<?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-12055327</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:35:33.266+08:00</updated><category term='Shout-outs'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Just for fun'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Enlightenments'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Depressing Rants'/><category term='Game reviews'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Happenings'/><category term='Crap'/><category term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Music Room</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1660269348917224349</id><published>2009-12-19T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:00:48.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Project C 2009</title><content type='html'>I've just come back from a 4-day church youth camp at Highlands Christian Center on Cameron Highlands. It's been a long time since I've visited HCC, the last time being over 3 years ago during RBS. It sure brought back a lot of memories being there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on the hills where there is little distraction and much peace, I was expecting to receive much from God. Because sometimes, city life gets to you, and there are just too many things on your mind that you can't focus on listening to His small voice that's whispering into your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did receive much from God at camp. This has been the first time in my life that I have experienced God speak to me through another person. It was so real, and so assuring; and an experience that real compels me now to firmly decide to not ever turn from this God I have chosen to believe in. Because I believe that He is the only way, the truth, and the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, I have often doubted the credibility of emotionally fueled spiritual experiences with God. As seen regularly at some bigger churches, it seems the pastor talks his way into making his audience break down in tears, even having some fall down on their knees in what seemed to me to be an exaggerated outward display of gratitude. I understood that many Christians enjoyed this spiritually 'high' experience, but when it was all over, their lives reverted to an all-time low. And I too thought that these displays of emotion was a turn-off for non-believers who witnessed it. Because it seemed that this experience was more like a holy drug that gave them temporary ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have learned now that one need not hold back in the presence of God. Because it is a very personal experience, and just as how a parent soothes their crying child, so does our Father in heaven embrace us in his bosom when we cry out to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this may all seem so preachy and boring. But I am writing all of this down because I never want to forget what God said to me during this camp. It has left a very profound impact on me. Having someone tell you that which is in your heart, that which you have never revealed to anybody; that can only be God at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I will stop here and leave the details untold. Of course, other than these thoughts I did go on an interesting hike up Gunung Jasar (it rained halfway up). And some teahouse visiting in Tanah Rata. Will blog more with pictures soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will be still, and know You are God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1660269348917224349?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1660269348917224349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1660269348917224349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1660269348917224349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1660269348917224349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/project-c-2009.html' title='Project C 2009'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7688983699877230340</id><published>2009-09-23T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:46:32.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The New (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I read some of my old blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it occurred to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I crave attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7688983699877230340?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7688983699877230340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7688983699877230340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7688983699877230340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7688983699877230340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/new.html' title='The New (?)'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3578086759705530628</id><published>2009-09-05T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:01:08.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SqJg26VkKSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qTHEoFMss1A/s1600-h/11072009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SqJg26VkKSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qTHEoFMss1A/s400/11072009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377967401522702626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Draw me close to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3578086759705530628?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3578086759705530628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3578086759705530628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3578086759705530628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3578086759705530628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/glimpse-of-you.html' title='A Glimpse of You'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SqJg26VkKSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qTHEoFMss1A/s72-c/11072009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5051493477108039445</id><published>2009-06-10T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:43:20.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>For the pros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Si9bH4D8nnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bDcmreV2_XI/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Si9bH4D8nnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bDcmreV2_XI/s400/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345591473578221170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It finally arrived. I shure am happy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edit: I realized there is some static-hiss type of sound in the right earphone. It only appears during song playback, when there are loud cymbal crashs or sharp treblish sounds. It's a minor defect, but I'm concerned. I want to change, I hope the Shure dealer in Cheras can replace them for me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5051493477108039445?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5051493477108039445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5051493477108039445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5051493477108039445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5051493477108039445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-pros.html' title='For the pros'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Si9bH4D8nnI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bDcmreV2_XI/s72-c/DSC00004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-9147167307594121099</id><published>2009-05-21T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:57:34.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>BN and PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/ShV54nbru4I/AAAAAAAAAto/RXIJPymjCp8/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/ShV54nbru4I/AAAAAAAAAto/RXIJPymjCp8/s400/lala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338306946882321282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/ShV2jXiUhgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/xdfsPD_iM0M/s1600-h/woot.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-9147167307594121099?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9147167307594121099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=9147167307594121099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9147167307594121099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9147167307594121099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/bn-and-pr.html' title='BN and PR'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/ShV54nbru4I/AAAAAAAAAto/RXIJPymjCp8/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-401430122852599796</id><published>2009-05-14T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:37:00.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><title type='text'>Perfection?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've finished my exams yay. This is my next new challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e0/Flac_logo_vector.svg/262px-Flac_logo_vector.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 130px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e0/Flac_logo_vector.svg/262px-Flac_logo_vector.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When, oh when can I have FLAC everyday. Okay, first: someone explain to me what FLAC is all about? I've got my Shure SE-110 earphones! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-401430122852599796?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/401430122852599796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=401430122852599796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/401430122852599796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/401430122852599796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfection.html' title='Perfection?'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5679715472947688656</id><published>2009-05-07T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:49:29.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZG8pMnmnuCY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZG8pMnmnuCY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't ever really found a place that I call home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never stick around quite long enough to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize that once again I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as if I mind&lt;br /&gt;that your heart ain't exactly breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought&lt;br /&gt;that I would love to live by the sea&lt;br /&gt;To travel the world alone&lt;br /&gt;and live more simply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no idea what's happened to that dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause there's really nothing left here to stop me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well how can I say I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;br /&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing I have is truly mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause nothing I have is truly mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life For Rent - Dido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5679715472947688656?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5679715472947688656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5679715472947688656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5679715472947688656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5679715472947688656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7913202751675697649</id><published>2009-04-24T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:09:13.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Year 2 Semester 2 Final Exams</title><content type='html'>First Exam: Pendidikan Moral (24/4, Tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Questions: Mostly objective questions&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Exam: Molecular Biology (27/4, Monday)&lt;br /&gt;Scope of Study: The whole bloody textbook as far as I'm concerned&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Exam: Genetics (28/4, Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Scope of Study: Er, everything!&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Exam (Resit): Ancillary Statistics (29/4, Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;Scope of Study: Everything&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Exam: Culture and Communication (8/5, Friday)&lt;br /&gt;Scope of Study: Unclear&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth Exam: Cell and Tissue Culture (12/5, Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Scope of Study: Unclear&lt;br /&gt;Percentage of subject studied: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time wasted doing this pointless blog post: 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Time allocated today for studying (Expected): 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;Actual time that will be used for studying (Observed): 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt level: Not very high&lt;br /&gt;Stress level: Not very high&lt;br /&gt;Next activity on my mind: Check onemanga.com for updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Individual Status: Hopeless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7913202751675697649?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7913202751675697649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7913202751675697649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7913202751675697649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7913202751675697649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/year-2-semester-2-final-exams.html' title='Year 2 Semester 2 Final Exams'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6967961981306507456</id><published>2009-04-16T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:43:56.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Study/Money</title><content type='html'>I'm officially on full study-mode now. Classes are over and this is the preparation period for my final exams. It's kinda depressing once you realize that another semester has just come and gone. One more year to completion of my studies, then it's time for me to make another big decision again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I'm working part-time to earn a little of my own money. It's really little; the money that I earn, but I do it so that I can feel a little independent being able to support my expenses a little. Because I realize that I spend much, and money is hard to earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. But I have to study first, graduate, then try to find a job with my degree. Which will hopefully earn me more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, study for money. I need money for my studies. I'm getting confused, good night and bye and please ask me to go study if you see me online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6967961981306507456?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6967961981306507456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6967961981306507456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6967961981306507456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6967961981306507456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/studymoney.html' title='Study/Money'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2997182101679343960</id><published>2009-04-01T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:05:00.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>HAFD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit: I feel really bad, so I'll just have to say that HAFD stands for Happy April Fool's Day and that I didn't actually meet with any accident at all. The cashier screw-up is real though, because it happened on the 31st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, HAFD does not stand for 'Had A F***ed-up Day'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so misunderstood. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at work, I screwed up handling the cashier, and ended up having to pay a cash deficit of RM12. That's 2.5 hours of wage gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up late for class, and in my hurry to get to school, I hit another car from behind right outside Flamingo Hotel. The driver demanded I pay him RM300. I had no choice since I was rushing to submit an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sigh anymore. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2997182101679343960?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2997182101679343960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2997182101679343960&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2997182101679343960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2997182101679343960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/hafd.html' title='HAFD'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4590979716885080185</id><published>2009-03-24T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:35:17.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><title type='text'>Looking for earphones</title><content type='html'>My line of cheap earphones have failed me for the last time! I want to get some high-end noise-cancelling/isolating in-ear earphones. I'm thinking either Sony, Sennheiser, Shure, or Apple. My first choice would be Sennheiser, but I'm not sure whether the price will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to spend about RM200 and below for the earphones. Yes, I'm a cheap audiophile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me out, people. I'd also want to get a decent but affordable mp3 player, since pairing good earphones with a China-brand mp3 player won't exactly help me in my quest for best sounds. I thought of the new iPod shuffle for rm309, but I also want at least a screen on it so that I can choose the precise song I want to listen to. The iPod nano, at rm599, is way above my budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another consideration here: My N70 phone, should I just change it and get an mp3 phone altogether? Sigh. Torn between conserving my money and spending it to make myself feel happier. Give me your comments, comments, comments. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit: Then again, I should probably use my money to change my guitar strings first. Sigh, what to do what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd edit: I found &lt;a href="http://www.etymotic.com"&gt;Etymotic&lt;/a&gt;! HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4590979716885080185?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4590979716885080185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4590979716885080185&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4590979716885080185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4590979716885080185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-for-earphones.html' title='Looking for earphones'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-503433267038930804</id><published>2009-03-14T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:33:06.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Starbucks: Day One</title><content type='html'>The name comes from the story 'Moby Dick'; Starbucks was the name of the first mate on board the ship that went after the giant whale. The logo of Starbucks Coffee is actually a 16th century Norse depiction of a Siren; a mermaid-like creature with two tails that lures sailors to their watery deaths with their haunting melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you thought that I'd have at least learned something more about coffee than this historical bullshit right. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was my first day of work. I haven't gone for barista training at Starbucks HQ, so today was hands-on training. It was like one huge chunk of coffee-brewing-cum-cafe-cleaning-cum-other-stuff related knowledge crammed into my head in a few hours. My previous experience from working in Coffee Bean helped, so all's well; I didn't screw up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather impressed with Starbucks; I learned more here than at Coffee Bean. Somehow I feel that their commitment to coffee is higher than Coffee Bean's. Starbucks actually has coffee-tasting sessions, and you learn all about the coffee; what kind of coffee it is, how it tastes, what food it goes with, what ways it can be prepared etc. They have a whole manual just explaining coffees and teas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you pro-Coffee Bean people don't come here and flame me okay. I seem to have a high affinity for flamers. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 30% discount on all Starbucks F&amp;amp;B for all my friends. Now's the time to come find me, even if you usually don't. Haha, just kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-503433267038930804?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/503433267038930804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=503433267038930804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/503433267038930804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/503433267038930804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/starbucks-day-one.html' title='Starbucks: Day One'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1403183234659389834</id><published>2009-02-19T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:37:30.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>First Love</title><content type='html'>Seems like recently all I do is blog about my dreams. Kinda fun to read back on dreams I've had though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream; my dad sold my Electone and guitar to my neighbour, I believe. Years passed and one day we had a visit to this neighbour of mine, who had moved to a faraway place by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at his house, I asked where'd the instruments I'd sold him gone to. He pointed to a dark corner and there was my guitar there covered in dust. I picked it up, brushed off the dust and strummed a chord. I remembered I'd felt so happy just then. Like a reunion, an ethereal embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why some people cannot part with their guitars. The instrument you've spent years playing with brings out something in your soul; it bonds with your will to express, and the result is something another guitar will never be able to emulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you understand that? Ah, there I go again. Time for class now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1403183234659389834?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1403183234659389834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1403183234659389834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1403183234659389834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1403183234659389834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-love.html' title='First Love'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7489754821640457446</id><published>2009-02-18T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:53:45.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Interpretation</title><content type='html'>I've just woken up from a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that there existed a secret cult, a group of people who reared dinosaurs in their backyard. It was all veiled in secrecy of course. And the rest of the world was always looking to killing off all these dinosaurs of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was part of the group, with everybody else I know. All of us went on a little retreat together, leaving our pets at home, or somewhere else I've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we'd arrived at the retreat place, everybody had a get-together time. But I was always required somewhere else. They would all go off together, leaving me while I was occupied. Then, she was there with me. But even in my dreams, we don't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was typing this half-awake until I realized: what a piece of bullshit I'd dreamed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7489754821640457446?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7489754821640457446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7489754821640457446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7489754821640457446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7489754821640457446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/interpretation.html' title='Interpretation'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3705406547545286824</id><published>2009-02-16T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:19:33.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressing Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Sigh is right. I had a demotivating day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see well with my glasses anymore; I need to change them. Canteen gig today sucked, my guitar skills are deteriorating. Amps sucked too. Bloody noisy environment, how to perform la. Lousy acoustics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw one really hot girl in the computer lab. White shirt, black bra. Sharp facial features that I will never forget, and flawless white skin. Surrounded by ugly guys. But it's time to face the truth; I will never be with you. Presentation afterwards was long-winded and boring. Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the hot sun in formal wear towards Taman Bunga Raya for lunch. All the stalls were closed, I had a very small portion of tasteless chicken chop rice which was overpriced. Iced Chrysanthemum tea for RM1.20 wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited at Wangsa Maju LRT for the bus home. Because I missed the previous bus by 5 minutes. Saw a disabled man in a wheelchair trying to go up a sloped road. Offered to help, but he refused impolitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for job interview at Starbucks. Manager told me to come back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3705406547545286824?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3705406547545286824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3705406547545286824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3705406547545286824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3705406547545286824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6505329483532348136</id><published>2009-02-15T00:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:33:52.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/Dormiens/DSC09447-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 619px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/Dormiens/DSC09447-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Come out upon my seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cursed missed opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I part of the cure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or am I part of the disease?&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clocks - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6505329483532348136?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6505329483532348136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6505329483532348136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6505329483532348136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6505329483532348136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/come-out-upon-my-seas-cursed-missed.html' title='You Are'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1600868214095594957</id><published>2009-02-13T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:56:56.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just woke up from a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started as a happy dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big bunch of friends, headed towards our holiday destination for a week's stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fun to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized it wasn't just 'a big bunch of friends'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everybody else had somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1600868214095594957?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1600868214095594957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1600868214095594957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1600868214095594957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1600868214095594957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2187307842502474413</id><published>2009-01-27T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:41:51.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>CNY '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/Dormiens/DSC09392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 537px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/Dormiens/DSC09392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Updates to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2187307842502474413?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2187307842502474413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2187307842502474413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2187307842502474413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2187307842502474413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-09.html' title='CNY &apos;09'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6187377764940790624</id><published>2009-01-07T18:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:08:13.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Rawr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been watching some videos of RHCP today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night Live 1992, February the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/323934"&gt;kick&lt;/a&gt; me while on a high, I'll go &lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/325228"&gt;emo&lt;/a&gt; on the guitar afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as Kiedis put it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Will I stay?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6187377764940790624?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6187377764940790624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6187377764940790624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6187377764940790624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6187377764940790624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/rawr.html' title='Rawr'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6695015451510226434</id><published>2008-12-31T12:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:42:30.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Recap of 2008</title><content type='html'>Man. Here we are again, at the last day of the year. And if you ask me if I wish I could've turned back time? I'd say no. Not that I had a bad year, but I've come to understand now; how life is meant to be lived only once, and that memories are special because they will never come by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, we learn to cherish every moment of our lives more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through all my blog entries of 2008, and remembered once again the events that I'd been through this year. I will now do a quick recap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SVr_nmymFYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/iXy0fokbLYI/s1600-h/01012008947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SVr_nmymFYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/iXy0fokbLYI/s400/01012008947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818168565437826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the year started with me being very emotional about life, the stars, the moon, and everything else. The year also started with me ignoring my resolutions for 2008 completely. Talk about a bad start. =/&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAjdDnhWR2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/UAFySZDbbug/s400/cabunching.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAjdDnhWR2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/UAFySZDbbug/s400/cabunching.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, started playing Cabal Online in March. Recently I discovered the game software left behind problems in my computer system and possibly even hardware. Idiot game.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJbZlMabLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/LGFkViuKn9g/s400/110520081115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJbZlMabLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/LGFkViuKn9g/s400/110520081115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took part in the Big Mac Chant in May. I never did win the RM10k, but the actual winner's video was the same 'reverse chant' concept as mine. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mad4jesus.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/amazing-race.jpg?w=448&amp;amp;h=290"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 290px;" src="http://mad4jesus.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/amazing-race.jpg?w=448&amp;amp;h=290" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In June, we had our Amazing Race youth camp. That was a very good job done by Ian, Jeff and the committee. We hope to keep all future youth camps that way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIgolnhPfuI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rbG2_nQk9DU/s400/230720081175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIgolnhPfuI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rbG2_nQk9DU/s400/230720081175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then in July, went for a day trip to Raub with Kingsley, Yvonne, and Yee Young. Visited this waterfall called Lata Berembun, and had a really frightening jungle offroading experience on the way. Imagine a cliff to your right, and a muddy wall to your left, and only Just enough space for one car in between. One wrong move, and down you go. Also got my pair of Converse shoes then. Now, one of them has a hole in it. I need new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJLq-z-fBrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y87r1UmZECc/s400/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJLq-z-fBrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y87r1UmZECc/s400/DSC00115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In August, I missed spending time with nature so much, that I skipped class with a bunch of my friends from uni, and went to a forest reserve nearby. Eheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in September, my 20th birthday. I don't have pictures of my own birthday, how sad. But thank you all, once again; who made my day on that day. My birthday sparked off the beginning of my 3-month long semester holidays, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SVsEsNciQtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/eKN1uMYaUpE/s1600-h/111120081268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SVsEsNciQtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/eKN1uMYaUpE/s400/111120081268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823745219510994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...I started working for Uncle Allan beginning November. Learned a great many number of skills and tricks there. I did promise to successfully learn how to ride a unicycle by the end of this year, but well. There are still some flaws; but I can ride on one for about 5 metres? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, December has come and passed. We had our Christmas carolling, then Christmas Youth Retreat at Gracehill. And we had lots and lots of fun-filled but nevertheless hectic activities throughout this whole month. And now, it is all coming to an end. I'm sorry I can't be more specific and elaborate a little more. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth is looking forward to a new structure beginning next year. Some people are excited about it, some people are pessimistic about it. Nevertheless, we should all hope and work for the very best. God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the pages with me. A new chapter awaits. Let's make it better than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, to all of you.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6695015451510226434?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6695015451510226434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6695015451510226434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6695015451510226434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6695015451510226434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/recap-of-2008.html' title='Recap of 2008'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SVr_nmymFYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/iXy0fokbLYI/s72-c/01012008947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7695134292386344738</id><published>2008-12-22T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:00:17.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>AGC Christmas Service - Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm co-emceeing with Sarah Loke on that day. So we decided to come up with a script.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;єlєстопєвоy says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;i can type out a simple script in MS Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Facebook so cacat.   http://blessedrara.wordpress.com says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;tat's better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;єlєстопєвоy says:&lt;br /&gt;or we can just impromptu brainstorm&lt;br /&gt;each other's parts&lt;br /&gt;i start now&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Jee Yann, and I will be your emcee today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Facebook so cacat.   http://blessedrara.wordpress.com says:&lt;br /&gt;yerr&lt;br /&gt;serious ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;єlєстопєвоy says:&lt;br /&gt;'And my name is Sarah. I'm another emcee. Haha.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Facebook so cacat.   http://blessedrara.wordpress.com says:&lt;br /&gt;so the same-jee yann&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;єlєстопєвоy says:&lt;br /&gt;JY: We would like to welcome you formally to the AGC Christmas Service 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: But wait, aren't we forgetting something?&lt;br /&gt;JY: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Oh yes, we forgot to invite our guests in.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Ah. May all the lovely guests come in please.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Alright, now that all the guests are seated,&lt;br /&gt;JY: We would like to ask all of you to rise.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: What?&lt;br /&gt;JY: That's so funny right. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: I'm sorry, my co-emcee is not feeling well today. Please, all of you take your seat.&lt;br /&gt;JY: No. Remain standing until I further instruct so.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: We want to stand!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Wow, you have such authority.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Alright, now that we have everyone standing, shall we begin by wishing each other a blessed Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Blessed Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Guests: Same here!&lt;br /&gt;JY: Okay, let's sing our first song.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Oh yes, what's the first song?&lt;br /&gt;JY: I'm not sure. But let's start singing. Jingle Bells.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: Jingle Bells&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Jingle Bells.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Jingle Bells.&lt;br /&gt;JY: This isn't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: That's right.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Let's try something else with our guests.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Alright, let's ask everyone to walk around now.&lt;br /&gt;JY: But they're not supposed to move.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: I don't care. I'm the co-emcee.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Oh, fine.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: (Start walking around.)&lt;br /&gt;JY: Please do not touch the food; it's being sterilized.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: (Touch food)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: They're touching the food!&lt;br /&gt;JY: AGC will not be held responsible for your demise!&lt;br /&gt;Guests: (Continue to touch food)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Oh, this is madness.&lt;br /&gt;JY: This is AGC.&lt;br /&gt;Guests: (Begin to slowly die of poisoning.)&lt;br /&gt;Guests: Help! We've been poisoned!&lt;br /&gt;JY: I have already given the warning. Now, face your doom.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: But we should not judge our guests.&lt;br /&gt;JY: Oh. I forgot about that. Let this judge them then.&lt;br /&gt;JY: (Throws some confetti.)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: That was meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;JY: I know. Let's go home.&lt;br /&gt;*End of Service*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7695134292386344738?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7695134292386344738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7695134292386344738&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7695134292386344738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7695134292386344738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/agc-christmas-service-planning.html' title='AGC Christmas Service - Planning'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2330413828952860446</id><published>2008-12-21T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:16:54.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>Soli Deo gloria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been exhausting. It feels like a never-ending workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So burdened, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything seems to be in disarray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not by ourselves we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it is not I who live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Him in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soli Deo gloria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glory to God alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2330413828952860446?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2330413828952860446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2330413828952860446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2330413828952860446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2330413828952860446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/soli-deo-gloria.html' title='Soli Deo gloria'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5597895348216490811</id><published>2008-12-16T17:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:45:31.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>Don't Shit With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dung was actually thawing him out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morals of the story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not everyone who shits on you is an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And when you're in deep shit, it's always best to keep your mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5597895348216490811?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5597895348216490811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5597895348216490811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5597895348216490811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5597895348216490811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-shit-with-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Shit With Me'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-401727849057566536</id><published>2008-12-04T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:13:03.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Christmas is Here</title><content type='html'>I've finished my 12-day job working for Dutch Lady. Being a storyteller was fun, and I'm very glad that I've gained more experience and confidence in speaking with other people in public. Initially, I was very worried as I didn't really like children that much, and I was scared I would not do a very good job at entertaining them with bedtime stories. On the contrary however, this job had allowed me to observe and understand children more, and now I think I've learned how to communicate more effectively with young children. I like children a little more now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm busy with preparations for Christmas. Many activities, many events. Busy, work, here, there. Is there anything else I have to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the Yuletide carols. Christmas is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-401727849057566536?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/401727849057566536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=401727849057566536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/401727849057566536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/401727849057566536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is Here'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1645186114924426029</id><published>2008-11-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:45:24.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>My Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zgjH1-l3TmU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zgjH1-l3TmU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1645186114924426029?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1645186114924426029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1645186114924426029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1645186114924426029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1645186114924426029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-choice.html' title='My Choice'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4180520274529046691</id><published>2008-11-20T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:08:35.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Suddenly</title><content type='html'>Starting tomorrow for 2 weeks, you'll find me at Exhibition Hall 1 of Mid Valley Megamall, dressed in a pirate costume and telling stories to little kids. My working hours are 10am to 4pm, but on certain days I'll be taking the night shift from 4pm to 10pm. Come visit me, as 6 hours of sitting around telling fairy tales is boring. I thought of bringing my guitar, so that I can sing and entertain the children with my silly songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pirate with a guitar. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SSU2EHBhLNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7MTyeuWHSdw/s1600-h/Teague.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SSU2EHBhLNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7MTyeuWHSdw/s400/Teague.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270678383139826898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Busy days are ahead of me. I am really looking forward to the AGC family camp and the youth Christmas retreat. Have to arrange carols. Have to make ridiculous UTAR song. Have to stop myself from thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4180520274529046691?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4180520274529046691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4180520274529046691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4180520274529046691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4180520274529046691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/suddenly.html' title='Suddenly'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SSU2EHBhLNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7MTyeuWHSdw/s72-c/Teague.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4012050733597351260</id><published>2008-11-07T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:31:42.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>By &lt;a href="http://thelollingstone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lester&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Golden Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;4. 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Tag at least 5 people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. How are you feeling today? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; by Jimmy Eat World)&lt;br /&gt;I feel 3 years older already. I need to catch up with this world; don't leave me behind.&lt;br /&gt;I won't get left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Heart of Worship&lt;/span&gt; by Matt Redman)&lt;br /&gt;I'll say, 'No it's not. I'll bring you more than a song, for a song in itself is not what you have required.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Objects of My Affection&lt;/span&gt; by Peter Bjorn &amp;amp; John)&lt;br /&gt;It might mean I like the objects of most men's affection. But fear not, because not all men are perverts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will you get far in life? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are so Beautiful to Me&lt;/span&gt; by Joe Cocker)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I've been asked this question many times already; stop it and go look at your beautiful self in the mirror already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think about very often? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BYOB&lt;/span&gt; by System of a Down)&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what the song says, I don't think of bringing booze to parties, which I don't attend in the first place. I'm not really a big fan of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is 2 + 2? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Cars&lt;/span&gt; by Snow Patrol)&lt;br /&gt;No idea how to explain this perplexing question. Just lie here with me and forget the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your best friend's theme song? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/span&gt; by Queen)&lt;br /&gt;He's just a poor boy, nobody loves him. No wonder I'm his best friend; I'm nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the story of your life? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who wants to Live Forever&lt;/span&gt; by Queen)&lt;br /&gt;I want to live forever. That is the quest of my life; that is the destiny I was meant for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is/was your high school like? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy&lt;/span&gt; by Tchaikovsky)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this is in my music playlist. Anyway, my high school memories are as old and boringly mellow like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your motto? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt; by Jason Mraz)&lt;br /&gt;Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What’s the best thing about your friends? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back at One&lt;/span&gt; by Brian McKnight)&lt;br /&gt;If you make them angry, the friendship starts back at one. I'm feeling a bit emo this morning, so my answers don't really count. No offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Close&lt;/span&gt; by Jon McLaughlin)&lt;br /&gt;So close, so close; and still so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the Beginning&lt;/span&gt; by Richard Marx and Donna Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I want to be standing at the beginning with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of when you see the person you like? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God&lt;/span&gt; by Avenged Sevenfold)&lt;br /&gt;I think that I'm miles away from her, my purpose is hard to find. Go read the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Describe your grandparents. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't Remind Me&lt;/span&gt; by Audioslave)&lt;br /&gt;They're the only ones on earth that don't nag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How's your life going? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Castles in the Sky&lt;/span&gt; by Paul Van Dyk)&lt;br /&gt;I'm building castles in the sky. They might fall anytime soon, but heck; might as well enjoy building them while they last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your biggest fear? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YYZ&lt;/span&gt; by Rush)&lt;br /&gt;I have no comments at all. Laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What will be played at your funeral? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me&lt;/span&gt; by The Pipettes)&lt;br /&gt;I will never be loved till the day I die. I'm hopeless. I'm the real hopeless romantic. Go away King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your hobby/interest? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll Think of Me&lt;/span&gt; by Keith Urban)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of someone. I spend my days thinking away, till the day I die. What a hopelessly hopeless point of view. I need a mood booster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you have a happy life? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever It Takes&lt;/span&gt; by Lifehouse)&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do your friends really think of you? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn Back Time&lt;/span&gt; by Aqua)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, turn it back to the time when I didn't know you. They're better off without me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do people secretly lust after you? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; by Michael Buble)&lt;br /&gt;They're lost in their lust for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How can you make yourself happy? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drown&lt;/span&gt; by Smashing Pumpkins)&lt;br /&gt;Drown my sorrows with a couple of beers. But I don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you ever have children? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pretender&lt;/span&gt; by Foo Fighters)&lt;br /&gt;I can have imaginary ones. We all pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What song would you strip to? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Also Sprach Zarathustra&lt;/span&gt; by Richard Strauss)&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a great song to strip to. Check it up on Youtube, and imagine taking off your clothes one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What does your mom think of you? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are so Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; by Westlife)&lt;br /&gt;She has a beautiful son. Here she comes to put some makeup on my pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of your parents? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt; by David Cook)&lt;br /&gt;No, I have never thought of them that way. It should be the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your deepest, darkest secret? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Little Too Late&lt;/span&gt; by Brian McKnight)&lt;br /&gt;It's just a little too late for you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your enemy's theme song? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt; by Alice in Chains)&lt;br /&gt;A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. Proverbs 17:17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What will you dance to at your wedding? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and You&lt;/span&gt; by Fall Out Boy)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some appropriate Poprock will do. Me and you, setting in a honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4012050733597351260?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4012050733597351260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4012050733597351260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4012050733597351260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4012050733597351260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3541921007921913296</id><published>2008-11-01T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:19:16.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Joy to the World</title><content type='html'>At the time of the last blog post, I was really free, and I was spending each day aimlessly finding something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got lots of things to do. Took up a part time job at Allan and Friends, doing multiple odd jobs and also heavy labour. Also, decided to get serious with this year's Christmas carolling and started writing and arranging choral sheets for the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things on my to-do list now include studying for the Insurance Agent Exam I'm supposed to take by this year, and also to study at least a bit for my upcoming university semester. Since I borrowed books for Genetics and Molecular Biology 2 weeks ago, I haven't gotten around to studying. I got bored after reading one &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJEEYAN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;s&gt;page&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;  paragraph during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys of joys, my dad bought me new PC audio system: &lt;a href="http://www.alteclansing.com/index.php?file=north_product_detail&amp;amp;iproduct_id=vs2421"&gt;Altec Lansing with Subwoofer&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alteclansing.com/images/product_image_large/vs2421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.alteclansing.com/images/product_image_large/vs2421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah. Now all my songs sound different. I don't think I can sleep early tonight. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJEEYAN%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:SimSun; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-alt:宋体; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@SimSun"; 	panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; 	mso-font-charset:134; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3541921007921913296?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3541921007921913296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3541921007921913296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3541921007921913296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3541921007921913296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1081329149025798590</id><published>2008-10-16T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:26:16.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>Spoonerism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(At the cinema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alright, I got the tickets, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Okay, wait, I want to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, I want some copporn too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: What did you say?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...Popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Lol! At least you didn't say cocporn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1081329149025798590?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1081329149025798590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1081329149025798590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1081329149025798590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1081329149025798590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/10/spoonerism.html' title='Spoonerism'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1009001541623669409</id><published>2008-10-03T18:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:08:53.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game reviews'/><title type='text'>Star Wars - KOTOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SOXu0DU-oII/AAAAAAAAAg0/RExasoUNni0/s1600-h/star-wars-kotor-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SOXu0DU-oII/AAAAAAAAAg0/RExasoUNni0/s400/star-wars-kotor-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252867118411456642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old game, no doubt. After 20 hours of &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:SimSun;  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-alt:宋体;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face  {font-family:"\@SimSun";  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;s&gt;bloody cheating&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;  gameplay, I have finished it within two days. KOTOR 2 however, crashes my computer, and KOTOR 3 isn't happening; instead, they're making an online MMORPG which I will not be able to afford to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Somebody bring me back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1009001541623669409?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1009001541623669409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1009001541623669409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1009001541623669409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1009001541623669409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/10/star-wars-kotor.html' title='Star Wars - KOTOR'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SOXu0DU-oII/AAAAAAAAAg0/RExasoUNni0/s72-c/star-wars-kotor-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-664269038886932861</id><published>2008-09-26T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:33:43.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game reviews'/><title type='text'>Rise of Nations: Rise of Legends</title><content type='html'>I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I double clicked Giacomo, then I selected 'Quick Battle'. Then I started a free for all map versus 3 computer players. I used Vinci, because I think it's the best race in the game, because Alin and Cuotl suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 20 minutes is cease-fire period. So I built as many merchant districts as I can, and hopefully obtain the nearby cities and mercenary camps faster. Build more mines, research clockwork miners to increase productivity. Then also build a research lab and turn it into a wealth-making machine (I forgot the name). 10 minutes left till the start of war. So I build a barracks, and start building clockwork men. Of course, I should've built spiders instead, because they kick infantry units away and can fire at air units. Then build more research labs and make things like telescope and garrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had the garrison, I researched Land Leviathan at once. The most uber unit in the Vinci race. Then I built the Doge Hammer. By now I have already abused the military and industrial districts and obtained a lot of research and prototype points. Point the telescope at nearest enemy, and Doge Hammer levels the city. Send in air destroyers to finish the job, capture the city, and that's one foe taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, research King Leviathan and abuse its Burrow power. Pop up out of nowhere on another enemy territory, city is gone with one big bullet. Summon 3 heroes at once, and abuse researching since I have too much wealth and timonium. Now is the time to build mines everywhere, and capture all the neutral places. The last remaining AI resigns, but I refuse his resignation lol. I intend to torture him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, he built all these air-to-air fighters that my air destroyers don't stand a chance against. Then he built all these infantry and steam cannons that nearly destory my King Leviathan. Good thing the giant can auto-heal. They summon Lenora as a hero, level 3. So I use my level 5 Lenora and eliminate her. Throughout the course of the entire game, I can't believe I didn't use the Doge or Giacomo. Sitting ducks, they were. I forgot to mention the map was in such a way that all players are separated from each other with ravines in between. So only air units and transportation are the way to attack the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got frustrated, so I aimed the Doge Hammer and whack away at his city. But then he had another city. So I used Industrial Devastation to ruin his city. But not nearly enough. Then I sent in a fleet of super clockwork men and spiders to kill all the underlings. More air destroyers coming in. Leviathan on the move. Summon berserkers for the irritating infantry. Then I realised that the Leviathan can move to the infantry and trample on them for an instant kill. That saved me a lot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-664269038886932861?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/664269038886932861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=664269038886932861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/664269038886932861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/664269038886932861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/rise-of-nations-rise-of-legends.html' title='Rise of Nations: Rise of Legends'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8066483906206293111</id><published>2008-09-20T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:10:18.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Teen No More</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my university mates for driving all the way from Subang Jaya, Shah Alam, and some other places all the way to my humble abode in Ampang. Thanks for the cake, and for the meal. And for throwing me into the pool. I really and truly am thankful and I appreciate you guys for coming, even when I've probably not done the same for most of you. I suck. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the SMSes, both local and long-distance ones. And for the wishes on MSN and facebook and my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family for buying me a cake and calling some of the youth for a surprise party. Thanks to Joy for buying me banana cake lol. Thanks to the youth and care group members who came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to get emotional, but it's been awhile since I've cut my own birthday cake. All of you guys; thanks for making my day. I'm really happy. Turning 20 on 20. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8066483906206293111?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8066483906206293111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8066483906206293111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8066483906206293111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8066483906206293111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-20th.html' title='Teen No More'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8992705746136233260</id><published>2008-09-14T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:52:36.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Random thought of the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0wjT2l9PI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TyL-chCi4XA/s1600-h/DSC05714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0wjT2l9PI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TyL-chCi4XA/s400/DSC05714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245902524139304178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Putting our bags here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0xJS9uADI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VK31vWezJ8g/s1600-h/decemberfun+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0xJS9uADI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VK31vWezJ8g/s400/decemberfun+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903176735785010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking up to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0yOiw7u3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/g1nHYChxqo4/s1600-h/DSC06528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0yOiw7u3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/g1nHYChxqo4/s400/DSC06528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245904366388099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we used to turn this place into a cybercafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0yvXvtLOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hesIR7mstsM/s1600-h/DSC06529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0yvXvtLOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hesIR7mstsM/s400/DSC06529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245904930365844706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Counter-Strike skills are deteriorating. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8992705746136233260?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8992705746136233260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8992705746136233260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8992705746136233260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8992705746136233260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thought-of-past.html' title='Random thought of the past'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SM0wjT2l9PI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TyL-chCi4XA/s72-c/DSC05714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7711736173851224698</id><published>2008-09-10T23:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:56:44.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Paint Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You've got that smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Which makes me wonder deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;All of your emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Who is it really for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You say those words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Which keep me thinking in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Never-ending, just compelling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The way you keep me coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Why don't you stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And paint me a picture of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Stop and give me a chance to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;What's behind your artistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Stop and paint me a picture of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Stop and tell me what you really mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Or is this all just a dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AzkBN_S-Y9" width="300" height="110" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&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/12055327-7711736173851224698?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7711736173851224698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7711736173851224698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7711736173851224698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7711736173851224698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-then-some.html' title='Paint Me'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3629048468224427707</id><published>2008-09-04T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:13:52.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>I Believe</title><content type='html'>I remade it with better sound samples. Hope you can hear the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06801779197775955 visible" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/F65CNm7OvP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06801779197775955 visible" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/F65CNm7OvP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/F65CNm7OvP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/F65CNm7OvP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3629048468224427707?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3629048468224427707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3629048468224427707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3629048468224427707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3629048468224427707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-believe.html' title='I Believe'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7073362165514015137</id><published>2008-09-04T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:50:06.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>Blurry</title><content type='html'>I've realized what it is that caused me to become very irritable for the past few weeks. It's my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my vision has begun to deteriorate at a faster rate. I've been pushing my glasses closer and closer to my eyes just to be able to see clearly. Not only that, but my focus has seemingly diminished as a side effect. I find it harder to concentrate now, especially in lectures; because I can't see the projector screen clearly. I even find myself making more typo errors on the keyboard now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I remain quite oblivious to what's going on around me. My world seemed to have shrunk, confined only to the width of my spectacle lens. Soon I got a feeling that all the people around me were steadily getting ahead in the game of life, while I was still in a small world of my own. Making no progress at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that I couldn't see a lot of things that other people could see, I got depressed. Not just literally see, but just about everything else; while people were making plans and coordinating their daily activities with ease, I just couldn't help feeling that there was disorder in my life. Heck, I couldn't see any future for me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I have no choice but to close my eyes even when I want them to stay open, simply because they become dry so easily. Especially when I'm in air-conditioned areas. When I start blinking a lot and looking irritated, my friends think I'm being emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the song 'I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing'? I feel everytime I shut my eyes, when I open them again, it's like I've missed out on a lot of things happening around me. Like I was left behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything in life becomes blurry, things start to lose their significance and meaning. That's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7073362165514015137?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7073362165514015137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7073362165514015137&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7073362165514015137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7073362165514015137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/blurry.html' title='Blurry'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3328672964238344500</id><published>2008-08-27T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:38:48.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Let Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SLS875uRe4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GGv_EWBgOGI/s1600-h/DSC08798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SLS875uRe4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GGv_EWBgOGI/s400/DSC08798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020003831937922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a beautiful letdown when I crashed and burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3328672964238344500?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3328672964238344500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3328672964238344500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3328672964238344500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3328672964238344500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-down.html' title='Let Me Down'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SLS875uRe4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GGv_EWBgOGI/s72-c/DSC08798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-9140400081468780068</id><published>2008-08-18T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:13:35.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Flip the Page</title><content type='html'>With gloomy skies and an increasingly gloomy outlook on life, I'd decided on being emo today. Spending time alone, all by myself. Miserably alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a flip of the pages of the ancient book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'A man who isolates himself seeks his own desire;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He rages against all wise judgement.'&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 18:1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(NKJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me again, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-9140400081468780068?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9140400081468780068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=9140400081468780068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9140400081468780068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9140400081468780068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/with-gloomy-skies-and-increasingly.html' title='Flip the Page'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2370695340569024627</id><published>2008-08-09T00:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:07:25.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Beijing Olympics 2008</title><content type='html'>I just came back from a gig at my university. 'Music Appreciation Night', they called it. Was awesome; I had fun jamming away on all the instruments. Will post up some pictures once I get my hands on them, soon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SKAdTBgdZHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZggoE6HFmeA/s1600-h/DSC_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SKAdTBgdZHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZggoE6HFmeA/s400/DSC_2442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233214979663815794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest are on Facebook. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an afterthought: I wish that next time we would have ample time to practise and rehearse and also do all the necessary sound checks with the equipment. The feedback and noise is like a major turnoff for any event. And untuned guitars. And using a loudspeaker as a monitor. And tangled-up cables and power wires. Faulty keyboard stands. Shure mics that aren't turned on when I start backup singing. And forgetting the lyrics, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, my friend had to sing an acapella bridge when I forgot the weird chords. Resumed play at the chorus, and the audience loved it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Bejing Olympics. Totally missed the opening ceremony. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2370695340569024627?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2370695340569024627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2370695340569024627&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2370695340569024627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2370695340569024627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-olympics-2008.html' title='Beijing Olympics 2008'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SKAdTBgdZHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZggoE6HFmeA/s72-c/DSC_2442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5219712407930469060</id><published>2008-08-06T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:53:19.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Thought of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJm6UVFuSDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/mQrDq3Jf0s8/s1600-h/DSC05782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJm6UVFuSDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/mQrDq3Jf0s8/s400/DSC05782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231417300588841010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know you're getting old when you raise your hand to flag a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope none of the students there noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5219712407930469060?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5219712407930469060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5219712407930469060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5219712407930469060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5219712407930469060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJm6UVFuSDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/mQrDq3Jf0s8/s72-c/DSC05782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3666660204167930414</id><published>2008-08-03T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:18:43.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>A Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJVZU3fg_XI/AAAAAAAAAfc/F3382SsUHgM/s1600-h/030820081197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJVZU3fg_XI/AAAAAAAAAfc/F3382SsUHgM/s400/030820081197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230184757289090418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning, I woke up to find that my Bible was open, and the pages were fluttering in the wind. I guess the fan must have blown it open, because it was closed last night. I glanced at the pages and a verse caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then the LORD appeared to him and said: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not go down to Egypt; live in the land of which I shall tell you. Dwell in this land, and I will be with you and bless you&lt;/span&gt;; for to you and your descendants I give all these lands, and I will perform the oath which I swore to Abraham your father." - Genesis 26:2-3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(New King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only imagine that God was telling me not to feel so bad about still remaining in Malaysia when a whole lot of my friends were planning or had already went to further their studies overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say, Lord? I shall trust Thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3666660204167930414?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3666660204167930414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3666660204167930414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3666660204167930414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3666660204167930414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/message.html' title='A Message'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJVZU3fg_XI/AAAAAAAAAfc/F3382SsUHgM/s72-c/030820081197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4123718315286983782</id><published>2008-08-01T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:05:00.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Here Comes the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJLq-z-fBrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y87r1UmZECc/s1600-h/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJLq-z-fBrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y87r1UmZECc/s400/DSC00115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229500482155644594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little darling, it feels like years since we've been here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I say it's all right&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4123718315286983782?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4123718315286983782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4123718315286983782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4123718315286983782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4123718315286983782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/epitome-of-emo.html' title='Here Comes the Sun'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SJLq-z-fBrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y87r1UmZECc/s72-c/DSC00115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-3597863780801980425</id><published>2008-07-28T20:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:57:13.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thought of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/Dormiens/Cross2-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-3597863780801980425?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3597863780801980425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=3597863780801980425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3597863780801980425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/3597863780801980425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/thought-of-day_28.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7048217506007411278</id><published>2008-07-24T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:02:51.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Lata Berembun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIgolnhPfuI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rbG2_nQk9DU/s1600-h/230720081175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIgolnhPfuI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rbG2_nQk9DU/s400/230720081175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226471994292141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I long to visit that waterfall again. I'm sick of the city; let's all go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back to nature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7048217506007411278?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7048217506007411278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7048217506007411278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7048217506007411278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7048217506007411278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/lata-berembun.html' title='Lata Berembun'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIgolnhPfuI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rbG2_nQk9DU/s72-c/230720081175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5525421214489330508</id><published>2008-07-22T20:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:19:22.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Rainsunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIXNpKAkiWI/AAAAAAAAAes/IeQ84Gmbl1I/s1600-h/220720081167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SIXNpKAkiWI/AAAAAAAAAes/IeQ84Gmbl1I/s400/220720081167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225809049578408290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was waiting for my bus today outside my house around 11am. A while later, the skies of KL city to my right had turned cloudy, but to my left, the sun shone high in the Ulu Klang sky. Kind of reflects the way I am now; stuck between the good and the bad - whose side will I choose to be on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-23191ac45095375e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SHnl_qU7lEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/nivVyo276V8/s1600-h/DSC08423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SHnl_qU7lEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/nivVyo276V8/s400/DSC08423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222458124769399874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no message could have been any clearer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want to make the world a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man in the Mirror - Idea of North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8410822211337121162?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8410822211337121162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8410822211337121162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8410822211337121162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8410822211337121162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SHnl_qU7lEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/nivVyo276V8/s72-c/DSC08423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6616387062599703993</id><published>2008-07-04T19:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:33:05.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Self-Improvement</title><content type='html'>Okay, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-phase of my life just passed me by. Time for a fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I realized some things a few days ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm spending more than I earn.&lt;br /&gt;2. The vocals in a song matter more than the music.&lt;br /&gt;3. Somehow, console games just don't attract me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For number one; I find myself getting broke more often now. I don't think I know the meaning of spending wisely or saving up for something I want. Instead, I use up whatever money comes to hand instantly. And thus, I need to stop spending so much. I've been thinking up a list of activities that don't require money doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, recently I started listening to some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; songs again. I haven't been listening to them in a long time, and suddenly the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;-pop genre feels appealing to me again. It's like hopeful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sentimentals&lt;/span&gt;. And I realized that whoever the singer is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; make the song sound completely different, even with the same background music. In other words, the singer infuses his/her feelings into the song and interprets the music another way. Now I know what I need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried playing Final Fantasy 12 on Andy's PS2 the other day. Sad to say, as they progress in the series, Final Fantasy just doesn't feel the way I used to know it when I played the classic FF7/FF8. The battle system's changed into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; real-time battles, you can run around and get hit just like that; the characters speak English instead of not speaking at all, and for the latter it used to be up to you to determine what kind of imaginary voice they would have. Speaking of which, I used to like them not saying anything at all. It gave the game a more mysterious feel. Like the Final Fantasy games used to start with just a big font 'Final Fantasy' with the 'Start New Game' and 'Load Game'. In contrast, FF12's start screen comes with all the characters and every possible spoiler that you don't want to know (If I remember correctly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel like my typing skills are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;deteriorating&lt;/span&gt;. That goes for my writing skills as well. I find myself having to stop at every sentence just to ponder the next. Oh well. Time to get back to fruitylooping and more assignments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6616387062599703993?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6616387062599703993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6616387062599703993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6616387062599703993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6616387062599703993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/self-improvement.html' title='Self-Improvement'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-173098321750262007</id><published>2008-06-15T00:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:11:18.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken - Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken clock is a comfort&lt;br /&gt;It helps me sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it can stop tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;From stealing all my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I am here still waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though I still have my doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am damaged at best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like You've already figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;That's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain&lt;br /&gt;There is healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I find meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm barely holding on to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken locks were a warning&lt;br /&gt;You got inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried my best to be guarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm an open book instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still see Your reflection&lt;br /&gt;Inside of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That are looking for purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're still looking for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;That's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain&lt;br /&gt;Is there healing&lt;br /&gt;In Your name&lt;br /&gt;I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holding on&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holding on to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm hanging on another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just to see what You will throw my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm hanging on, to the words You say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You said that I will be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken lights on the freeway&lt;br /&gt;Left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I may have lost my way now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haven't forgotten my way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;That's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain&lt;br /&gt;There is healing&lt;br /&gt;In Your name&lt;br /&gt;I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holding on to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! 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The price goes up by 78sen from the current RM1.92, a hike of 40%.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abdullah also announced that the price of diesel would be increased by RM1 from RM1.58 to RM2.58.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He also said that Tenaga Nasional Bhd would be raising electricity rates by 18% for homes and 26% for business users.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The announcements are part of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new fuel subsidy plan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;Thank you for the subsidy, BN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6853950254503162818?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6853950254503162818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6853950254503162818&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6853950254503162818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6853950254503162818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/governments-new-fuel-subsidy-plan.html' title='The Government&apos;s New Fuel Subsidy Plan'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6321272936370854134</id><published>2008-06-03T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:54:46.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Run with Perseverance</title><content type='html'>And AGC.Youth Turning Point Camp 2008 ends with this simple advice: Run with perseverance. I haven't any great pics from camp, you could probably see some at the &lt;a href="http://mad4jesus.wordpress.com/"&gt;agc.youth website&lt;/a&gt;. What I have though, are some afterthoughts on this year's youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey, a long winding path. Each man has his own journey to complete; his own race to run. And we all aspire to successfully arrive at the finish line. However, life's race is quite different from a normal race. In a normal race, the finish line is clearly marked out for us. The tracks are assigned; each runner to his own track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life's race, there are no set tracks. Each person's finish line differs from one another. Where are you going to end up? What are your aspirations and goals in life? The direction we are headed in right now will determine the finish line we end up at. I have decided to put my trust in my God, following in His direction, and trusting that one day I too, will arrive at the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'It's an uphill slope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I won't lose hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till I go the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my journey is complete'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go the Distance - Michael Bolton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6321272936370854134?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6321272936370854134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6321272936370854134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6321272936370854134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6321272936370854134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/run-with-perseverance.html' title='Run with Perseverance'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-918788501813169301</id><published>2008-05-20T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:07:58.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Unproductive</title><content type='html'>Well, my holidays have been wasted I guess. I've been spending my time in front of the computer too much, slacked a little too much, and I await the impending judgement my exam results will bring this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJbZlMabLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/LGFkViuKn9g/s1600-h/110520081115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJbZlMabLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/LGFkViuKn9g/s400/110520081115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202321014605376690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than that, I'm not very much confident of winning the Big Mac Chant &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/bigmacchant"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; anymore. But I've had lots of Big Macs this month, and I had fun redeeming them free burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJcAVMabMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/8MnAN4fvi08/s1600-h/110520081117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJcAVMabMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/8MnAN4fvi08/s400/110520081117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202321680325307586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What should I do next? Oh well; Joy's &lt;a href="http://detectivecat.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is very nice now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-918788501813169301?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/918788501813169301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=918788501813169301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/918788501813169301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/918788501813169301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/unproductive.html' title='Unproductive'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SDJbZlMabLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/LGFkViuKn9g/s72-c/110520081115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8534735081354694678</id><published>2008-05-05T18:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T01:08:57.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Big Mac Chant</title><content type='html'>So I won't be talking about how well I failed my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently McDonald's has come up with a new contest: The Big Mac Chant. If you manage to do the chant in under 4 seconds, you get a free Big Mac. I took them on, and so far the record is winning 2 free Big Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a contest on Nuffnang, where the most creative chant wins a grand prize of RM10,000. I fell to McDonald's marketing strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CxB23OiNRE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CxB23OiNRE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er. Vote for me &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/bigmacchant"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: It's kind of embarrassing that I've had some people promote my video on their blogs. Even if I don't win, I really appreciate the &lt;s&gt;publicity&lt;/s&gt; support. Thanks. :)&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8534735081354694678?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8534735081354694678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8534735081354694678&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8534735081354694678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8534735081354694678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-mac-chant.html' title='Big Mac Chant'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1963688060316039506</id><published>2008-04-19T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:14:03.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Tagged: By Tze Yang</title><content type='html'>I don't like to use tags as filler-entries, but what the heck; I'm feeling up to it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;s&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, than goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they done got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I don't like rules. No rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I celebrated my 10th birthday in Kidsports; if any of you remember, it was this gigantic playground which would've made a very good make out spot with all those 'hidden areas' deep inside the structure. That was random.&lt;br /&gt;2. I used to think of making out there. Of course not making out; so young, still innocent. Just imagining a lovey-dovey-fairy-tale-like playing around in the 'plastic ball pool' with the girl I like.&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting into trouble for asking my mother to help me do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Being proud for being in the second class in my primary school. I was never first anyway.&lt;br /&gt;5. I used to wonder why the guys had to leave the classroom when the girls wanted to change their clothes for sports class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's my to-do list?&lt;br /&gt;2. I think I'll play Cabal later.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm hungry; I need something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Now I'm thirsty; I need something to drink.&lt;br /&gt;5. Darn, it's so late already. I need to sleep. I'll study tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 girls that I adore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Firstly, what would the consequences be if I put their names here?&lt;br /&gt;2. Think about it. What if they read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;3. It'll make things awkward for us when we meet.&lt;br /&gt;4. I mean, if a lowly jerk like me adores them, their girlfriends will make fun of them.&lt;br /&gt;5. My mother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 bad habits of mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't stand bad grammar. So shoot me all you want if I make mistakes, because I just corrected the title of this question from Tze Yang's &lt;a href="http://surlron.blogspot.com/2008/04/deux-tag.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dig my nose all the time. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I spit when I speak. It's really not my fault; I need to put on some braces.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm not lazy. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;5. I procrastinate, but who doesn't? We're the leaders of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;2. Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;5. There never will be another place for me. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I'd do if I could change the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'd eliminate mosquitoes from the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;2. That goes for flies as well.&lt;br /&gt;3. And all the household pests.&lt;br /&gt;4. And also dust. Why does so much dust accumulate so fast in my room.&lt;br /&gt;5. The &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=disneyfication"&gt;disneyfication&lt;/a&gt; of the world. And we all lived happily ever after, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'm lazy to finish the tag. I have to go now for band practice anyway, so it's not my fault. I'll do it later. I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1963688060316039506?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1963688060316039506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1963688060316039506&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1963688060316039506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1963688060316039506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-by-tze-yang.html' title='Tagged: By Tze Yang'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1664301008193911103</id><published>2008-04-19T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:43:34.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Cabunching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAjdDnhWR2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/UAFySZDbbug/s1600-h/cabunching.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAjdDnhWR2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/UAFySZDbbug/s400/cabunching.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190641624762697570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If not how am I going to be better than Jeff Mun or Calvin Ngai.&lt;span&gt; Cabunching; punching your way to success in Cabal Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1664301008193911103?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1664301008193911103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1664301008193911103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1664301008193911103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1664301008193911103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/cabunching.html' title='Cabunching'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAjdDnhWR2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/UAFySZDbbug/s72-c/cabunching.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-9129241790775691650</id><published>2008-04-15T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:32:45.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressing Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Unfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAOGAnhWR0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/18PGaEejmZw/s1600-h/240320081099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAOGAnhWR0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/18PGaEejmZw/s400/240320081099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189138540827920194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Who can believe you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who can believe you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let your mother pray'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How do I feel,&lt;br /&gt;What do I say,&lt;br /&gt;In the end it all goes away'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar - System of a Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-9129241790775691650?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9129241790775691650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=9129241790775691650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9129241790775691650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/9129241790775691650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/unfair.html' title='Unfair'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAOGAnhWR0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/18PGaEejmZw/s72-c/240320081099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6537570990384162828</id><published>2008-04-13T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:30:31.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Letdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAIXonhWRzI/AAAAAAAAAck/R0IY6D9uS_U/s1600-h/DSC08229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAIXonhWRzI/AAAAAAAAAck/R0IY6D9uS_U/s400/DSC08229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188735707255293746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'In a world full of bitter pain and bitter doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was trying so hard to fit in, fit in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until I found out;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't belong here.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful Letdown - Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6537570990384162828?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6537570990384162828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6537570990384162828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6537570990384162828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6537570990384162828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/beautiful-letdown.html' title='Beautiful Letdown'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/SAIXonhWRzI/AAAAAAAAAck/R0IY6D9uS_U/s72-c/DSC08229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4092322477028962057</id><published>2008-04-12T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:55:16.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game reviews'/><title type='text'>Call Of Duty 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_-QDqGjKEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Qeurp9lKEqo/s1600-h/asd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_-QDqGjKEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Qeurp9lKEqo/s400/asd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023688269867074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, I walked into a cybercafe alone because my friend didn't want to play games with me. And because I'm a feeder at DotA and a noob at Counter-Strike, I had to settle with playing single-player games. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I discovered this game. Call Of Duty 4 is a first-person shooter just like Half-Life, but the game physics are much more improved, and adds to the realism of the game. The game's AI is also really intelligent, making me feel like my comrades in the game are real players. Gordon Freeman fighting off an entire army seems so old school now. Then again, I used god-mode cheats playing Half-Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so into COD4 that I felt like a soldier in real war-scenarios. The plot and lines are well-scripted and the music is superb, playing strong marching beats during an enemy infiltration to haunting tremolo strings in tense situations. The game also gives the player a lot of freedom, for example in a battle the player can utilize different strategies to engage the enemy; either by sniping them from a distance, or running into them with explosives, which, certainly gets the job done, but you'd have to go back to the save point and start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, I guess I'm easily fascinated by 'new' games which actually came out quite some time ago. Just like with HL2E2, I spent hours playing in the cybercafe to finish playing COD4. This is because I do not have a computer fast enough to play either of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm technologically outdated. Again; how pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4092322477028962057?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4092322477028962057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4092322477028962057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4092322477028962057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4092322477028962057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/call-of-duty-4.html' title='Call Of Duty 4'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_-QDqGjKEI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Qeurp9lKEqo/s72-c/asd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7909016698891078257</id><published>2008-04-05T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:22:20.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_dupP2iPMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9D70Vi54L6k/s1600-h/DSC08208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_dupP2iPMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9D70Vi54L6k/s400/DSC08208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185735150849375426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so glad Kingsley left his bass guitar with me. Now I have something to do. Yippee. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7909016698891078257?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7909016698891078257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7909016698891078257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7909016698891078257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7909016698891078257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R_dupP2iPMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/9D70Vi54L6k/s72-c/DSC08208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6403761237319733097</id><published>2008-03-30T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:29:40.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>My Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R--ABP2iPLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_G19wNHrVsM/s1600-h/friends+for+sale.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R--ABP2iPLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_G19wNHrVsM/s400/friends+for+sale.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183502455050222770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been playing around with an application called 'Friends for Sale' on Facebook recently. What you do is that you buy and sell your friends, increasing their value with each successive sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it, and I guess it's the same in real life. We find ways to increase our self worth and value. We constantly strive to improve ourselves, upgrade our abilities, achieve something that's noteworthy. We reach for greater heights, doing everything we can to establish our identity that no one else can replicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my value? Does having many talents make me a higher grade human being? Being able to do something no one else can? The academic qualification I have? Having all the fame and money in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's your value?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6403761237319733097?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6403761237319733097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6403761237319733097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6403761237319733097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6403761237319733097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-value.html' title='My Value'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R--ABP2iPLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_G19wNHrVsM/s72-c/friends+for+sale.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7020560229653197058</id><published>2008-03-27T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:42:35.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>To-do list</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be disclosing this. But this is a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By right, I shouldn't even be this busy. Of course, if I had efficiently managed my time I would have no problems coping with my studies at all. Right now I've got a presentation to handle and a lab test to retake. I have tons more texts to catch up on if I don't want to get a GPA of 2.0. I feel like I've lost the motivation to continue studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go ahead and blame the lousy drone-like lecturers for their methods of teaching, but then again I haven't been doing a good job as a student either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there are a lot of things required of me in my life which I don't feel motivated to do at all. I should strive for excellence, but what can I do if it's a flawed world I live in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7020560229653197058?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7020560229653197058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7020560229653197058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7020560229653197058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7020560229653197058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-do-list.html' title='To-do list'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4502418103688877492</id><published>2008-03-26T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:56:08.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>By &lt;a href="http://myhopemydreamsmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mei Sze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age would you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. Just hope I don't become a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you were stranded on an island who are the three blog buddies you would take with you?&lt;br /&gt;Kingsley, Calvin and possibly David Lim? Enough to make a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven. This is a wretched world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you can have one dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To have a happy ending to this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. For a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;My faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;First, I would celebrate my winnings by spending it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to her?&lt;br /&gt;For now, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Mei Tze is good, good, good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What requirements do you expect from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional acceptance. That's too much to ask for, because I never got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of people you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Betrayers. They should die like Judas did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could go back in time and make a difference in your past, would you?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't. I would probably screw up and make my life right now even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;My God. Because everything else never lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the thing you're most proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag nobody because I didn't complete this tag anyway. Lazy, out.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4502418103688877492?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4502418103688877492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4502418103688877492&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4502418103688877492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4502418103688877492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7563821468388707873</id><published>2008-03-18T16:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:03:12.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R9-ETNjyLII/AAAAAAAAAbY/SHyr8tQgbls/s1600-h/30112007913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R9-ETNjyLII/AAAAAAAAAbY/SHyr8tQgbls/s400/30112007913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179003562091490434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Your silence is like death to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So won't You hear my desperate plea?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I need You, Oh, I need You.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Need You&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-7563821468388707873?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7563821468388707873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=7563821468388707873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7563821468388707873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/7563821468388707873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R9-ETNjyLII/AAAAAAAAAbY/SHyr8tQgbls/s72-c/30112007913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5957715468078494452</id><published>2008-03-05T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:39:22.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Imperfect Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.' - Romans 12:2 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I came across this verse a few days ago. I too think it's time for a renewal of mind. A divine reminder indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's been going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting through life with all the imperfectness of a human and the perfectness of God's grace. I've been exploring life's possibilities and learning from mistakes. Been emo to get attention. Been working out to laugh at fat people. Been under peer pressure getting dissed by my bandmates. Been building new friendships and losing some. Been making stupid songs depicting the lives of students nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-010375460980403295 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/JcekEIeV7r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05118994137293853 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/JcekEIeV7r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JcekEIeV7r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JcekEIeV7r/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just been me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5957715468078494452?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5957715468078494452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5957715468078494452&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5957715468078494452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5957715468078494452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/imperfect-life.html' title='Imperfect Life'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5280199148518733579</id><published>2008-02-14T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:08:25.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>February the 14th</title><content type='html'>Spent the day attending classes. Came back at about 5 and worked out a while. Ate a potful of pasta my mother made. Ate a half-eaten kebab sandwich. Drank a can of Shandy. Went on MSN messenger and put on stupid nicknames. Played Gunbound while listening to love songs. Drove my sister to KFC to buy chicken. Ate a snack plate meal and cheesy wedges for dinner. Came back to the PC and played my guitar to the songs. Then took out my violin and played to the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5280199148518733579?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5280199148518733579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5280199148518733579&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5280199148518733579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5280199148518733579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-14th.html' title='February the 14th'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-391335636941839806</id><published>2008-02-05T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T19:46:29.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hK5YJM6lI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rPalWmzVQM0/s1600-h/DSC08029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hK5YJM6lI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rPalWmzVQM0/s400/DSC08029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163459322374318674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLK4JM6mI/AAAAAAAAAag/hlYgB1xpfTk/s1600-h/DSC08040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLK4JM6mI/AAAAAAAAAag/hlYgB1xpfTk/s400/DSC08040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163459623022029410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLWoJM6nI/AAAAAAAAAao/HHBbPP9X2Jc/s1600-h/DSC08044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLWoJM6nI/AAAAAAAAAao/HHBbPP9X2Jc/s400/DSC08044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163459824885492338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLe4JM6oI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rMIFhM0i7As/s1600-h/DSC08025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hLe4JM6oI/AAAAAAAAAaw/rMIFhM0i7As/s400/DSC08025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163459966619413122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Light up, light up; As if you have a choice.'&lt;br /&gt;Run - Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-391335636941839806?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/391335636941839806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=391335636941839806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/391335636941839806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/391335636941839806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R6hK5YJM6lI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rPalWmzVQM0/s72-c/DSC08029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2165400291015242436</id><published>2008-01-21T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:50:09.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Back to classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5R37f1muyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GoEU_779GV4/s1600-h/210120081031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5R37f1muyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GoEU_779GV4/s400/210120081031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157879337288383266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2165400291015242436?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2165400291015242436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2165400291015242436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2165400291015242436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2165400291015242436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-classes.html' title='Back to classes'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5R37f1muyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GoEU_779GV4/s72-c/210120081031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8997010650338864891</id><published>2008-01-20T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:38:53.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Happy 2008 (Holding on)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5MyKv1muxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GlBba5hPHOc/s1600-h/Anna%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5MyKv1muxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GlBba5hPHOc/s400/Anna%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157521158490733330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone looks happier in this picture. = )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R3knbv1murI/AAAAAAAAAZc/79_xdtHrIAA/s1600-h/01012008947.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8997010650338864891?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8997010650338864891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8997010650338864891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8997010650338864891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8997010650338864891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008 (Holding on)'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R5MyKv1muxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GlBba5hPHOc/s72-c/Anna%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5464663808847025805</id><published>2008-01-17T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:08:29.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Be Right Back</title><content type='html'>Is Jee Yann like, dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, he's just too busy fixing up the &lt;a href="http://mad4jesus.wordpress.com"&gt;church youth website&lt;/a&gt;, that's all. Be right back with updates. And fixing up this site as well, look at this mess. Ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5464663808847025805?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5464663808847025805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5464663808847025805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5464663808847025805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5464663808847025805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-right-back.html' title='Be Right Back'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-7854804280571261622</id><published>2007-12-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:21:09.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/R3jPrf1muqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fVvNSrdqycI/s1600-h/228466791l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" 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auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RznaCFnpcdI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hauj9HkimRo/s400/12112007894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132372979768455634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Gonna get my certificate of completion soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate it 10/10 because I've never played a better game before. The ending is so sad. Now, I can't wait for episode 3. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6491743078937946542?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6491743078937946542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6491743078937946542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6491743078937946542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6491743078937946542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/hl2e2.html' title='HL2E2'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RznaCFnpcdI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Hauj9HkimRo/s72-c/12112007894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5347826842414263336</id><published>2007-11-10T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T01:54:05.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>Say No to Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RzSehlnpccI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QtHjPxn8MVs/s1600-h/09112007892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RzSehlnpccI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QtHjPxn8MVs/s400/09112007892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130900175353115074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry I wasted your time reading this pointless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5347826842414263336?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5347826842414263336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5347826842414263336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5347826842414263336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5347826842414263336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-no-to-spam.html' title='Say No to Spam'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RzSehlnpccI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QtHjPxn8MVs/s72-c/09112007892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-415085685966257184</id><published>2007-11-01T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:59:38.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>CBTL Ampang Point</title><content type='html'>I decided to take some pictures at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi02DYu9FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JdpsNxZ1s4g/s1600-h/31102007867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi02DYu9FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JdpsNxZ1s4g/s400/31102007867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127547016476292178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the pantry/kitchen. It's where the dish-washing and food-preparing takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi1SzYu9GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9E6eLyU59Cw/s1600-h/31102007871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi1SzYu9GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9E6eLyU59Cw/s400/31102007871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127547510397531234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's also where I punch-in to report for work. If I'm late, I get paid less.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi1tDYu9HI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ctV8r14D-sM/s1600-h/31102007868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi1tDYu9HI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ctV8r14D-sM/s400/31102007868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127547961369097330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I'm unlucky, I'm stuck with washing dishes all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi20zYu9II/AAAAAAAAAXI/KEVZ_Z9GPKk/s1600-h/31102007870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi20zYu9II/AAAAAAAAAXI/KEVZ_Z9GPKk/s400/31102007870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127549194024711298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But when it's time to eat, everyone's happy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi3OzYu9JI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8Kz3WdSUx9A/s1600-h/31102007865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi3OzYu9JI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8Kz3WdSUx9A/s400/31102007865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127549640701310098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The real action happens up front, where all the drinks are made.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi37jYu9LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eiaB0QLXdO0/s1600-h/31102007886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi37jYu9LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eiaB0QLXdO0/s400/31102007886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127550409500456114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And also where the orders are taken. Screw up handling the cashier, and your pay is affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi4YDYu9MI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0SxvbSni2x8/s1600-h/31102007881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi4YDYu9MI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0SxvbSni2x8/s400/31102007881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127550899126727874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the essential ingredients for Ice Blended drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi5HDYu9NI/AAAAAAAAAXw/v0XV5qkFSIM/s1600-h/31102007862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi5HDYu9NI/AAAAAAAAAXw/v0XV5qkFSIM/s400/31102007862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127551706580579538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Er. Just a random photo of a Coffee Bean teddy bear we're selling.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi5tTYu9OI/AAAAAAAAAX4/He5XuJECL7A/s1600-h/31102007878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi5tTYu9OI/AAAAAAAAAX4/He5XuJECL7A/s400/31102007878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127552363710575842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The espresso machine, where we steam milk and make espresso shots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi6XjYu9PI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nKRktZN-GBI/s1600-h/31102007876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi6XjYu9PI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nKRktZN-GBI/s400/31102007876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127553089560048882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dreaded espresso tamper. This makes all the difference in making a perfect shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi7bTYu9QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/R92kfMomBW4/s1600-h/31102007882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi7bTYu9QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/R92kfMomBW4/s400/31102007882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127554253496186114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you don't like espresso, we have brewed coffee as well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RyjJyTYu9SI/AAAAAAAAAYU/QgLVgo6Fuz4/s1600-h/31102007889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RyjJyTYu9SI/AAAAAAAAAYU/QgLVgo6Fuz4/s400/31102007889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127570041795966242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you don't like coffee, take it out on the humble coffee-server. (See the perspiration on his face.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-415085685966257184?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/415085685966257184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=415085685966257184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/415085685966257184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/415085685966257184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/cbtl-ampang-point.html' title='CBTL Ampang Point'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Ryi02DYu9FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JdpsNxZ1s4g/s72-c/31102007867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1262982745222754002</id><published>2007-10-30T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:29:31.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>As time goes by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rya9dzYu9EI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jngfTcE5kWU/s1600-h/DSC07702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rya9dzYu9EI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jngfTcE5kWU/s400/DSC07702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126993545515693122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It almost looks like Armageddon in KL. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's becoming routine again. My job's good, but I end up seeing the same regular customers everyday, ordering the same drinks again. Everyday it's '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stesen berikutnya: Ampang Point'&lt;/span&gt; then back home. Can something just happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1262982745222754002?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1262982745222754002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1262982745222754002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1262982745222754002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1262982745222754002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-time-goes-by.html' title='As time goes by'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rya9dzYu9EI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jngfTcE5kWU/s72-c/DSC07702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2255702927055150795</id><published>2007-10-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:01:24.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>I'm Garfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rxy6wsn3jyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/WmlC1LelP0M/s1600-h/20102007852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rxy6wsn3jyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/WmlC1LelP0M/s400/20102007852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124175821815648034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milk and lasagna. Milk and lasagna. Milk and...never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2255702927055150795?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2255702927055150795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2255702927055150795&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2255702927055150795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2255702927055150795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-garfield.html' title='I&apos;m Garfield'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rxy6wsn3jyI/AAAAAAAAAWY/WmlC1LelP0M/s72-c/20102007852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8037914966764799230</id><published>2007-10-18T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:34:33.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>It's me!</title><content type='html'>During RBS 2006, me and some friends from dormitory 3 came up with a ridiculous song. This song was composed impromptu, but since then it was dropped because it was simply ridiculous. I decided to arrange the song my style and post it up here. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song tells of one boy's brave endeavours to try to check out an unsuspecting girl. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Me - The boys from Dorm 3 &amp;amp; also one from Dorm 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today I looked out my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I saw someone passing by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw her back that was facing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think she's from the dorm nearby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I felt the wind was so cold today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I put on my sweater and then I said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'It's me, watching from my dormitory window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's me, it's me...I'm just Henry Goh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought that she didn't hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I shouted out to let her know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then somebody else came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And shouted out 'It's Henry Goh!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I felt the wind was so cold today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I put on my sweater and then I said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'It's me, watching from my dormitory window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's me, it's me...I'm just Henry Goh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think she finally heard me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She seemed to be a little shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She came right next to my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I felt like I wanted to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...But I still said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'It's me, watching from my dormitory window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's me, it's me...I'm just Henry Goh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_kb_rm2K7T/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_kb_rm2K7T/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8037914966764799230?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8037914966764799230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8037914966764799230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8037914966764799230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8037914966764799230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-me.html' title='It&apos;s me!'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2568511862147920810</id><published>2007-10-17T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:18:15.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RxTwgMn3jwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Pf35JjFjWzs/s1600-h/16102007851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RxTwgMn3jwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Pf35JjFjWzs/s400/16102007851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121983112162021122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Divert your eyes away from the newspaper headlines; that's not my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is what I get for a staff meal on the job. Chicken lasagna with pasta sauce. Mango creme Ice blended as a drink. A meal that would cost RM 20+ on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nice food and drinks; there's also a lot of work to do. I work 8 hours a day, usually from 4:30pm till midnight. Other than making drinks, I clean tables, sweep and mop floors, wash dishes, man the cashier, and there's even the occasional task of cleaning the latrine upstairs. I'm not complaining; I'm beginning to like my job a little, and meeting new customers each day gives that feeling of new possibilities that a regular office job wouldn't likely bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom I know get a 10% discount if you come visit. Alright then, it's back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2568511862147920810?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2568511862147920810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2568511862147920810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2568511862147920810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2568511862147920810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/work-work.html' title='Work work'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RxTwgMn3jwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Pf35JjFjWzs/s72-c/16102007851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2799074118796300383</id><published>2007-10-08T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:43:17.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>A job at last</title><content type='html'>Guess where I'm working now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoR3Mn3jrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TtocJXFk0TE/s1600-h/DSC07457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoR3Mn3jrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TtocJXFk0TE/s400/DSC07457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923566438911666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to try out a job which would allow me to learn new skills. No awesome culinary skills required, but it's better than getting a boring office job.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoSfMn3jsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/GF9CGuZAjrA/s1600-h/08102007802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoSfMn3jsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/GF9CGuZAjrA/s400/08102007802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118924253633679042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went to the Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf training HQ in Pandan Jaya and went through 8 hours of lectures and hands-on practice. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoTM8n3jtI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_zCwflD-woM/s1600-h/08102007814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoTM8n3jtI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_zCwflD-woM/s400/08102007814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118925039612694226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were 10 of us today, all signing up to be a barista. We watched some introductory company briefing videos, and went through the company's vision and mission. Then it was Ice-Blending time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoTycn3juI/AAAAAAAAAV4/pm0dBWsKFSM/s1600-h/08102007819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoTycn3juI/AAAAAAAAAV4/pm0dBWsKFSM/s400/08102007819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118925683857788642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You have no idea how easy it is to make an Original Ice Blended drink. You also have no idea how sick I have become of sampling the whole Ice-Blended menu today. Of course, I'm not complaining. It's a 12-ringgit drink free of charge. And it's 'the most delicious drink in the world' too. *burp*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoVIcn3jvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RRmHAEXhbEY/s1600-h/08102007813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoVIcn3jvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/RRmHAEXhbEY/s400/08102007813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118927161326538482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting work this Wednesday at the Ampang Point Coffee Bean outlet. No free drinks! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2799074118796300383?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2799074118796300383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2799074118796300383&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2799074118796300383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2799074118796300383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/job-at-last.html' title='A job at last'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RwoR3Mn3jrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TtocJXFk0TE/s72-c/DSC07457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-826830393349947283</id><published>2007-09-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:34:42.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Normal people would be complaining about the stress and frustration that work brings. Right now, I'm complaining about having nothing to do at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started my term holidays, and they'll last for 3 months. All the way until January. That's why I'm so freaking free. I find myself repeating the same things I'm doing day after day. Where are all the events? The activities? Sad to say, this would only mean I've still not found my &lt;a href="http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/finding-my-balance-again.html"&gt;balance&lt;/a&gt; in life yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, one event that happened last week was Ian and Yi Hua's wedding.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RvzkYMn3jqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lBWTw8x8fdI/s1600-h/22092007732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RvzkYMn3jqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lBWTw8x8fdI/s400/22092007732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115214381142478498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my life I've been to very few weddings, so being able to witness this one firsthand was my pleasure. After seeing all the emotions that happened on that day, I've got this weird emo-ness inside of me now that I can't explain. Being so free means that I have all the capacity and time to think about it even more. I've really got to find something to distract myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm on the lookout for jobs. For the past few days I've been wasting too much time in front of my monitor screen, and now I feel my eyes have gotten the worst of it. Will update when I find a job then. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-826830393349947283?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/826830393349947283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=826830393349947283&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/826830393349947283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/826830393349947283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RvzkYMn3jqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lBWTw8x8fdI/s72-c/22092007732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1297849272489778272</id><published>2007-09-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:03:04.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><title type='text'>My Last Teen</title><content type='html'>Today is another milestone in my life. I've turned 19, and looking back at my life makes me happy I've made it thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to thank all of you who sent me birthday wishes. Thanks for remembering the day I came into existence. I don't want fancy gifts; your sincere wishes are enough to bring joy to my heart. Thanks a lot you guys. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my family for loving and bearing with me till today, and for also the simple card Joy made me. Simple and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to acknowledge and thank God in my life, being the one who has been guiding me step by step, teaching me how to live my life the right way. Also, for allowing me to see through my 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been carrying you on my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   from the day you were born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'll keep on carrying you when you're old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   I'll be there, bearing you when you're old and gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've done it and will keep on doing it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   carrying you on my back, saving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Isaiah 46:3-4 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1297849272489778272?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1297849272489778272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1297849272489778272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1297849272489778272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1297849272489778272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-last-teen.html' title='My Last Teen'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-753107559735562075</id><published>2007-09-13T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:41:07.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Hopping around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because when I take one step forward, many things seem to come at me at the same time. So what's happened recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RuirNBk8M8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/6MBej9b9g3o/s1600-h/08092007719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RuirNBk8M8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/6MBej9b9g3o/s400/08092007719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109522017501852610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I accompanied Adam to the One in a Million auditions. And there I ended up registering myself. It was fun getting to see and meet the personalities, as well as the experience of seeing the great lengths people go to trying to impress the cameras. It wasn't until I was standing before Paul Moss that I sort of regretted trying out the auditions for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul: So, what are you here for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Um. I actually accompanied my friend here...(noticing the expression change on Paul's face) but since I'm here, I want to see how far I can go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul: ...Oookay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3afdd89a984f1952" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3afdd89a984f1952%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330023808%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34CB1965D20A08E3032011A2C462BD8CBD531C8E.65BE36F7AEA9F1A79FB094EC351C30B8C0FEEFED%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3afdd89a984f1952%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddh9lSUNBAX1bS-cqsX7iBflSn4o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3afdd89a984f1952%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330023808%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34CB1965D20A08E3032011A2C462BD8CBD531C8E.65BE36F7AEA9F1A79FB094EC351C30B8C0FEEFED%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3afdd89a984f1952%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddh9lSUNBAX1bS-cqsX7iBflSn4o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shucks, we'll try again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Besides that, my semester exams are here. Its wrath pours down upon me, entangling me in a web of stress and anxiety. That is actually quite the contrary to what I'm doing. It kind of worries me that I'm not worried about my exams. I'm studying though. Asking people which chapters to study for tomorrow's Chemistry paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, Ian Yong's getting &lt;s&gt;marred&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;  married on the 22nd. Yi Hua's sister will be doing a duet with me on wedding dinner night, and we've been having practices quite a few times now. &lt;s&gt;,since she still can’t get the song right.&lt;/s&gt; I heard there's a grand piano for me to use at the restaurant...Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eventful days. Keep 'em coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-753107559735562075?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3afdd89a984f1952&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/753107559735562075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=753107559735562075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/753107559735562075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/753107559735562075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/hopping-around.html' title='Hopping around'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RuirNBk8M8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/6MBej9b9g3o/s72-c/08092007719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1707453541764172707</id><published>2007-09-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:38:07.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Home Alone (again)</title><content type='html'>For those who don't know, my parents have flown off to Hong Kong for a 1-week mission trip. They'll be making hospital visitations around the city along with mission teams from various churches. A great opportunity for them to serve the Lord. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some opportunity for me to show how good a housekeeper I can be. Joy has school the whole week, and coincidentally, I'm on a 1-week study break. Thank God for the convenient timing, because no one else can &lt;s&gt;do a better job at housekeeping than me&lt;/s&gt; come to help take care of the house and fetch Joy around if I had classes. On the first day of my duties, I've already made some blunders. I was supposed to fetch my aunt to the hospital to get her eyes checked, and I ended up leaving the house late. In my rush to get to the doctor's on time, I hit a cyclist down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke...he wasn't hurt though. Right in front of Gleneagles Hospital was where I hit him. It really wasn't entirely my fault; he shouldn't have cycled across seeing me turning into the entrance. I got down from the car, flashed my emergency lights, picked up the bike, pushed it to one side, tried to brush him off, and hurried to find parking with a hysterical aunt in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's one thing that happened today. I really don't have a talent with cooking, so from today onwards our breakfast, lunch and dinner will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rtwo--OoBbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Fyjh0rFOk5E/s1600-h/DSC07244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rtwo--OoBbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Fyjh0rFOk5E/s400/DSC07244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106001139852641714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope we don't run out. Oh well, there's always McDonald's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1707453541764172707?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1707453541764172707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1707453541764172707&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1707453541764172707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1707453541764172707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/home-alone-again.html' title='Home Alone (again)'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rtwo--OoBbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Fyjh0rFOk5E/s72-c/DSC07244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-1270179803438486412</id><published>2007-09-01T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T17:18:41.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>My plea</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/V9DCQHE7KB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/V9DCQHE7KB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord, we need Your grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;We need to pray like never before&lt;br /&gt;We need the power of Your Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;To open heaven's doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit touch Your church, stir the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;Revive our souls with Your passion once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I want to care for others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like Jesus cared for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your rain fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord we humbly come before You&lt;br /&gt;We don't deserve of You what we ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But we long to see Your glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Restore this dying land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Original music and lyrics by Kim Bollinger )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-1270179803438486412?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1270179803438486412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=1270179803438486412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1270179803438486412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/1270179803438486412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-plea.html' title='My plea'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6400424728723626748</id><published>2007-08-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T00:08:13.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Just another update</title><content type='html'>What can I say about what's happening recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God I got my voice back. Going through the &lt;a href="http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/sick.html"&gt;painful ordeal&lt;/a&gt; taught me to cherish my health. It also taught me to be mindful of what food I eat, so now I have second thoughts about dousing my food with excessive curry and spices. And I learned to never doubt the miracles two hydrogen atoms linked to an oxygen atom do to your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you didn't get that, I meant that I prefer water over soft drinks now. Anyway, I'm also facing my semester exams in the week after the next. &lt;s&gt;I won't say I'm fully prepared&lt;/s&gt; I'm not prepared at all. In fact, I'm worried that I'm not worried about it at all. I'm deciding between investing more time into honing my music or my studies. After one semester of study, I have to admit that I still can't imagine myself graduating as a Biotechnology degree holder and spending the rest of my days working in a lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to have color! Why do you think I like Orange? It represents passion and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late to say that now, Lol. I'll have to trust in God's guidance on this, as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6400424728723626748?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6400424728723626748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6400424728723626748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6400424728723626748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6400424728723626748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-another-update.html' title='Just another update'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8095562150454479722</id><published>2007-08-23T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:42:17.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>A Startling Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'm already on the road to recovery, thanks to all who cared.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, I found out from Joy that you can check your MyKad info using your Astro decoder. It's easy; just insert your MyKad into the second slot beside your Astro card, and flip to channel 800. Choose to view your MyKad information, and there you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my information was correct; except that my religion stated on the MyKad was incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but my sister and a friend of hers have had their religion 'modified' in the MyKad. At the end of the day, we're asking whether it's simply a careless coincidence that someone at the MyKad department inputted it wrongly, or is there a plan behind this to change the statistics of the percentage of religion in this country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8095562150454479722?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8095562150454479722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8095562150454479722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8095562150454479722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8095562150454479722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/startling-discovery.html' title='A Startling Discovery'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-2784222002582212595</id><published>2007-08-16T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T15:21:19.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressing Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shout-outs'/><title type='text'>Sick: Tonsillitis</title><content type='html'>Now it's my turn to be sick. And just like &lt;a href="http://peng-han.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-ends-tonight-i-hope.html"&gt;Henry&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/adelinetan/609787732/im-not-crazy-im-just-a-little-unwell.html"&gt;Adeline&lt;/a&gt;, I have the same symptoms; a sore lump in my throat, fever, and a throbbing headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually all well this morning, and this fever suddenly just came up while I was in the computer lab. First time I've gotten sick within a span of 2 hours. So I called Mom to pick me up, went home, took 2 panadol pills, drank some herbal tea my mother made, and slept for 4 hours. Right now, I'm still feeling feverish. I wonder if I should study for my 2 tests tomorrow or continue resting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RsVJneOoBaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jp4m3dTepnI/s1600-h/17082007705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RsVJneOoBaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jp4m3dTepnI/s400/17082007705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099563095545087394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just let me turn this into an emo post for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why is the pain still here? The swollen lymph nodes in my throat don't seem to be getting better. The antibiotics make it feel worse. I've had insomnia for two nights straight. I hope my cell group isn't blaming me for not organizing practice for the upcoming church song fest. My mother's fed up with me not being able to eat porridge when I already burn my throat drinking water. I'm fed up with this freaking 'ordeal' I have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can only still be thankful. For being able to see a doctor; to get medicine; to be lavished with love and care; to be kept in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to an Ear, Nose, and Mouth specialist clinic which told me I had &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tonsillitis"&gt;tonsillitis.&lt;/a&gt; No wonder my throat burns. I was eating the wrong medicine all along. If this medication fails, the doctor says I'll have to be admitted to take injections. I'm weak from all that food around me that I'm unable to eat...Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-2784222002582212595?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2784222002582212595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=2784222002582212595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2784222002582212595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/2784222002582212595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/sick.html' title='Sick: Tonsillitis'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RsVJneOoBaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jp4m3dTepnI/s72-c/17082007705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-524142307983700042</id><published>2007-08-11T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:46:43.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Finding my balance again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rr0uan5oFCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dd5EC4udzxU/s1600-h/DSC05945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rr0uan5oFCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dd5EC4udzxU/s400/DSC05945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097281388175430690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone needs a healthy balance in life. In every aspect, there must be a time for everything. And my problem just is that I haven't found or decided on a balance in my life yet. Basically, I'm pretty muddled up right now. It's pretty frustrating not being able to prioritize accordingly, and I hope the people who have suffered the consequences of my decisions will forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is a time for everything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-17362" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to be born and a time to die,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17363" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to kill and a time to heal,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to tear down and a time to build,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17364" class="sup"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a time to weep and a time to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17365" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17366" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to search and a time to give up,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17367" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to tear and a time to mend,&lt;br /&gt;      a time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-17368" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a time to love and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;      a time for war and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-524142307983700042?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/524142307983700042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=524142307983700042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/524142307983700042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/524142307983700042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/finding-my-balance-again.html' title='Finding my balance again'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rr0uan5oFCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Dd5EC4udzxU/s72-c/DSC05945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5768633060196327770</id><published>2007-07-31T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:48:40.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Once upon a 31st...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rq9ZigaQRxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ct9OmJNm3xA/s1600-h/DSC07164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rq9ZigaQRxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ct9OmJNm3xA/s400/DSC07164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093388152929797906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5768633060196327770?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5768633060196327770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5768633060196327770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5768633060196327770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5768633060196327770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-upon-31st.html' title='Once upon a 31st...'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rq9ZigaQRxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ct9OmJNm3xA/s72-c/DSC07164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8716483241531522112</id><published>2007-07-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:17:12.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enlightenments'/><title type='text'>He bore it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the fact is, it was our pains He carried— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We thought He brought it on Himself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   that God was punishing Him for His own failures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it was our sins that did that to Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   that ripped and tore and crushed Him—our sins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He took the punishment, and that made us whole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Through His bruises we get healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're all like sheep who've wandered off and gotten lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   We've all done our own thing, gone our own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And God has piled all our sins, everything we've done wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   on Him, on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Isaiah 53:4-6 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8716483241531522112?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8716483241531522112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8716483241531522112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8716483241531522112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8716483241531522112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-bore-it-all.html' title='He bore it all'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-6921669837826965615</id><published>2007-07-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:40:22.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><title type='text'>Lamborghini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqyzqwaQRsI/AAAAAAAAATo/WdD3P1kK5aw/s1600-h/20062007558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqyzqwaQRsI/AAAAAAAAATo/WdD3P1kK5aw/s400/20062007558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092642825780086466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam's got a new car!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqyz6waQRtI/AAAAAAAAATw/iDDgoIeh4dY/s1600-h/20062007556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqyz6waQRtI/AAAAAAAAATw/iDDgoIeh4dY/s400/20062007556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092643100657993426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brand new Lamborghini Gallardo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0MwaQRuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Y77NSs21KRo/s1600-h/20062007557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0MwaQRuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Y77NSs21KRo/s400/20062007557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092643409895638754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He came over and parked it in my condo's car park overnight. It attracted a small crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0cwaQRvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/WBTRdlKcst0/s1600-h/20062007561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0cwaQRvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/WBTRdlKcst0/s400/20062007561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092643684773545714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was like...so proud.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0lAaQRwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XINLDXLnH6c/s1600-h/20062007562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqy0lAaQRwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XINLDXLnH6c/s400/20062007562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092643826507466498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILKsTTlu8XI"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILKsTTlu8XI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILKsTTlu8XI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-6921669837826965615?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6921669837826965615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=6921669837826965615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6921669837826965615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/6921669837826965615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/lamborghini.html' title='Lamborghini'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqyzqwaQRsI/AAAAAAAAATo/WdD3P1kK5aw/s72-c/20062007558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8362076197960274258</id><published>2007-07-28T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:02:54.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Elements Night 2007 Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqodfwaQRrI/AAAAAAAAATg/g1HeZ824haU/s1600-h/27072007664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqodfwaQRrI/AAAAAAAAATg/g1HeZ824haU/s400/27072007664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091914760103937714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles. The night was a Huge success. If I get my hands on any juicy photos, I'll post 'em up, okay? I'm gonna keep on rockin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8362076197960274258?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8362076197960274258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8362076197960274258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8362076197960274258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8362076197960274258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/elements-night-2007-aftermath.html' title='Elements Night 2007 Aftermath'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqodfwaQRrI/AAAAAAAAATg/g1HeZ824haU/s72-c/27072007664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8528195318630081172</id><published>2007-07-26T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:10:40.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Elements Night 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqd9ZwaQRlI/AAAAAAAAASw/45pSpx3bxU0/s1600-h/25072007638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqd9ZwaQRlI/AAAAAAAAASw/45pSpx3bxU0/s400/25072007638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091175785210857042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past two weeks or so, I've been busy preparing for a gig on the 27th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeAkAaQRmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aGBSjwhRwSA/s1600-h/25072007639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeAkAaQRmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aGBSjwhRwSA/s400/25072007639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091179259839399522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Organized by my Uni's Music Club, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elements Night&lt;/span&gt;, a music concert consisting of rock, punk, classics, fusion, and acoustic songs. DJ mixing session included for the 2nd half of the concert.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeBUQaQRnI/AAAAAAAAATA/tzMQ7fh0IxI/s1600-h/25072007634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeBUQaQRnI/AAAAAAAAATA/tzMQ7fh0IxI/s400/25072007634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091180088768087666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for this, I've spent a number of late nights at UTAR, rehearsing the songs again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeB4AaQRoI/AAAAAAAAATI/Qdzk2y-fR2I/s1600-h/25072007618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeB4AaQRoI/AAAAAAAAATI/Qdzk2y-fR2I/s400/25072007618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091180702948411010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And while I'm spending most of my time jamming away in the music room, my friends do what real students are supposed to do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeCZgaQRpI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OQ2-RxXX6uU/s1600-h/25072007616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeCZgaQRpI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OQ2-RxXX6uU/s400/25072007616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091181278474028690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S Here's the promo video for that concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qz-IsUk6vg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qz-IsUk6vg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qz-IsUk6vg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qz-IsUk6vg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And, a candid shot if I may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeDZgaQRqI/AAAAAAAAATY/5fXrUaH6Xjg/s1600-h/25072007640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RqeDZgaQRqI/AAAAAAAAATY/5fXrUaH6Xjg/s400/25072007640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091182377985656482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8528195318630081172?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8528195318630081172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8528195318630081172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8528195318630081172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8528195318630081172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/elements-night-2007.html' title='Elements Night 2007'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rqd9ZwaQRlI/AAAAAAAAASw/45pSpx3bxU0/s72-c/25072007638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-5312794563689856663</id><published>2007-07-10T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:54:02.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Giving the Green Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoINl5dEFNI/AAAAAAAAASo/B_3M8fZBoRE/s1600-h/27062007575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080638274356384978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoINl5dEFNI/AAAAAAAAASo/B_3M8fZBoRE/s400/27062007575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many times have I jumped the red lights in my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-5312794563689856663?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5312794563689856663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=5312794563689856663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5312794563689856663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/5312794563689856663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-many-times-have-i-jumped-red-lights.html' title='Giving the Green Light'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoINl5dEFNI/AAAAAAAAASo/B_3M8fZBoRE/s72-c/27062007575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-8172635093489833151</id><published>2007-06-26T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T18:49:53.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>On the Stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoDpRtg42UI/AAAAAAAAASg/XG3mfvqcLFw/s1600-h/26062007574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoDpRtg42UI/AAAAAAAAASg/XG3mfvqcLFw/s400/26062007574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080316870158506306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I took part in the &lt;a href="http://www.icom.edu.my/gegaru/"&gt;Unity in Music&lt;/a&gt; contest organized by ICOM (International College of Music) in conjunction with the &lt;a href="http://www.penyayang.org.my/gegaruV2/"&gt;Gegar U&lt;/a&gt; campaign. It was really fun and all, jamming on a truck-stage with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yamaha_Motif"&gt;Yamaha Motif ES8&lt;/a&gt;. Chun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't win, however. My band-mates from the Music Club only received news of the contest a week ago. And our song (Home by Chris Daughtry) was only chosen a few days ago. All the inconsistencies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Let's just go up there and Have Some Fun!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjL3gQbT2L4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjL3gQbT2L4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjL3gQbT2L4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjL3gQbT2L4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZjL3gQbT2L4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This however, was the ultimate blooper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-8172635093489833151?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8172635093489833151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=8172635093489833151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8172635093489833151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/8172635093489833151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-stage.html' title='On the Stage'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/RoDpRtg42UI/AAAAAAAAASg/XG3mfvqcLFw/s72-c/26062007574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-21912317719472428</id><published>2007-06-23T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T14:39:46.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny1s9g42RI/AAAAAAAAASI/pMBJ2fN-y1Y/s1600-h/DSC07063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny1s9g42RI/AAAAAAAAASI/pMBJ2fN-y1Y/s400/DSC07063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079134263798454546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's been a lot of activity going on around me lately. More specifically, my house's under renovation. That's something I would notice the most, since it's going on around...my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny089g42QI/AAAAAAAAASA/GQbmeKGFTq0/s1600-h/DSC07062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny089g42QI/AAAAAAAAASA/GQbmeKGFTq0/s400/DSC07062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079133439164733698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My father decided to upgrade our house a bit, and expand our available housing space. So...from now on, I won't have a balcony anymore. It'll be changed into part of the living room, and the balcony sealed with windows. That means goodbye to the noise pollution that comes from the highway nearby. That also means goodbye to my air ventilation.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny219g42SI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1dw7p38qLWw/s1600-h/DSC07065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny219g42SI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1dw7p38qLWw/s400/DSC07065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079135517928904994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's not all. The kitchen is also being renovated; my father didn't like the holey wall which was previously there, so he decided to make a non-holey wall there. Which means goodbye to more air ventilation. So my dad put an exhaust fan at the top-right corner to help the air flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...you can gather that my house isn't exactly in a neat condition now.  Frankly, that somewhat reflects my current status, mentally and spiritually. You might count in physically for my gaining weight, but let's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny7f9g42TI/AAAAAAAAASY/Qmj8WZxPjno/s1600-h/happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny7f9g42TI/AAAAAAAAASY/Qmj8WZxPjno/s400/happy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079140637529921842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like playing with Kuma-Kuma because he represents the boyish side of me (that's the answer to one of my quiz questions). The boyish side of me knows nothing of the outside world, living in a dream world of his own, where everything is perfect. And his mind is simple, pure and childish, knowing not the reality of pain and suffering, of hate and evil. And most importantly, no matter how he feels like, he's always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel all of us need a retreat from the world. For me, that's quieting myself down to spend more time with my God. Each one of us needs something, or someone, to cling onto. Because on our own, the tides of the world can sweep us off our feet and sway us to and fro, not knowing where we'll end up going. And that's what has happened to me recently since I've not clung on to Him. Like my house, I'm in quite a messy state inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm asking for some prayers. And also for those out there who need them. May we all keep on keeping on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-21912317719472428?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/21912317719472428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=21912317719472428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/21912317719472428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/21912317719472428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/renovations.html' title='Renovations'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xKfA6sriuvk/Rny1s9g42RI/AAAAAAAAASI/pMBJ2fN-y1Y/s72-c/DSC07063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-425407198679188488</id><published>2007-06-15T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:34:24.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Jammin'</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of this semester, I'd decided I wanted to join the Music Club. I didn't do that back in PJ because...there was no club. I dunno why, but the Music Club over at PJ seems to be non-existent even though they say there is one. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;joined the Music Club. Thank God there are great musicians there, with most of them being church-goers. That would be expected, since we're really the only ones who make music on a regular basis as part of our worship to God. Sparks fly when we jam together. The feeling is just great. I can shed some pounds just by visiting the music room everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today I got enrolled into a band competition; something LimKokWing organized I heard. It happened so fast, I didn't know what hit me. All I knew was this guy passed me a paper, and I wrote down my name and IC no. and guess what? Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, now I know why King wanted to leave his hair long. I wanna headbang, WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with more updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-425407198679188488?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/425407198679188488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=425407198679188488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/425407198679188488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/425407198679188488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/jammin.html' title='Jammin&apos;'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12055327.post-4078079785420709033</id><published>2007-06-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:23:14.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Did I make the wrong choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:black;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Expressive and Tenacious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/enfj.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to learn about new cultures, ideas, and theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthropology&lt;br /&gt;Counseling&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;Ethnic Studies&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Languages and Literature&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Literature&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Eastern Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on Henry's &lt;a href="http://peng-han.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, so I decided to do it out of &lt;a href="http://peng-han.blogspot.com/2007/06/boredom.html"&gt;boredom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; I should've went for music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12055327-4078079785420709033?l=electoneboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4078079785420709033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12055327&amp;postID=4078079785420709033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4078079785420709033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12055327/posts/default/4078079785420709033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://electoneboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/did-i-make-wrong-choice.html' title='Did I make the wrong choice?'/><author><name>Dormiens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18188054646542490963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
