip! The whole nilai gang was saying the same things too...cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 4...man this is getting LONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was the long awaited pit-stop at langkawi island. We were supposed to wake up at 6am for breakfast....'supposed'. Turns out i woke up late, but the breakfast was even later. While waiting for breakfast, the nilai gang was enjoying the magnificent view from the ship, and taking pictures. Seriously, it was sunrise and it was BEAUTIFUL! will post pics later when i get them. Kinda looked like those landscapes you draw in paintings where there're a couple of green mountains, and the sun is rising in between, and you can see the reflection of the sun on the water. not to mention the early morning sea breeze. a glimpse of heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took breakfast and headed to the ferry to langkawi. It was kinda cool since our ship was in the middle of the water and the ferry just came to the ship and took us to the port, like some kinda carrier. Waited in the ferry for a long time and it was freezing cold! Uncle fikri was like scolding us because we were late. I was like shivering and thinking "hey ur the one who served breakfast late....=.=". But then again, organisers have their pressures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we stepped our foot on solid ground, yay. On the way to the bus, we passed by all these shops, selling duty-free stuffs...cant wait to shop! Anyways we went to this national service camp and it has its own beach...cool. Gathered into our groups and performed our warcry...accidentally said FISHSTAR instead of STARFISH...oops! So we started beach games, first game was 'the longest line'..use whatever we have to make the longest line on the beach. Got wet and dirty already. Next game was this game where we have to roll a big die, even number means move forward that many steps, odd number move backwards. quite fun la. After that was this carry-water-from-sea-to-shore-with-a-bottle-with-holes kinda game. sien. starting to get sunburn. ouch! Then we had this water confidence thingy by uncle fikri where we have to go under water, open eyes, and come back up without rubbing the water of ur eyes. crap la! my eyes are so freaking pain and i cant see anything underwater anyway! had to do that like for so many times and i accidentally swallowed a big gulp of SALLLLTY seawater...eack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were allowed to swim till it was lunch time. FINALLY. burger and jing wen was like teaching me how to float on my back...hey i think i did it! jing wen tried teaching me how to stay above water, didnt get the hang of it though. Tried climbing on top of burger and sommersalt(correct spelling?) into the water, but failed....miserably. Only managed to swim a while, and it was time to head back to shore. That was when uncle fikri declared the 'crisis'. They forgot to bring plates and cutleries. So what do we do with a crisis? We overcome it. went to pluck leaves to be plates...kinda fun hehe. Anyways, they bought paper plates after all, but we put the leaves on the plates for the fun of it. Food was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was volleyball, our team won thanks to szumei's 'killer serves'...lol. I didnt get to play..scared if i volunteer myself, we'll lose miserably...hehe. After that, lepak a while, then off to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping! we didnt even bathe...haha. went to this Billion supermarket and got our duty-free stuff. So we bought lotsa chocolates(well, compared to the girls, mine was cheap stuff), souvenirs, and...alcohol. Scared to buy too much alcohol though, scared kena tax, according to the uncles. Bought some kampai, burger bought 3 small bottles of vodka. sudar was like holding 2 big bottles of vodka but in the end settled with a smaller bottle...haha. Time was limited, and we rushed to buy stuffs. After that we headed back to the ferry, emir and ibrahim suffered injuries for god-knows-what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night we finally did our performance, kinda screwed up the original plan i guess...but hey, it's a performance la. Then there was this looooong performance by the dolphin team...then zen's team did an acapella. I dunno exactly which night, but for a couple of nights they did show videos of the trip that was recorded so far, with music and all...and it somehow got me thinking bout the whole trip, and i felt more positive about this entire thing. Forgot which night again, but they were showing pictures of afiq, aji, and the girl i forgot her name on their sail on board the leeuwin sail ship. I seriously envy those guys for having that kinda experience, i just hope my chance will come one day.......one day. There's also this interesting fact that there's this big secret sentence written on one of the highest points on the ship, and you'd have to climb really hard to reach that point. I wanna see that sentence for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we sorta chatted with 2 uncles. Uncle Shafri was this experienced scuba diver and i was interested in diving ever since i watched 'into the blue'...hehe. well, actually i was interested a long time ago. So i asked him, 'how expensive is scuba diving?' Then he said it's not that expensive. Then he talked stuffs about having his own boat, having all this high tech equipment, flying to maldives, flying here and there, having tea with divers from all around the world, and stuff. "not expensive"......right. The fact that he said the journey to maldives was 'only 3 hours', not 'only 2000bucks' or sumthin, has already proven money is not even a factor to count in for him...so much for scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;been typing for about 2hours now...sleeepy. anyways, breakfast was unusually quiet that morning. Apparently, sleep is now more important than food. But the food was great, roti canai! burger and i ate 2 pieces....mmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some games, 1st one was the traditional build the highest but stable structure game, with balloons. Our groups structure went all the way to the ceiling and we taped the balloon to the ceiling...lol. Uncle asked us to take it off, but he didnt say we're not allowed to do that earlier....grr. Then was this game where we have to build words that related to the sea with a certain set of letters. We did quite well, but some of our words were considered not related...grr. Can u believe it, Sid(character from ice age) is related to the sea??! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games we were practically free of activities. They had to spend the afternoon preparing for the last night, and we decided to perform a dance, representing nilai. So we went looking for emir for his laptop, looked for songs, hardest part was looking for a place to charge his laptop! damn the power supply. and so we kinda hurriedly choreographed and practised our dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night was the last night on the ship. Everyone was wearing their environmental head gear and kain pelikat/sarong/batik/whatever. Then we watched the performances, chow sing chi performing! Our performance was totally screwed up, music didnt go as planned, and the steps went haywire. oh well. After the performance was a crazy moment of photo snapping. Everyone took so many photos. I took one with kila....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night right, so we didnt plan on sleeping much. Went to ali's room for party and drinking the stuff we bought at langkawi. No we're not heavy drinkers..i'm pretty sure no one actually got drunk, although burger's face was seriously RED. We drank low alcohol stuff, and also milo..and ate some peanuts...yea peanuts. So we just drank and chit chat and play bluff....mm hmm. Before i know it, i was sleeping like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- 24th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And so the last day arrived. woke up in ali's room and saw szu and zen..didnt know they went back to their room. Went back to my room to write this journal they gave to everyone. Then went to canteen and saw the gang writing their journals...haha. Write together. Managed to get some autographs. Funny, we never really talked to some of them before, but on that day we sorta like knew all of them and they knew all of us. hmm...maybe advantage of being girls. No not me, was talking bout szu and zen...=.=.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we packed and went into the bus and returned home. Said our last minute goodbyes and christmas wishes, then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, went to puchong to meet hui yeng and woanting, but only a while. Then went to OUG with chiew wai and gang...BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Overall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So we came to this ship with high expectations, got disappointed on the first day, and towards the end we realised it was worthwhile after all. Best moments: all the free time we spent on the back and front of the ship looking into the ocean, enjoying the strong winds, chatting with nilai people and uncles, laughing in burger's room about 'mayonnaise', playing cards and partying in ali's room, workshops, langkawi, mixing with participants, and realising the bad moments weren't so bad after all. Feel really motivated to be exposed to more of this kinda activites, so szu mei, book a place for me in raleigh's camp yea...=) Met a great bunch of people who are younger than me but have so many exciting experiences. Thoughts about doing crazy stuffs are coming back again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuffs that i learned: ali can actually hang out with us, chit chat, and share things. i seriously didnt expect him to get to mix around with us so openly, i mean he doesnt drink but he lets us drink in his room. luke is a very funny guy too. bryan's attitude is really like karthik. vodka burns ur throat! and lots more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Post-RMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so just 2 days after the trip, we kinda had a 'reunion' at mid valley. went there with szu, zen, jing wen, and zhen wei to watch eragon. would like to talk bout the movie, but...this post is just too freakin long already. met chow sing chi right before zen came, was quite surprised actually cause i didnt really talk to him on the ship. after the movie we met the whole gang and played bowling. somehow we talked to them as if we always hung out together on the ship..but then we actually barely knew each other towards the end of the trip. that's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bout today...spent quite a lot on food, movie, bowling, and shopping. I ate like so FULL and i was 1kg lighter than this morning??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la...3hours typing this post..that's gotta be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u've just finished listening to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sahul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Don.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116715945950285196?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116715945950285196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116715945950285196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116715945950285196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116715945950285196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/cruise-sea-fishstars-and-me.html' title='the &apos;cruise&apos;, the sea, fishstars, and me.'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116637494927595249</id><published>2006-12-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:02:29.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan-jalan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to pyramid with issac to do some shopping i failed to do the past few days. Unlike one utama, shops in pyramid actually know there is a smaller size than M called S. Still haven't get christmas cards though...aiks. Anyways, i ate the most expensive meal that i had to pay myself at manhattan fish market. Considering my financial condition, 35bucks is A LOT for a single meal. Though the food was really nice, made me FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to this fiesta thingie at some club called tropicana golf and country resort with my dad. Woah, those houses there are BEAUTIFUL. was so full but ate summore....argh. Issac was complaining throughout the meal that i left him behind to go with my dad...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116637494927595249?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116637494927595249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116637494927595249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116637494927595249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116637494927595249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/jalan-jalan_18.html' title='jalan-jalan...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116620706503253330</id><published>2006-12-16T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T02:24:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past 2 days</title><content type='html'>Well, the past 2 days have been enjoyable. travelled A LOT with public transport...what the heck. so much time spent on waiting and waiting for ktm, lrt, taxi, monorail, u name it. Anyway, 2 conclusions out of the 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size is my enemy - crazy man...most of the stuff i wanna buy..they don't have my size. i know i'm little, but at least have an S size la!! i so wanted to buy that sweater man.... But then again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas mood is here! shopping complexes are just filled with christmas stuff, especially mid valley. Makes you happy just walking around with all the decoratives, christmas tunes, and people wearing santa hats. Especially the performance today at mid valley, they're clothes, the colours, the songs, their expressions, their dance...brought this really happy mood into the atmosphere. For some reason, i seem to love christmas a lot more this year. Keep on imagining this really merry surrounding, with smiles all over everyone's faces. Christmas smiles are just so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound the fan is making in my room...it has a beat to it...and i'm playing 'jingle bells' in my head with the beat..cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116620706503253330?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116620706503253330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116620706503253330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116620706503253330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116620706503253330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/past-2-days.html' title='past 2 days'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116620457608061139</id><published>2006-12-15T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:49:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second semester...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;quoted from shanna: "and so it ends &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd semester in foundation and my 2nd semester in this college. somehow at the beginning of the sem i thought this semester's not gonna be as fun as my 1st sem. Turns out it was just as fun, i learned just as many new things and experienced just as many new stuffs. Though 1st sem and 2nd sem cannot be actually compared together, if u get what i mean. Well, words cant descrive enough so i'll let the pics do the talking. Now that i'm back home, i can post pics of memorable events during my 2nd sem here in Nilai. hmm...its also the 1st time i'm posting pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something tells me this sets the record for my longest post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me as orientation counsellor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/1600/79898/P9070067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/320/865912/P9070067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;da orientation group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/1600/217564/DSCN7977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/320/346614/DSCN7977.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'graduation ceremony' of counsellors at KFC &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me at KL tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/1600/358004/DSCN7050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/320/843746/DSCN7050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;climbing the steps of batu caves..one of our destinations &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;issac and ah gang came back to visit us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/1600/79060/DSCN7084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6902/1229/320/351853/DSCN7084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after finishing the badminton recruitment posters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dunno what's wrong...but i cant upload anymore pics...am tired anyway. to be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116620457608061139?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116620457608061139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116620457608061139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116620457608061139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116620457608061139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/second-semester.html' title='second semester...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116600133145592609</id><published>2006-12-13T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:15:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foundation is (unofficially)over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally done with the !@#$% exams. this means foundation studies is unoficially over...unofficial cos i still have to take 2 stupid LAN subjects next semester, which also means i'll be very free for the next 3months or so. this semester is officially over. the year is to some extent over too. christmas is just around the corner. RMN is comin. Supposed to be happy but screwed my final paper...grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, gotta start shopping for christmas stuff adi. planetshakers is comin tonight...hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleepy but dont feel like sleeping. i'll have all the time in the world to sleep anyway...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buh Bye AF2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116600133145592609?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116600133145592609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116600133145592609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116600133145592609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116600133145592609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/foundation-is-unofficiallyover.html' title='foundation is (unofficially)over...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116597631660348021</id><published>2006-12-13T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T10:19:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly time, fly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10.10am. Exactly 6hours and 20mins more before my last exam finishes, unless i finish earlier...heh. Been studying IT for the past 7-8hours..beh tahan liao. Actually not really, watched tvb with issac for the 1st few hours....cant concentrate on my book. Thanks to him anyways for accompanying me in room..somehow i seem to have studied more effectively. Havent took my bath since yesterday, gonna bathe before exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 chapter to go...then refresh memory on the whole syllabus, then probably try to remember some computer lab stuff, and im done with IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda happy now, cant wait for exams to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116597631660348021?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116597631660348021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116597631660348021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116597631660348021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116597631660348021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/fly-time-fly.html' title='fly time, fly!'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116578625683978679</id><published>2006-12-11T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T05:40:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.48am - Dec 11.The college's lame connection is down again...but i really feel like blogging, so i'm typing this in notepad to save 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to some songs just now, and listened to '9th march', the japanese song from 'one litre of tears'. It brought back lotsa memories bout the 'gapekissu' gang...although it was only last semester...heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to take out the CD ah gang burned for us and watch it again. Man, cant describe how i was feeling...kinda feel it was indeed fate that got the bunch of us together. It makes me think that one of the best decisions that i've made so far in nilai was to join the badminton club(and im kinda thanking myself a lot for picking up this sport from small...heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah gang's last words in the cd..."bcos of one badminton match, we've been friends within a week". Very true, indeed. Thanks to the inti open, we've had so much fun together last semester. thanks to ah gang's satria also. Although we dont really talk much, i kinda miss him...&lt;br /&gt;Our 'sudden travel - cuti-cuti malaysia' journey was amazing too. I still remember, the night b4...shanna smsed me while i was sleeping...she said next day hang out. I was like...'walao siao ah...'. Then if i remember correctly, next day i was supposed to wake up in the morning and if cant wake up...then not going. I woke up in the afternoon....heh. Then we discussed in msn bout the plan...until like 3 something. In the end decided to go klcc...walao so late adi. I still remember i had to WALK from my condo to the bus stop which took me 40 FREAKIN minutes! Then took bus to ktm, then ktm to bandar tasik selatan and ah gang picked me up. The way to klcc was like sooo loong. Jam all the way. We were supposed to meet szu mei there but then we were too late so she went back...too bad. Reached there bout 7pm (took me almost 4hours to reach klcc from my place!) and watched 'Just My Luck'. Then went to burger king for late dinner...then went to issac's place to pick him up. Wanted to go to szu's place but too late liao...too bad again. So 4 of us went for drink at cheras. After that, to the so-called 'small genting' in cheras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the fun part. Dunno who gave the idea but it was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why not go to the real genting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...got dragged away with the story-telling. I dont really wanna tell so much stories in my blog. Anyway, the sudden trip to genting was a memorable one, memorable bcos it was so late at night (or so early in the morning), bcos ah gang and issac was leaving, bcos it was so quiet there at that time, and bcos ah gang made the freakin CD! All of these together kinda give a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, there're also other fun times, like all the roti susu gatherings, elias's bday, eating all kinds of roti, all the badminton games at nilai spring, and our outing at 1 utama. Seriously, i'll never forget my 1st semester at college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, if both of them were not going to leave, we wouldnt have those times. But then again, if they didnt leave, we might have more enjoyable times throughout college. hard to say. It's like a teenage boy from a middle income family having cancer and his dying wish was to travel around the world. The family might try all means to collect money to fulfill the boy's wish and the boy dies with wonderful memories. But if the boy did not have cancer and lives till old age, he might not get to travel round the world and might have been living a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cherish something only when they're gone...or when they're gonna be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember ah gang's satria that can fit 6guys and a girl(and 2 more seating on the back boot), his subwoofer, the hours we spent in his car, the journeys, watching music videos, initial d, and one litre of tears in his car, and the moment we said goodbye. When i was getting out of the car the day we were saying goodbye(after pasar malam), he really surprised me when he grabbed my hand and said 'bye bye'. ok i know this sounds gay, but it wasnt like that. i felt really warm at that time and i know i was gonna miss him and his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to inti college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: just got back my connection. 5.30am now...still got 7 chapters of econs havent study..and it's in exactly 8hours from now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116578625683978679?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116578625683978679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116578625683978679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116578625683978679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116578625683978679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/lalala.html' title='lalala....'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116544775637930450</id><published>2006-12-07T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T07:29:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams.........of christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7:07 am. Just finished readin my accounts...finally! oh wait...there's still chapter 1...heh. Will do the finishing touches either after this post or after a nap. Kinda happy cos i managed to understand lotsa stuff i never understood before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just now(well..last midnight..) was chatting wif winson and jia yee bout christmas plans and having so many imaginations in my mind of what the perfect Christmas would be for me. It's so nice to have dreams isnt it? Well it's the closest i could get to reality if u asked me....i had this really nice dream last night..no, last morning cos i slept in the morning. It wasnt real anymore after i woke up but i sure enjoyed it during the sleep! Sometimes, a dream is good enough when you know you cant possibly get what u want. Throughout the time i was reading accounts..every 5mins or so i'd start imagining so many wonderful christmases...heh. AND smile to myself in the process. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I want you in my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I want you and all your charms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whenever I want you, all I have to do is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everly Brothers - All I Have to do is Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams out of the topic, i'd really like a wonderful christmas this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wish everyone out there a very early Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Wish me good luck for exams too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Btw, changed my blog URL haha. Kinda sien with 'amos in letters' and i saw other blogs with cool titles... Originally intended to be 'squeeze da juice out' but it didnt look nice in the URL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116544775637930450?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116544775637930450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116544775637930450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116544775637930450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116544775637930450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/dreamsof-christmas.html' title='dreams.........of christmas'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116499918791637207</id><published>2006-12-02T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:53:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two things in muh mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to times square today and SHOWROOM is on sale! the beautiful nike shoe that i was dreaming to buy was like rm195 instead of 279. Not to mention other expensive nike's like the denim one that's only rm230 instead of 300+. aaargh...how could i resist?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reeaallly tempted to buy...but then..gotta consider my financial position, not good at all. I dont really wanna waste money on unnecessary items right now cos i'm aiming for japan next year. Previously i was planning on buying stuff that can be useful in japan e.g. a nike sweater...heh. Gotta start weighing opportunity costs and allocate my very limited money to the right items. hmm..i'd probably end up not buying the shoe i guess...if i hadn't buy the shoe that i'm wearing right now..i would've bought this 1 for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough about that. Let's talk about 'Deja Vu'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was quite sleepy for the 1st 15-20 minutes..then when it came to the part where they were using those high tech stuff to spy on 4 days before..it gets really exciting. Well, it's pretty much one of those time travel movies, but the way they put together the storyline and the logic they used behind the time travel was excellent. I've always thought about the speed of light being the factor of time travel when someone told me somethin bout einstein's theory. and also when i did my oral presentation about 'perception and reality'. If the light reflected from a moving car takes 5 seconds to reach our eyes, when we see the car, we're actually looking at it's position 5 seconds ago. but in reality the car might already be some distance away. Also read that when we look at stars or galaxies far far away through telescopes, we're actually lookin at what it was a few hundred million years ago..since the light takes that long to reach earth. Since the distance between earth n the sun is 8mins of light, we're always looking at the sun 8mins ago. Most of you out there might already know abt this theory anyway, but it's just so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we lower the speed of light, we can look into the past. But what if we increased the speed of light? does it mean we can see the future? i cant get any logic on that one though...since i'm not sure whether the future has already happened...if you get what i mean...lol. one of my english articles was talkin bout light n stuff sometime ago...forgot what it was saying though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm...was reviewing the movie but got carried away with this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion: Rating - A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116499918791637207?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116499918791637207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116499918791637207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116499918791637207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116499918791637207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/12/two-things-in-muh-mind_02.html' title='two things in muh mind'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116466734215244737</id><published>2006-11-28T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:42:22.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by zen. didnt realise my name was there...hmm. Bored now anyways...here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers , give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A1 - Like a Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What? This sounds gay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kinki Kids - Hitori Janai (means i'm not alone...i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dunno if i'll get far...but i'll not be alone? That's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - If Your Heart's Not In It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quite true maybe. Think my friends see me as some non-serious guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Craig David - Hidden Agenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woo...this sounds cool. my marriage will be a hidden agenda to get rich a.k.a 'sek yuen fan'...haha hopefully not. wanna get rich myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Coldplay - Fix You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;first of all, who's my best friend? hmm...maybe i need a best friend to 'fix me'...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - Evergreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My life is evergreen? that'd be nice! youthful always...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What was high school like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*some jay chou song...dunno wat title..skip to next song..hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kinki Kids - Hitori Janai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again? well i guess that means my high school wasnt lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jojo - Too Little Too Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by being too little and too late? well...im little in size..and i always do last minute work. if that's how im gonna get ahead in life...fine with me! dont wanna stay 'little' though...=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carrie Underwood - Inside Your Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, friends are great but i dont think they're 'inside my heaven'...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Craig David - Hands Up in the Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey...am i gonna get arrested or sumthin this weekend? hell no! maybe i'll be dancin with hands up...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What song describes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jay Chou - yi lu xiang bei (initial d song..dunno wat the title means...so next!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobuo Uematsu, Aki Kuroda - Yuna's Determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;din know i had this song in my pc...anyway...'determination' describes me? well it doesnt..at least not for now cos im the hangat-hangat tahi ayam type..hopefully in the future i'll be more determined to reach my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Backstreet Boys - Shape of My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dun get it...why describe my grandparents? lemme see...they're the shape of my heart? no comments...=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How is your life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - Beautiful Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woo...i have a beautiful soul? thx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - Mack the Knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ANSWER OF THE DAY! i dunno what 'mack' means...but...KNIFE?! what the heck...i'm gonna be murdered?! and they're playin the song at my funeral to tease me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - Flying Without Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here comes superman! oh wait...he has a wing...aiks. Does that means the world sees me as a happy person? hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;98 Degrees - I Do (Cherish You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey...direct answer..i will. hehe. but the 'herish you' part kinda spoils the answer. does it mean i have to cherish myself (or 'someone else'..heh) do be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nine Days - If I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just now it was 'how do your friends see you'...now it's what they REALLY think of me huh..sucker. 'If I Am'..it seems to have a deep meaning to answer that question..6.30 am now..cant really think...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - Queen of My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woo..the queen of my heart lusts over me? no need to 'lust' ba...'long after you' would be a better word...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Westlife - Heart Without a Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by having a heart without a home? maybe it's sayin i should be some kinda playboy...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jay Chou - ye ye bao de cha (badly translated as 'grandfather make punya tea'..LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well in that case..i will have children. if not how to be 'grandfather'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm done. this was fun. ain't taggin anybody...dunno who to tag. back to my econs assignment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya...happy birthday shanna! have a memorable 19th year k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116466734215244737?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116466734215244737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116466734215244737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116466734215244737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116466734215244737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/tagged.html' title='tagged...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116457841557760523</id><published>2006-11-27T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:00:15.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lifehouse - come back down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Staring right back in the face&lt;br /&gt;A memory can't be erased&lt;br /&gt;I know, because I tried&lt;br /&gt;Start to feel the emptiness&lt;br /&gt;And everything I'm gonna miss&lt;br /&gt;I know, that I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time is passing by&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to just move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come back down&lt;br /&gt;If you land on your feet&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find a way to make it back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to be alone with what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to breathe and fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same after a while&lt;br /&gt;I know, that you are tired&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the ones you lost&lt;br /&gt;A picture frame with all the thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I know, you hold inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you can find your way back&lt;br /&gt;To the place where you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come back down&lt;br /&gt;If you land on your feet&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find a way to make it back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to be alone with what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down&lt;br /&gt;You say you feel lost can I help you find it&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;From time to time we all are blinded&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to tell me what you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;I won't be the one that lets go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to just move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 5.39a.m. right now. Was doing my Econs tutorials then i decided to eat cup noodles and watch Smallville. Season 4 episode 18..heh. Then i heard this nice song playing right at the start of the show. Love it! Then i was like, 'hey that's lifehouse..' It's called 'Come Back Down'. Great song...i wonder why it wasnt popular then..or maybe i just didnt notice it. At the end of the show they sorta played the song again..and then they played 'You and Me'. I used to REALLY like the song last time..and now i like it again cos they played it in the show..heh (not to mention clark and lana was dancing..).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, back to this song..after the show i quickly googled the lyrics to get the title. Then searched dc++. God blessed me..justin shared it. Heh. Quickly downloaded and listened..nice! Found the guitar tabs but cant play though...jeremy's sleepin hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to Smallville again for the nice selection of songs, and for lifehouse to be guest stars. Just lurve the series! More of these songs and i'll turn full-time music blogger...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: i do realise this song must be kinda old/outdated by now...but who cares! Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116457841557760523?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116457841557760523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116457841557760523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116457841557760523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116457841557760523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/lifehouse-come-back-down.html' title='lifehouse - come back down'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116446670094337233</id><published>2006-11-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:58:20.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rascal Flatts - Feels Like Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Woke up this morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With this feeling inside me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that I can't explain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like a weight that I've carried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Been carried away, away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I know something is coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know what it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I know it's amazing, you save me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My time is coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'll find my way out of this longest drought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels like today I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels like today I'm sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's the one thing that's missin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The one thing I'm wishin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life's sacred blessin' and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels like today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feels like today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You treat life like a picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's not a moment thats frozen in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not gonna wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Til you make up your mind, at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So while this storm is breaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;While there's light at the end of the tunnel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep running towards it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Releasing the pressure, that's my heartache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Soon this dam will break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it feels like today I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it feels like today, I'm sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's the one thing that's missin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The one thing you're wishin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life's sacred blessin' and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels like today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feels like, feels like your life changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feels like, feels like your life changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's the one thing that's missin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The one thing you're wishin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life's sacred blessin' and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels like today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feels like, feels like your life changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feels like, feels like your life changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is one song i'd like to hear first thing in the morning after i wake up. Kinda like gives u the spirit to live the day, especially if u dun have enough sleep (like me). First heard this song in an episode of Smallville at the end of it and i knew i gotta get it. gotta love those songs they play in the series, heh. Very motivating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best moment to hear the song? Whenever you have this great adventure for the day, or great stuffs to do. like lets say a badminton competition? final exams? journey round the world? heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of motivational songs, i remember one song i liked to sing to myself everytime during SPM last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shannon Noll - Shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Get up, get up, get up, get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And lift your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C'mon, c'mon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Get up out of bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today's the day you hold the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go now, go now, go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Help ascalate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Angels come down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Help with this parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To hear the voice ring out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C'mon lets shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And let your song be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That we've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the world will stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To watch you shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sing your hymn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the new national anthem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We will all stand on guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To let you be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let go, let go, let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the cannons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How beautiful this world has become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now everyone will see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What i belive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That these words should be sung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That we've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the world will stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To watch you shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That we've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the world believes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That you will shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you trust and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes it will come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, hey, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me two cents worth of songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116446670094337233?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116446670094337233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116446670094337233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116446670094337233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116446670094337233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/feels-like-today.html' title='feels like today..'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116439042192550495</id><published>2006-11-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:00:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thought of mine...</title><content type='html'>Have u ever thought of doing something so crazy/insane/unbelievable/impossible that no person in his right mind will do? I mean like suddenly just doing something out of the ordinary without thinking about the consequences or whatever that will happen to your life after that. No, i'm not talking about stuff they do in fear factor like bury yourself under thousands of cockroaches. Those stuff are temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm talkin about is somethin like deciding to just stop your college education halfway through even if u've been maintaining straight As, then decide on how to make the best out of your life. Travelling to London with 40bucks in your wallet and a backpack, and never returning home until u've been to every country. Hitch hiking around the country/world. Stuff like that. Stuff with such a great risk of failing, such a tough road to walk on, but u know that if u do SUCCEED in the end, your life was worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about playing safe, about taking into consideration all the possible outcomes of the serious decisions that u make before making the choice, about following what the rest are doing because so many people cant be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we just go through life without a plan? What if we just "let things be".."sun kei zi yin"? Seriously, without any plans whatsoever - living today without giving a single thought on how tomorrow might be. Using up the 40bucks in ur wallet which is all the money u have on a single meal..not thinking about how ur gonna have ur next meal. That's kinda fun, stupid though, heh.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what's the worst that could happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Can't do stuff like that. Dont have the courage. Maybe in the future. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116439042192550495?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116439042192550495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116439042192550495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116439042192550495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116439042192550495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-thought-of-mine.html' title='random thought of mine...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116421367015655170</id><published>2006-11-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:41:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't get it...</title><content type='html'>Why do people always get the wrong impression of whatever i say or do? Truth is...i'm not good with words..unless i think for like 5 seconds before saying anything. Let me rephrase that - i'm not good at spontaneous reactions. I mean like if i react to something instantly, i tend to give a wrong impression and people'll misunderstand what i'm trying to say or show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing - when people say something and when i say the same thing, sometimes others dont get the same meaning from me and from them. what the heck? is there something wrong with the way i communicate, the way i speak, the way i look when i say stuff? I think i'm better conveying my message through msn, cos i get to think and write, and people dont see me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to tell myself to stay quiet and dont talk so much, but that's just not my nature when i'm with close friends. As conversations go on, i tend to blabber stuff instinctively (is that a correct word?) and regret them later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, please remember that sometimes, what u 'perceive'(yea...perception!) of my words and actions might not be what i mean (SCC folks, take note). To put it in a way, i'm immature in my communication (yea yea...im immature in everything.. i know). Don't blame me, i'm just a kid in a grown up's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : all this doesnt apply to when i'm ejek-ing people. if there's one part of communication i'm good at, it's that. heh. but for the rest of it, yea dont misunderstand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd p/s : i have a very NARROW vocabulary. can't seem to explain stuff properly while blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116421367015655170?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116421367015655170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116421367015655170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116421367015655170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116421367015655170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-get-it.html' title='i don&apos;t get it...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116318403252641763</id><published>2006-11-11T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:40:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week....</title><content type='html'>Whew! Finally it's the weekend...the past few days have been oh so stressful and tiring...practically had an average of 4 hours sleep per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see... I couldnt remember much about monday. Oh ya, we were told that the NF-AF debate was on the next day..i was like "walao...seow ah". I didnt really had the intention of debating before that, but then since the topic was my research essay topic, i guess i'd require less effort than others. Not to mention szu mei saying "if Amos speaks, i'll speak"..lol. Well she didnt speak after all, but she did a great deal of help la. We sorta like discussed the topic for less than 1 hour after class..then went for leo meeting. At night we gathered to do econs assignment..though i ended up playing games and the little work that we did we useless after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tuesday - Debate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept real late on monday, went to 8am class to hand in my assessment, and asked ms mariani to let me go at 9am to "prepare for debate". But i slept till 10. 10am, we made preparations for debate, till 1pm, without eating lunch. Then the debate was on, crapped whatever info i learned from my research paper, and we were the defending champions! Well, Zeinab was good. At least i get to leave AF with some pride...heh. Kinda forgot what i did that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wednesday - Japanese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. What was wednesday like? Forgot. Dun care la. Oh i remembered...japanese! Went 8-10 class, then at about almost 11...the 69 high skool students from hokkaido came. Then we sorta 'paraded' to the lecture hall..on the way i asked this japanese guy, 'wats ur name?' And he....smiled. =.= oh well. At the lecture hall, i was kinda sesated from the gang as i was sitting right at the front with kiosuka (or kisouke?) All 69 of them sang their skool song which was rather long..then it was musha and uniqueX's performance, then they thought us the Bon Odori dance, which we didnt really learn anyway. Oh ya before the dance we split into group...i just followed kiosuka and asked burger n chris to follow me. To my luck, in the group was leng lui Miki....heh. So we get to know all 4 of them after that..kiosuka, minoru, nane(or nare), and miki..and took them round the college for a tour. We had serious communication problem but they were extremely friendly..dunno how to put to words. And so we took them here and there, treating them to food and games (college's money anyway). At about 2 sumthin...they left, but not without taking pictures...heh. Miss their friendly faces...aih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thursday Blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday! After the good day wif the japanese..came the worst day of the week. I got really low marks for my freakin research paper. Well, i kinda expected that anyway since lazy me didnt pass up the outline and didnt ask for her approval of the topic. Even so, it was sad. I face a high possibility of not getting an A for english this semester, and I hate that. We're just foundation students, can mariani not be that strict?! Some other minor bad things happened that day (yesterday, actually) and i couldnt recall. Then came the night, I have to finish 2 assignments which i barely started doing. Stayed awake till 6 sumthin in the morning..wanted to take a short nap but slept till 10am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...woke up at 10...rushed some part of the conclusion for my econs assignment. At 11...headed to IT class to pass up assignment. She was having break, so i skipped the class..haha. Reached my room, finished the conclusion and formatted the whole assignment till around 12.30. Then rushed to print and bind and hand it in. After that, followed the gang to lepak. The 1st 2 hours of the day was like so in a rush..i was still kinda blur. I was kinda disappointed with my assignments though..felt that they weren't properly and confidently done. Seriously, my laziness destroyed my 2nd semester results.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we went lepak-ing. Went to KL sentral for shanna to buy air tickets, turned out it was wasted. Ate a very filling lunch then headed to mid valley. Jalan-jalan a while, then watched Deathnote. It was quite nice since they altered the comic story. Reached nilai at 11 sumthin, ate dinner at eastern tea corner. Reached room, bathed, now blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the week for me. This week's rating: 1/10. Next week, another hectic week of assignments, mid terms, and oral presentation. God bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116318403252641763?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116318403252641763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116318403252641763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116318403252641763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116318403252641763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/11/week.html' title='the week....'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116184541709218980</id><published>2006-10-26T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:23:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past few days...</title><content type='html'>Well, i was kinda packed for the past few days so i didnt get to write anything here..Lemme see.. last friday i wrote some stuff about the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Masquerade Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..but then i had some problem when posting the pics..so i gave up. Ok anyways, the ball was just ok...we had our performance, but no food...sad. Then we kinda lepak-ed around college. Dont feel like writing much now cos it was last week's stuff...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk bout the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday went to cheras to qiu yi and kelvin's place..then we went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunway Lagoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We ended reaching there quite late..bout 2pm cos we cant find the entrance..heh. It was fun anyway, havent been there for ages. Played the tomahawk, 360 degrees spin thingy...kinda exciting and i discovered that i could swim! haha..only for like few metres..but at least i learned how to swim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to cheras for bbq steamboat buffet...yummy! Though it's 18.80..kinda expensive. But we ate for like almost 3hours..so i guess it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to kelvin's place to bathe and stuff...then off to qiu yi's place to eat her cake. Got shocked when i knew she had a diploma in bakery..walao. Her cake was quite nice, though i never really like cakes. Too bad some "2 person" didnt get to eat...heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day i'm off to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penang&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;Went to jiaweih's place in penang to spend our holidays. It was fun, but now i'm tired and sunburnt, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. 1st day reached there bout 7 or 8 sumthin at night then we ate at the hawker stalls next to Gurney Plaza. Man, that was like THE place to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EAT EAT EAT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But it was also the place to PAY PAY PAY...so expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later wanted to watch movie but no midnight movie so we went to arcade and i kinda suck at the games...heh.&lt;br /&gt;Next day it was off to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batu Ferringhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Took us quite long to choose and decide which hotel to stay but we finally checked in at bout 5pm i think. Then went to beach..got wet..and returned. But 14 people is really too many..i was like freezing cold in the hotel room waiting for my turn to bathe. Then we went to eat at some place called Long Beach. Food there was also &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;EXPENSIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; But shanna's food was...lol. Oh ya each of us got our own shades...but cheap ones la...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleep was okay..next mornin we went to beach again...fun! Rode banana boat..got to ride on the mini speed boat too...and not to forget...&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARASAILING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It was my 1st time so it was really exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that swam a while..then back to jiaweih's house..and zen lost her handphone..sad.&lt;br /&gt;At night we ate at the same place next to the plaza..and this time we got to watch a movie..'World Trade Center'. Well they didnt have any bad comments but i guess expected more from the movie based on the trailer..so i wasnt really satisfied with it...hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Then..walked home...slept..next day wake up..get ready..and off to our loooooong and miserable journey home...heh. Lazy to write bout the trip home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..guess thats the holidays for me.&lt;br /&gt;Will post pictures of the ball and penang...one day. heh. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116184541709218980?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116184541709218980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116184541709218980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116184541709218980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116184541709218980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/10/past-few-days.html' title='past few days...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116105398768218522</id><published>2006-10-17T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:59:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 2 problems...</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was kinda busy..had classes from 8-5 non-stop (though i skipped a class...hehe), then badminton and masquerade ball stuff till almost midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday i realized that i had 2 SERIOUS problems. I mean i know i had these problems a long time ago but yesterday (and today) i felt it was more serious than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Problem No. 1 : I'm LAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I definitely procrastinate a LOT. I've been studying and doing homework last minute since God knows when. Well for the past few days, i actually had sufficient time to do what i was supposed to do - finish my research essay outline and study for accounts, AND catch up on my sleep. I ended up wasting my entire weekend doing none of those. I sorta promised i'd hand in my outline on Monday, but i started on it only on Sunday after midnight - ended up doing it until like 4am but still can't finish. Before that i did read some accounts, didn't finish that either. So on Monday, i ended up skipping English and used the 2 hours to study accounts (which is mostly spend sleeping in the common room and talking wif a frog and a coconut...=.=). Then, as i wrote earlier, i was busy till midnight, and when i came home..THE FREAKING INTERNET CONNECTION WAS DOWN! (which explains why i'm writing about YESTERDAY...) So today, i didnt get to hand in my outline, ms mariani was kinda pissed off and she aint accepting any more outlines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is..although i've had very little sleep the past few days, i didnt really spend my time on what i'm supposed to do, so now i'm tired n sleepy, and my work is still not done.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? I really need to discipline myself and manage my time properly. All it takes is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILLPOWER&lt;/span&gt;! No more procrastination and sudoku..and i should probably stop being so active in activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Problem No. 2 : I have SPEAKING PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i know i dont open my mouth and speak clearly when i speak - mum and dad always tell me that. And i dont even know why i speak like that. But i've never really look into the problem and try to improve myself. Yesterday when we were rehearsing our group's performance, i knew i have problem speaking clearly...so i tried to be clearer when i was narrating. But then, after the performance, everyone was like, "i cant hear a single word that you're saying" and i was like "what??! really??!". To think how i always laugh at shanna's pronounciation...i actually speak worse. I really gotta try and improve the way i speak - probably somehow it'd make me speak with more confidence. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OPEN MY MOUTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So from now on, i gotta speak slower and open my mouth. I gotta admit it does seem weird when i try to speak properly - i wonder if it looks weird to others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, guess that's all la..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta catch up on my sleep (not that i'm lazy..but i'll end up sleeping in class if i dont get some rest)..probably skipping IT later (again...not that i'm lazy...we just dont do much in that class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116105398768218522?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116105398768218522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116105398768218522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116105398768218522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116105398768218522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-2-problems.html' title='my 2 problems...'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116081364822268966</id><published>2006-10-14T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:18:13.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some crap..</title><content type='html'>Well, time for my 2nd post here. The settings and template are too ordinary...gotta change those soon if I have the time..but I'll just leave it as it is for the moment. Oh ya and somebody's gotta teach me how to customize the blog and use the features...szumei? zen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see.. last 2 days were quite tiring..lack of sleep though i could've slept if i wanted to...hmm. Thursday came back like 1 somethin in the mornin...saw shanna's testi..so i decided to write for the whole gang..then i started this blog. Next day went 8am class..SHOULD have slept in the afternoon but ended up watching NF's presentation. Then pasar malam and chris's house..SHOULD have came back n sleep.. but ended up sleeping there..hmm. Now, here i am, SHOULD be sleepin but writing this damn blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what..i was writing something just now about my life so far in Nilai. But then halfway through..i just dunno how to write anymore..seems like i cant really put what i'm thinking into words. Maybe im not supposed to be a blogger? Oh well, maybe one day i'll get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116081364822268966?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116081364822268966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116081364822268966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116081364822268966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116081364822268966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-some-crap.html' title='just some crap..'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35922736.post-116068124602431551</id><published>2006-10-13T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:27:26.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm officially a blogger</title><content type='html'>There - finally created my own blog. Let's hope I'll put some effort into writing stuffs here. Sometimes there're stuff that I put to deep thought and feel like writing down...the will just fades before i get to write. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;So, yea goodluck to the new blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There - my first post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35922736-116068124602431551?l=squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/feeds/116068124602431551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35922736&amp;postID=116068124602431551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116068124602431551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35922736/posts/default/116068124602431551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeeze-me-out.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-officially-blogger.html' title='i&apos;m officially a blogger'/><author><name>amos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15027439717982626628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
