<?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-20417873</id><updated>2011-09-12T22:26:00.640+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='College'/><category term='Events'/><title type='text'>Viewing Through the Window of My World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-5873673729096080311</id><published>2010-12-16T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T00:23:13.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulcers</title><content type='html'>I'm disappointed with my body at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need it to function for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work damn it work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-5873673729096080311?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/5873673729096080311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=5873673729096080311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5873673729096080311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5873673729096080311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2010/12/ulcers.html' title='Ulcers'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-9548921446929060</id><published>2010-02-22T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:39:11.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 25 friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Jump On - Thara feat Fatman Scoop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Toma - Pitbull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Green Light - John Legend feat. Andre 3000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;New Divide - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Drift - Teriyaki Boyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Party in the USA - Miley Cyrus(Lolz, how'd did that get there xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Blue Planet - Alice Nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Careless Whisper - Seether(0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Say Yeah - Wiz Khalifa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Chopped 'N' Skewered - T-Pain ft. Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Freeze - T-Pain ft. Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;No Boundaries - Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Be Startin' Something - Michael Jackson ft. Akon and Will.I.Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho - Pussycat Dolls(LOLZ!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Decode - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Tsubasa - Alice Nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lovin' You long time - Mariah Carey feat. T.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world - Kevin Rudolf feat. Kid Cudi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Get It Shawty - Qwote ft. Joe Budden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Boom Boom Pow - Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Starstrucked - 3OH!3 feat. Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Addiction - Ryan Leslie feat. Cassie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who so ever reads this post, post yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-9548921446929060?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/9548921446929060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=9548921446929060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/9548921446929060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/9548921446929060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2010/02/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4412379299199491355</id><published>2009-09-04T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:15:12.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Bhed Language</title><content type='html'>Teccybuehdsahd ymfyoc rujanc ynuiht sa.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, E luimth'd ajah kad y kenm fru megat sa cehla casacdan 1 uv so taknaa oayn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E'mm syga y cumash uydr rana eh so pmuk e's kuhhy pa cehkma ihdem yhudran kenm lusac yht dammc sa dryd cra megac sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demm drah,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ryda muja edcamv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4412379299199491355?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4412379299199491355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4412379299199491355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4412379299199491355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4412379299199491355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2009/09/al-bhed-language.html' title='Al Bhed Language'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6963231916794864259</id><published>2009-04-07T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:58:40.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left 4 Dead</title><content type='html'>I have 4 subjects to pass, and two are already in critical condition. The other two are alright, but not a guarenteed A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many will survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many formula's, so little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Prince-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6963231916794864259?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6963231916794864259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6963231916794864259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6963231916794864259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6963231916794864259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2009/04/left-4-dead.html' title='Left 4 Dead'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4552090541543461196</id><published>2009-02-25T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:39:15.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Events</title><content type='html'>Hmm...didn't know 'that' was coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess being patient and just waiting for my turn is better than that of me rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4552090541543461196?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4552090541543461196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4552090541543461196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4552090541543461196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4552090541543461196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2009/02/unexpected-events.html' title='Unexpected Events'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-8695720776379064198</id><published>2008-11-10T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:49:42.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of Love</title><content type='html'>Few days back, my friend had a funny definition of Love... HE said, "Guys only know how to follow the stick, if point up, then ma love lor.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i took a quick survey of my friends and this is what they said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LM : I am a cancer(Horoscope) girl, so cancer always wants to be secure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin : love is when the reason you chose that person over the thousand and million other prettier girls in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy : really? i dono depends kwa....there's one line thats nicec larh "true love never has a happy ending, because true love never ends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace : love is when u still accept the person for who they are&lt;br /&gt;instead of stepping weaknesses...they help them overcome and going through wateve circumstances together no matter wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela : Its complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the internet : poke and run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel : Love is color when your mortality seems black and white&lt;br /&gt;Love is a rose when The rest of the world are thorns in your side&lt;br /&gt;Love is the sweet taste of hope when life's journey turns bitter&lt;br /&gt;Love is a lullaby when the voices you hear only deter&lt;br /&gt;Love is the comforting embrace that brings your heart peace&lt;br /&gt;That's what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June : Love is when i look at him and i can see every part of my future with him. Bad and good.&lt;br /&gt;Love is when i wake up next to him and smell his bad breath but still love him. err..sorry take a bit long..dont know how to put it in wordsss..Love is when i know there might be some other better guy out there, but yet i choose to love him no less.&lt;br /&gt;adoi&lt;br /&gt;so hard to put in wordsssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and June : love is when June and Daniel is together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey : haha i dunno love lol...wtf... i mean its like theres no limit in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other sources : Busy, can't think.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from these i already concluded that they are many definitions...but what is the right one? There is none i suppose, the only way you can find out about the true definition is to actually fall in love and pull through the stable relationship until u get married and take the famous oath of "Till death do us part" only then will u find the real and true HIGHEST definition of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my definition of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two people meet, they talk empty talks which sumhow creates a spark to ignite the love in the air between them. After that, its only time that will tell how long they will last in the thin thread of love they two have between each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-8695720776379064198?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/8695720776379064198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=8695720776379064198' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8695720776379064198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8695720776379064198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/11/definition-of-love.html' title='Definition of Love'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7483945060596610657</id><published>2008-08-29T16:31:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:53:21.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intense yet exciting</title><content type='html'>It has been a fun yet hectic, intense yet exciting, horrible yet fun week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe0ftSZuZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V8ZxX9DmG1A/s1600-h/25082008125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe0ftSZuZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V8ZxX9DmG1A/s320/25082008125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239855148294584722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is the end of the semester and yet we all feel like celebrating. The urge just doesn't go away. Out of these few months that i've been busy, things just weren't the same anymore. I rarely hang out wid the frens from my old high school, I became studious(hmm...amazing hor?), and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe2Bs6rNRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/r8y0V8AAdlc/s1600-h/25082008141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe2Bs6rNRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/r8y0V8AAdlc/s320/25082008141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239856831822247186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ermm...less camera shy?.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few days back me and some of my classmates went to celebrate a friends bday. Apparently he was so kind hearted so he decided to do it at TGI friday and at the same time forking out 50% of the total bill. Basically this is what was the outcome after going to TGI friday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe3wlxCnII/AAAAAAAAAHg/41IvJG9iG1U/s1600-h/27082008150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe3wlxCnII/AAAAAAAAAHg/41IvJG9iG1U/s320/27082008150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239858736868269186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jonathan being a Slob...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe5Ebt128I/AAAAAAAAAII/_Jb0GCzwb5M/s1600-h/27082008153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe5Ebt128I/AAAAAAAAAII/_Jb0GCzwb5M/s320/27082008153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239860177279507394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Each trying to pinch each others cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4luzPpgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/amm_yCiam00/s1600-h/27082008145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4luzPpgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/amm_yCiam00/s320/27082008145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239859649826498050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caught on camera for taking a huge bite in the Friday's Chicken Burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4Q4mVvgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OZBPvNNjW_8/s1600-h/27082008155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4Q4mVvgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OZBPvNNjW_8/s320/27082008155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239859291679473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally a group photo with most of the T3 students and the birthday boy in the middle of it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4wG22pSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/M0P-bxoTyJo/s1600-h/27082008157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4wG22pSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/M0P-bxoTyJo/s320/27082008157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239859828082779426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again a group photo...with jonathan posing like a ninja... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4aI6W4PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Tg1cIe6nIRQ/s1600-h/27082008158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe4aI6W4PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Tg1cIe6nIRQ/s320/27082008158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239859450677223666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looking at the small bits and peices of newspaper they threw down from the third floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, thats how i spent my previous week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah..going broke d...-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Will post about my 10km Marathon for the Merdeka Run for Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7483945060596610657?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7483945060596610657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7483945060596610657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7483945060596610657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7483945060596610657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/08/intense-yet-exciting.html' title='Intense yet exciting'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SLe0ftSZuZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V8ZxX9DmG1A/s72-c/25082008125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4271302229407487470</id><published>2008-07-23T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:40:14.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from below and add in your personal question, making it a total of 20 questions. Then tag 8 people from your list. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them that they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;See how is my financial status, if all's well, mayb by 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;- Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What’s your favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping and Lazing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;It can buy only about an hour or two worth of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Doubt so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;My Sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you win $1 million, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;at most get me a nice house...a million ain't enough to do much these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. List out 3 good points about the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;This is hard..... :&lt;br /&gt;Funny to a certain degree, Good Guitar player, Realist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you have only one wish, what will you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish to have 3 more wishes and then start wishing again...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you could rewind time, would you?&lt;br /&gt;I would like to rewind to 25 September 2003 and prevent an unavoidable disaster that happened in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What’s your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;To finish my degree and get a stable, relaxing, high paying job... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What’s your favourite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Faye Wong - Ni Kuai Le, suo Yi wo kuai le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If you can teleport once, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;Out of a bank vault once i've robbed it... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;The ability to see,feel,taste,hear,smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) If you could undo one mistake in the past, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Repick Huskar... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;Laziness and sleepiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What music have you been listening to recently?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, Japanese, English and English Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is the one thing you cannot do but you wish you could?&lt;br /&gt;Teleport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Sushi or Steamboat?&lt;br /&gt;Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) When was the happiest moment in your life?&lt;br /&gt;When I became more confident after the February 25 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags : Jeffrey, Tze Ying, Maree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4271302229407487470?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4271302229407487470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4271302229407487470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4271302229407487470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4271302229407487470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7358397468400217344</id><published>2008-06-30T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:01:54.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sudden repayment from God himself?</title><content type='html'>This morning i woke up with a surprise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on with my usual, i woke up 5.30am and got to my desk where my wallet was. I then picked up my wallet and checked if i had enough to keep me alive through the day..and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shiny N82 was there sitting on my desk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps self a few times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wasn't a dream....ITS AN N82!!!... 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Prince-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7358397468400217344?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7358397468400217344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7358397468400217344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7358397468400217344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7358397468400217344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudden-repayment-from-god-himself.html' title='A sudden repayment from God himself?'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7964725472396233415</id><published>2008-05-24T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:10:56.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random is just random</title><content type='html'>"No matter how many walls may stand steady in front of me, I will break it all down if it means anything at all to you" - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this quote, I'm sure many of you face walls or barriers that are hard to pass through sometimes that you want to give up. But many times you manage to break that wall down and actually do something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times where there are too many walls that you feel so tired to break each and everyone that you want to give up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, and sometimes...its ok to give up. Because, if you think its not worth it anymore and still pursue it, you will just make the disappointment even greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing in life is impossible unless you want to think it that way..." - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Prince-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7964725472396233415?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7964725472396233415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7964725472396233415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7964725472396233415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7964725472396233415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-is-just-random.html' title='Random is just random'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4093515060130951143</id><published>2008-05-23T01:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:53.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Empty mind is like an Empty Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SDlpqoJuA7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/YyNOyQXaLJo/s1600-h/65207387_51ded4f6dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SDlpqoJuA7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/YyNOyQXaLJo/s320/65207387_51ded4f6dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204307025456923570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how I have nothing to write... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Prince-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4093515060130951143?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4093515060130951143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4093515060130951143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4093515060130951143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4093515060130951143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/05/empty-mind-is-like-empty-can.html' title='An Empty mind is like an Empty Can'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/SDlpqoJuA7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/YyNOyQXaLJo/s72-c/65207387_51ded4f6dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6476385249149600475</id><published>2008-02-18T16:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:55.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I came, I saw and I Performed</title><content type='html'>Last week, I had a phone call from yamaha asking me to perform a piano solo of any song piece in front of a live audience. I didn't want to accept as I was too weak in my piano skills, but the yamaha worker kept on persuading me till I said yes. Thus just few days back I performed in front of a live audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lEb4vtejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rQPf8K7K6Ws/s1600-h/16022008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168237293264009778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lEb4vtejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rQPf8K7K6Ws/s320/16022008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Audience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its my 1st time playing piano infront of ppl. I am the introvert that hides and lets only himself listen to his playing. Anywayz, it was a fun experience...didn't get any pics of myself though, no one to help me capture me playing or take a video of me playing &gt;.&lt; . It was a mini concert organized by yamaha that consisted of many young drummers, pianists, and guitarists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168234870902454802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lCO4vtehI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ufrkWFv2tt4/s320/16022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of the pro drummers among the others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so not only they had solo performances but student bands as well. The songs performed were G&amp;amp;R - November Rain, G&amp;amp;R - Sweet Child o' Mine, and Deep Purple - Smoke on the Water. Practically there's nothing much to say coz' the band that played the songs were not bad for yamaha students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lDh4vteiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zdEeuo9bbpo/s1600-h/16022008(025).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168236296831597090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lDh4vteiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zdEeuo9bbpo/s320/16022008(025).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Student band : Secret Basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, they had a little souvenier giving for performance and a photogroup session among those that performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lA8YvtegI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_VvMk5kdv6c/s1600-h/P160208_13.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168233453563247106" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="270" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lA8YvtegI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_VvMk5kdv6c/s320/P160208_13.35.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm the one in Red at the looking at the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all the events yamaha had a lion dance display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lFHovtekI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JJDTSMYVTaY/s1600-h/16022008(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168238044883286594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lFHovtekI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JJDTSMYVTaY/s320/16022008(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Embracing the crowd with its head...kwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lF-YvtemI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QZZkxvNv0lM/s1600-h/16022008(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168238985481124450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lF-YvtemI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QZZkxvNv0lM/s320/16022008(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crouching Lions, No Dragons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lGe4vtenI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XDHPYcnPyZM/s1600-h/16022008(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168239543826872946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lGe4vtenI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XDHPYcnPyZM/s320/16022008(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn Serious weih the kidz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the displaying....the lion left a little "present" on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lFiIvtelI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_J7wc4D8K7U/s1600-h/16022008(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168238500149819986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lFiIvtelI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_J7wc4D8K7U/s320/16022008(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lion's piss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, one of the lion must've drank a little too much without going to the loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what song piece I played you ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i05nmIX_8z8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i05nmIX_8z8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6476385249149600475?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6476385249149600475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6476385249149600475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6476385249149600475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6476385249149600475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-came-i-saw-and-i-performed.html' title='I came, I saw and I Performed'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7lEb4vtejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rQPf8K7K6Ws/s72-c/16022008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-9199010975590218515</id><published>2008-02-12T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:55.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Right and Wrong</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking lately.... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of all the things ppl do, how many times that they think what they're doing is right, which is wrong and what they think they're doing is wrong, which is right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confused? So am I....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, when i reach a crossroad between what to do and what not to do I always pause to think...which then always ends up as time wasting and ppl becoming dulan. There are some points in life which I am possibly sure that i've done the right thing, but in the eyes of some, it maybe wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, which road must we choose at these times? Well, the answer is simple. Don't choose, Don't think, Just Do It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7ChF4vtefI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kAUZDgENpD8/s1600-h/brand_irony_nike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165805895097874930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7ChF4vtefI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kAUZDgENpD8/s320/brand_irony_nike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-9199010975590218515?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/9199010975590218515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=9199010975590218515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/9199010975590218515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/9199010975590218515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/02/between-right-and-wrong.html' title='Between Right and Wrong'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R7ChF4vtefI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kAUZDgENpD8/s72-c/brand_irony_nike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7214698877574296184</id><published>2008-02-06T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:18:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year to all the readers/bloggers/hackers/hijackers and all my friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the year of the rat bring you prosperity and not poverty or plague!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to mail me unwanted ang paos...make sure its full of money ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7214698877574296184?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7214698877574296184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7214698877574296184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7214698877574296184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7214698877574296184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-1671124756394530673</id><published>2008-02-01T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:55:49.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Back to the Gaming World</title><content type='html'>Today I had classes till 2pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being new to my class(coz i didn't follow my foundation friends over to their semester) I made new friends which I have never found before. This bunch are kinda much more crazier than the old one's I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went DotA at Blitzone near KDU there. Noticing that i didn't drive to college last time, having a car really gives you so much freedom that everywhere is near...lol. I can't say the ppl i play with are pro...but not noob either. As usual...i love to feed.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course after DotA we played a little bit of CS and then almost got carried away till evening. Atleast now I know if i ever need kaki to play CS or DotA and my friends down here are busy, I'll just need to call them and go to WCG Infinity at Genting Klang. Just like my old kaki of DotA/CS players... xD. Of course I met some of them who club too....including the girls 0.0. W00t, two in one kaki's...clubbing and DotA/CS players... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping now I don't get addicted and screw up my degree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recap of what i did yesterday night :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home infront of my comp doing sum work, when suddenly i received a call from Andy. Apparently he was FFK'ed by Josh to go clubbing...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah...i saved his life by fetching him from Time Square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Good Deeds = 1 and Bad Deeds = Enough to think alot..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-1671124756394530673?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/1671124756394530673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=1671124756394530673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1671124756394530673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1671124756394530673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-gaming-world.html' title='Back to the Gaming World'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7577160531384694879</id><published>2008-01-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T19:05:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isolation</title><content type='html'>Isolation, from the verb isolate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one goes through a difficult time, what does one do? Isolate himself/herself? or maybe just face it all till it goes away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...anywayz, enough of the engish lesson, recently i've been going through stress of mainly my calculus subject. Theres this formula which has these greek symbols called Epsilon and Delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The formula is so "dumb" that they give you the answer for you to proof and find the question to get back the answer. Basically you're going one round back to the answer they 1st gave you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does this teach you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teaches you that hitting around the bush somtimes works well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can pass calculus quiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7577160531384694879?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7577160531384694879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7577160531384694879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7577160531384694879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7577160531384694879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/isolation.html' title='Isolation'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-3675036213710816550</id><published>2008-01-23T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:58:44.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bola Lapan(8Ball)</title><content type='html'>Sunday nite, I was rotting at home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then out of the blue, i received a phone call from Wee Liam :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liam : Ehyz, prince...you sleeping already ar?&lt;br /&gt;Prince : Nope, not yet&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liam : Want to go 8 Ball?&lt;br /&gt;Prince : Now??(looks at computer clock)&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liam : Yeah lo, i damn sien....&lt;br /&gt;Prince : Ok la...meet you there&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liam : Orite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to 8ball and played pool till 2.30am in the morn...as soon as i got home i went straight to bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nex morning..i looked like zombie, not even coffee could've save me that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, at this very moment...Wee Liam is deciding wanna go 8ball..which he already has..and i'm going now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-3675036213710816550?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/3675036213710816550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=3675036213710816550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3675036213710816550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3675036213710816550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/bola-lapan8ball.html' title='Bola Lapan(8Ball)'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-3575614029760332030</id><published>2008-01-20T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:55.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Woooo Shoeeee(Wu Shu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the Chinese New Year approaches, malls like The Curve, Mid Valley, KLCC, One Utama and other places start to turn red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you know Red symbolises good luck for Chinese people and wearing black on Chinese New Year to someones house will get you stared at...or worst get kick out of the house(if the tenants are crazy enough to do that la).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anywayz, today I was at the curve for my piano classes when I saw alot of ppl crowding the center of the mall area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NpY5qURJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mpIbrClBFTU/s1600-h/20012008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581874785436818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NpY5qURJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mpIbrClBFTU/s320/20012008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curious, I oso went and kay poh la...turns out to be a Wu Shu demonstration  for the coming CNY 0.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NqKZqURKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Arc2a_yXS5U/s1600-h/20012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157582725188961442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NqKZqURKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Arc2a_yXS5U/s320/20012008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they just look like those SK II brochure passing girls at Mid Valley? ok...maybe not exactly, but they have their similarities. At 1st I thought the girls gonna fight slowly like how I used to "spar" when i was taking tae kwon do. Yes, i don't kid you I did go for it before...but that was before la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the wu shu girls... the way they played it slow at 1st and pick up speed nearing the end was amazing. Too bad it was only a spar with staves and not swords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were sword acts, but i malas wanna take picture(forgive me for my laziness) and it wasn't a one on one, but more like ownself swing the swrd here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only they had teenagers doing those spars...but they also had small kidz doing it too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NreJqURLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YDAILi9VX7o/s1600-h/20012008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157584164003005618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NreJqURLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YDAILi9VX7o/s320/20012008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda funny at 1st, coz the way they did their expression on the face. Like having constipation. But when they did splits....the only words...W-o-W. Now I really feel like commiting myself to learning wu shu... xD(which i already did). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully can learn until that pro lar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Princeton-&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/20417873-3575614029760332030?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/3575614029760332030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=3575614029760332030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3575614029760332030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3575614029760332030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/woooo-shoeeeewu-shu.html' title='Woooo Shoeeee(Wu Shu)'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R5NpY5qURJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mpIbrClBFTU/s72-c/20012008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-805530379752635125</id><published>2008-01-07T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:31:44.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Close call on the 1st Day of the Semester</title><content type='html'>I've been telling myself before to drive to college, and today i manage to do that. I always hear people telling me, "Driving to PJ very stressful, can't get parking. Not only that, you come during the wrong time got Jam". Well, after buying a Lucky 8Ball Charm as a Keychain, luck does seem to bode me well along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up at 7. I was in a rush so didn't bother to style my hair and quickly after freshing up, I rode off to UTAR. Listening to the new Fusion Jazz introduced to me by AYC and Daniel, a.k.a Bona Fide, was a smooth ride all the way. Constantly driving at 80kph - 100kph without stopping(and getting lost at the same time) I manage to reach college in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suay part about reaching college in time, is to not find your name on the Tutorial classes list. Which means, i have no class i can attend to now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i didn't take that as an excuse to miss one week of class till my name appears on the board la... I had to go take Passport photo's of myself at a shop nearby just to fill in the so called "Registration form" and submit it to UTAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that was done, I sent my tai ka jeh to her hostel and sent my tai lou to Digital mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had no plans for the day....lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for a quietdrive along PJ area searching new horizons for me to explore and eat. After all that getting lost, i finally called a fren out for makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home later on after makan, sumthing crazy happened. The words will be clear and I say : I was SLEEPING and DRIVING at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell, almost langgar lorry on my left hand side. Apparently i was on the third lane swirving slowly to the middle lane. Until I don't know what jolted me up, and luckily nothing big happened and I wasn't hospitalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I always knew Guardian Angel's exist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-805530379752635125?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/805530379752635125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=805530379752635125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/805530379752635125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/805530379752635125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/close-call-on-1st-day-of-semester.html' title='Close call on the 1st Day of the Semester'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6574366311367459419</id><published>2008-01-06T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:18:36.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The On/Off button and Restart Button</title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging again as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally I wouldn't have much to blog but now it all flows into me naturally. Well, the New Year is here, and what have I done to start my resolution? Abit of things....which is already completion of one of my resolution : Stop being lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, the 2nd thing i've started to "On" in this New Year is to start playing the Piano/Keyboards. Last year I started this resolution, and ALMOST stopped. But when the new year came I started again. I've recently been searching for alot of Piano Scores and couldn't find any good ones coz most of em have no tune and feeling to it. So i'm gonna start buying pop piano notes and learn from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few things i've "Off"ed in this New Year, but it just won't budge. The button is too hard for me to push. But I thank all my friends who have been there to help me push that "Off" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of all these On/Off buttons, I do know a few things that I want to push te Restart button...but it ain't worth it for my life. It'll kill me if I succumb to that button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to start the New Year...I'm dedicating this song to all those people who helped me(you know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hlmZXZGYjA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hlmZXZGYjA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Alternatively search youtube for Dido - Thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6574366311367459419?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6574366311367459419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6574366311367459419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6574366311367459419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6574366311367459419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/onoff-button-and-restart-button.html' title='The On/Off button and Restart Button'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-3321952953512294817</id><published>2008-01-05T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:02:06.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its always about living</title><content type='html'>I remember using this quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you see life as it is, you will always be filled with anger, hate, lust, and revenge. No matter how long you take to think and calm down, never will you be able to anguish these emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long time since I tried not to look at life as it is and smile about it everytime. Always trying to smile and impress people around me. As I know now, somethings are not meant to be and this quote is actually part of bullshits thats been created for quite sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a variation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is like a coin, You have the good and bad sides in life. The more you flip the coin, the more risk you're willing to take which makes life exciting. Living the exciting life is the best part of life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-3321952953512294817?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/3321952953512294817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=3321952953512294817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3321952953512294817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3321952953512294817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-always-about-living.html' title='Its always about living'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4383455529179963274</id><published>2008-01-04T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:10:13.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>How do I...</title><content type='html'>suppress this feeling that i'm being succumbed to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to notice, but easy to tell&lt;br /&gt;One's pain, is anothers pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;But being like this, makes it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harder to explain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4383455529179963274?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4383455529179963274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4383455529179963274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4383455529179963274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4383455529179963274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-do-i.html' title='How do I...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-8636412090722989192</id><published>2007-12-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T02:11:14.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viewing Through the Window of My World Presents...</title><content type='html'>... A Happy New Year 2008 to everyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you and your family and loved ones have a bright and shining year ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-8636412090722989192?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/8636412090722989192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=8636412090722989192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8636412090722989192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8636412090722989192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/viewing-through-window-of-my-world.html' title='Viewing Through the Window of My World Presents...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6087820578260187379</id><published>2007-12-29T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:56.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth is Out there...Lies all in here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are many facts that make a person tell a lie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is the well known fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R3YmfZqURGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6qqCCJ6Ni88/s1600-h/abr1353l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149345544850916450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R3YmfZqURGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6qqCCJ6Ni88/s320/abr1353l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even on christmas the saddest person can be the happiest person....nyek nyek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeaps, its easy to put on a fake smile. But sometimes, faking it ain't the only thing you'll need to do. You gotta put up with ppl you hate and despise. Or maybe just see the truth in things to come. Speaking of truth, did you know i just bullshitted the entire sentence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!...I'm leaving on a bus to Langkawi soon, when i come back gonna start Uni. Thnk God i passed my exams and entered, or else i'll be fucked up by my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years has passed, i've been lazy all this while. Faking everything I do. Now is the time for me to step up to my beliefs and reach out there for the truth....not bullshit it all in here...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess theres still abit of lameness in me... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Princeton-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6087820578260187379?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6087820578260187379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6087820578260187379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6087820578260187379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6087820578260187379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/truth-is-out-therelies-all-in-here.html' title='Truth is Out there...Lies all in here'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R3YmfZqURGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6qqCCJ6Ni88/s72-c/abr1353l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2001723832452071409</id><published>2007-12-28T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:02:04.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>I'm sure alot of ppl will think up of new years resolutions and not accomplish them. Unless its because of a close friend they accomplish it we do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I for one will accomplish my new years resolution...hopefully. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening more often to advices from above. Of course parents la, not to mention any advice that God tells me to do. I've not been listening alot lately and i really need to improve on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i'm sure i'll need to improve on my studies. One thing is because, i have been slacking during my Foundation year and i don't want that to happen to me during my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more that i've created, but only willing to accomplish these two 1st as u can see its more of completing that creating. Quality over quantity...some shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one last new years resolution...that is to be myself. Soon, i'll need to go on soul searching again. Haven't been myself lately.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Sory to all who worry about me...i shall be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;PPS : HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-2001723832452071409?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2001723832452071409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2001723832452071409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2001723832452071409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2001723832452071409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Years Resolution'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-3807552386132933515</id><published>2007-12-19T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T02:28:39.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Being Cursed</title><content type='html'>DAMN IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being cursed by Britney....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i go, Hitz, FlyFM and maybe other radio stations will play her song....including my uncle plays it on the keyboard as a performing song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahh....Curse begone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-3807552386132933515?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/3807552386132933515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=3807552386132933515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3807552386132933515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/3807552386132933515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-being-cursed.html' title='I&apos;m Being Cursed'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4366636573335403476</id><published>2007-12-14T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:56.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R2Jh4pqUREI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2-fJkVQ1bdw/s1600-h/KIF_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went pool with Khong and Wee Liam, I have to say I suck at pool coz I only won 3 out of 22 games we played... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, when i came home i was greeted with the sight of a new toy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R2JibpqURFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0IdPJvQJYNs/s1600-h/KIF_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143781951589860434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R2JibpqURFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0IdPJvQJYNs/s320/KIF_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Bose Cylindrical Speaker!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn i gotta test the sound.... xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4366636573335403476?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4366636573335403476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4366636573335403476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4366636573335403476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4366636573335403476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/dads-new-toy.html' title='Dad&apos;s New Toy'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R2JibpqURFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0IdPJvQJYNs/s72-c/KIF_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2640052799114446332</id><published>2007-12-13T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T11:35:37.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the season to be jolly</title><content type='html'>Ho ho ho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The christmas season this year seems to be bright. Decorations, presents, happy faces. What more could we want? Maybe more PRESENTS? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know 'bout y'all, but my christmas mood this year is back and hyped! Just thinking about the Turkey, and ham, matured cheddar(a type of cheese), the wine, the beer, the hard liquor...lol, its got me drooling over it... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time when i celebrated christmas, i always thought it was a day to help companies and rich ppl to lower their income taxes. How? Of course by spending a huge amount of money on presents. Some rich kid right now I guess is hoping maybe for a PS3? or maybe getting a Subaru Imprezza or a Nissan Skyline GTR? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always hoping to get a great gift for myself, but always ended up feeling dissapointed. But that was then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true meaning of christmas i found out was when i attended church in 2001/2002. Christmas was to celebrate the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. Well, I didn't know that until then...and now, whenever christmas is near, i would never think of the presents(well, maybe sometimes... :p) but always think ahead how i could spend this wonderful season with my family and frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a season to be jolly and to give as much as you can... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : My wishlist.. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PS3&lt;br /&gt;2. A keyboard/piano&lt;br /&gt;3. A computer of my specs&lt;br /&gt;4. A Cool watch... XD&lt;br /&gt;5. Just a christmas wish from my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-2640052799114446332?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2640052799114446332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2640052799114446332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2640052799114446332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2640052799114446332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Its the season to be jolly'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2528938184989681589</id><published>2007-12-03T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:02:39.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel like shit</title><content type='html'>These past few days I have been waking up too darn early.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few minutes ago i woke up at 6.00am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up at 7.30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now here i am, blogging about my unusual wake up time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-2528938184989681589?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2528938184989681589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2528938184989681589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2528938184989681589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2528938184989681589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-like-shit.html' title='I Feel like shit'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-1871037369347651797</id><published>2007-11-09T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:57.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Place has no "Bed"s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One week ago....yes it was 1 week ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I celebrated &lt;a href="http://xentova.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel Khong's&lt;/a&gt; birthday at a place called Bed. It was one hell of a party you can say so, 20 guests came for it and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPlJOQr6II/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex82FHu5jI4/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130696347114793090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPlJOQr6II/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex82FHu5jI4/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tha Birthday Boy wid a cunning smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't say I like to go clubbing, or maybe some of you may think that i'm an avid clubber widout the face of a clubber, but going to these places makes you feel sociable xD . You can even "dance" without feeling emrassed...and yes i can't dance which makes it all better when ppl don't notice u in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, i can't really express it all in words, so this time i'll let the pictures do most of the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPnvuQr6KI/AAAAAAAAADs/O7aZ3wirkGw/s1600-h/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130699207563012258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPnvuQr6KI/AAAAAAAAADs/O7aZ3wirkGw/s320/IMG_0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mural : (Thinking) OMG!, is that whisky?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPo4uQr6LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cOYlMtbRoaE/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130700461693462706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPo4uQr6LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cOYlMtbRoaE/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7/20 People Group Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05EvW8mRTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZujG5s9ngVE/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138119805280601394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05EvW8mRTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZujG5s9ngVE/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me : (Checks phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jeff : Oii!! Take la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 hours ++ Later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138121411598370130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05GM28mRVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jxXoh-XAPt8/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kevin Posing with the almost dead Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05F3G8mRUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z4IW9mR1344/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138121037936215362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05F3G8mRUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z4IW9mR1344/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tan's Fren who almost died too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05Gx28mRWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4osqVUhORuk/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138122047253529954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R05Gx28mRWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4osqVUhORuk/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jeff and Mural bringing Andy out for some fresh air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-1871037369347651797?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/1871037369347651797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=1871037369347651797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1871037369347651797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1871037369347651797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/11/place-has-no-beds.html' title='The Place has no &quot;Bed&quot;s'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RzPlJOQr6II/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex82FHu5jI4/s72-c/IMG_0466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6625306564668186183</id><published>2007-10-13T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:26:27.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasping the Happiness and Sadness of life</title><content type='html'>This is my 1st time in my life of having being happy and sad at the same time. Now how did I feel happy? I read my results on my college's website and found out i passed my exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the moments of happiness was only for awhile WHEN suddenly it all dissapeared after a jamming session me and my friends had yesterday. I know we sucked badly, but how can someone who has been paying for music lesson's  cannot improve? 1week learning only ONE song...yes ONE song. Man, this fella gotta practice more. Do some instrument exercise like flexing his fingers thru the notes of the guitars more often. Do some scales! anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now thats out i feel slightly relieved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, for the past month I had a blast. Clubbing, Boardgaming, Basketballing, Laming ect ect xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm having a 3months holiday, will try to post as much as I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : My internet sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6625306564668186183?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6625306564668186183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6625306564668186183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6625306564668186183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6625306564668186183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/10/grasping-happiness-and-sadness-of-life.html' title='Grasping the Happiness and Sadness of life'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-1216321946059884824</id><published>2007-08-02T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:51:01.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Kart Mania!</title><content type='html'>Whilst on langkawi, there was a few things we needed to try(or more like i wanted to try). The 1st and foremost thing i wanted to try was riding a Go Kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as soon as we got on the ferry towards Langkawi island, we hurry to find the booth of where we were supposed to take our rented out vehicle, a Toyota Avanza. The car i tell u, power stereng damn kao geng. You wanna turn full 180° is like making the car gonna overturn...*ahem*, anywayz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got into the car and started driving off frm the jetty into Kuah town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we headed to town, most of the stores were closed as it was still very early in the morning. We came to a shop where we all ate wantan mee. Tho it didn't taste that good, we still ate coz we were kind of hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then frm the shop, we headed towards Hotel Awana. As we drove there, we kinda got lost. Malaysian signboards make u lost than found. We almost covered all of the roads going towards awana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after getting ourselves found, we got to the hotel and checked in. After resting awhile in the hotel room, we got up and went to town where we bought booze, chocolates and many more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After town, we headed towards the Go Kart track. It was a nice place that area. Wide and empty, the only sounds u can hear, well..nothing la till we rented the Go Karts. The price was kinda expensive la, bout RM35 per head for the Beginner carts...and RM50 for the Pro carts, 10mins for each. We rented the beginner ones and started racing. For the 1st time in my life, i know i can speed knowing i won't get a speeding ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while we were playing the karts, there were pro kart racers there in the track. I tried to race the fella's, but the way they take the corners of the track turns...makes u feel like a noob. After that, we wanted more and set a date n time to go back to the place again, after all it isn't like the Go kart at Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went back to the hotel and went for dinner at the hotel buffet. The buffet is not what u expect of a 4-Star hotel. Caters for less choosy ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we rest for a little while and went to the Beach Pub the malay dude at Kuala Perlis told us about. Brian had his hopes up for getting laid, while almost all of us were banging him wid jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rest, we went to the pub. I tell u, it wasn't even near the sight he explained to us. There was alot of older ppl there. Since we have gotten there, we sat down and asked if we could open our own bottle of liquer and drink there while we ordered sum stuff frm the bar knowing that the malay dude's cousin owns the place, we even asked if we could do it for free(opening a bottle of liquer and drink there). The waiter asked his boss if we could, but he gave us a negative reply. So, he offered us a package for the mixtures of the Vodka we were about to open. And so, we paid the cash for that and enjoyed our drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started to talk about music. Because I could play the drums, and Daniel could play the guitar, we needed a Bassist or a drummer to replace me so that i could play the bass. Then Jeff had a spark of interest to play the drums, that was when Daniel started a joke where Brian plays the triangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had a good laugh, Brian was nearly knocked out, I had my 5th glass of vodka and was still standing, daniel, Waylon and Josh ordered a cocktail drink called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye MotherFxxker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, in the menu the drink recipe for The Graveyard and this drink was kinda funky. Under graveyard, there was many many and i say MANY liquors mixed into it and under Goodbye motherfxxker, there named 4 liquors and three dotz. Yes, just a "..."&lt;br /&gt;which made it very curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the drinks came, i sipped sum and it tasted nice at 1st, upon reaching to the back of ur throat, u can feel the Gin(i think) going down it. Overall, the drink was nice. After that, we went back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-1216321946059884824?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/1216321946059884824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=1216321946059884824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1216321946059884824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1216321946059884824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/08/go-kart-mania.html' title='Go Kart Mania!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-1068012607610540792</id><published>2007-07-03T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:26:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence makes my blog grow no posts</title><content type='html'>I had no mood to blog for quite sumtime already, don't really have a reason why i so lazy wanna blog XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaannnyywayyzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week back I went on a road trip wid sum frens to Langkawi. The island of cheap cigs, chocs, and booze(not to mention imported stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the Saturday 23 June 2007, we started our journey to the Puduraya bus station where we took off in a double decker coach. On the bus, we sat down and made ourselves comfortable while we plug in our earphones and listen to music. The 6 hour ride to Kuala Perlis was a long one and i could feel the bus speeding thru the night at around 100 - 120km per hour. Every red light he gets to beat i swear he would just beat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the ride we were greeted by the sights of emptiness of the bus depot having only one guy sitting down scrolling thru the laptop. He then engaged us and asked us what we were doing. And after all the explanation, we booked ourselves a bus ride back to KL, an island hopping trip and a car in langkawi. Then, while we were wasting our time to wait for the ferry to open, the guy asked us what we were gonna do there. So we said we were gonna check out the island pubs and bars while enjoying our holiday. So the guy told us to check out a beach bar in langkawi owned by his cousin. Saying its nice and all. He even said his cousin got laid there by 2 russian chicks. His actual words were(roughly remembering) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay Dude : Cousin I bawak dua pompuan dari sana ke sini. Memang cun dua pompuan tuu.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ooo, dua pompuan tu mabuk ke?&lt;br /&gt;The malay Dude : Ye larr, dier orng pakai tu skirt boleh angkat dan kipas diri. Kata dier panas...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!...I seriously couldn't imagine how that situation would've gone...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue in the nex upcoming post... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO KART MANIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Princeton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-1068012607610540792?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/1068012607610540792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=1068012607610540792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1068012607610540792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1068012607610540792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/07/absence-makes-my-blog-grow-no-posts.html' title='Absence makes my blog grow no posts'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7039341891472998396</id><published>2007-06-14T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:54:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking to the Bulu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Few days back, my cousin's, aunt and uncle came from Melbourne, Australia. Its been 10 years since i've saw them and alot of things change. They're all owning big cars and the one car that any Malaysian boy would love to have, a 350Z a.k.a The Fairlady. My family and I gathered together and had lunch at Melawati's Baixian Restaurant. Of course not see'ing them for 10 years I then don't know what to talk about most of the time. And coz' of that i kept quiet. My bro on the other hand, of course have the same hobby, past time, or whateva u wanna call it that is Cars. Heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#############################&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the other hand, last Monday i got pao'ed by a Monk. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the one that isn't so much cruel, I had to just take that stupid card from the monk. Ma de....if i didn't, sure save RM10 liao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#############################&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1st time in a long time had i gone to the gym to exercise. Of course i went wid my frens &lt;a href="www.xentova.blogspot.com"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt; and Josh. Then after the gym, we headed out to Daniel's house to wash his car and Josh's car. Reason being, Daniel's car was always being aim'ed at by birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunch we headed back to my place to drop some stuff. Arif then tagged along and followed behind. Being the type who drives auto cars, I asked arif if i can try driving his kelisa which was a manual. Then daniel oso went and try and drove to Caltex station. Then headed we did to daniel's house to rock on his guitar, and also learn new songs. And the song we've been trying to find out we finally found out...The berbulu song by bens bitches. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on victor came to the house and learned a few chords from daniel. Later on we headed to Kaos to go a few rounds of DotA, I had to go back coz i had another family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to write bout now, will try to keep updating... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-7039341891472998396?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7039341891472998396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7039341891472998396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7039341891472998396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7039341891472998396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/06/rocking-to-bulu.html' title='Rocking to the Bulu~'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2820234403104824200</id><published>2007-06-05T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:57.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!...I Got LOST!</title><content type='html'>Damn!!!...this is the 1st time I got lost while driving to a place i once went to. I think coz i didn't go there much, thus i forgot the road to the place...heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who i got lost with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmRD-EllvGI/AAAAAAAAADU/6wlrDjrhLBQ/s1600-h/13032007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072253813988375650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmRD-EllvGI/AAAAAAAAADU/6wlrDjrhLBQ/s320/13032007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. June Sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't get lost the second time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-2820234403104824200?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2820234403104824200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2820234403104824200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2820234403104824200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2820234403104824200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/06/omgi-got-lost.html' title='OMG!...I Got LOST!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmRD-EllvGI/AAAAAAAAADU/6wlrDjrhLBQ/s72-c/13032007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2080099282574056953</id><published>2007-06-04T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><content type='html'>Utar had this interesting paper stuck to the door of one of the lecture halls :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQOg0llvFI/AAAAAAAAADM/INhymjkOSpc/s1600-h/12042007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072195037360929874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQOg0llvFI/AAAAAAAAADM/INhymjkOSpc/s320/12042007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From  the Steps and details, what i can think of is you are supposed to hold ur number up like a prisoner,  and take ur photo. Just like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQIL0llvAI/AAAAAAAAACk/Mtoj9-xJAcI/s1600-h/penjara+T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072188079513910274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQIL0llvAI/AAAAAAAAACk/Mtoj9-xJAcI/s320/penjara+T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, this is what UTAR is trying to get u to do just to take ur picture. Of course, paper bags not included... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and here's some of the pics i took randomly :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQK_kllvBI/AAAAAAAAACs/9qKc_s9TGMs/s1600-h/27052007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072191167595396114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="264" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQK_kllvBI/AAAAAAAAACs/9qKc_s9TGMs/s320/27052007(006).jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how many times I try to translate from BM to English...Simpan Bagasi doesn't sound like Left Luggage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQMbEllvEI/AAAAAAAAADE/coSMX1SlCJM/s1600-h/24052007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192739553426498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQMbEllvEI/AAAAAAAAADE/coSMX1SlCJM/s320/24052007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Looks Obscene, But its not..(Shot Taken By AngryYoungChild a.k.a DreamSky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQMMkllvDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dXjdE4-aliE/s1600-h/31052007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192490445323314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQMMkllvDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dXjdE4-aliE/s320/31052007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQL70llvCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5_1fL0o2DWE/s1600-h/21052007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192202682514466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQL70llvCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5_1fL0o2DWE/s320/21052007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Moon VS The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol...I don't know why...but i just took these photo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Princeton-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20417873-2080099282574056953?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2080099282574056953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2080099282574056953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2080099282574056953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2080099282574056953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/06/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RmQOg0llvFI/AAAAAAAAADM/INhymjkOSpc/s72-c/12042007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-1410586426147943777</id><published>2007-05-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:39:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past and Present</title><content type='html'>I have not been updating for the past 16 days coz I was uninspired. So today, at this hour, i was inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, here's a flash back on what i did :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th May :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Kevin, Jeffrey, Murali, Anna, Su Wen and some of Su Wen and Anna's friends. We watched Pirates Of The Carribean 3 : At World's End. The show is given by me a 5 star on its comedy. Its amazing how the trailer can be so serious and when u watch the movie it turns out to be funnier than expected. Heh, Tis was also the day I got my exam results. Day one i was miserable -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th May :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and went to college. Was supposed to listen to the PTPTN loan briefing but ended up skipped it. Thus me, Wai Kit and Sin Kat(both classmates) went to see the Foundation in Arts Advisor Mr. Pek. This lecturer at 1st glance would seem to be a scary person, but once u get to know him, he is a funny yet serious person. He gave me hammer whether i would be moving to Kampar or staying in PJ. Alas, it was PJ for my degree. But sadly, my classmates have to move to Kampar. Went to Cyber after that to play a game or two didn't talk much that day. Day two i was miserable to the max -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th May :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late today, was still slightly miserable. Day three i was miserable. Didn't go out, but manage to finish downloading an anime that I thought was nice. 16 downloads... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th May :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miserableness was gone. I knew a good dose of Cyber Cafe would've helped me...hehe. Went to college to hand up some forms and collect my results. Head of the Foundations Department was damn tulan with me coz i wore knee high shorts to college. I knew i wasn't breaking any rules because the rules applied if i was attending classes, but he just wanted to find students to punish. Bugger, my parents are paying his fee's...whats he to fuss about. Went home, then Andy called whether i wanted to play Fury of Dracula Board game. He came over with Josh and Wee Liam. Had a fun and funny game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th May(1 hour 35 Minutes back from this post) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my 1st lecture class of the new semester with only ONE subject. Yes...ONE subject. I met my last semester finance lecturer Mr. Looi SY. The way he teaches is funny. Somehow, he doesn't know how to say a few words properly such as 'balance sheet' he sumhow pronounces it as 'Parent Sheit'. But he is good in teaching those tough and boring subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, gonna sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-1410586426147943777?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/1410586426147943777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=1410586426147943777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1410586426147943777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/1410586426147943777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/05/past-and-present.html' title='Past and Present'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4858226639931065163</id><published>2007-05-14T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T15:43:26.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need For Speed : Malaysianised</title><content type='html'>The holidays are long, but the exam results dates are longer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, today i'm gonna blog about 4 chinese and 1 indian(yes...we no racist here) who were in need for speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Saturday night, 11pm Mr. K msg'ed Mr. P on msn :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Beep beep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K : heyz, wan go yum cha?&lt;br /&gt;P : k la, but who going?&lt;br /&gt;K : we ajak ppl 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, K divided to call ppl seperately, he called Mr. M and Mr. W while P called Mr. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after a long long long long.....time of chatting on where to go, they finally decided to go to Quan's at Pandan Indah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling down with Sky Juice and ice-cream, they talked away about lots of things. Then K talked about a road at Puchong. Apparently it was a VERY VERY VERY VERY...Long strech with a curve at the end of the road and was a nice place to Race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the adrenaline to race, all of them went of to that place. Upon reaching, they 1st toured the course. Flooring the pedal till they reached a dark area, where P slowed down abit. Travelling around 70kp/h he suddenly tapped his brakes followed by W turning left of P and jamming his brakes making that screeching sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by that, they got down...and started to check their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they lined up again at the start...and let K go 1st to show as a marker when to Go. Then, they sped of....Upon reaching that same dark area, P quickly slowed down, and K caught up from behind overtaking P. Then K, quickly jammed his brakes as he thought the road was long. P also followed along pressing his brakes till both cars stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, everyone already muka "song", go pop their hood...like those street racer style... and then they all went back home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4858226639931065163?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4858226639931065163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4858226639931065163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4858226639931065163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4858226639931065163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/05/need-for-speed-malaysianised.html' title='Need For Speed : Malaysianised'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-6772897285525901118</id><published>2007-05-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:43:33.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights</title><content type='html'>Its been 2 years since i've had a dream. Always all the dreams i've dreamt are just either Nightmares or the houses i've stayed in before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i did wake up with a slight jolt in my body with that sent shivers down my spine. Anywayz the nightmare was something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my old house, the one at bukit antarabangsa. I was in my room, it was a daytime. I walked out of my room and went downstairs to watch some tv. As i walked down the stairs, i could feel a presence of someone looking over my shoulder. I took a peek at my back a few times to see who was it. Thinking it might be nothing, i continued to walk. Upon reaching the hall, i remembered the day slowly turned to a sunset glow of crimson red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the air changed, it became heavy, i could feel like there was a presence of sumthing evil this time. Thinking i would be safer in my room, i quickly rushed there. Just sitting there gazing out the window, the sun went down and it became dark, a voice then called out to me. I thought for a moment, what did it want from me? or more importantly who called me? Brushing things aside, i went straight to bed and tried to shove that feeling and go to sleep. It was then, that thing jumped me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i woke up not knowing what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, i didn't dream again....for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-6772897285525901118?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/6772897285525901118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=6772897285525901118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6772897285525901118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/6772897285525901118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless Nights'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-414991153019111134</id><published>2007-05-04T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:46:33.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Grade Four!!</title><content type='html'>It always happens the same way everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before exams :&lt;br /&gt;"OMG, few more days and then i'm free!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exams :&lt;br /&gt;"Shit..i'm uber-bored, need to go out..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before you know it, the holiday ends just there and you're back to square one...the before exam syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...i was reading the News Straits Times while waiting for my download to finish, and i came across an interesting article :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Men suffering from erectile dysfunction (ED) now have a simpler method to describe their flaccid condition to doctors. They only have to tell the doctor which grade they are in, with a new diagnostic tool called the Erectile Hardness Score (EHS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grade One : For large but not hard penis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grade Two : For hard penis but not hard enough for penetration&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grade Three : For penis which is hard enough for penetration but not completely hard; and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grade Four : for penis which is completely hard and fully rigid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- News Straits Times, Tuesday, April 24 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thats something u rarely see in the newspapers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-414991153019111134?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/414991153019111134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=414991153019111134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/414991153019111134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/414991153019111134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-grade-four.html' title='I&apos;m a Grade Four!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-8818431664636088407</id><published>2007-04-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:03:59.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress-9-nyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like everyone's have their examination period coming up pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is one week more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not prepared to face my resit paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much....about.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RiIGg4Wi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/rGUkQB_FrfU/s1600-h/15042007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053608893815643810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RiIGg4Wi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/rGUkQB_FrfU/s320/15042007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which game i should finish next! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RiIHFYWi3rI/AAAAAAAAACc/MYhpuf_4PjY/s1600-h/15042007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053609520880869042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RiIHFYWi3rI/AAAAAAAAACc/MYhpuf_4PjY/s320/15042007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn i'm stressed... -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pRinceTon-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20417873-8818431664636088407?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/8818431664636088407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=8818431664636088407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8818431664636088407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8818431664636088407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/04/stress-9-nyer.html' title='Stress-9-nyer'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RiIGg4Wi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/rGUkQB_FrfU/s72-c/15042007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-7678255250041053136</id><published>2007-04-12T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:04:00.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Windows Vista Launch and O2Jam Competition</title><content type='html'>So far i've been busy with alot of stuff and didn't have the time to blog. Thus i'll try to write as long as i can...this time wid pix :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i started my journey to my college/university in PJ. Morning i drove...etc etc...and reached the LRT station. As i reached the campus, i entered the hall where they were giving the introduction to the new Windows Vista. The new vista has alot of upgrades to its predecessor Windows XP. The main features of this program is the desktop design which almost makes the XP look nooby compared to the Vista. Apart of that, it has higher security enhancement and other really cool stuff. Want more info? well visit &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/products/windowsvista/default.mspx" alt="Microsoft Website"&gt;Microsoft's Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i can tell, you will need A DAMN KAO POWERFUL PC coz this thing eats ur RAM(Random Access Memory) like hell. So, after that I went and que up for the RM5 Windows Vista Business Edition Upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjFysUsKuI/AAAAAAAAABc/AKBgAknH6Sw/s1600-h/07042007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051004456778083042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjFysUsKuI/AAAAAAAAABc/AKBgAknH6Sw/s320/07042007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The que for the RM5 Windows Vista Business Edition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After purchasing it, I went back into the hall to look-see the interesting stuff they have in there. They had mini-games where they give students free Windows Vista Home Premium and other goodies too. Also in a section there was a Xbox and Xbox360 testing section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjGysUsKvI/AAAAAAAAABk/J9THHSGLU64/s1600-h/07042007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051005556289710834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjGysUsKvI/AAAAAAAAABk/J9THHSGLU64/s320/07042007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The games they had there was a racing game which its name could never cross my mind, an aeroplane dogfight game, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheQosUsKqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SKJbDwHdEbw/s1600-h/07042007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050664535886408354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheQosUsKqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SKJbDwHdEbw/s320/07042007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and DOA(Dead or Alive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheQ68UsKrI/AAAAAAAAABE/sS3LPqupcjY/s1600-h/07042007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050664849419020978" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheQ68UsKrI/AAAAAAAAABE/sS3LPqupcjY/s320/07042007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as i waited for the competition to start, I went around taking random photo's : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheR-8UsKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/PzDd9C3rps0/s1600-h/07042007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050666017650125506" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RheR-8UsKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/PzDd9C3rps0/s320/07042007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Soon, all chess competitions will use a laptop instead of the old fashion Chess Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjE9MUsKtI/AAAAAAAAABU/EO8r3DCk2TA/s1600-h/07042007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051003537655081682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjE9MUsKtI/AAAAAAAAABU/EO8r3DCk2TA/s320/07042007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part of the Computer Club Crew which helped with the launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhovjMUsKwI/AAAAAAAAABs/WWDUOWcLV3s/s1600-h/07042007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051402213699365634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhovjMUsKwI/AAAAAAAAABs/WWDUOWcLV3s/s320/07042007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The O2Jam Competition area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rhox48UsKxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OrAMghjSZpk/s1600-h/07042007(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051404786384775954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rhox48UsKxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OrAMghjSZpk/s320/07042007(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyone wanna register for Microsoft's new VISA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 2.10pm, the competition had started. Looking at the score board, I was in the 2nd group. Looking at the 1st groups score, I thought I didn't have a chance in the competition and of course felt alot of pressure. Luckily the 1st 3 songs were easy ones. Those who played o2jam before the three songs were Go Hell, The Festival of the Ghost 2, and another song which i forgot due to my short term memory loss -.- . These songs were Easy X4 speed. I managed to full combo two of the songs but lost concentration on one song and missed a note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then was the semi-finals where we were supposed to play 5 songs. Me and a few other ppl had to be delayed as some of the laptops didn't have the songs Distro X, [SHD]Zero-one, Hell Boy, V3, and same thing again i forgot the last song. These were Normal X4 speed. I had no comments on how i played :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally after 8 songs, I entered the finals. This time we played 7 songs, those songs were Gargoyle, A Trip to Heaven, Cutting Circles, Identity 1, Identity 11, and again another song which i have forgotten. After finishing the songs, I waited at the score board to check my score. But the marshalls and judge had to push the score board back coz of the Hip-hop/Breakdancing event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the event, there was a lucky draw event to see who can get the Windows Vista Home Premium CD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend tried three times and didn't get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhozD8UsKyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/98KGktK8R-s/s1600-h/07042007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051406074874964770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhozD8UsKyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/98KGktK8R-s/s320/07042007(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhozmsUsKzI/AAAAAAAAACE/Eigd0y3vETE/s1600-h/07042007(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051406671875418930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhozmsUsKzI/AAAAAAAAACE/Eigd0y3vETE/s320/07042007(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy tried once and got it...LOL!! talk about luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus at the prize giving ceremony, they announced i got 2nd Runner-up for the o2jam competition and this was my prize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rhoz8MUsK0I/AAAAAAAAACM/n--lTCHyVV4/s1600-h/07042007(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051407041242606402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rhoz8MUsK0I/AAAAAAAAACM/n--lTCHyVV4/s320/07042007(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Cap, Hamper and a Wallpaper together with a Windows Vista bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, but still its a prize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And coz of this i missed going to Hitz.fm Birthday bash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Win some you lose some......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pRinceTon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20417873-7678255250041053136?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/7678255250041053136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=7678255250041053136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7678255250041053136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/7678255250041053136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/04/windows-vista-launch-and-o2jam.html' title='Windows Vista Launch and O2Jam Competition'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RhjFysUsKuI/AAAAAAAAABc/AKBgAknH6Sw/s72-c/07042007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-5481637019407559942</id><published>2007-03-26T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:32:30.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sien sien go away....come back another day</title><content type='html'>Apparently I'm too bored and too tired to study...thus this tag came along for me to fill it up ... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I stare at the floor most of the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can sleepwalk to the toilet, piss, and then back to bed(100% accuracy when pissing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I still collect doraemon books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. when i'm going out with valuable things, i always check my pockets every 3mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have no emotions...sort of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I like almost every genre of music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go! ppl i wanna tag:&lt;br /&gt;1.Jeffrey&lt;br /&gt;2.Tan Zhao Hao&lt;br /&gt;3.Joshua&lt;br /&gt;4.Teo Wee Liam&lt;br /&gt;5.June&lt;br /&gt;6.All my college mates who does read my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-5481637019407559942?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/5481637019407559942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=5481637019407559942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5481637019407559942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5481637019407559942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/03/sien-sien-go-awaycome-back-another-day.html' title='Sien sien go away....come back another day'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-8800762620472212732</id><published>2007-03-26T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:04:00.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang, Bang, Bang my car</title><content type='html'>Haihzz....this month must be suay month lerr...ppl everywhere kena accident or accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course...this time the suay-ness came my way. I'll let the pictures do the talking... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045902890970356626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rgal8etnm5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hFKkE_ZrR44/s320/24032007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have learnt how to cast Greater Protection on my car before driving out, just like &lt;a href="http://xentova.blogspot.com/2007/01/shit-with-capital-shit.html"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt;... &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-8800762620472212732?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/8800762620472212732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=8800762620472212732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8800762620472212732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/8800762620472212732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/03/bang-bang-bang-my-car.html' title='Bang, Bang, Bang my car'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/Rgal8etnm5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/hFKkE_ZrR44/s72-c/24032007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4035886855112076157</id><published>2007-03-21T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:04:01.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is beautiful...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, mixing with new age group of people are amazing as it shows how old u've become....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that didn't sound right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, who in right his right mind can create a time machine to travel back to the past and change history?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, every growing moment we each feel different towards new opened up feelings. Or we might just reject that feeling and go into another feeling called denial. But growing old is a process, we learn stuff slowly and treat life just as we stand on a firm ground and watch everything change in our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beauty, where does it come from?...well it comes from the beauty of life growing up, living itself to the fullest, and then restarts back to the beginning and repeats the same cycle with each different unplanned process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as i go on with this post, i can see that most of the people who read this post will grab their pillows and sleep away on this boring post. heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...here's sumthing i took during the outing i had with Madam June :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044060405834947394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RgAaNutnm0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/beIm66y_SfU/s320/13032007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giler enjoy Starbucks till lick the straw clean...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4035886855112076157?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4035886855112076157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4035886855112076157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4035886855112076157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4035886855112076157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is beautiful...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/RgAaNutnm0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/beIm66y_SfU/s72-c/13032007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-5662971815427861321</id><published>2007-03-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:24:21.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time after time...</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since my last post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...i've been going out for quite alot for quite sometime already and i still can't get up early. Don't know why...but UTAR apparently just have to &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; screw up my blardy timetable for the new sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays i have a long hour of study....and friday i supposedly have no classes, and now i have classes..... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowdays i don't have much to blog about already. Life seems to be too relaxed that i have nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...so maybe i do have sumthing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have back my old lecturer for accounts during my Semester 1 who is teaching my course Finance. As usual...the pak-tor-logi is still his famous word. Due to certain thing that happened during the last semester, apparently there was alot of complaints of student in the front of the class, doing Love Bites, Kisses, Snuggles and other 'romantik' stuff infront of the lecture hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my results were out...and i didn't get the results that i wanted....sad &gt;.&lt;. Well that all the &lt;s&gt;crap&lt;/s&gt; stuff i could think for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-5662971815427861321?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/5662971815427861321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=5662971815427861321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5662971815427861321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5662971815427861321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-after-time.html' title='Time after time...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-4136009741284542136</id><published>2007-02-04T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:01:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed or Cursed?</title><content type='html'>Holidays has just started, and i wuz thinking of sumthing nice to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end its just a thought......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...its been one week already and i have been going DotA'ing. Apparently the screamings from teammates never ceased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got anything nice to do?...or sumwhere nice to drive to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally out of ideas....coz this holiday seems boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for CNY tho... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-4136009741284542136?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/4136009741284542136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=4136009741284542136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4136009741284542136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/4136009741284542136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/02/blessed-or-cursed.html' title='Blessed or Cursed?'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-2094703920954166140</id><published>2007-01-27T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:32:13.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new term for 'BLIND'</title><content type='html'>So....its been a hectic 1 week filled with exams and stress...though i manage to pull through...i hopefully think(and also praying at the same time..) i will get a high Grade...or just pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...here's sumthing I have compiled through months of research(not literally...hahah) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLIND...what does the meaning ring to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i've come up with three terms for BLIND :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Short sighted person&lt;br /&gt;2. Someone who has lost sight or borned without sight&lt;br /&gt;3. Malaysians(Most of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!...Malaysians...why i say so even though i'm a Malaysian....coz not everyone's perfect. Thus my reason for saying so is because that we do not care about our surroudings...we just care for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept :&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we see are always the actual thing itself....meaning...if we see a chair...we just see a chair...we see an accident down the road...we just look at the number plates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hypothesis :&lt;br /&gt;So...now lets get to the interesting stuff....since we always look at the actual thing...we are so blind that we don't care whats on that thing....the main example i'm taking is from the LRT ride i've always taken. So...doesn't sound interesting yet....but now the real thing is...in the LRT i've seen puke or sum strange shit on chairs...yeah...i don't know who cannot tahan ...but the puke is all over the floor and seat. So while I sat down(nex to the puke...coz thats the only seat available and i need time to study last minute :p) I actually counted how many ppl came and wanted to sit on the vomit filled chair. The thing is...they just sit down without looking and i have to do my part of telling them not to sit on the puke.....There was even a guy who look at the puke...and then WANTED to sit down. I could've laughed like a devil inside...but i was kind hearted(konon la.. :p) and of course inform the poor bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;Out of 10 people...i can say 7 out of 10 of them don't look at the seat and just sit. Thus stating my reason why i say MOST Malaysian's are blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my exam's finish...i've got to think of other things to make full use of this time...but this is not my orientation into the relaxing life...but my disorientation from the EXAM STRESSED FILLED life...hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-pRinceTon HJ FaM-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-2094703920954166140?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/2094703920954166140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=2094703920954166140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2094703920954166140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/2094703920954166140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-term-for-blind.html' title='A new term for &apos;BLIND&apos;'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-5556069215500037645</id><published>2007-01-27T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:49:09.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try it out...</title><content type='html'>Try this link :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lovecalculator.be/quiz/en/1355530/free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works for everyone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-5556069215500037645?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/5556069215500037645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=5556069215500037645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5556069215500037645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/5556069215500037645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/01/try-it-out.html' title='Try it out...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-8144678579015105724</id><published>2007-01-23T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:35:26.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing down the past on a piece of blog....</title><content type='html'>Well...pressures of life always gets to me...i don't even wanna blog about it....but i'll just relate to some ways of Entertainment i had experienced before :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st entertainment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the time during my Standard 6 days, those were the days where naivety really smacks u on the head and says "wake up...time to grow up..." and we'd end up acting like bunch of grown ups....hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywayz....during my time, after UPSR, most of the student's were influenced by Wrestling that we even broke the school cupboard door to make it like a table...and smack ppl down on it to watch it break. That was entertainment.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd entertainment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i grew up, i learnt that there are other things to life than smacking ppl down on cupboard doors. And that was when Card games entered this realm. 1st time learning how to play and actually living on it like some drug. Pokemon was the name of that thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd entertainment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess after i outgrew the card game it then came to pass the wonders of the world called Broadband. Where someone could surf online for hours and pay a flat rate without worrying about people can't call in the house. And because of that, i was addicted to the game called ET(Enemy Territory) and RO(Ragnarok Online). Of course being addicted to it was worse than just card games and smackdowns...this was 24/7 baby!!...and thats why i didn't get good grades for PMR :/ go figures... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did those experiences taught me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always about living it to the fullest no matter what circumstances and that one should always never forget to STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why its hard to change to a total nerd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-8144678579015105724?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116876009784410013</id><published>2007-01-14T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:34:57.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions, distractions....</title><content type='html'>I've told myself few time to study...but some how there are always distractions around.....the main ones are TV and Computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what better way to fight these distractions....STRONG WILLED MIND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that failed too....so what i'm looking forward to now is to go on wid a fren's saying : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Study 1st for 2 hours...then go out and have fun..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, might work...we shall see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i won't screw up another two papers again.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton HJ Fam-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116876009784410013?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116876009784410013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116876009784410013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116876009784410013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116876009784410013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/01/distractions-distractions.html' title='Distractions, distractions....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116826461717453047</id><published>2007-01-08T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:56:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Opening ceremony!</title><content type='html'>Well for starters, i guess i did make a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i'm not gonna post it here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....being said that, the things i did in 2006 weren't much...but lets recall shall we... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got mugged on 1st of January 2006&lt;br /&gt;- Went Hardcore on cyber cafe's&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Sunway to check out daniel's collegemates&lt;br /&gt;- 1st and still on going love for Jazz and Chillout music&lt;br /&gt;- Started listening to Japanese songs&lt;br /&gt;- Started learning cantonese and mandarin&lt;br /&gt;- Spiked my hair&lt;br /&gt;- Defended myself against attackers(Course mark whores) during my presentation&lt;br /&gt;- Rocked the new year wid my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats for that year....this year of course i started it off at starbucks with Ms. June Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...exams near, just at the start of the new year....need to study more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will end this year wid a bang too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116826461717453047?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116826461717453047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116826461717453047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116826461717453047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116826461717453047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-opening-ceremony.html' title='New Year Opening ceremony!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116761944043998840</id><published>2007-01-01T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:44:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year?...Lets Drink to that!</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was one heck of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some friends came to my house to have a small New Year party(since we all didn't like the idea of being trampled...hehe) and thus we bought liquor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones we bought were :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAVOD's Black Vodka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4865/2045/320/975692/Black%20Vodka.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jack Daniel's Whiskey &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4865/2045/320/545506/JD.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smirnoff's Triple Distilled Vodka&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4865/2045/320/33934/Smirnoff100Vodka.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, those three weren't enough and we went to buy extra stuff such as coke,sprite, and ice-cubes. Then Daniel and Waylon had a brilliant idea..... Mix the JD(Jack Daniels) and Black Vodka together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thus....they created BLACKJACK cocktail.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who drank this in one shot would've known that it went straight up to the head and of course tastewise....it was awesome. Those drunk ones talked alot of nonsense stuff...while the sober ones laughed at those stuff. One of my friend though had 7 shots of Black Jack's and was doing fine...until he couldn't take it and started feeling dizzy and puked several times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course ushering in the New Year doesn't mean getting drunk, but getting drunk with your friends and forgetting all the past and looking forward to the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thus....i end my post :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007 to all my readers!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116761944043998840?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116761944043998840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116761944043998840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116761944043998840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116761944043998840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-yearlets-drink-to-that.html' title='New Year?...Lets Drink to that!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116746019915019390</id><published>2006-12-30T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:29:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Cineplex</title><content type='html'>Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...what a cliche but who cares.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz....i was with my college friends and we went to the Cineplex at Mid Valley Megamall. Had quite a laugh on the way there. Well...most of my posts have taxi driver incidents inside....so, here's another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stopped the taxi driver, we told him the directions and then he started driving. All of the sudden, he started ranting to us. Most of the time he would say "Pukima", "Lan Cau", "Bodoh punya M****U", "Bodoh punya G********T" and plenty more of other funny stuff all because some girls who stopped him asked if they could fit 5 ppl in the taxi. Of course he let them but he wanted extra $$ so he charged each one RM1 instead of using the meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this taxi incident reminds me of the time when i followed my fren to sunway college. The taxi driver seriously ended his sentence with alot of "F**k".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to watch the movie named "Night at the Museum". The movie is about a guy who doesn't had an offer from an agency to work at the museum as a night guard. Of course if you watched the trailer everything at night in the museum comes to life. And thus through out the show I was laughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the cineplex doesn't only have movies which makes u laugh...even the commercials there make you laugh. The latest one i've seen is the some kind of instant noodles commercial where this girl watching a movie is distracted by the kicking and whining of unknown ppl beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT to forget, i could hear those Ang Moh kidz behind me saying stuff during the movie like "aww...i wish i could do that" , "hey, that part is scary".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...kidz are kidz afterall....haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, Me and my group member bought my college-mate a bday present from animetech :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4865/2045/320/938740/Mokona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks cute no?...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116746019915019390?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116746019915019390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116746019915019390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116746019915019390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116746019915019390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-at-cineplex.html' title='Day at the Cineplex'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116686063613618610</id><published>2006-12-23T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:58:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Recovery (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Ahh....the season of joy is coming close...i can just feel it creeping up my skin as i type this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stuff happens always and i'm about to have my christmas dinner....early christmas dinner. Guess the guys would be happy coz they have 5 people now for dota(UNLESS because of a certain sumone they lose all the games....i think you all know that sumone....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just reformatted my computer, and i say its DAMN DAMN clean. Of course i hope it will stay that way...for another few more years?...lol...by then i might have gotten a new computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of playing bball more often nowdays, but with my finals coming up...it'll soon be a pretty hectic week. Damn i haven't even started on my revision for Gen. Maths I and II....well gotta get started already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Get this song, might sound meaningful to y'all&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116686063613618610?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116686063613618610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116686063613618610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116686063613618610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116686063613618610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/complete-recovery-part-2_23.html' title='Complete Recovery (Part 2)'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116679861125467435</id><published>2006-12-22T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T22:43:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Recovery (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>This past few days i wasn't able to blog because of the LOADS of assignments carried on my back. It ain't easy being a leader, why i say that?...coz one small problem can cause one huge headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning my team members, all of them worked really well on the assignments handed to us. But t'was my leadership that was not good enough. Though it all went well...hopefully we could always do better in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weird thing has been going on, and i haven't touched DotA for one week already. Well, today almost broke the streak of one week to make it 6day, but yeah, i didn't go cyber to play DotA or play DotA at home. Maybe its just getting boring already, or maybe its just my assignments...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, I got what i wanted for quite sometime. Even though it wasn't the changgih punya stuff, but its good enuff for me to use it. This was the thing i wanted the most :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4865/2045/320/165072/e2099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps...finally got a Mp4 player, so won't be bored going to college anymore. I guess this is the 1st recovery since the loss of my RM200.... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116679861125467435?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116679861125467435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116679861125467435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116679861125467435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116679861125467435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/complete-recovery-part-1.html' title='Complete Recovery (Part 1)'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116610608041390898</id><published>2006-12-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:21:20.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, The Season of Joy</title><content type='html'>Christmas is arriving shortly. Just 11days from this post and it will be christmas. Everyone's anticipating something from someone. Like me, I just anticipate for a few stuff unreachable for the moment....thus here's my wishlist for christmas :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Razer Tarantula Keyboard(heheh...)&lt;br /&gt;2. A New Handphone&lt;br /&gt;3. A Digicam and&lt;br /&gt;4. A Voucher for a custom made PC of my choice&lt;br /&gt;5. A PS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!...wouldn't that be great to have those during christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116610608041390898?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116610608041390898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116610608041390898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116610608041390898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116610608041390898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-season-of-joy.html' title='Christmas, The Season of Joy'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116582513095472658</id><published>2006-12-11T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:18:50.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out work at 1 Utama</title><content type='html'>Last week, i went and worked at 1 Utama with Andy, His sis, and His friend together with his other friends. LOL...repetition of friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...at 1st i thought the job was goin to be easy like the ones i had at pizza hut(which by the way sucked badly). So i accepted the job offer and worked for 8hours getting RM**.**(P&amp;C applied) an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...i picked Andy and his sis up from his house, and then went to WM LRT station. There we met Andy's friend. After the long journey of the LRT ride, we took a cab and arrived at 1 Utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the place + a few minutes of waiting there, there was quite a number of parents and their kids waiting in line for us to open up. As a newbie there, i just watch and wait for instructions, but soon...i picked things up quickly and manage to know how their "booth" or a large space works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 1st 2 hours, things were looking great, but then AFTER the 2 hours...i noticed something that happens often. Parents are blind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying they can't see...but they just don't know how to see the ENTRANCE sign.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scenario would be like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : Excuse me sir, but you would have to que up from the front.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese person : *Stares blankly like ignoring me*&lt;br /&gt;ME : err...sir...&lt;br /&gt;Chinese person : Eh...how to play the game ar? *points at the games being conducted*&lt;br /&gt;ME : You have to line up from the front(tries to smile).*already pissed inside*&lt;br /&gt;Chinese person : Oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that...sometimes when they wanna lie, please do it in a better way which is not so FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Could you please give me one of the hats ar? My son is sick and he can't play&lt;br /&gt;ME :*looks at the child* *THINKS : he doesn't look sick at all..bullshit* Sorry maam..you will need to line up from the front.&lt;br /&gt;Lady : *begs and bugs me for 10mins*&lt;br /&gt;ME : Fine....here you go *hands one*&lt;br /&gt;Lady : *says thankyou for 3423423times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another would be like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Can i have the cap, i'm in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;ME : Sorry maam, but you will have to bring your son/daughter to line up from the front and play the games.&lt;br /&gt;Lady : *begs me 2312312times*&lt;br /&gt;ME : Fine...*hands cap*&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Thank you&lt;br /&gt;ME : *THINKS : Got so much time to beg, but say in a hurry....swt...*&lt;br /&gt;   Goes for a break.....&lt;br /&gt;ME : *THINKS : Isn't that the lady who was in a hurry on the chair sitting down...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!...i guess people always find shortcuts here and there, but thank God some of them have the brains and eyes to know where's the entrance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day : 404 - Yes...thats a word, and it means "MUKA BLUR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116582513095472658?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116582513095472658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116582513095472658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116582513095472658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116582513095472658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/trying-out-work-at-1-utama.html' title='Trying out work at 1 Utama'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116505599371494898</id><published>2006-12-02T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:39:53.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain of Assignments and Losts</title><content type='html'>This week has been a very bad week for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost...i lost RM200. Don't know how...but it fell down on the floor. So i guess that lucky bastard who found it is happy to know that he is RM200 richer and i can't get my MP4 player anymore... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, assignments are piling like no ones business. The amount of work and effort needed to finish it is alot. Thus it ain't easy as its supposed to be. The holidays are coming....but i ain't tra-la-la'ing... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai&gt;&lt;img src=http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png width=440 height=111&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116505599371494898?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116505599371494898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116505599371494898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116505599371494898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116505599371494898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/12/rain-of-assignments-and-losts.html' title='Rain of Assignments and Losts'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116402708512793912</id><published>2006-11-20T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:51:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombardment!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes...today is not any normal day. The 1st ever happening thing is that I(and a whole lot more ppl) need to send in their assignments. People everywhere all being busy with presentation and assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 1st ever shocking thing is that is the 1st time i ever go to college to revise on my maths. Well...its kinda shock to me myself, but i manage to study there and actually absorb some stuff. Well, thats the 1st of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had an unusual Writting for Business lecture class. Teacher didn't blow much today, and again normally i would be on the table sleeping like any usual lecture, but! i manage to stay awake.... I wonder if theres anything wrng...maybe i'm just scared with the outcome of the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everything ended fast and some of us went to the mamak shop nearby to eat whilst i went to the canteen to get some economy rice(yeah...this eco rice is much safer than TARC...) and quickly discuss with my friend about the presentation. After discussing, the other group also came and we collaborated to TRY and score as high as possible marks for the assesment. Not only is it hard to think how to escape the infrared scan the teacher uses, but thinking of re-arranging the questions so that is does not sound like we collaborated is very much tougher than escaping the infrared scanning(by the way...we had Mass Communication presentation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the presentation ended well....i hope i helped much to the other group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapz...today as i quote from the simpsons "BOMBARDMENT!!!"(with assignments... &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day : Blamestorm - When a group gets together to discuss about thier failure and how to rectify it(brainstorm), they instead start to point fingers at each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116402708512793912?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116402708512793912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116402708512793912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116402708512793912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116402708512793912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/11/bombardment.html' title='Bombardment!!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116369870677752709</id><published>2006-11-17T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:38:27.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revealing the otherside....or maybe just another dream</title><content type='html'>Yeaps....another day of dota and cs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More we play, more we get bored of. Now most of us(or maybe daniel oni) is most interested in CounterS. DotA seems to be "Less Challenging" it seems. Dominating over Kaos for more than 50 games till that fateful day when we lost one match and our 'telur' was broken thus leaving us with the final score of 67-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today i was a college and i guess knowing ur frens for a few weeks is just like knowing them for only few minutes. Thats because you don't know much about thier background and hardly know them for one semester. I don't know if its true but one of my frens can see the 'otherside'. When i mean otherside, i really mean the world of the dead. Might sound fictitious but when thinking about it...there are like 1 in a 119023801 ppl born with the 3rd eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was talking to her(yeah...its a her) during the maths class...it seems the class is not nice at all and i just hate to sleep during the lecture...makes me feel guilty. Hehehe.....anywayz, i was talking to her about her background and stuff when it was shocking to knoe ur fren can see 'stuff'. So i asked her if she actually talked to one of those spirits...and she replied with an answer of "When you see the ghost..you will frightened wan....like cannot move and ur heart beat very fast one". So yeah...not many ppl can't speak fluent english but its understandable enough to know that she has many experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although these things may have been serious...but i think it might have been funny...coz all you had to do was to ask the ghost for 4D numbers....and you have ur luxurious dreams in the palm of ur hands.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well....i guess dreams are just dreams afterall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of us don't know our friends deep down inside out and back ground front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day : Millennium Dome - When a woman wears a push-up bra...it signifies                           that   what we are searching for is just emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" height="111" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116369870677752709?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116369870677752709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116369870677752709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116369870677752709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116369870677752709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/11/revealing-othersideor-maybe-just.html' title='Revealing the otherside....or maybe just another dream'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116350318663662041</id><published>2006-11-14T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:19:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note : The Last Name</title><content type='html'>Yeapz....if you have already heard of it, deathnote the movie 2 will be in Malaysia sumwhere november 2007. Its the continuation of the 1st movie. The teaser trailer i saw on my frens notebook was not bad and it continues with the girl Misa Misa who gets a Death Note too....summary or details of the 1st movie could be found at &lt;a href="http://xentova.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was quite boring and to my surprise UTAR has been having alot of companies such as Nestle or i-don't-know-whats-the-name Contact lens promo crew coming over to promote thier products. Just today they did a promotion on contact lenses and was searching for a "model" or maybe spokesperson at UTAR as well as giving free contact lenses...just as long as you have poor eyesight and not "I'm blind not deaf" eyesights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was kinda cool to receive contact lenses, but the thought of having contact lens is like having a burden to carry out. Its also an additional task to do every morning(yes i know...i'm a very lazy person). So having specs ain't that all bad...unless you're rich and can afford LASIK surgery...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today...is a new word i was introduced to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assmosis - Sucking up to your higher ups for job promotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116350318663662041?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116350318663662041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116350318663662041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116350318663662041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116350318663662041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/11/death-note-last-name.html' title='Death Note : The Last Name'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116307252820995496</id><published>2006-11-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:42:08.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new lecturer awoken, the egg broken.</title><content type='html'>Arghh....i'm hating maths to the bone every single minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more i think about it makes me think of the things i'm going to head for at the end of my semester. Most of the exams are coming up, and assignments dued soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz i just gotten a new headphone. Why did i buy a new one... was because my old one spoiled la....what other reason do i have :p . Other than that the DotA spree has ended at 63-1. After the long struggle we finally gave in and lost one match...but atleast we have achieved our goal which is to read 50-0 by Hari Raya(which actually we applied a little bit of accounting principles...hehehe) and I am, err.. We are glad to reach that goal and are hoping to strengthen our teamwork to further our skillz(which then we might reach WCG...GUA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i had a new lecturer for my Management studies. It seems the old one was sacked because of his lousy guidance in teaching us. This new one isn't that much worse...but of course very much better than to have a lecturer having his eyes glued to his hands...hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day - Integrate : make into a whole or make part of a whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" height="111" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116307252820995496?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116307252820995496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116307252820995496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116307252820995496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116307252820995496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-lecturer-awoken-egg-broken.html' title='A new lecturer awoken, the egg broken.'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116265918022709175</id><published>2006-11-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:53:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballz, Movies and .(dot)A</title><content type='html'>Finally after a long time....i manage to play basketball again!...LOL!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapz...i crave for basketball...but bad thing is that i have bad eyes...plus the after effect is great since and is happening now to me at this very moment. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...today i didn't go to class as i have overslept(felt lazy too :p) which then i just lay in bed dozing off nicely when suddenly sumone called me....t'was two from the Usual 5, Jeff and Josh. So...i forced myself up even though my legs hurt like hell, i can still feel the pain right now as i sit here typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the calling, and the lunch.... I set off to one of the Usual 5's hse....Nelson. Went there just to format his comp. If you were to count how many spyware he has....i don't think so you could count...he could just have more than 3k files worth of spywares. So...after reformatting...we left for the movie. The usual 5 was there and of course we watched The Covenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie(from comments of my frens) sucked as it didn't have any concrete story line that would get people to thier edge of the seat. But they just had to start the movie wid the main char and his frens jumping off a cliff to show off thier "power". At the end of the movie....i'll leave it to u to guess as i don't wanna spoil it for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went a 3hr dota in which  we won all the games...and now our score has jumped frm 57 ....to 61...or wassit 60....deng..need to confirm wid the team. Hahahah....and after that we went home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh....body still aches....  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day : Indignation - A feeling of righteous anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116265918022709175?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116265918022709175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116265918022709175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116265918022709175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116265918022709175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/11/ballz-movies-and-dota.html' title='Ballz, Movies and .(dot)A'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-116139737808182832</id><published>2006-10-21T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:22:58.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More to look forward &amp; backwards too.....</title><content type='html'>Each day that passes,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like its moviing fast,&lt;br /&gt;Not to know when it will stop,&lt;br /&gt;But to be agonized with a little thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mind myself through my course,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm heading down the gorge,&lt;br /&gt;Falling down fast and faster,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like i'm going to be in a big disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments coming up with alot to prepare,&lt;br /&gt;Here i am trying to communicate my despair,&lt;br /&gt;Even when i think i might make it,&lt;br /&gt;It somehow feels as though i'll just fake it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments gone just in a blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;Here i am writing this poem,&lt;br /&gt;Of how my assignments cried to me,&lt;br /&gt;With a big note of "FINISH ME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!....so far life's been good to me, and don't know how i could've think up a poem like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz....its been a month now, and holidays are back again. Somehow I preferred holidays when i was in secondary school or primary schooling days because you don't need to care about the worst thing that could happen in life..... Replacements!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....as i enjoy myself, the week ahead of me will find its way to tire me out to the bone....where i would just lie flat....of course not floor la.....but on one the table of the lecture halls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...i'mma end here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-pRinceTon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-116139737808182832?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/116139737808182832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=116139737808182832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116139737808182832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/116139737808182832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-to-look-forward-backwards-too.html' title='More to look forward &amp; backwards too.....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115894998174543789</id><published>2006-09-23T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T02:33:01.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG.....What in the world?!!</title><content type='html'>Well....i don't know if most of you know of it...but malaysia seems to be planning on monitoring most of malaysian bloggers. I guess it is worth a try...but cmon'....malaysia has "God-knows-how-many" million/billion(i don't know...never did check :p) people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it is the malaysian way of "Say first..maybe do later". And so...we shall see.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting story is at the CC I went today. While we were playing the usual game(dota, cs, o2jam...ect ect) my character died and so I just had to strech my neck coz it was a 7 hour package....so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*head turns left.......head turns right*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*STOP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?...some indian kid(No offence made to indians) watching porn(which was illegal in CC's nowadays) and getting all "high". The high i mentioned....isn't the usual "get drunk high" ...but...err...you can just say he had a Boner....because he was rubbing his crotch with his hands....damn am i never touching that PC he took....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ....cmon....don't do that in a Cyber.....do it at home. Much more safe, clean and personal enviroment....LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today's games....went pretty well....or you could just say.. "On the fence"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115894998174543789?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115894998174543789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115894998174543789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115894998174543789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115894998174543789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/09/omgwhat-in-world.html' title='OMG.....What in the world?!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115876858977500460</id><published>2006-09-20T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:09:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday blues.....</title><content type='html'>*When you're on a &lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt;, you can't find the words to say, all the things that come to you, an' don't want to feel it to, On an island in the sun, we'll be &lt;strong&gt;playin' and havin' fun&lt;/strong&gt; and it makes me feel so fine i can't control my brain....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...those words in bold shows the stuff i've been doin' these few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to do anything much these days, feel like searching for work...but then...when you think about holidays being only 3 weeks, you wouldn't wanna work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the usual happened today, went desa to play a 7hour package with the usual 5(Khong, me, Jeff, Tan and Josh). Don't know why Josh and Tan seemed interested in O2jam these past few days. As usual we played the game DotA and CS. Yesterday, the 4 of us(minus Jeff from the 5) went to desa to play DotA and we lost badly. Can't blame as most of us wasn't in the mood(hahaha....like covering oni...). So...today we went to reclaim what we lost and yeah...we won plenty of matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to CS. Nearing the last minutes of the PC's life, we tried a few binding's. One of it was the client trace. This bind is so evil, that whenever an enemy is in ur sight...all you have to do is burst ur weapon like you're right infront of the person and all the bullets will fly straight to him. You don't even need to aim at him...just have him in you're sights. Another stupid command is the binding of the two mouse button functions into one. This is kinda stupid as once you bind em' into one, you will automatically use the secondary function without even pressing the button. Anyone with new idea's for binding  keys...please msg me...might wanna try it next time.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to BRJ to eat. As we ordered our food, khong wanted to try new stuff as he was quite bored with the same ol' stuff everytime we lepak at BRJ. SO....he ordered Roti "Bread Chocolate" which was actually a normal bread with I don't know what chocolate toasted and then cooked over with the Roti Kosong dough which costed RM2. Seriously that wasn't worth a meal....so he ordered another Roti....Roti Goreng.....which looks like Macaroni....err.....Char-don't know what-yeow?....lol...anywayz....to him....who is a carnivore...he didn't eat it coz it seriously sucks....My verdict?..yeah..sucks....better order Maggi Goreng instead... SOOOO~~~...the last item he ordered then is the Roti-4-Segi which is actually normal Roti Kosong which costs 90cents while the roti kosong costs 80cents. I guess design nowadays needs to get paid....a Square shaped roti kosong would need and additional 10cents just for its design cost... LOL!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously the world nowadays is very very.....err....weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they always say "It takes all kinds to make a world...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus...i'll end here for today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115876858977500460?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115876858977500460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115876858977500460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115876858977500460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115876858977500460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/09/holiday-blues.html' title='Holiday blues.....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115858571823660635</id><published>2006-09-18T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:07:59.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shy Sky...</title><content type='html'>As the 1st day of my holidays start...I was thinking during my sleep if there was any plans i could do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my plans were decided that i go to JJ at Wangsa Maju. There I checked out the MPH bookstore for any computer magazine(yeap...my passion...) and free read my way to some comics they had there. After much checking out the store...i bought two mags... Gamers Axis and PC.(dot)Com. It seems that Final Fantasy XII is soon to be released....or so it says. It even showed the whole history(with explanation) of the whole final fantasy series which had 12 games, 8 sequels and prequels, 7 spin-offs, 3 short animations and two CGI movies. I wonder if they ever consider ending the fantasy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...after all dat, i went to Secret Recipe while my mum went to FOS to look-see awhile wid my sis...thats when i saw Ms. JuneShy(lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/18092006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps....she went there today with her gang to check out shops(including the supermarket... &gt;.&gt;) because thier tuition was cancled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for 4hours....finally i got to go home and rest.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115858571823660635?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115858571823660635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115858571823660635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115858571823660635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115858571823660635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/09/shy-sky.html' title='The Shy Sky...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115774082240959778</id><published>2006-09-09T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T02:40:22.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A one-for-two trade...</title><content type='html'>Today i had accounting exams.....well...of course when you are gonna have a 'Yum-cha' and Birthday party/surprise...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which was spoiled bcoz the bday girl went thru the other entrance....*ahem ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, it was a not bad deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I think i screwed half the paper....it was a fun day. It rained heavily today, as i walked out of UTAR to the other block the others had already planned everything. And so some of them left early(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;while i had to hold sumones luggage....&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) to get the cake and other stuff. While i waited wid sum frens...the bday gal came by to ask how we gonna get back home. We gave some lame excuse....but then one of my fren almost blew the cover(yen juin). Luckily i had experience of covering(hehee...not proud of it :p) and covered it. Later then my other fren called me ask me if i wanted a lift to MC(Millenium Court), of course i took his offer and asked if we could squeeze 6 people in....of course squeezing 6 people in a kancil is nothing, coz...me and some other frens(khong, brian,josh,jeff,andy,victor, and tan) all squeezed into a perdana, thus we went to MC...the journey they...all i can say is that i learned more about the application of Profits and Loss...hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...we reached MC and went straight to the game room...while the Bday gal was brought back to her room. While waiting, we play Pool and sum arcade games....my other fren played ping pong, which i don't really knoe how to play. And then,...the cake arrived.....after msg'ing the inside man(or woman) we got the cake ready and waited at the back door for the bday girl to arrive....and then..this happened, the bday girl came thru the front door and saw everything....which then wasn't already a surprise....swtzz.....and so....we sat down...ate cakes from secret recipie(which i think is standard in all colleges where secret recepie is the main cake shop for bday cakes...hahaha) and took pictures...videos...and more pictures until we got bored and left the bday n her bf alone to haf a lil talk. And then it was off to desa setapak, where all my gaming started....to meet my frens there and play CS for awhile....then we had a drink at the mamak stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sudden thing today was that we talked about what we need to start a business...mainly a Cyber Cafe. So...the things we need :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  )A good Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;ii )A good accountant&lt;br /&gt;iii)Enought Capital(atleast 1million ringgit...)&lt;br /&gt;iv)A good place to start off&lt;br /&gt;v )Good PC's&lt;br /&gt;vi)Good technicians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more to come....hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda weird...but oh well...atleast its a plan....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115774082240959778?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115774082240959778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115774082240959778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115774082240959778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115774082240959778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-for-two-trade.html' title='A one-for-two trade...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115722008743879875</id><published>2006-09-03T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:01:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Al-Bhed!!!</title><content type='html'>I have found this nice program that translate english into Al-Bhed!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who does not know what is Al-Bhed...its a language used in the game called Final Fantasy X. Its used where a group of outcasts communicate to each other. If you wondered why don't they use english instead...well al-bhed is sort of a secret way to communicate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot where to dl the program...but msg me in MSN for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cekhehk uvv,&lt;br /&gt;-Bnehladuh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115722008743879875?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115722008743879875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115722008743879875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115722008743879875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115722008743879875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-al-bhed.html' title='Its Al-Bhed!!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115655721473271685</id><published>2006-08-26T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T09:53:34.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final days of the 1st semester</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the most hectic yet suffering day I've had in this week. Although it was the last day of my Lectures and classes(finishing semester soon :D). Here's how it goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up in the morning 7.00am and walked around dazed abit, sat on the sofa closed my eyes. Woke up again, walked around for awhile, and sat down again to close my eyes(i seriously don't know why I did that). After that I took my bath, checked my bag and transferred some of the simpson's episodes into my pen drive(yeah...it seems every friday i have this looong 4 hour break... &gt;.&gt;) and went down to the car. As i arrived at the LRT station, I could feel the sickness coming down on me. But I still went on into the LRT towards Asia Jaya Station. So, thinking of the coming Study break which is next week i dozed off again in the LRT.  Luckily i woke up at just at the right time where the train reached Asia Jaya station(i have the habit of missing the station). Got down, and I saw the UTAR bus, but no Rapid KL bus. Bah!...i don't have any UTAR bus tix....thus i went and got  cab which cost me RM3 &gt;.&lt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i reached the Uni around 9.50, which was just right before the classes started. Phew...if you haven't notice, i do have a record for being the one who comes late to Uni the most...heheh. Thus, I went down to B1 and went to greet my friends and asked if they got thier exam slips. And again, i went up to the 1st floor to get it...when i could've just gone straight there, i had to travel all the way to the lowest floor. &gt;.&gt; . So took my exam slip, got a UTAR bill from my class rep and the classes started. The lecturer just asked us if we needed to ask any questions, and then we had a briefing. But the person who was supposed to brief us was busy, and thus we didn't get any briefing for the exam but instead we got a soft skill briefing. I guess the Malaysian motto "Malaysia boleh!" is always applied everywhere. Why i say so? because only Malaysian's can do the Fong Fei Kei technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended and some of my "smart" friends(and panda's) went home because they took an earlier lecture class which was the day before yesterday. And thus, i went with some of my friends to the usual hang out spot. UTAR looks very lonely at these times as the semester comes to an end where everyone don't care about thier attendance anymore. So, me and my friends had the place to ourselves and they placed thier Notebooks there and started to surf the net and play games(while we should have been studying) or watching hillarious banned or unpublished advertistements. A group of us(including me) went out to eat during that time. Because we were sick of the canteen food, we went to the mamak nearby. I say once, and say again,  I shall never ever take their nasi campur. The nasi campur alone came up to around RM7, it also did not fill me up as i had expected(when you're sick you tend to get even more hungrier than normal) and thus my bill came up to RM8.40. RM7 for the nasi campur, RM1.20 for the limau ais and RM0.20 for water &gt;.&gt; . Oh well...i guess economy is so bad that people now sell water at RM0.20 &gt;.&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to the Uni to do some reading, while i was watching Simpsons. I can't help it but i just can't study at the Uni. Although makes me feel left out since there were other people reading and studying. After 4 episodes of simpsons, me and my frens who were there saw and heard people celebrating and singing the birthday song. Looks like it was the guy whom my fren calls "Sun Wukong" , just because he looks like a monkey...hahaha. And after walking towards him to wish him happy birthday i went outside(the place where i am is located near a freezing room and the door leading outside) and sat down, warming up myself. To my surprise, there below the staircase was two people. A girl sitting down crying and a guy consoling her. I just kept my silence while i warm myself up abit. After 30mins passed, they were already starting to make out there. Hmm....what better place to make out than just below the stairs on the Tar'ed floor with cars to block any passerby's view. They made out quite long and I just watched the "free show". I guess while i warm my self as it was extremely cold inside the B2 floor, they down there at the staircase were also "warming up" themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah...i guess i would never find out why people like to do it at these kind of places. Can't you do it in ur car? or maybe a more secured area like ur house?.....After all the stuff happened, the english lecture started and we received our journals back, and was wished by our lecturer a good luck for the upcoming exams. When i headed outside, It was already raining heavily. Me and 3 of my other frens then waited for the bus(we usually walk to the LRT station as it is only a 15min walk from the Uni to there). So, I waited and asked a few unimportant questions to a friend. After all the "Lap sap" talk the bus came and we took it. As it reached the LRT station, we got off and to our surprise, the blardy hell LRT is malfunctioning due to the heavy rain and because of that it took me 3 hours before i reached home. It looks like a flash flood hit Masjid Jamek and Sri Rampai LRT station. Me and my frens took the bus as soon as the LRT air conditioning stopped functioning. As to my past experiences, it is wise never to sit(or stand) in a train where it is crowded and the air cond has malfunctioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess each time we experience something bad, we learn something new(That is if being stuck in the LRT station is a good enough experience &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Good luck to all my friends who are taking their exams soon enough. And to those taking their results, may you not be slaughtered by your parents :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115655721473271685?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115655721473271685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115655721473271685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115655721473271685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115655721473271685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/08/final-days-of-1st-semester.html' title='The Final days of the 1st semester'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115573933384378569</id><published>2006-08-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:32:34.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunhill Shirt = 1000, Dunhill Tie = 500, Slacks = 100, Maths test and Account presentation = Priceless</title><content type='html'>As people know, now is considered the 'stressful' month, or also the 'Pesta Hantu Lapar'. Well, because of the stressful month most UTAR'ian students are facing, most of them are 'puppying' in the corner to relieve stress whilst others stare infront of the Notebook to play games or study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today of course was not unusual, as I had maths test and accounts presentation. Well, I think i flunk my maths. But who cares about marks, what we care is how she always say zero and inflextion. C'mon, is it that hard to pronounce Zero? Everytime during her lecture, she will pronounce zero as 'Chee-ro'(chicken meat in mandrin) and also says Inflextion as 'Inflation'. I was of course laughing, but i tried to hold back even though it was DAMN funny. Just imagine she shows you the point of inflextion but says it as inflation. After maths, there was the Computer Studies class. During this time, went to the back to keep the time on how long the presenter had presented. And it seems the 'score-whore' already calmed down from the last battle and it seems he knows how to play o2jam. Thus he was sitting at the back playing o2mania whilts the others amaze at his skillz. Since it was quite long, and i was hungry, i too asked if i could try play one song and was allowed. After showing my skillz(even though wid a sucky keyboard) I was already branded 'PRO'. hmm...shouldn't have played after all. After playing, i continued to think about the presentation which was upcoming. With all the possibilities that wouldn't end, i thought our presentation would fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much waiting, the accounts class started. Just before it started, i asked my fren(zhean hwa) to quickly get a PC up stairs. Why?...of course...our famous technique, ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE--LAST MINUTE WORK!! And of course it worked, we manage to print our stuff and sent in the assignment slides. After done with that, patiently we waited for our turn to present. During the waiting period, the lecturer asked the currently presenting group to give an example of Prudence/Conservatism. Thus, my itchy hand had to just raise up and i gave a slightly confusing example, but was comprehended by the lecturer and thus i got an additional mark. And then our turn came up, we presented and was stumped by a few hard questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....that was for today, as for the few days back, i've discovered a hidden secret. It seems that there are lesbians in my lecture class. Well, i've already confirmed and got a really liable source. They even made out on the streets..... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....dats it for today, time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115573933384378569?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115573933384378569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115573933384378569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115573933384378569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115573933384378569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/08/dunhill-shirt-1000-dunhill-tie-500.html' title='Dunhill Shirt = 1000, Dunhill Tie = 500, Slacks = 100, Maths test and Account presentation = Priceless'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115513805778590755</id><published>2006-08-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:23:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guns And Computer Studies</title><content type='html'>I feel great today, why ye ask? well...here's how the story goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my computer studies assignment. As usual, i was studying whatever information i left ouf or don't know at the same time helping my fellow team members(shao ying, Jeff, thevi and seow yann) with the components they were about to present. Thus we were all in a hectic mood. A few changes here and there, but it doesn't seem right. Well it always doesn't seem right till you check it three to 3 thousand times. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i skipped maths tutorial(got sumone to sign for me...hehe) and did the slides. Concentrating wid full attention is not hard to do. And to make things a lil bit easier we got a fren(Nyap Siak...i think its how u spell it) who works in a computer store to help decipher the stuff we were using. After much decipherication, we were done....time to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, I presented smoothly and abit gibberish as i was quite excited due to the large crowd. After i finished presenting, i manage to answer a few questions the lecturer asked me. Then my team member went up to present about the other stuff, upon finishing, this guy(Shen Yang) stood up to shoot my team down to earn him points. Because being a leader(and my members who are not really into computer hardware) I just had to stand up and defend my team from the impending shot. Upon taking my stand, i frontly received the blows....and alas i fired him wid my answers being a "degrading" answer. Shamefully he was booed and i was applaused for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the main reason the crowd was like dat was because of his personality for "Course Mark Whoring". I can't really blame him, but i wonder what made him to be like dat. ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz....after that my whole team celebrated on ice-cream(LOL) and even took photos.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/Image000.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, Jeff, Seow Yann and Shao Ying(Don't know where Thevi went)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/Image002.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I say i look funny.....and Thevi was still missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....i think i'll stop here....kinda tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED : A thank you to all my friends who supported me during the presentation and before the presentation. All would not have a pleasent outcome if it weren't for you all. My deepest thanks.(that includes all of my team members too)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115513805778590755?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115513805778590755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115513805778590755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115513805778590755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115513805778590755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/08/guns-and-computer-studies.html' title='Guns And Computer Studies'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115473697719931672</id><published>2006-08-05T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:16:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thinker's thought....</title><content type='html'>There have been many untold stories lately, UTAR is really a place for many stuff to happen. Even though its least expected, sometimes people have a cold war behind your back. Or maybe, a 'cuddle' war in the corner, and sometimes, a lone war. If people thought about the things around them, maybe they would be more preceptive of things to come. Like this friend of mine who recently just crashed her bro's car into something(which i think might be a pole or railing). Well...if she just thought quickly, she might've been able to control the car, but i guess not since Proton's(i think Kancil kwa...) don't have ABS which is one of the unsafe features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i've been living a happy life...filled with luck, bad and good, both flying at my direction like i'm a dart board. And hopefully, hopefully I won't get shot during my Computer Studies presentation. As you see, there's an expression saying "Its the thought that counts". If you see it clearly, what that expression means is that anything you would think of, Good, bad, evil, Holy....will all count. For my computer studies...i know there is one person who is thinking of revenge against me because of my head shooting question(heheh). If there was a watch that had a button to stop all time, i think that it might give me time to think longer about the consequences. But, in life...there is always a thick barrier between reality and fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you see life as it is, you will always be filled with anger, hate, lust, and revenge. No matter how long you take to think and calm down, never will you be able to anguish these emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why life is not just about living, but trusting something else higher. So, &lt;strong&gt;Live life to the fullest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115473697719931672?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115473697719931672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115473697719931672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115473697719931672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115473697719931672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/08/thinkers-thought.html' title='A Thinker&apos;s thought....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115415068651596498</id><published>2006-07-29T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:24:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princeton = Assignment + Mid Term Exam + Stress(Flu + Sore Throat + Fever)²</title><content type='html'>ARGHH!!!!....assignments so fast have to pass up liao.....its been like 2 weeks ago i've been doing it....but doesn't seem to be finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm here trying to find information on computer studies assignment at the same time i'm revising for my Economics mid term 2. I hope i could pull thru this...as for econs....still trying to cram up most of it into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh....as for my health....i guess the haze got to me....coz i'm down with the sickness. Flu,sore throat and fever....whats the worse that could happen??? :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115415068651596498?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115415068651596498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115415068651596498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115415068651596498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115415068651596498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/princeton-assignment-mid-term-exam.html' title='Princeton = Assignment + Mid Term Exam + Stress(Flu + Sore Throat + Fever)²'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115392254923676863</id><published>2006-07-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:02:29.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTAR Scrabbles : The Curse of Jessica</title><content type='html'>Who would've ever thought of me joining a scrabbles competition. Well...i just did it for fun coz i thought it would have me saying i participated in an activity and i don't need to attend any more curriculums so that i can cont. on to my degree course widout any worries.....*phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz....today I had maths mid term 1 exam. Bah...i sat down in front of the paper confidently, and when i saw the paper...i breath a sigh which could never end(but it did). Don't wanna say how i did it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the maths exam....me and sum of my frens(Ivan, Patrick, Kai Xiang, Eu Gene, Steven, and Zhean hwa) went to the back of UTAR to have sum mamak food since we were all sick of canteen food. Sitting there...we talked about the things goin on in the underground news of our group and alot of other bullshit we could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...enuff of the crap....here's the real stuff.....BRING-ING IN THA STUFF!!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today....when i was in da scrabble competition, playing.....i kept on making fun of the score keeper being the "Buruk score keeper"...well...not only that...she doesn't even know the rules...and thus...kept on challenging other ppl's words(when she is not playing)...and thus...i named her the Curse of Jessica.....while me, Vice Class Rep. Princeton Fam...escaped it quickly on the number 4 bus of UTAR....well.....she really chased me all the way outside...luckily i ran quite fast..... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got on the bus...i got home....and rested like usual blogging this blog... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115392254923676863?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115392254923676863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115392254923676863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115392254923676863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115392254923676863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/utar-scrabbles-curse-of-jessica.html' title='UTAR Scrabbles : The Curse of Jessica'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115375533684785295</id><published>2006-07-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:35:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Bad Luck</title><content type='html'>haihzzzzzzz......woke up late again today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning started with this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i got on the LRT, I stood up and wondered if i could find a sit to sleep in. Standing half asleep, i waited patiently....as i reached KLCC station....a seat was free...whee...lucky me. And so..i sat and slept...till i reached not Asia Jaya station...but KELANA JAYA STATION!!....and so i was late for the early morning classes... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....after the classes ended, me and some of my frens went to take the LRT. As we entered the LRT, everything seemed fine. That was until we reached between Dang Wangi Station and Kg. Baru Station. Bah!!..the whole damn LRT stopped there for no reason.....and the maintainence dude didn't even let us out even tho it was like 3-5 metres away frm the station. He left us there stuffy in the LRT until a lady fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihzz....talking bout bad luck might bring more bad luck....luckily my fren asked her father to fetch me any my other fren to wangsa maju station. I guess thats the silver lining for today and hope this event won't happen again......hopefully.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115375533684785295?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115375533684785295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115375533684785295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115375533684785295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115375533684785295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-of-bad-luck.html' title='A Day of Bad Luck'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115349435273659792</id><published>2006-07-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T20:40:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Hearts and Jokes</title><content type='html'>Its been raining quite often. I guess its monsoon season soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, my friend(who is not to be mentioned) has taken a liking to my class rep. Hmm....i guess finally there is someone who actually taken a fancy of her. Well...this is just a gist of whats happening lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things has been happening in UTAR lately. Mostly love stories that are left untold. Well...bcoz of my extended contacts(konon la) i have discovered that my fren(another one not to be named) wanted to say to this girl in my class that she is very pretty. Sounds lame? well...can't say that he knows what he is doing but rather a very innocent thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that everyone has been calling each other by thier short names, such as Vin vin, Hwa Hwa, Kymn Kymn, Jun Jun(not you June...haha) and Chin Chin.....my short name?...well...its classified... :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah...hopefully these stuff will stop soon...kinda annoying -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED FOR CERTAIN PURPOSES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115349435273659792?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115349435273659792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115349435273659792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115349435273659792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115349435273659792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/raining-hearts-and-jokes.html' title='Raining Hearts and Jokes'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115340187630887733</id><published>2006-07-20T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:25:22.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens, Cats and Krakens</title><content type='html'>Day before yesterday I skipped UNI just to go for my drivers license examination. Was a breezy morning and I was sleepy yet anxious to finish the test ASAP. As soon as i got there....I waited there till they called my number. After being called....I registered and went to the Hill Climb , Three point turn and Side parking testing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i reached the Hill Climb area, i could see a few of the guys and girls testing already....most of them failed that part, but the funniest(yet serious) is when this middle aged indian lady went up the hill...went down....quickly turn to the left and crashed into another vehicle. The lady just came out of the car like nothing and went to take her results. OMG...if it were me...i'll just screw my results and go home and wait for a re-sitting of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz....the exams went well for me. I passed all the Hill Climb, Side Parking and Three-Point-Turn. I did it normally and continued with the 'On the road' test. This one was kinda funny. The reason is because that while i was driving a few metres, this chicken crossed the road. So to not kill the chicken(which i was actually intending not to) I braked infront of the chicken...giving it time to cross. Well...that wasn't the only thing that crossed my path, a Cat also crossed....but i didn't have time to brake...so i did a quick left turn and back to the main road by doing a quick right turn again. Luckily the JPJ dude didn't fail me for driving like that. So my conclusion for animals while ur being tested = Trying to make u fail ur driving license exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....after i finished my exam, i quickly rushed over to MV to meet up wid my UNI mates to watch the movie Pirates of the carribean 2. My summary of the movie is that, never mess with a kraken and that HOW THE HELL BARBAROSSA CAME BACK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...well....after that we went home...and rested b4 my Speech.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115340187630887733?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115340187630887733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115340187630887733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115340187630887733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115340187630887733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/chickens-cats-and-krakens.html' title='Chickens, Cats and Krakens'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115252551648443241</id><published>2006-07-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:06:57.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those good ol' days(and bad ol' days too)</title><content type='html'>During my breaks at university, me and some friends sat down to eat and talk bout the good ol' days. Those days were the times when the 1st ever MMORPG came into the community, Ragnarok Online. Well, 1st we discussed bout the good stuff :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us had fun during those times...some of them even made money out of the years they played that game by Botting and earning as much cash as possible just to sell em at RM2.50 per million zenny(a currency in RO). One of my friend did that in the original server and reaped about RM500-RM600 per week and he had 7 accounts which each account was RM40 per month so..you do the math...and you'll know that he earned quite a sum there. Well..this fren of mine governed the 'Elunium' prices with some other frens who governed other items ranging frm slotted mufflers to other slotted items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every story has a bad side to it and so :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fren b4 he played RO had a happy family, a girl friend and what other stuff guys want. AFTER he played RO...it drastically changed his life. He lost his gf...his computer was given to his next door neighbour(swt...i wished i was there to receive his comp) and he ran away to stay wid his other fren who owns a Cyber cafe. After 10 years of staying there(in the cyber), he finally regretted playing RO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we all know that Online MMORPG kills...i think it did state in tha newspaper that a girl died in front of the CPU bcoz of WOW(World of Warcraft) event which was 3days b4...and she played 3 days straight and died right infront of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of games....i think i need to try quit dota slowly...can feel it creeping up my back telling me to play more and more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCLUSION.....Say no to Online gaming(or try so :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYsCd-g_lfo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HAPPENS IF THE WORLD SUDDENLY HAS NO INTERNET/BROADBAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115252551648443241?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115252551648443241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115252551648443241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115252551648443241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115252551648443241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/07/those-good-ol-daysand-bad-ol-days-too.html' title='Those good ol&apos; days(and bad ol&apos; days too)'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115143296313439814</id><published>2006-06-28T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:29:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permainan "Cuba Hidup"</title><content type='html'>Its been long since i've blogged....so...today here i am blogging at an odd hour again... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days has passed since i watched that movie Stay Alive(or direct translation into BM "Permainan 'Cuba Hidup' ". And I have to say the movie was very unreal and not scary. You could say it can be a comedy movie....but to some...i think it will haunt the lights out of you(a big MAYBE). And so..the story begins where this guy played a game called stay alive. He then dies in the game(in a way where he falls down the stairway railing and gets hanged) and tells the story to his friend who was supposedly to come over to play the game with him. As his friend FFK him, this guy felt something was watching him. And after all the bull crap and bla bla bla....he dies...the same way he dies in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds freaky eh...&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz....the only thing in da movie that was repeated is the part where they call the ghost "bitch" several times....not once or twice...but more than 5 times i think....another weird part is where the main character is supposed to save the girl and he is stuck at a door and needs a crowbar. Unexpectedly, Swink(Frankie Muniz for those who haven't heard of him) drops a crowbar in the game...which appears in real life. Think about u playing a game and dropping big wads of cash on the floor while asking ur fren to pick it up for you...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall...movie was ok la....and give it a 6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else that happened during this week....nothing much...just the same-old².&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115143296313439814?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115143296313439814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115143296313439814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115143296313439814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115143296313439814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/06/permainan-cuba-hidup.html' title='Permainan &quot;Cuba Hidup&quot;'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-115060168612837148</id><published>2006-06-18T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T11:34:46.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly DRIFTING into time</title><content type='html'>well...it has been a headache for last week.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had my Computer Studies and Maths test......during these tests..i don't know why but suddenly had sum memory jolt and remembered most of the formulae for maths. As for computer studies....well...what can i say...just read, practice(dota....gg) and apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was for last week....for yesterday, my friends and I went to watch the movie called F&amp;F : TD...also known as The Fast and the Furious : Tokyo Drift. The movie was awesome and we even had special tickets....Well...not to say special...but the tickets we booked were for the 3.20 show...and i don't know how KLCC can print for us the 5.20 show.....and so...we went to sit 2 seats away frm the screen....arghh...i can tell you my neck was really cramped up....as for my friends...i don't know how they were all feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie.....we all went to a frens house to lepak while we wait to continue our journey to another fren's(edy) house to warm it up. After we waited awhile.....we went to desa to pick up another fren(vigh).....and then we started our journey all the way to cheras. Directions were kinda fuzzy abit as we weren't really used to cheras area and we got lost for awhile...During the journey there....most of us were remembering the old days of RO...well....we did sum stupid things...i did alot of stupid things during RO times(don't wanna mention it &gt;.&lt;).....as soon as we reached the destination where we were supposed to wait at, he came and we were to follow him to his house. Once we reached his house....the houses there look more like lego land(arif felt it was like dat). Each house would have a 'Tower'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There at edy's house we open feast by eating and drinking beer....well...i could say i would not get drunk by one can...but most probably i will turn damn red....i guess dats how the blood flow directly to my head. My other frens who took a can didn't turn red much....as for vigh...he didn't turn red at all. Well the other three(Tawfik, Arif and Jeff) didn't want to drink...so they went to drink soya bean. While we were eating...daniel said that(i think so) soya bean was mixed wid sum girl hormones... hmm...i guess dats the reason why victor is kind of a sissy..LOL. Anywayz after the feast, we went to Edy's room to check out his comp(while others wanted to check out his 80GB of happiness or thats what edy said...) and his room and the other room's beside his room. Chatting and sitting and relaxing and lepaking and dunno what else to think....we all left after that to desa to play CS at kaos. Some of us(Vigh and Daniel) went home early. And so we played till 11.00pm and then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i can say yesterday was not bad as we were watching Tokyo Drift and were drifting back in time.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-115060168612837148?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/115060168612837148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=115060168612837148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115060168612837148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/115060168612837148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/06/slowly-drifting-into-time.html' title='Slowly DRIFTING into time'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114985622143201063</id><published>2006-06-09T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:30:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE!!! RUN TO THE LIFT!!...Oh wait...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging lately bcoz of my busy schedule....but anywayz...today's post is about the Bomba lift in my Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after lunch i went to the B2 floor of the campus to lepak and use my frens notebook while they take a shut eye for a moment since we had 4 hours break on the campus. About 30minutes of the 4 hours break i heard a ringing sound that sounded like the Fire alarm. Curious i followed the sound and found out that sumone had pressed the fire switch(the one that says 'Break Glass') and made the fire alarm ring. Feeling dissapointed thinking it might have been a fire, I walk half way back to the sitting area when i heard the 'Bomba' Elevator ringing. As i thought, when the fire alarm went off, the lift also stopped in its tracks with about 7 people inside the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures after the janitor came with the elevator door keys to open the door :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking picture of them from outside the lift :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/ABCD0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lift goin down slowly :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/ABCD0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lift goin back up...hmm :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/ABCD0002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lift finally goin down :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/ABCD0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so to summarize it all....today was all about never ever taking the bomba lift....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Princeton-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114985622143201063?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114985622143201063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114985622143201063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114985622143201063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114985622143201063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/06/fire-run-to-liftoh-wait.html' title='FIRE!!! RUN TO THE LIFT!!...Oh wait...'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114927272718858531</id><published>2006-06-03T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:25:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eight Wonders of TAG</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by june....hmm....and again..."Why me?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The tagged victim have to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover&lt;br /&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time.There is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my perfect lover ...hmm...lets see.... :&lt;br /&gt;1. Someone who loves me for who I am and not what I am.&lt;br /&gt;2. Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;3. Loving/Caring&lt;br /&gt;4. Humble yet carries confidence in herself&lt;br /&gt;5. Fun yet serious&lt;br /&gt;6. Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;7. Not a "polyandry"&lt;br /&gt;8. Understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing to rule out....ahh yes..gender...well...it'll DEFINATELY be a Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I would like to tag :&lt;br /&gt;1. Daniel&lt;br /&gt;2. Jeffrey&lt;br /&gt;3. Kevin&lt;br /&gt;4. Vighnath&lt;br /&gt;5. Edy&lt;br /&gt;6. June&lt;br /&gt;7. Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;8. Tan Sze Pei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing of,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114927272718858531?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114927272718858531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114927272718858531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114927272718858531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114927272718858531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/06/eight-wonders-of-tag.html' title='The Eight Wonders of TAG'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114890184614371161</id><published>2006-05-29T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:22:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday ROXOR!</title><content type='html'>Well....most people hate monday's. I know how it feel's to wake up on the start of the week. And to add to a plus on that, for EVERY Secondary school kid out there, they have to sit in the hot sun to listen to the teacher preach "stupid-yet-somewhat-kind-of-useful" stuff. So as I my title reads, I am serious about it. Today I got up from a 3 hour nap. BAH!...classes start's at 8am, and so i had to rush to the LRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the station at Asia Jaya, I met a friend during a KL Tour(Posting it next...waiting for pix). So, i thought i would've been late bcoz there weren't any busses around. So my friend and I took the UTAR bus, and luckily we arrived on time. I headed to my class, and to my surprise i'm not the only one who was late. Phew....lucky me. Anywayz....as the class started, everyone introduced themselves. It seems rockers are a rare sight as one of them has a band of three guitarist and one drummer. The rest were either swimmers or gamers(mainly DotA). After the introductions, we were to choose a class representative. I was chosen to be on the "Name list". After much voting from the guy&amp;girls in my class, I had a tied vote. The lecturer then decided to make me go head on Paper,Scissors and Stone match. Luckily i suggested to flip a coin instead because that game just sounds childish. The loser by the way would've become the class rep. and so i won and didn't bcome class rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the interesting part about monday's was the lectures and teachers are funny(except some subjects where i'll just doze off) and also not to mention my computer class teacher. Other things then that, I finish early. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114890184614371161?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114890184614371161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114890184614371161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114890184614371161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114890184614371161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-roxor.html' title='Monday ROXOR!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114846196150494216</id><published>2006-05-24T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:12:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way of the "Pak-Tor-Logi"</title><content type='html'>Today I had my 1st General Maths and Introductory to Accounts. I thought GM(short form of Gen. Maths) would be fun, bcoz i always learned maths in high school and didn't find it that difficult. All that changed after the 1st lecture. DAMN...i don't understand any shit the lecturer taught. I tought it was myself that didn't understand the subject, but as you can see the lecturer was kind boring and so i didn't understand anything at all....bah...all dat paying attention stuff and nothing went into my brain. And so after all the lecture the lecturer ask me for my e-mail so that she could e-mail me the text book for GM. Oh well....i gave my e-mail and made some new friends around me. After much listening, me and some friends went to the canteen to have some branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was ok, but i only had doughnut on a stick? lol...sounds weird, but yeah...doughnut and a Hotdog. Ok so after talking bout' the lecture and how much the food costs, we went to the library to search for some text books. Well...while we were about to enter the library, my friend was stopped by the librarian bcoz he wore 3/4 pants and sandals. Hm...and i thought the uniform code is no short pants and slippers. Oh well, he then said he would meet later at the lecture hall. And so the others and me went into the library to search for stuff to read. I found a few books on Java and Flash scripting...damn those things are hard to understand. As we still had time till the lecture starts we all went to the internet lab. I can't actually say they have powerful computers but it just feels abit like the old tbun pc's. Too bad the internet was slow, couldn't use anything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the lab we all went down to the lecture hall and waited for the other class to finish. The other class seem to have computer studies with this teacher and his "input/output jokes". And so our lecture started, this lecturer asked us to leave three seats in the front row empty. Reason is bcoz he wanted to aim at those sleepy heads or those yappy ah ma's behind to sit infront. LOL!!!....anywayz....as the title says all this teacher has a habit of finishing his sentence with Pak-tor-logi. Reason? i have none to explain this thing, but i can say coz ppl use hp while he was teaching. So he aims at them and say "Please don't use your handphone in class...if you urgently need to do it...pls do so outside the hall where you will then start to learn paktorlogi". Doesn't sound funny here....but then if you listen to him give a lecture, you'll won't feel sleepy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114846196150494216?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114846196150494216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114846196150494216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114846196150494216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114846196150494216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/05/way-of-pak-tor-logi.html' title='The Way of the &quot;Pak-Tor-Logi&quot;'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114794965963195443</id><published>2006-05-18T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:29:46.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Express</title><content type='html'>The sound of my alarm ringing. As I woke up dizzily, eyes barely open, I grasp my alarm to check the time. T'was 6.30am and I was lying there resting my eyes. A few minutes later I awoke again to get ready. After prep'ing myself mentally and physically I got out the door and started my whole new beginning in University life. As I reached the station, I greeted some friends who was willing to accompany me to UTAR.I took out my card and swipe it through the machine and went up to the LRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking up, my senses told me to look to the upper-left and to my amazement i saw this hot chick waiting for the LRT. I was a shy one and did not introduce myself. I could only see from my eyes that she was only around the age of 19 to 20 years. So sane as to keep my mind straight I just waited untill the LRT reached. I stepped in the LRT and started my LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG and I mean LONG journey to the station known as Asia Jaya. During the trip to the station, I was staring outside the train and wondered through a tought untill i caught sight of another beauty. As beauty is in the eye of its beholder, I was just staring there for bout' 3min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I kept 'day dreaming' during the ride when the LRT stopped at Damai station, I was, figuratively speaking, practically stood there like sardine in a can. And you can imagine it was horrible. Luckily it was still in the morning as people don't smell of sweat. We could imagine if it was in the evening. And so after a long awaited 40minutes We reached the station Asia Jaya. As we got off the station, lo behold, another hot chick waiting in the bus stop. But this time i did not dare to stare as there was a guy beside her. Bah! so many hot chicks being taken. As I was blur, because it was my first time in PJ, I then intended to ask someone for directions. Then i found this guy holding a paper of UTAR's Orientation schedule. I asked him how he was going and he said that he wasn't too sure. So we started to talk bout our background, introducing my friends and what course we were gonna do. Then the bus arrived. Because we didn't know which bus, we just followed a couple who looked like UTAR students into the Rapid KL bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then stepped into the bus and waited till we reached the destination. And then since we didn't know where was UTAR or were we in the right bus we decided to ask another person. We then asked this person who also looked like a freshman bout where it is. He then said we gotta stop at Jalan Semangat. Hmm....i don't even know where is jalan semangat and i thought that he knew. Thats when he said he doesn't know the place very well and came to recon the place once. Damn! still lost. Oh well....the six of us then followed this couple infront to where they stopped coz it looked like they were gonna go to UTAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky then looked dark and i knew it was gonna be a heavy rain for today. So we quickly paced ourselves faster and reached to one of the old star building which is now the UTAR Office. As we reached there, a chinese dude asked us if we were gonna go to the block D of UTAR. After much questioning he told us to wait for the bus to arrive. Woo....lucky us we had a free ride then to UTAR block D. But i feel pity for those who were waiting for the bus for sooo long as my other three friends who did not join UTAR was sitting in the UTAR van. hahaha...well...i guess its 1st come 1st serve. As we reached, the place was jam packed with almost uncountable number of people. There were also bout 10-12 chicks i saw, the rest...i'll say a 5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the place was packed, my 3 friends who accompanied me said they would wait outside for me to register. Can't blame them since there were ALOT of people there.After we waited for 2hours then only we manage to register. Going to our respective places, i saw a few people from SMK Taman Melawati. John J. , Joel, Wong Jen Tim, Triny and Malini. Hmm....and i thought i was the only one from SMKTM to go to UTAR...guess i was wrng...haha. Anyways the orientation went well, as for the teachers, i say there were 2 hot teachers. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess thats all i can blog for today, as for the rest of my University life. Lets hope it will have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED : Added some people i forgot to mention(THX Vigh), Some Spelling error.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114794965963195443?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114794965963195443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114794965963195443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114794965963195443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114794965963195443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/05/orientation-express.html' title='Orientation Express'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114716755852615242</id><published>2006-05-09T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T17:39:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Changes</title><content type='html'>I dunno why...but i just had the feeling to post the lyrics of this song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just walked away&lt;br /&gt;What could I really say?&lt;br /&gt;Would it matter anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Would it change how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the mess you chose&lt;br /&gt;The closet you cannot close,&lt;br /&gt;The devil in you I suppose&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the wounds never heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;But everything changesIf&lt;br /&gt; I could turn back the years&lt;br /&gt;If you could learn to forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Then I could learn to feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things I say&lt;br /&gt;In moments of disarray&lt;br /&gt;Succumbing to the games we play&lt;br /&gt;To make sure that it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's just me and you.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what we could do.&lt;br /&gt;If we can just make it through&lt;br /&gt;The toughest part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay here together&lt;br /&gt;And we could&lt;br /&gt;Conquer the world&lt;br /&gt;If we could&lt;br /&gt;Say that forever&lt;br /&gt;Is more than just a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just walked away&lt;br /&gt;What could I really say?&lt;br /&gt;Would it matter anyway?&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't change how you feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114716755852615242?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114716755852615242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114716755852615242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114716755852615242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114716755852615242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-changes.html' title='Everything Changes'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114680002881403912</id><published>2006-05-05T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:56:58.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions through Pictures and Art</title><content type='html'>When I was small, I have been wondering why people draw when they feel stressed, fallin' in love, and so on and so forth. I finally found the true meaning few years ago through the rough time in life. Anywayz as i was browsing throught other people's blogs i found that this picture was drawn when the persona was very sad as he/she has lost sumone very dear to him/her. This picture below depicts something which i haven't even understand yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/People.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well...thats not all of it....sometimes when people feel bored they draw. I guess this persona was thinking of something with a heart of flame?....or izit premature love burning brightly? LOL...anywayz...i can't depict it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/Pic.%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arts does not only stop at hand drawn pictures....its also come from computer graphics artists. This is drawn when my friend was looking for something to do. This picture shows that he still does have his male hormones. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/vectoraudio2cs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As arts continues people with the talent to draw get these feeling through various emotions. but sometimes these people just draw to release thier creativity and feed the most idle thing known to the human nature.... BOREDOM!! :D And i do happen to know of a certain someone who was just soooooooo bored she just had to do this fantastic art.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4865/2045/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well...i guess art comes from various parts of the emotion...it just takes one to know how to express them. I guess i better go off to bed....weather quite cold....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Princeton-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114680002881403912?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114680002881403912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114680002881403912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114680002881403912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114680002881403912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/05/emotions-through-pictures-and-art.html' title='Emotions through Pictures and Art'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114627892592694177</id><published>2006-04-29T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:52:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Earth and Sky , Land And Sea</title><content type='html'>I've always thought that "someday" I would go overseas to have a holiday. Everyday dreaming at home thinking how would the US or Australia be like. Well, during my stay at my grandma's house i've had a few blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the blessings was a trip to Melbourne if my aunt from there comes down. Well this would be an opportunity to have a great holiday over there. Especially now, i think it would be still summer and you know summer's are the best to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another blessing is a trip to Sabah. My aunt staying in PJ said if i was free, she would take me along wid my uncle and cousin's to Sabah and go to the beach. Well, its been a long time since i've ever put a foot on my birthplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, two trips....two different areas....both near the sea....aeroplane rides...what more could i ask for. Here, my tought blurred up, as I would have to make a choice to stay or leave.If I leave, I would be missing alot of outings here with my frens,but if I stay i would be missing the trips planned ahead for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope this fog would soon clear and i would see the answer as it is and make my choice wether to stay or leave for the trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: sorry all for not posting anything for the past weeks. been busy wid stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114627892592694177?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114627892592694177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114627892592694177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114627892592694177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114627892592694177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/04/of-earth-and-sky-land-and-sea.html' title='Of Earth and Sky , Land And Sea'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114536012408689406</id><published>2006-04-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T19:36:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Losses</title><content type='html'>From 14 April 2006 i've lost two things in my life.... one was my internet connection and thus i can't connect and update. The second thing i lost is my grandfather which i hold so dearly in my heart&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Although he has gone to be with the lord...i shall forever remember all those happy times i had with him when i was young...and hold all the important advice he has imparted to me. Well thats all for today. Got to go now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114536012408689406?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114536012408689406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114536012408689406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114536012408689406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114536012408689406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/04/losses.html' title='The Losses'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114430878248166662</id><published>2006-04-06T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:40:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day without Blueserver</title><content type='html'>After a few days has passed....it seems like one month now. Anywayz...these past weeks have been kinda boring for me.....and yeah...u all may think i got dota on my comp...but no....quit Blueserver(but still play at Cyber :p) coz of my many many reasons....i'll list the 3 important ones :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Too Many leavers - Just when you thought you could play one nice game b4 u go to bed....And the game starts....you start to own ppl...you're godlike....and few minutes later....a Leaver!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Too many "sohaiz" - When you wanna start a game.....alot of ppl go for titles like "Hot chick here" or "Sextalk room" so...you if you don't put dat title...no way could you get even a single game within hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Too many Kidz(Including GM) - Yeap....alot of swearing nonsensicle idiotic moronic brats.... and mostly all of them come from Blueserver's Host.And When you ask them to follow orders....they tend to not follow orders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dats my reasons to support my quitting frm blueserver.....so i advice those who are still playing blueserver.... STOP IT and BOYCOTT IT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha....well dats most of it......and one of the days in this month(most probably) i'll be driving on the road with an L license....altho i still have to have an instructor beside me.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to dedicate to all those who has lost a loved one...... Be strong and Live on bcoz they wouldn't want you to be sad bcoz of them.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PS : This past few days i keep feeling sumthing dark is following me....i can't actually know what it is.....but i think if i stay strong..and follow my beliefs, it would not disturb me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114430878248166662?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114430878248166662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114430878248166662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114430878248166662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114430878248166662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-day-without-blueserver.html' title='Another day without Blueserver'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114384663139235600</id><published>2006-04-01T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T07:10:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saturday Morning Blues....</title><content type='html'>Well....today is da day for ICE AGE 2....and also april fools. So time to get the bullshit shield up.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...woke up early today, dunno why i'm like this sometimes.... &gt;.&lt; . Well to start it off, i'm listening to some songs and gonna write a poem(not about the song) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The more i look at you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart beats at a pace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where i can't define why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But somehow realize,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you're the cause,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For taking away my doubts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giving me confidence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And not to mention support,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter where you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again...pls comment... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the Day : Sextuple - Sixfold or Six times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114384663139235600?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114384663139235600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114384663139235600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114384663139235600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114384663139235600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturday-morning-blues.html' title='The Saturday Morning Blues....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114337529613981340</id><published>2006-03-26T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:14:56.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passive....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A Crime happened across the street,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Murder occured in a heartbeat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all this things happening,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think the world would be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A place to passively live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't think of any other inspiration...so yeh...comments pls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114337529613981340?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114337529613981340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114337529613981340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114337529613981340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114337529613981340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/passive.html' title='Passive....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114270300555998946</id><published>2006-03-19T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:48:50.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of fun and laughter....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gotten into a situation where you won't know what will happen in the next minute?.....well it was Friday, and the day was exciting....went out to visit HELP Uni to check out bout which stream i'mma take......and the only bad thing bout it was i woke up late than the time i promised my fren....hahahaah. As soon as i got up i called my fren :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princeton : Hello....tan, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tan : At home laa....u le?&lt;br /&gt;Princeton : Oh...i'm coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;Tan : kk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan : Woi....wait downstairs i'm coming now to fetch you&lt;br /&gt;Princeton : ooo...kk&lt;br /&gt;Tan : where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Princeton : At home...was about to leave&lt;br /&gt;Tan : WTF....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.....i woke up late....and what was i to do when i live in the hills.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he fetched me....we were off to HELP.....upon reaching there, i saw quite alot of ppl registering and waiting for thier turns talking to the education advisor. After awhile our turn was next and i started asking bout where i shud start to major into Actuarial Science/Finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Tbun to play a couple of hours while we wait for it to get dark. After that we went to another frens house. As we waited there for the others to arrive we talked about life and gadgets. A few minutes later 2 ppl came....victor and daniel.....and another few minutes....2 more came.....Kevin and Wee liam....AND another few minutes Brian came.....AND ANOTHER few more minutes.....Tawfik and Arif arrived...phew dat was all of them. And then we went off to eat sate. When we arrived at the shop just near the highway which leads to genting, the shop we were about to eat at were full.....and so we all just went in and 'tah pau' back to arif's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to arif's house me, khong, arif and tan started to listen to Air Supply(talking bout emo.....) and also....we started singing. And during this song....we sang like sum ppl high on weed.....hahahahha....i really need to dl the clip from jeffrey.... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached arif's house....arif started setting the table and stuff.....and we all started eating. After the food....we went upstairs. Some of us watched starwars...while me and sum others watched Happy tree friends. Yeah...i knoe the cartoon is bloody... but still better than watching FD 3?... hahaha. Awhile later a few other ppl came....they were Gopi, Abhinash, Abhinash's cousin(whom i dun remember the name..) and Kana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all sit down and started talking bout funny stories and then arif suggested we went to the haunted house(or rumours say so...) at Zoo View. So...before we went to the house, we all went to Caltex to fill petrol b4 the ride there. After filling up....we went to the haunted house, upon entering the front door, there was an eerie feeling around all of us....so 'SOMEONE' said we better go in pairs. Half way thru we reached the Living Room and saw a bunch of names and a pentagram with the two edges up on the wall. That was then........deng deng deng....when 'SUMONE' turn back and started walking..wait..running out of the place....-.-......i wonder what was the point of a haunted house when we didn't venture further....haihzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all then left the place and went to the Ampang McD to sit and calm ourselves down....that was when abhi told us the background of the place. After we had our calming....we all decided to go back to the place....it was when we reached the place sumone was already inside....so we decided not to go in since it would get dangerous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....after all that...we all went back home.....and 1st thing i did was....pray for protection b4 i sleep...or else sumthing might follow me..... hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz...i'm signing off...and gonna dota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : No word of the day nor a poem today.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114270300555998946?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114270300555998946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114270300555998946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114270300555998946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114270300555998946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-of-fun-and-laughter.html' title='A day of fun and laughter....'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114230678343081229</id><published>2006-03-14T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T11:26:23.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me , Myself and SPM!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the scariest and yet fun day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM RESULTS!!!!....wakakkakakakakka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and a bunch of frens went out to eat breakfast b4 taking our results.....it was like reliving&lt;br /&gt;the LAST SUPPER...but this was more like last breakfast....hahahah. After breakfast sum of us went to a tuition teacher named Mr.Chan to get blessings.....(WTF?!) while me and the others who didn't go to Mr.Chan....went to explore the haunted house(or so it exist). We were driving like a bunch of thieves just looking for a damn house.....too minus the mood...it was broad daylight.... =.= . After rounding the area...we couldn't find the house(too bad he 4got the directions to the house...hahaha) and had to turn back since the results were comin out at 12.00PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching skool....we saw ppl holding their results in thier hands(i wonder who the hell said results coming out at 12.00PM...). Well...most of us in the group did pretty bad...while SOME of us got not bad results....and 2 Particular ppl....got 9A's and 7A's.(yeah...dun wanna mention names....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After results....we wanted to go to low yatt.....i was supposed to help daniel's coursemate choose a right PC specs. But then...she had already bought a PC....so...all of us went to Tbun to celebrate (or drown thier sorrows) with DOTA!!!(or wassit worm wars...LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three hours of gaming....daniel, kevin, me, jeffrey, joshua, wee liam, and brian went to KLCC to catch a movie called Underworld 2 : Evolution...or the malay ver. Dunia Bawah Tanah Dua : Evolusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the movie....i had to go to the comp store to get sum stuff....and most of them went to get drinks frm 7-11.After i bought the comp stuff....we waited to fetch another member....Tan . After that we crashed at my house to hang loose for awhile. Then we went to McD to eat supper...and all of us went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz...i dunno what u'll think of these lines so pls post ur comments/insults :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin i wandered,&lt;br /&gt;For all this years i've pondered,&lt;br /&gt;And till now i endured the lust of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Which is not pride or anger but jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;In which i think time will take,&lt;br /&gt;To cure this sad little heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : This is my second poem...so please go easy... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" height="111" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114230678343081229?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114230678343081229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114230678343081229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114230678343081229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114230678343081229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-myself-and-spm.html' title='Me , Myself and SPM!!!'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114199516890711785</id><published>2006-03-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:52:48.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Negative Side of ME</title><content type='html'>the opposite of johari..... THE NOHARI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=princeton+fam"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=princeton+fam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" height="111" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114199516890711785?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114199516890711785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114199516890711785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114199516890711785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114199516890711785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/negative-side-of-me.html' title='The Negative Side of ME'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114181577208796951</id><published>2006-03-08T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:02:52.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to fill up my blog :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The feelings i have developed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Has long been kept a secret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Untill that day when i will finally tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It would be a day which i will decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Which road i will be taking to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please give your comments on the lines i cre8ed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Princeton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD OF THE DAY : Utilitarianism - Doctrine that actions are justified if they are useful or for                                                                                             benefit of majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 116px;" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114181577208796951?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114181577208796951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114181577208796951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114181577208796951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114181577208796951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-to-fill-up-my-blog-p.html' title='Just to fill up my blog :p'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114155888767748003</id><published>2006-03-05T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:44:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BasketBall + ME = Really need to work out &gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>OMG...damn tiring day....woke up at 12....turn on my computer and guess what....MORE DOWNLOADS appearing on my BitComet. &gt;.&gt; . Damn my bro....had to put more downloads now need to waste more time dl'ing den surfing. &gt;.&lt; . Anywayz i dunno what happen to me but i feel more motivated to do 20 push ups and 10 sit ups. Hm....izit coz i'm eating too much and sitting like a log infront of my comp? nah....maybe coz of seeing ppl playing basketball made me more motivated. hahaha...sounds crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been few days already doing nothing....need to go out... ARGHH!!! btw... MINERAL WATER OWNS j00!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD OF THE DAY : Onanism - Masturbation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-notecnirP-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114155888767748003?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114155888767748003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114155888767748003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114155888767748003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114155888767748003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/basketball-me-really-need-to-work-out.html' title='BasketBall + ME = Really need to work out &gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417873.post-114131397959756358</id><published>2006-03-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:39:39.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New GFX card!!!...w00t</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was like the other days.....boring....and nothing happened much.....the afternoon all i did was sit infront of the computer listening to music and...playing GW. After a few hours pass....i had to go out and eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner my dad asked me what would power up his comp.....and so...i told him bout how the ram is bieng shared with the internal graphix. After telling him dat....he took me to the store in desa setapak called asashi. This shop sells computer parts and this is one of thier branches frm low yatt(i think...haha). Went in and bought a brand new GFX card....w00t!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fixing the gfx card my comp boosted its performance by alot....games like GW will not lag now....hahahahahah...and of course..my old card went to my dad's comp....which it is running quite fast....since he does music only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz.... Countdown for SPM results : 11 Days To Go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.xfire.com/Zbai"&gt;&lt;img height="111" src="http://miniprofile.xfire.com/bg/sf/type/0/Zbai.png" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417873-114131397959756358?l=notecnirp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/feeds/114131397959756358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417873&amp;postID=114131397959756358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114131397959756358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417873/posts/default/114131397959756358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notecnirp.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-gfx-cardw00t.html' title='New GFX card!!!...w00t'/><author><name>pRinceTon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bQEwm-kpvec/R33RGJqURII/AAAAAAAAAE8/UOEfBMDTtew/S220/KIF_0157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
