<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887</id><updated>2009-10-14T16:18:29.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is 100% pure shit.</title><subtitle type='html'>All right...All wrong...All shits. Welcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-3218991692795125141</id><published>2007-10-21T08:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:12:38.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/crescent_nsg"&gt;NEW BLOG! CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-3218991692795125141?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/3218991692795125141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=3218991692795125141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/3218991692795125141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/3218991692795125141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/10/change-change-change.html' title='CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-76847879054235584</id><published>2007-09-20T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:33:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feist- Inside and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NmG0sPyZJBg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NmG0sPyZJBg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video and song is awesome! Not her own work, but a very good cover!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-76847879054235584?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/76847879054235584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=76847879054235584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/76847879054235584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/76847879054235584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/09/feist-inside-and-out.html' title='Feist- Inside and Out'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-5384374247649738013</id><published>2007-09-10T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T02:37:23.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birmingham Pillow Fight Flashmob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/OPtesTmx4v0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/OPtesTmx4v0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And maybe this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-5384374247649738013?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/5384374247649738013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=5384374247649738013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5384374247649738013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5384374247649738013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/09/birmingham-pillow-fight-flashmob.html' title='Birmingham Pillow Fight Flashmob'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-5455364608591070482</id><published>2007-09-10T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T02:34:08.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worshipping the Bull!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/fFkNIqJyR28' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/fFkNIqJyR28'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a summary of what will I be doing in Birmingham for the upcoming semester. :D *big grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-5455364608591070482?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/5455364608591070482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=5455364608591070482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5455364608591070482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5455364608591070482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/09/worshipping-bull.html' title='Worshipping the Bull!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-4869864909808934167</id><published>2007-08-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T03:50:36.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me?</title><content type='html'>This is a post! You guys are excited aren't you?! Nah...I think you guys must have been bored with me not updating much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The no.1 reason I am updating is because I can't sleep! Just came back from gym an hour ago. The one thing I do not like about excercise at night is, I get more active and awake! Caffeine makes me sleepy and excercise wakes me up. I think I need to do a full body check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reason is, I promised to update about Italy. Which i haven't been! So now, a little snippet of what happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third is because I just happen to stumble across to someone's blog. And she tagged me. The name is Robber's daughter. I guess most of you should have guessed who's that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Italy we go!&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Italy was quite sudden actualy. Well, not really. We did thought of going together months ago. Oh, by together I mean another two of my singaporean friends. So we did not actually plan when we're going. All of it happen few days before I head for Italy. All flights, train, accommodation booked three days before departure! Lucky shit all the flights are still cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually planned to do a short 5day trip. But unfortunately, the flight ticket back on the 5th day cost a bomb! We calculated that we could use the money and stay for another two days, and going back two days later is cheaper. This is how cheap it goes. 5th day flight back cost Euro180. 7th day flight back cost Euro19.90! Well of course, a month later it cost Euro0.01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnHK8lijSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gLd3cok4Y4o/s1600-h/Italy+2007-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnHK8lijSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gLd3cok4Y4o/s320/Italy+2007-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100827043849997602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left: ZhiWei, JiaMing &amp; Me!&lt;br /&gt;We had to stay overnight in the airport before our flight. Because the flight is at 9am! And the airport is in London's outskirt area. We took train to London from Birmingham at 8pm. Reach the airport around 11.50pm. And lepak around the airport for 9hours before flight. This is what you do to save money on flights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we landed in Galileo Galilei Airport in Pisa. Being in Pisa, our first destination is of course the famous leaning tower of Pisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Know: That the leaning tower is actually a bell tower for the cathedral?! Well, I didn't know that! I thought its just some tower like Eiffel Tower or KL Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuclijTI/AAAAAAAAADY/YyZYj5kkZSM/s1600-h/Italy+2007-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuclijTI/AAAAAAAAADY/YyZYj5kkZSM/s320/Italy+2007-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834250805120306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the brick wall and the gate wall entrance to La Piazza del Duomo. Which basicly means The Public Square of the Dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuclijUI/AAAAAAAAADg/pXrcN78liLE/s1600-h/Italy+2007-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuclijUI/AAAAAAAAADg/pXrcN78liLE/s320/Italy+2007-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834250805120322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the La Piazza del Duomo. The building on the most left with the orange roof dome is the baptistery. The building in the middle with the tiny dome is the Cathedral. The one being far right is of course the tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuslijVI/AAAAAAAAADo/gQ5uGmqTzb0/s1600-h/Italy+2007-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNuslijVI/AAAAAAAAADo/gQ5uGmqTzb0/s320/Italy+2007-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834255100087634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the upclose of the baptistery. The architecture is just amazing! I think they're replacing the roof as there is no roof tiles on the other side of the dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNu8lijWI/AAAAAAAAADw/rGNRMWh03i0/s1600-h/Italy+2007-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNu8lijWI/AAAAAAAAADw/rGNRMWh03i0/s320/Italy+2007-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834259395054946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the leaning tower itself. You can see quite clearly its leaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNu8lijXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z9hdHTaha5A/s1600-h/Italy+2007-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnNu8lijXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z9hdHTaha5A/s320/Italy+2007-17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834259395054962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the upclose view of the cathedral's dome. This one I think they're trying to do something with the dome also. It looks like the portion of baptistery's dome without the roof tiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnRB8lijYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KTUJtlv3iqw/s1600-h/Italy+2007-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnRB8lijYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KTUJtlv3iqw/s320/Italy+2007-23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100837884347452802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This building is also part of La Piazza del Duomo. This is the Monumental Cemetery. I wanted to go inside, but we didn't have much time to spend. I wanted to enter the baptistery too, but time forbids me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTZ8lijZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QrJTg-JHJVs/s1600-h/Italy+2007-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTZ8lijZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QrJTg-JHJVs/s320/Italy+2007-27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100840495687568786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just some of the architecture at the main entrance of the cathedral. I just love the arcs and the beams and the wonderful carvings on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTZ8lijaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q_ngPBkKKQk/s1600-h/Italy+2007-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTZ8lijaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q_ngPBkKKQk/s320/Italy+2007-30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100840495687568802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at one corner inside the cathedral. I think it is someone's tomb. Why didn't I check out what is that? I tried! Everything is in ITALIAN! ME NO SPEAK OR READ ITALIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaMlijbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aBI2BWqcigo/s1600-h/Italy+2007-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaMlijbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aBI2BWqcigo/s320/Italy+2007-34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100840499982536114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the paintings hung on the wall of the cathedral. It's quite a huge drawing really! I think its like a 300inch TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaclijcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WNFHcoLoAy8/s1600-h/Italy+2007-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaclijcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WNFHcoLoAy8/s320/Italy+2007-36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100840504277503426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my poor brother. He tried to steal a chocolate bar for me, and got cought. This is Jesus! not my brother! I don't need to explain further do I? Its at the main altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaslijdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1jCUe4-A3MQ/s1600-h/Italy+2007-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnTaslijdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1jCUe4-A3MQ/s320/Italy+2007-38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100840508572470738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of silence please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUb8lijeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GnilA3nwm3Y/s1600-h/Italy+2007-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUb8lijeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GnilA3nwm3Y/s320/Italy+2007-39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100841629558935010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some "pondok" of statue in the cathedral itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcMlijfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cQ8H4tKIvjc/s1600-h/Italy+2007-44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcMlijfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cQ8H4tKIvjc/s320/Italy+2007-44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100841633853902322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tomb of somebody again. Don't know whos! Don't Ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcclijgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jMoc9CGZ79I/s1600-h/Italy+2007-46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcclijgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jMoc9CGZ79I/s320/Italy+2007-46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100841638148869634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view of the hall in the cathedral. Saw the girl in cyan? She was wearing a white spaghetti top and a cyan skirt. The cathedral are quite strict, so she had to wear something like a mantel piece made of paper to cover the "exposed" part of her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcslijhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/38XEn2UVJxk/s1600-h/Italy+2007-49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcslijhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/38XEn2UVJxk/s320/Italy+2007-49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100841642443836946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to the tower. This the view halfway going to the top of the tower. The building on the right clad in white marble is the cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcslijiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PbbpqtNiKz4/s1600-h/Italy+2007-65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnUcslijiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PbbpqtNiKz4/s320/Italy+2007-65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100841642443836962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from top of the tower! This is the town of Pisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnY0clijjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FsywHW4BPhI/s1600-h/Italy+2007-72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnY0clijjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FsywHW4BPhI/s320/Italy+2007-72.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100846448512241202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the flag of Pisa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnY0slijkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TD4AhMVgQP8/s1600-h/Italy+2007-74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnY0slijkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TD4AhMVgQP8/s320/Italy+2007-74.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100846452807208514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the down I go from the tower. The people working at the tower are quite rude I must say. This is a real bad first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that visiting the tower we rushed towards the train station to catch an hour and half train to Florence. I didn't take much picture after the tower because I was quite exhausted because I haven't slept the night before. When we reached Florence, we had trouble finding our B&amp;B. We somehow manage to find it, but its out of the human congested city area so another 20min bus (We didn't know how to get there by train just yet, the train would take 5min only) to our B&amp;B. I must say, the owner of the B&amp;B is very very very friendly and nice! He showed us to an awesome restaurant! Which is cheap and suprisingly good! That is when I had my very first true italian Risotto with Porcini mushroom! So smooth and delicious! A very comforting food I must say. Sort of like Italian porridge really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes my first day in Italy. I'll come back with more pictures for the rest of the trip kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the tagging thingy...Not the usual thing I would do. But well, I'll just do it for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 people you love. (excluding family members)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friendship love, not love you till I want to marry you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tan Hyon-Xhi&lt;br /&gt;2.Tan Ju Jin&lt;br /&gt;3.Tony Gan Tze Yee&lt;br /&gt;4.Edward Lim Wee Yang&lt;br /&gt;5.Foo Chee Liang&lt;br /&gt;6.Roger Yang&lt;br /&gt;7.Tan Swee Ling&lt;br /&gt;8.Sharmila Naidu&lt;br /&gt;9.Ada Chee Chui Mei&lt;br /&gt;10.Law Teck Ree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tan Yee Hou and Tan Ken Seong in the list too. No one says you can only have 10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 things you want to do before you die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Get my diving license&lt;br /&gt;2.Backpack around europe (Well, trying to this before I graduate!)&lt;br /&gt;3.Visit Hawaii and learn to surf&lt;br /&gt;4.Sky Diving&lt;br /&gt;5.Snow Boarding&lt;br /&gt;6.Learn to cook as many Italian dishes I can&lt;br /&gt;7.Overnight in a forest full of snow (In Swiss alps or Russian territory)&lt;br /&gt;8.Climb a mountain with full gear!&lt;br /&gt;9.Learn to swim in the sea (Yes. Laugh ahead. I do not know how to swim)&lt;br /&gt;10.BUUNNNNNGGGEEEEEEEE!!!!! and Hang glidding!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 things you cannot live without.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Music&lt;br /&gt;2.My Laptop&lt;br /&gt;3.Money (Like Doh!)&lt;br /&gt;4.Real good food&lt;br /&gt;5.Meat&lt;br /&gt;6.Coke&lt;br /&gt;7.Sleep (who the hell can live without sleep?)&lt;br /&gt;8.My glasses/contact lens (I hate not being able to see clearly)&lt;br /&gt;9.Mobile phone (though I don't call or msg much. But it is more of a sense of security)&lt;br /&gt;10.Magazines (educational ones of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 things you Love about your country.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The cheap but oh so delicious food&lt;br /&gt;2.The mamak stalls&lt;br /&gt;3.The ramly stalls (Specially Adi's and southern park's 7-Eleven there)&lt;br /&gt;4.The beautiful beaches in the east (Though I have not been to one)&lt;br /&gt;5.All the races together-gether ma!&lt;br /&gt;6.STAR school which gave me superb secondary year!&lt;br /&gt;7.The true malaysia language! (which consists of malay, mandarin, cantonese, hokkien, tamil and english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Annek Lai! Ta pau one roti canai! Milo ais KAU satu!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.The ridiculous amount of public holiday the government gives&lt;br /&gt;9.The illegal fireworks&lt;br /&gt;10.The pirated vcd seller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 bad habits.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Digging my nose when no one's around&lt;br /&gt;2.Procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;3.Unorganized&lt;br /&gt;4.Throwing clothes all over&lt;br /&gt;5.Can't keep my leg still (Its either shaking or kicking or doing something)&lt;br /&gt;6.I swear way too much, even in public (Though I have been able to control my self better now)&lt;br /&gt;7.Loves to burp (Sorry! But it really makes me feel much better!)&lt;br /&gt;8.Giving silent bomb a.k.a fart (particularly to family members and male friends)&lt;br /&gt;9.Doesn't finish up any food that taste bad on my taste bud&lt;br /&gt;10.I just need to chew on something, or anything. (I actually chewed spoiled a Pilot G2 pen, my friend Denny witnessed that horror back in college)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 attitudes that turns you off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Arrogance&lt;br /&gt;2.Two face bastards&lt;br /&gt;3.Boasting&lt;br /&gt;4.People who do not stick to their words&lt;br /&gt;5.Player(Is that an attitude or not? anyhow I do not like this!)&lt;br /&gt;6.Getting mad at insignificant things&lt;br /&gt;7.Vengeful doings (thoughts is alright, but the doing is shit)&lt;br /&gt;8.I can't think already...Can I stop?&lt;br /&gt;9.__&lt;br /&gt;10.__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 words to describe yourself. (5 good and 5 bad)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Patience(In certain aspect)&lt;br /&gt;2.Impatience(In certain aspect)&lt;br /&gt;3.Shy (towards strangers)&lt;br /&gt;4.Coward (Certain things, like asking strangers stuff. Breaking the rules, like cutting a queue or not buying ticket for a train ride)&lt;br /&gt;5.Nice maybe? (I try to be nice even when that someone does something bad to me)&lt;br /&gt;6.Sarcarstic&lt;br /&gt;7.Obedient&lt;br /&gt;8.Rebellious&lt;br /&gt;9.Short Attention Span (At certain things/aspect)&lt;br /&gt;10._______(Someone fill this in will you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 favourite bands.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does it really have to be a band? Don't Care!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Feist&lt;br /&gt;2.Travis&lt;br /&gt;3.Patrick Park&lt;br /&gt;4.Jacob Golden&lt;br /&gt;5.Architecture in Helsinki&lt;br /&gt;6.The Beach Boys&lt;br /&gt;7.Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;8.Nada Surf&lt;br /&gt;9.Phantom Planet&lt;br /&gt;10.Alexi Murdoch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 most prized possessions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My iPod (It goes wherever I go to)&lt;br /&gt;2.My Laptop (This is my connection to the outside world "Malaysia" when I'm in UK)&lt;br /&gt;3.My Bagfull of cameras&lt;br /&gt;4.My 70+ coke bottles/can from various country&lt;br /&gt;5.A boxfull of memorable item from young till now&lt;br /&gt;6.All my birthday gifts&lt;br /&gt;7.My smelly pillow! (MUAKAKAKAKA!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8.The mini towers from different countries (I don't have KL tower and Petronas twin tower yet, any givers?)&lt;br /&gt;9.My external harddisk full with pictures and memories (Can't afford to lose this, this is why I have multiple harddisk)&lt;br /&gt;10.That's all I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 people to tag.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Hyon-Xhi (I think you've been tagged already but I just need to fill in the blanks!)&lt;br /&gt;2.Chee Liang&lt;br /&gt;3.Yee Hou&lt;br /&gt;4.Ken Seong&lt;br /&gt;5.Ada Chee&lt;br /&gt;6.Sook Yan&lt;br /&gt;7.WHO ELSE?! I can't think of who's got blog that reads my blog!&lt;br /&gt;8.OH! Qi Guang!&lt;br /&gt;9.Errr...&lt;br /&gt;10.If you're reading this and you've got a blog. Just do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Hope you guys enjoy reading the long long long long long post! Till then! NITE! Don't Miss Me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-4869864909808934167?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/4869864909808934167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=4869864909808934167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/4869864909808934167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/4869864909808934167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-me.html' title='Miss Me?'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RsnHK8lijSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gLd3cok4Y4o/s72-c/Italy+2007-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-4066142639861865742</id><published>2007-06-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:41:43.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement Day.</title><content type='html'>One second, it seems to me like a Peta, Tera, Giga, Mega, Kilo of seconds! HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I do to make time run faster. Blog-Hopping. Friendster-stalking. Facebook-stalking. Look at pictures. Whinning at myself. Bla Bla Bla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?! I'm waiting for my appointment for 1520 hour with my tutor to collect my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 papers. 2 badly done. One I am so afraid that I'll fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking friend called me at 12pm to tell me the results of someone else. Whom have failed the paper which I'm so afraid to fail. And for your info, he's smarter, much smarter than me. And overall results isn't as good too. If he's got such kinda marks, how the fuck am I going to get my MEng offer?! KNNBCCB! MY MIND IS SO FUCKING MESSED UP! I NEED THE RESULTS FAST TO LET ME CALM DOWN! WHY THE FUCK DO WE HAVE TO MAKE APPOINTMENT TO GET RESULTS?! ARGGHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUCKING WEATHER HERE ISN'T HELPING A BIT AS WELL!!! GGGGRRRRR!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-4066142639861865742?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/4066142639861865742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=4066142639861865742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/4066142639861865742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/4066142639861865742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/06/judgement-day.html' title='Judgement Day.'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-6075660015942321371</id><published>2007-06-21T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:11:12.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/Rnm0BAhGxaI/AAAAAAAAADI/4JKRP13Cz3w/s1600-h/_MG_1177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/Rnm0BAhGxaI/AAAAAAAAADI/4JKRP13Cz3w/s320/_MG_1177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078287984248669602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Italy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be a backpack trip, but it isn't so. Definitely have the feeling! We ate too much good food to be considered as a backpacker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with more details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-6075660015942321371?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/6075660015942321371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=6075660015942321371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/6075660015942321371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/6075660015942321371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/Rnm0BAhGxaI/AAAAAAAAADI/4JKRP13Cz3w/s72-c/_MG_1177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-6741774519177618044</id><published>2007-06-09T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T10:08:32.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update! Update!</title><content type='html'>HIYA FOLKS! Missing me?! Awww... You guys shouldn't have! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no procrastinating blogging now since I'm pratically super duper free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I've got my final year project settled! I am to make design a system and possibly built a mini-scale installation for synthesis of liquid diesel fuel from synthetic gas (syngas)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never thought I would choose that, but it does looks very interesting to me. Loads of chemistry going to be involved this time though. I've always loved chemistry but gave up because I am just bad at it. I think, now is the time for me to brush up my chemistry skills, and might as well learn to be better in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know few of you out there who actually excel in chem. I am going to hunt you down when I'm in need of consultation! Specially those have taken A-Level chem or doing Chemical Engineering or anything chemistry related! Not love chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...I've been complaining to every single person that i'm bored after the exams! Looks like i'm not going to be from tomorrow onwards! I mean today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th June - BBQ at park!&lt;br /&gt;11th June - Might be going to Stratford-upon-Avon. (Birthplace of Shaky Shakespear!)&lt;br /&gt;12th June - The Vale Festival. (Live bands, music, games, drinks, alcohol from 12pm-2am! AND! I can't believe that my work is going onto a postcard for sale! Won't be getting any revenue from it though, all proceedings goes to charity!)&lt;br /&gt;13th-17th June - Might just be going away somewhere with couple of guys.&lt;br /&gt;18th June - Another photo exhibition with end of year photography society social!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit...I thought it'll be more than that. Holy cow. I am clueless of what to do after 18th June. Most of the guys would have be back in Malaysia by 16th June. Some others leaving at 23rd June. But that's it. All back to their home sweet home. Oh wait, Darren is here! But wait, URGGHHH!!! WE TWO GAY FUCKS?! KNNBCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving to my new place during 1st July! YAY! WHEEE!!! Did I mentioned I have an apple tree at my front door??!! WHHEEEE!!! Granny Smith apple shall not have its reign over the green apples anymore! It shall be Grandpa Guan's apple at your local market, supermarket, hypermarket, and ULTRA MARKET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, this is one thing I hate about moving home, loads to pack. I've been living in different places almost every single year since Form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just got back from watching Ocean's Thirteen. The movie was, alright. I prefer the previous one. I think I'm starting to love The Simpsons! Know Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RmoLPAhGxZI/AAAAAAAAADA/Kiw56S29QG0/s1600-h/09062007019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RmoLPAhGxZI/AAAAAAAAADA/Kiw56S29QG0/s320/09062007019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073880282651084178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos..time to sleep! TA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-6741774519177618044?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/6741774519177618044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=6741774519177618044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/6741774519177618044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/6741774519177618044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/06/update-update.html' title='Update! Update!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RmoLPAhGxZI/AAAAAAAAADA/Kiw56S29QG0/s72-c/09062007019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-294292407943843558</id><published>2007-06-06T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:25:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hip HOOOORRAAAYYY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Guess what???!!! My...............EEEEEEEEEEE........XAMSSSSS OVER!!!! WOOOTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those I hate before my exams past, I now free you from my hatred. You are no longer hated by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOTTT!!! Though I think A particular someone is hating me now, cuz he's not done with exams yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams went...okay i think. 8 papers. 6good. 2bad. Hopefully I'll pass the 2 bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I think something's going wrong with my head. I'm so god damn into Folk music these days! Feist, Kate Walsh, Brandi Carlile, Jose Gonzalez, The Weepies, Turin Brakes, Leonard Cohen, Joshua Radin, Mazzy Star and Joanna Newsome. Aren't they all just bunch of great artist/bands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to go make my blueberry frenchtoast! BREAKFAST TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-294292407943843558?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/294292407943843558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=294292407943843558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/294292407943843558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/294292407943843558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/06/hip-hip-hoooorraaayyy.html' title='Hip Hip HOOOORRAAAYYY!!!!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-5089969736055040831</id><published>2007-05-28T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:42:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Year Project.</title><content type='html'>In the midst of all the exams. I have to decide which fucking project I want to do for my final year! Can't they fucking give us do it at a better time?! KNNBCCB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they gave us a total of 153 different type of project to choose from. Out of the 153, I am only interested with 4?! Like WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person could do one specific project?! Damn fuckers...It means first come first serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four interest are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Optics for Nanotechnology&lt;br /&gt;2. Nanogears&lt;br /&gt;3. Flapped Wing Vehicle (Ornithoptor)&lt;br /&gt;4. Modelling the growth of jawbone in 3D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been interested in doing nanotechnology related stuff. This would be my chance to be involved! But it is not easy, we will have to go through interview with the lecturer before we get the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emailed Prof. Prewett, the one in charge of Optics for Nanotechnology. As the title says so, it is regarding optics in nano-scale. The number one reason for me to go with this is because I will be working alongside as an assistant to the researcher. Then my work will be published in a book in 2008! This is a super chance for CV, and a great learning experience. But as nice as it may sound, its not easy to get. The professor himself is in the founder board of Institute of Nanotechnology. Hopefully he'll think that I'm capable of doing the project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nanogears, I will be fabricating real nano-scaled gears and test it in a nano gear box in a state of the art clean room! HOW COOL IS THAT?! Though this is my second back up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flapping Wing Vehicle. Yes, a vehicle that flaps its wing and fly like a bird! I've always wanted to build my own plane and fly. Been dreaming of it since I was a kid with LEGO in hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modelling the growth of jawbone, this will help any doctors greatly if they were to estimate how one's jawbone would grow. Or how should you replace the jawbone. Always wanted to be into medicine, but too bad I suck at bio. Biomechanical sounds nice though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed if I don't get any of the above project! Because the others are just plain boring! HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-5089969736055040831?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/5089969736055040831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=5089969736055040831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5089969736055040831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5089969736055040831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/05/final-year-project.html' title='Final Year Project.'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-7316683639409477788</id><published>2007-05-25T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T12:20:07.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I...NEED...SLEEP...</title><content type='html'>My biological clock, I can say... I've screwed it up badly. And I mean it. BADLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit of waking up at weird times. Let's say for today. My exam is at 9.30am. I slept at 11.30pm. Woke up at 2.50am. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with me?! For the past two exams, I can't sleep for more than 3-4hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse result of screwing my biological clock? I fell sick. And no, you do not want to be sick during the exam period! But luckily I recovered quickly. Many thanks to those who were trying to feed me their mountains of medicine when they got to know I'm sick, but I am pretty capable of eating my own medicine! Mine is as good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the day/night shift is not helping me now! I mean seriously, day and night seems to go by so fuckingly fast! These days, the sun sets at about 9ish... And it gets later and later as weeks past until the end of summer. The sun rises at about 4.30ish everyday, and it gets earlier as weeks past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, usually during the sunset back at home. You get to see the sky in a very dark blue and the tinniest hint of light around 7.30pm right? Now I get these around 9.30pm. Also, you usually get to see the tinniest hint of light and the dark blue sky around 6.30am right? Now I get these about 4.30am. Holy crap, now I look out the window, I can see the dark blue sky already. Its only 3.47am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've been treating myself to new music these days. Stress release strategy! Thought that the few of you who shares my taste of music would want to know some great new/old music out there! And really, it is really hard to find Malaysians or should I say Asians that have almost the same taste of music as I do! I'm not saying there isn't one. But definitely not in Birmingham. What's the point of having so many gigs here when you can't find one to go with you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The List!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jem - Maybe I'm Amazed (The O.C fans should know this. Season 1 Finale, the wedding)&lt;br /&gt;2. Finley Quaye &amp; William Orbit - Dice (Again The O.C. During the countdown in Season 1)&lt;br /&gt;3. Spoon - The Way We Get By (The O.C again. Can't remember which scene!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Bettie Serveert - Certainlie (I seem to have listen to this before somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;5. Bettie Serveert - Hell = Other People&lt;br /&gt;6. Maria Taylor - Song Beneath The Song&lt;br /&gt;7. Maria Taylor - The Ballad Of Sean Foley&lt;br /&gt;8. Maria Taylor - My Own Fault&lt;br /&gt;9. Maria Taylor - Clean Getaway (I'm gonna name more from her. But download her whole album if you like not too fast paced emo alternative)&lt;br /&gt;10. Bell X1 - Flame&lt;br /&gt;11. Mark Ronson Ft. The Daptone Horns - God Put A Smile On Your Face (My favourite Coldplay song covered by mark ronson, this is the none lyrical version!)&lt;br /&gt;12. Mark Ronson Ft. Lily Allen - Oh My God (OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE LILY ALLEN SINGING KAISER!)&lt;br /&gt;13. Travis - My Eyes (Travis wonderful new album!)&lt;br /&gt;14. Travis - Big Chair&lt;br /&gt;15. Joanna Newsome - This Side Of The Blue&lt;br /&gt;16. Feist - Mushaboom (FEIST IS MY NEW LOVE)&lt;br /&gt;17. Feist - 1234 (One Two Three Three more tell me that you love me Feist. Check this music video out on youtube. Its AWESOME!)&lt;br /&gt;18. Feist - My Moon My Man (Very catchy tune to me! Check this video too! I'd have to say its kinda like OK GO's treadmill video, but this is on flat moving escalators in airport.)&lt;br /&gt;19. Feist - Inside and Out (If You Dig BeeGees, You'll Dig This. It's a cover of BeeGee's classic and sounding awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;20. Feist - I Feel It All (I feel you Leslie Feist! &lt;a href="http://www.listentofeist.com/"&gt;Listen to Feist!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, 20 songs for me being twenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I haven't been putting up picture on this dull blog. Let me make it more Lovely! Let me show you my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZXvUwiNdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uG3QP4AFWZM/s1600-h/feist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZXvUwiNdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uG3QP4AFWZM/s320/feist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068334901189817810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooppss...Ter-Feist pulak... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZXwEwiNeI/AAAAAAAAACY/3jilWpA4T9Q/s1600-h/Feist_newmain_ingrid_johansson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZXwEwiNeI/AAAAAAAAACY/3jilWpA4T9Q/s320/Feist_newmain_ingrid_johansson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068334914074719714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIKS! LAGI SATU?! Sorryla... She's damn good! Well...Hot also! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfo0wiNfI/AAAAAAAAACg/CfW77TXPfq8/s1600-h/Kidderminster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfo0wiNfI/AAAAAAAAACg/CfW77TXPfq8/s320/Kidderminster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068343585613690354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the entrance of the steam train station in Kidderminster. Sorry no pict of the Choo Choo Train in digital. Its in my another film camera, haven't got time to go develop it yet. I felt so HARRY POTTER-ISH! You know the cabin with doors? And the bouncy chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw guys, DON'T GO WATCH HARRY POTTER WITHOUT ME! I will be back around the time Harry Potter's new movie is launched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfpUwiNgI/AAAAAAAAACo/r5uEp00II0o/s1600-h/Kidderminster+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfpUwiNgI/AAAAAAAAACo/r5uEp00II0o/s320/Kidderminster+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068343594203624962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in a park near the riverside of Kidderminster. Severn River I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfqUwiNhI/AAAAAAAAACw/3nGqhwUaWZI/s1600-h/Kidderminster+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfqUwiNhI/AAAAAAAAACw/3nGqhwUaWZI/s320/Kidderminster+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068343611383494162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was somewhere random in Stourbridge, Black Country. This is one of the random meeting with people! I remembered I needed to go somewhere after all my assignments is due. I was wandering around Flickr the night before and joined a Flickr group called the Birmingham Flickrmeet! Yes, they meet up to go around! It just so happen that they were going to have an outing nearby the day after. So I decided to join them. I asked if anyone would guide me to the destination. No answer immediately, but in the morning someone replied in Flickr saying he could meet me at so and so if I reach there by so and so. So I quickly get ready and head over! For your info, I have not met them before, nor talked to them much. This is the most random thing I've ever done! But it was all great! Meeting people of all ages! People range from 20s-60s turned up! I'm thinking of starting one myself in Malaysia! Let's have Klang Flickrmeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfqkwiNiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iGwRBnd3RD0/s1600-h/Kidderminster+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZfqkwiNiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iGwRBnd3RD0/s320/Kidderminster+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068343615678461474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some glass quarter's in Stourbridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Now its time for me to get a nap!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-7316683639409477788?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/7316683639409477788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=7316683639409477788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/7316683639409477788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/7316683639409477788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/05/ineedsleep.html' title='I...NEED...SLEEP...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RlZXvUwiNdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/uG3QP4AFWZM/s72-c/feist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-2067015899496453419</id><published>2007-05-05T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:45:29.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...Maybe a little post?</title><content type='html'>BOOH! Surprise! Said I wasn't going to post, but hell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because I'm getting a break after my 5 reports was due and before stating my exam revision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, well I mean yesterday, I didn't sleep for like 31hours+!!! I was practically awake since 3rd May at 9am until 4th May 4.30pm! This is certainly my first record! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I spent most of the hours writting a report! From 9am-7am is the time I used to write the reports. Why take so long?! First thing is I have 3.5/5 reports left to write. Second thing is THE FUCKING CALCULATION IS A REAL PAIN IN THE ASS! I got a feeling I might, in the future design a car that may malfunction and explode like an atomic bomb when you ignite the engine. Think I should work with the terrorists maybe?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda reminds me when me and friends were talking about past time. Saying that if Mr.Taliban were to see how we play and handle fireworks, they would definitely sign us up for the front-line! Good ol' days aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, from 7am onwards i practically spent my time fooling around with the others, and catch up on a half hour nap. Not exactly half, someone woke me up and ask me if I need anything because she's heading towards the Uni! I'm half angry because she woke me up! Half not because she's considerate enough to know that some of us were camping in the uni and needed some food/motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After handing in our reports, its DIM SUM TIME! Off we go to the city! Reached chinese quarters! While buying the train ticket, a friend ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Eh Soo Guan. Teach me how to use the machine buy ticket!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "WOKAY DOKAY! Press Birmingham for New Street Station."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: *clicks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Okay...Then you got railcard or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Yea Yea! Of course got la!" *looks left and right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "We've taken so many times and yet not get caught not having railcard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *laughing my ass off* and *no comments*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *gets on the train*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainman: "Tickets please everyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainman to 1st Friend: "Sir, can I have your ticket please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Friend handed over and Trainman checks ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainman: Can I see your railcard please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Friend: I'm sorry but i forgot to bring! *the fact is that he doesn't have it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Trainman came over to 2nd Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checks ticket and asked for railcard again. Apparently they don't have any! You need a young person's railcard in order to get subsidised train fare! So all four of them get fined £20 each for not bringing/having a railcard! £80 pounds gone just like that! AHAHAHA! I'm laughing my ass off! Because I'm the only one who didn't get fined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they should learn their lesson not to simply break the law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we reach DimSum restaurant at 10.30am. Reached the door, BANG! The door was locked! WTF?! Not Open?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on by checking other restaurant in the quarters. None is opened yet?! Like what the hell?! Its 10.30am and no one is open yet?! This is definitely the most lazy chinese to start their business! Except for the chinese groceries store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't eat our DimSum till its 12pm. When we were in the restaurant at about 12.10pm we started ordering everything we want. THIS IS THE FUCKING LONGEST DIM SUM I EVER HAD TO WAIT! It took like half an hour before they started serving us! Its like they fly back to china to buy dim sum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stay long for dim sum because I had to rush back to The Guild to take care of the DarkRoom's shop hours! The photosoc's treasurer couldn't be able to take care of the shop due to some important work is up. So he asked me or the president to cover him. Shop hours is from 1.30pm to 2.30pm. I basically spent the whole hour chatting with the president. Very nice english girl she is I must say. Most english are very nice and friendly here but not the one from my course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 2.30pm. I spent my time in the darkroom developing film for shots I took with my ebay won Olympus Film SLR. It turned out so beautiful! First time ever I'm so satiesfied with the picture I took! Maybe because when you're using a film camera, you don't tend to simply shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my time in the darkroom till 4pm. Catch a bus back and reached home close to 4.30pm and off to bed I go after changing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I spent my 31+hours awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh guys, sorry bout the pictures. Will get them done asap. I will edit them in between breaks I take for my revision! Should be done by next week! Sorry ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-2067015899496453419?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/2067015899496453419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=2067015899496453419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2067015899496453419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2067015899496453419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/05/wellmaybe-little-post.html' title='Well...Maybe a little post?'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-2783639207507230377</id><published>2007-05-01T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T07:26:53.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy la...</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Birmingham! Though I'm too lazy to post anything...Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post something after my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, my blog will be going into a hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon! Well...After June 5th I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long guys! Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-2783639207507230377?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/2783639207507230377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=2783639207507230377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2783639207507230377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2783639207507230377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/05/lazy-la.html' title='Lazy la...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-1218699168088915444</id><published>2007-03-27T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:15:30.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM FUCKINGLY PISSED...</title><content type='html'>WHY THE FUCK AM I SO UNLUCKY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAME ALL THE WAY TO THE UNI AT 12 FUCKING AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...I TURNED ON MY OH SO TRUSTED THAT I LAID MY LIFE ON MAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT THING I NOTICED. "YOUR COMPUTER NEEDS TO BE RESTARTED. PLEASE HOLD THE POWER BUTTON TO RESTART"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOLLOWED THE INSTRUCTION.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;IT TURNED ON WITH A WEIRD STATIC SOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT KEPT SHOWING THE STUPID FUCKING APPLE SIGN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT EVER I DID DIDN'T MAKE IT ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT FUCKINGLY DIED ON ME ON MY FUCKINGLY LAST FUCKING WEEK OF THE FUCKING ASS FUCKING TERM!!! AND I HAVE LIKE 3 FUCKING DUE THIS FUCKING FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOODNESS...MY SWEET EXTERNAL MAXTOR BACKUP-ED ALL MY IMPORTANT. AS IN FUCKING IMPORTANT FILES. MY MEMORIES. MY WORK. MY MUSIC. MY LIFE. ITS IN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY ME THAT THE WORK THAT I NEEDED TO DO IS IN MY EMAIL AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE TRASHING MY COMP. ONE OF ITS MEMORY IS DEAD. I THOUGHT I WILL SURVIVE WITH THE LAST 512MB OF MEMORY LEFT. I'VE GOT A FEELING NOW THAT THE HARD DRIVE IS DYING ON ME AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORST THING IS. THE MEMORY THAT DIED IS THE HARDWIRED MEMORY TO THE LAPTOP. NOT THE ONE I ADDED. MEANING, FIXING THE PART OF MEMORY WILL COST A BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE THAT THE WHOLE FUCKING POST IS IN CAPITAL LETTERS IS BECAUSE I AM REALLY FUCKING PISSED, FRUSTRATED, PANIC, PRESSURED AND INSANELY IN NEED OF HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING OFF TO DO MY WORK NOW. HOPEFULLY SOME MIRACLE WILL HAPPEN TO MY MAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIRACLE ON ELECTRONICS? SEE HOW SILLY I AM NOW? ITS BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING MAC DYING ON ME MAKING ME CRAZY! NOW I NEED TO SLEEP IN THE UNI AND MAKE A TENT TO LIVE HERE FOR THE REST OF WHOLE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKkk!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-1218699168088915444?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/1218699168088915444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=1218699168088915444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/1218699168088915444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/1218699168088915444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-fuckingly-pissed.html' title='I AM FUCKINGLY PISSED...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-8151864357987137476</id><published>2007-03-04T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T04:29:27.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fatt Chai &amp; Chap Goh Mei!</title><content type='html'>Well...first of all. Wait hold on. I just realised this. I never wished on time do I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you guys will forgive me right? BETTER LATE THAN NEVER! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it goes. Happy Chinese New Year! and Happy Chap Goh Mei! Wait...I actually wished on time for Chap Goh Mei! WOOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously seriously like fucking seriously. I mean like seriously, miss the CNY I used to have back when I was still in secondary. I miss the dangerously crazy yet fuckingly awesome and fun fireworks we usually does. I miss running away from police as well as getting cought by police due to the huge fucking amount of fireworks we had. I miss the fun gambling that we do in every single one's houses. I miss the Lou Yee Sang/CNY dinner we do every year in restaurants. I miss driving around to people houses and collect ang pows. I miss a lot of fucking thing during CNY! I miss the fucking spirit of CNY! I miss the ding ding dong dong annoying CNY song played in almost every fucking shop/restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year, I'm pretty sure, isn't the same as usual for most of you. Well, I know it would be very different for most of my buddies. Hyon-Xhi, Ju Jin, Gan, Edward, Chee Liang, Sharmila. We use to hang out like almost every fucking day of the week despite of college or school. Nothing really stops us for doing stupid fun thing during CNY, and the rest of the less festive days. But this year it did. Distance, separated us. The pursue of our future separated us. But I guess, each of us will find our way through this CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I did have quite a bit of CNY celebration. But nothing compares to what I had before. 2 days before the CNY, I went for a CNY dinner organised by the Malaysian Society of University of Birmingham. It was good food (not great), and also some company of others. The others head back home for more alcohol but I didn't. Because I had to wake up early the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on chinese new year's eve. I head down to London, for some sort of "Re-union" dinner with my sister and her boyfriend. It was nothing much, but it was some nice good home cooked food. On CNY, I went to Selfridges for lunch just before I head back to Birmingham. I ate Char Kuey Teow! Oh my god, how I miss the Melawis's Char Kuey Teow with the extra LARD! Man, this reminds me of the days when I would send Ada back to hers after classes, and then me and Hyon-Xhi would head back home and pick up Gan for some Char Kuey Teow in Melawis. Good Ol' Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I reach back to Birmingham and had to rush for another CNY dinner. YES! That's like three dinners in three days! What a way to spent CNY eh? Filling ur stomach with good food. haha! I attended a dinner held by the Singaporean Society. I had to attend this dinner, more than half of the SingSoc committee is my friends. It was seriously a fucking huge dinner I must say. About 200ppl attended the dinner! It was seriously a successful plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner? Its the after-party of course! Everyone were suppose to head for IndieBar at first, but I don't know due to what. Everyone diverted to SoBar. Yea, like WTF? SoBar? I think they expect each of us to come out sobered from a bar? Hell No! Well, some of us did. These are the few picts taken from that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerHMAatJdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_588D1X9f_w/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerHMAatJdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_588D1X9f_w/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038058142251689426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: Zhi Wei&lt;br /&gt;Bottom (from left): Sabrina, Darren, Me, Francis, Tammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerIuQatJeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bk_u5-P-jZY/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerIuQatJeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bk_u5-P-jZY/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038059830173836770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAM SENG!!! First time ever I had SHOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJDwatJfI/AAAAAAAAABE/h_N8AguA9A8/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJDwatJfI/AAAAAAAAABE/h_N8AguA9A8/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038060199541024242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left: Adrian, U-Kwang, Darren, Heng Wei, Sabrina, Jia Ming, Me, Joseph, Zhi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJhQatJgI/AAAAAAAAABM/TWBFa8HtvJo/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJhQatJgI/AAAAAAAAABM/TWBFa8HtvJo/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038060706347165186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left: Sabrina, Chris, Jia Ming, Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJ7AatJhI/AAAAAAAAABU/XZOfrn_uhLE/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerJ7AatJhI/AAAAAAAAABU/XZOfrn_uhLE/s320/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038061148728796690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left: Tony, Me, Tammy, Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was fun. But it doesn't compares to what fun I used to have. I found that drunk people are really funny! But they can be very annoying at the same time! Oh, for the picts, thanx to Jeremy for taking all those picts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after that night, I fall sick. REALLY REALLY SICK. I had a massive headache and fever. I didn't go to class from tuesday till friday. I basicly spend my week on a bed. With some occassion of going to Uni for group meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, I was feeling very very much better. I went down to Reading with Darren, Adrian &amp; U-Kwang for some Malaysian Night. It was held by the Reading University Malaysian &amp; Singaporean Society (RUMSoc). You know, the Malaysia Night seriously seriously surprised me. They were really good. Well, not the food part. But it was the sketch they played. It was about a love story set before Malaysia gain its independence. They are really good at acting and as well as composing a very good story. It was really hilarious as well! Too bad I left my camcorder back in Malaysia. Else, you guys could see how good they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week, I didn't do much. I went for another Ball photoshoot. I'm just busy with loads of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday night, I got to know that my dad was admitted into hospital. Due to high blood pressure. He's now still in the hospital for further inspection. How do you tell your parents to stop eating unhealthy stuff? For example, Bak Kut Teh. My dad have at least 5 meal of Bak Kut Teh a week. Which is seriously not doing good for his health at all. How do you persuade your parent who is so hard headed? Anyhow, pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! ESSAY!!! GTG now...Too many essay to write! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;During these past two weeks. I learn some stuff I thought I would never learn. People that you thought you know don't seem to turn out like you know. People that you thought were innocent may not be so. People that you thought were evil may not be so. I made few new friends that I thought I would never be friends with. I despise some people that I thought I would be friends with. In a whole new world of strangers, true colours only shown when you get to know someone better. And time will tell that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My friend found his CAMERA! Means, ALL THE SNOW PICTURES! HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResqFQatJiI/AAAAAAAAABc/Iyufcc615Yk/s1600-h/_MG_0071_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResqFQatJiI/AAAAAAAAABc/Iyufcc615Yk/s320/_MG_0071_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038166877938722338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Darren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResqbgatJjI/AAAAAAAAABk/6eFhrvBP_-c/s1600-h/_MG_0065_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResqbgatJjI/AAAAAAAAABk/6eFhrvBP_-c/s320/_MG_0065_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038167260190811698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Joe's! A snow replica of my Uni's clock tower! Awesome eh?! Everywhere is Snowman, but we have Snow Clock Tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResrDQatJkI/AAAAAAAAABs/hHMBk6CozT0/s1600-h/_MG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResrDQatJkI/AAAAAAAAABs/hHMBk6CozT0/s320/_MG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038167943090611778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it should be on the December 25th! Not on the February 8th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of making Snow Angel!&lt;br /&gt;Step 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResrbAatJlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NUCaMN9abMk/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/ResrbAatJlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NUCaMN9abMk/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038168351112504914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold hands together at a distance apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/Resr4AatJmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TGOjXb303Z0/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/Resr4AatJmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TGOjXb303Z0/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038168849328711266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You jump and lay down on the floor! Then start moving your limbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RessBQatJnI/AAAAAAAAACE/prbtlKpLdzI/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RessBQatJnI/AAAAAAAAACE/prbtlKpLdzI/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038169008242501234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get up slowly. TADAH!! Snow Angel! Though mine looks more like Snow Pigeon. AHAHAHA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-8151864357987137476?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/8151864357987137476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=8151864357987137476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/8151864357987137476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/8151864357987137476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/03/gong-xi-fatt-chai-chap-goh-mei.html' title='Gong Xi Fatt Chai &amp; Chap Goh Mei!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RerHMAatJdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_588D1X9f_w/s72-c/IMG_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-7525238064999642577</id><published>2007-02-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:01:30.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa...</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa... I have not make any wishlist for my christmas. So, I'm going to make one for you for my BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...I'm going to be 20 in like 20days! I want to go back to the years I'm in high school!!! But oh well, gotta grow up anyhow I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming! My birthday is coming! My birthday is coming! My birthday is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes my wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Manfrotto 055PROB/190PROB tripod with 804RC2 head&lt;br /&gt;2. Canon EF 17-40mm F/4L lens&lt;br /&gt;3. Canon EF 24-105mm F/4L IS USM lens&lt;br /&gt;4. Canon BG-E3 battery grip&lt;br /&gt;5. A old goodie 35mm SLR Olympus OM2N&lt;br /&gt;6. A Leica M3 35mm SLR (I think this can only stay in my dream)&lt;br /&gt;7. 17" Apple MacBook Pro&lt;br /&gt;8. Apple iPod 80GB&lt;br /&gt;9. Nikon SB-26 Flash&lt;br /&gt;10. Canon Digital IXUS 850IS&lt;br /&gt;11. Canon EOS 30D&lt;br /&gt;12. A book titled "Life: A Journey Through Time"&lt;br /&gt;13. Fisheye2 Lomo!&lt;br /&gt;14. Books from Jamie Oliver&lt;br /&gt;15. Dine in Restaurant Fifteen!&lt;br /&gt;16. A book titled "The Photographer's Guide to Black &amp; White"&lt;br /&gt;17. LaCie 120GB Rugged Portable Hard Disk.&lt;br /&gt;18. Graduate with a 1st Class Degree!&lt;br /&gt;19. Own my own snowboard and go snowboarding in Scotland or the Swiss Alps!&lt;br /&gt;20. THE ULTIMATE WISH - A ticket to fly back to Malaysia this Christmas. Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...twenty wishes for my twentieth birthday! Well, you can't really expect people to grant you your wish don't you? I'll have to work for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current target now is to buy a goodie tripod. I need it for my photography work and for travel! How clumsy can I be that I  actually broke my tripod?! Good tripod = fucking expensive. But I guess its alright! Since I'm getting paid for taking pictures for ball/prom events! WWHHHEEEE!!!!! I didn't think I would GET PAID for that! All the time I thought that I am just doing a voluntary work! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to go cook! Sambal frjavascript:void(0)ied rice with egg, parsley, &amp; pancetta. Hehehe...Fusion of Malaysian with Italian. Owh..Pancetta is a kind of meat, something like the Italian version of bacon? But its way way way much nicer than english bacon! I shall end my main course with a nice dessert of Proscuitto di Parma with Figs. Yea, that's more like an antipasto. But who cares! Time for cooking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-7525238064999642577?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/7525238064999642577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=7525238064999642577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/7525238064999642577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/7525238064999642577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-2884894441668586149</id><published>2007-02-15T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:35:40.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See You In Another 3 Years.</title><content type='html'>First... Happy Valentines! Too bad no valentines for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 14th of February 2007 should be celebrated by couples around the world. But I must say, this day is sad and happy for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Hyon-Xhi. A very close buddy of mine. Left for New Zealand today at 9.15pm (GMT +0800). Its a real pity that he had to leave on Valentines, leaving his Valentine behind on the very same day. It must be very hard for her. I must say they're a very lovely couple indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM1kydSFvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pt7Q1Px4JvU/s1600-h/IMG_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM1kydSFvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pt7Q1Px4JvU/s320/IMG_0414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031424114839131890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a flashback...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994 - I first met Hyon-Xhi&lt;br /&gt;1995 - We started hanging out more than usual&lt;br /&gt;1996 - We became buddies and started hanging out like ALL THE FUCKING TIME.&lt;br /&gt;1997 - We were quite sad we didn't make it in the same class, but things haven't gotten worst! We still hang out like mad!&lt;br /&gt;1998 - WE GOT INTO SAME CLASS!! YAY!! It was definitely one of my favourite primary school years. We started playing Pokemon? AHAHAHA!!! and also Pro-Yo!&lt;br /&gt;1999 - We got into different class again. But it was alright, I miss the time we run around to each other's classes. Going to Klang Parade all the time for POKEMON again, and also for Pro-Yo.&lt;br /&gt;2000 - Time for secondary school. YAY! SAME SCHOOL! SAME CLASS AGAIN! We played like crazy! I remember going to Ju Jin's house every morning before classes to play Pokemon Card Game. It was seriously good fun. But we had a little big fight this year as well. It was all just misunderstanding over a stupid Pokemon Card. We used to spent the November &amp; December holidays together going to each other's houses and around. But this particular year we never hung out at all. It was definitely a sad holiday.&lt;br /&gt;2001 - We sort of forget about what happened and became buddies again. It all started with him starting to play basketball, and we played a game together and somehow start talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;2002 - We got into different classes again. But that didn't surprise me though, because my results was never good. That's my fault. But we had a crazy year. I remember the Genting trip we had. I farted right in front of Hyon-Xhi's face! HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;2003 - I will never forget the Chinese New Year we had this year. We started playing fireworks the"RIGHT STYLE". It was such fun we had. I remember I almost injured a motorist! :P At the end of the year, we went to Penang! What a wonderful time we had! All the food, the salty water and the crazyness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM6qidSFwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lFJbTN_27QY/s1600-h/PC300072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM6qidSFwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lFJbTN_27QY/s320/PC300072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031429711181518594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us in Penang, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 - Fireworks never seems to make us bored! I remember that we got cought by the police with tremendous amount of fireworks we had. I think we could blow up a house with it! But things never seems to stop us. We had a fireworks war! It was around 6-7 a side I think. And we started throwing fireworks at each other! It was fucking funny! But we lost the video, sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM8OCdSFxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fnaU3cx4fF0/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM8OCdSFxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fnaU3cx4fF0/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031431420578502418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang responsible for the Fireworks War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 - This is a very scary year. Its the year we choose to go to college or stay in Form6. I choose to go to college. Hyon-Xhi did as well. Luckily our friendship never changed. It only changed for the best. You know how people always say when you met you college friends you won't hang out with you old friends anymore. But luckily that didn't happened to both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 - The year that I left the country. I really hope that our friendship didn't change at all. Luckily, we still contact each other. Our friendship didn't change much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 - This is the year. Both of us are apart. Thousands of miles away. Separated by 13hours time zone. This year, we are very quite sure that we will not see each other for 3years. None of our holidays are the same. Maybe, during christmas if I could make it back during christmas we could have crazy days again! But I hope our friendship wouldn't change. Hopefully it will change for the best, not for the worst. Keep in touch my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this. I have known him for more than half my entire life! It's already 13years I have known you! Hopefully these years that we know each other and became buddies be more than 13years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long my friend, hope you enjoyed your days in New Zealand. I know you would prefer europe more. But I bet New Zealand will be as fun as well. You just need to discover it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-2884894441668586149?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/2884894441668586149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=2884894441668586149' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2884894441668586149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2884894441668586149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/02/see-you-in-another-3-years.html' title='See You In Another 3 Years.'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbcwKEDYWpo/RdM1kydSFvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pt7Q1Px4JvU/s72-c/IMG_0414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-259657158010648870</id><published>2007-02-14T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:30:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm In Dilemma. HELP ME!</title><content type='html'>Time past by so fuckingly FAST! I am now in the 5th week of my 2nd semester of Year 2. In 6 weeks time, I'll finish my Year 2 semester. Which means, I need to get a house for my Year 3 studies here! I don't know where should I stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a nice house and nice flatmates to stay with. More importantly, experience student life overseas. I'm spoilt with whom should I live with next year. Before this, I've already told my friend Darren that I will stay with him for Year 3. But now, I'm thinking twice if I should stay with him or not? We hang out a lot. And to be honest, he's like the only one came from the same college as me that I can actually talk to and hang out. But I'm now in England! Should I not try experience my life with strangers? You know, people always say you won't know someone until you lived with them. I'm afraid that I will have something that clash with him, and you know, having a fight with a friend whom is your housemate isn't good! You know how awkward that will be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I live with him, I will be living with another two guys coming from Malaysia, which I can't really talk or hang out with. I listed myself for housemate finding service provided for students. I've never actually thought people will reply. And today they did, they were asking if I would be interested to stay with them next academic year. I have not met them yet though, one of them is studying Medicine, and another is doing Chemical Engineering. Should I stay with these two totally strangers to me? And experience the student life overseas myself? Or should I stick with staying with my friend Darren and a couple of bunch of Malaysians and cut myself out of the English country? For those who are staying overseas should know its not easy making friends with English/White people. Unless, you are in a society or some sort of activities. If I would to take up the offer by these two total strangers, how should I tell Darren? I don't want him to feel like I'm ditching him because I wanna be with some English people. I don't want to make people think that I despise staying with Malaysians. HOW?! Please...Give me some comment! I would really appreciatte to know views from other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm gonna post some SNOW pict sometime soon! I'm gonna make a deal, no comment on this post, no SNOW pict. Fair enough? It seems so to me! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-259657158010648870?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/259657158010648870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=259657158010648870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/259657158010648870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/259657158010648870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-in-dilemma-help-me.html' title='I&apos;m In Dilemma. HELP ME!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-5066934415966244558</id><published>2007-02-03T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:10:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BEDAZZLED</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 3rd of February, 1.37am. I must never forget this FUNNY yet WEIRD and STUNNING moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Few minutes before the crime happens-&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to iTunes, and chatting away on MSN while surfing the net around.&lt;br /&gt;I then heard girls shouting. I looked out the window, wondering where the sound came from.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes then divert to the 2nd floor window visible from my room's window.&lt;br /&gt;Two girls were there, shouting at me. "WHAT IS YOUR NAME?!"&lt;br /&gt;And I replied.&lt;br /&gt;They shouted back "WHICH FLAT ARE YOU IN?!"&lt;br /&gt;And I replied.&lt;br /&gt;They just giggle their way around their flat.&lt;br /&gt;They then went away from the window, and so I went back to my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-During the crime moment-&lt;br /&gt;I then heard them yelling for me again. So I ask how may I help them?&lt;br /&gt;And then...they gave me a treat. I was like OMG!&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls, ask me to look at her and she pulled up her blouse, revealing her boobies to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF?! and I just can't stop laughing! ahahahaha! I think they must be drunk, or maybe they were playing truth or dare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..back to boobies. Errr...I mean to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-5066934415966244558?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/5066934415966244558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=5066934415966244558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5066934415966244558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/5066934415966244558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-bedazzled.html' title='I AM BEDAZZLED'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-8636721735094222911</id><published>2007-01-30T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:31:29.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated For Every Shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First and foremost...Merry Christmas! and Happy New Year! Well...belated that is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't got the chance to really blog about my last semester break here. As most of you who MISSED ME so much, although I asked you to not miss me, knows that I'm not able to go back to Malaysia. So, mummy made a deal with me for me to stay away from the devils.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is. To go on a Holiday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, my classes ends on the 15th December, 2006. On the Sunday of the week, I head down to my sis's bf's place, Bournemouth (pronounce as "bourne-muff" not "bourne-mouth"). Its situated down south of England, right next to the French Channel (or is it English Channel?). Google it yourself damnit! I was there for about a week and a half I guess?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn...I just love the beach (bitches too :p )! Look at this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/360918210" title="IMG_1846_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/160/360918210_2ec643efc7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look...the beach in Bournemouth. The water aren't that clean though. But the sound of waves and the smell of sea is so calm and relaxing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/360918548" title="IMG_1864_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/138/360918548_14b52de63b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's this row of huts by the beach. People buy these huts for thousands of pounds! Or rent? Hmmm... Anyhow, they spent so much just to get their white asses tanned during summer! Kinda fun though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh btw, did I mentioned that I spent my Christmas in Bournemouth? Well, I had a wonderful time there I must say! I successfully roast my very very first turkey ever! Well, it was a bit burned on one side. But look! Gimme your points!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/360921565" title="DSC06822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/140/360921565_73eaeef6d0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, give point to my turkey! Not my funny looking face! The pict was taken at the wrong expression moment! I've got good feedbacks from the others though! Oh, others...This is the others...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/360917249" title="IMG_1895_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/143/360917249_030edeb466_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, these are those that were in for the Christmas Dinner. Clockwise from the most left: Ricky(Sis's BF), My Sis(Soo Ling), I can't remember her name(She's wife of the guy in pink, they call her OT or something like that), Nicholas, and lastly Lawrence. They said my turkey was one of the best they ever ate! Or maybe, they just said so just to make me happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! My Christmas present! NYEK NYEK NYEK! I've got a...&lt;a href="http://www.flavourshaker.co.uk/"&gt;Jamie Oliver's Flavour Shaker&lt;/a&gt;! and also a French Language Starter Kit! Looks like I've got lots of things to do this year. Learning French &amp;amp; doing more cooking! WOOT WOOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, some of you may have heard about my trip to Barcelona. Sorry bout the late post up of pictures. I've been editing lots of the pictures, I haven't finish editing the whole thing yet. But I'll show you some of which I had done editing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392691" title="IMG_1913_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/137/359392691_47eb0eea32_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My first ever meal in Spain. And I've become addicted to it. Its seafood paella. I'm gonna try to cook this one fine day. Its so juicy, delicious, lickicious, yummylicious, scrumptious, lip smacking, mouthwatering, delicate food!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392717" title="IMG_1915_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/159/359392717_b3b7f15c2c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and my sis felt like munching something else as we're not really that full. So we choose to indulge ourself in some gelato! Oh btw, this is all on the first day I reached Barcelona. It was quite late by the time we reach. So we didn't really do much but just walked around the city. We stayed in an apartment situated at the very heart of the city. Its just a minute walk from La Rambla. Here! My pinkish looking but yet oh so gorgeous looking apartment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359391915" title="IMG_1963_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/126/359391915_b49fbcfdae_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really nicely decorated in the interior. But I won't put up much pict here. Check out my flickr site for more picts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the second day, we went about walking around to find bus to our planned destination. Quite a long walk just to find a bus though. This is some picts I took while walking to find where the bus stop is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359391938" title="IMG_1964_edited_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/129/359391938_a00d08fcc8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some walkway near some university.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392061" title="IMG_1979_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/148/359392061_28b3106b5c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Behold the mighty! errr...I don't know who!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took like almost an hour to find the bus stop actually. But the one hour walk was quite worth it. We saw things that would not be seen by taking busses. Specially for my sis, as for me, I just love taking photos. Our first destination using the bus was the La Pedrera(Casa Milà).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392106" title="IMG_1992_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/156/359392106_ec1c8f9b63_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This, is a side view of the La Pedrera(Casa Milà). All I can say about La Pedrera(Casa Milà) is that Pere Milà and his wife Roser Segimon commissioned Antoni Gaudí to construct a building on the boundary separating Barcelona from Gràcia, with the aim of turning the main floor into the family residence and leasing out rest of the dwellings. Owing to the way its façade appears to be carved out of rock, the Casa Milà was nicknamed La Pedrera, which means stone quarry. It was declared by UNESCO in 1984 as a World Heritage Site.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392129" title="IMG_1998_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/139/359392129_8a07e9e2df_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the few many archways corridor inside of La Pedrera(Casa Milà).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392173" title="IMG_2015_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/154/359392173_bb87e5f389_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rooftop of La Pedrera(Casa Milà), still under construction as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392316" title="IMG_2051_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/137/359392316_6775fbf02f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The view from inside of La Pedrera(Casa Milà).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392232" title="IMG_2020_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/125/359392232_112c8c5196_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The view from the rooftop of La Pedrera(Casa Milà).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392210" title="IMG_2019_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/152/359392210_1ad6b9861d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is some weird sculpture that was on the rooftop area. It appears to be somewhat like a medieval soldier helmet. Covered with green bottle glass I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then hop on the bus towards Temple de la Sagrada Família.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392465" title="IMG_2105_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/164/359392465_42433b8b42_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This cathedral is fucking huge I must say. And it is said the only cathedral in the world which is still under construction. The construction of this unique temple begain in 1882, and one year later Antoni Gaudí was appointed Project Director. He Worked on the project over 40 years until his death in 1926. The overall plan and his in-depth studies of the project, based on the use of innovative geometrical shapes of naturalist style are the cornerstones on which the current architects continue the work to this date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eight of the twelve bell towers of the façade, dedicated to the Apostles and having a height exceeding 100metres, are already built. The four belfries awaiting construction are those the Façade of Glory, the 170-metre central dome in honour of Jesus Christ, the Tower of the Virgin Mary standing at 125metre, and the Tower of the Four Evangelist. The Vaults of the main nave are finished , and work is focused now on the area of the transepts and the apse. From the very beginning, the only financing for building the Temple of the Sacred Family, came only from private donations such as churchgoers and devotees, and it continues on till today by many admirers. It is expected to finish construction by the year 2026.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392443" title="IMG_2090_edited_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/132/359392443_13c35962f1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I love this stained glass so much. The sun was shinning into the stained glass, leaving the interior of the church lit by colourful colours produced by the glass. Oh, I submitted this photo for a photo exhibition in the uni tomorrow, Tuesday! Hopefully I will win? WISH ME LUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392489" title="IMG_2122_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/140/359392489_d6d5b308a3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Temple de la Sagrada Família, we went to Park Güell. This is what you get when you enter the park! But that's not it...The real park starts above. See those small little mens above? Can't? I'll show you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392664" title="Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/144/359392664_68ac4d30b6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There! This is the view from above the park. It is above the pillar thingy in the previous picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll show you the view from the edge of the park!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392675" title="Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/136/359392675_0f65cbb0fc_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the view of barcelona. Well, a portion of it to be exact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392499" title="IMG_2140_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/130/359392499_fd0adbb787_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This place is like at the bottom of the park, at one of the corners. There were many holes on the wall. The one where the lady on the most right is. I don't know what it is, but lots of people kept going to sit on it and take photos. But it looks like to me its suppose to be flowers sitting in it rather than human.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that...TADAA! Futbol Club Barcelona!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392622" title="IMG_2198_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/161/359392622_f935a1600c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was down next to the pitch when I took the photo. The two men at the far end was grading the pitch I think. We weren't allowed to step on the pitch at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392616" title="IMG_2193_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/129/359392616_923df2da86_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saw the numbers on top of it? number 10 = You Know Who! Its Ronaldo of course! Well, I'm not much of a football fan, so I truly understand if some of you guys don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/359392651" title="IMG_2232_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.flickr.com/151/359392651_ba03ea320d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this is where they do the commentary thing. Cuz there is lots of plugs underneath the chairs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it! the summary of my first day in Barcelona! Well, not first day actually. The first and second day to be exact. Because the first day I reach barcelona, it was already 7pm. So I didn't actually manage to do much after that. Just had dinner and walked around a little. The places above that I visited is on the 2nd day. There is another day for me to cover in this blog, but I haven't manage to edit finish all the photos yet. So ermm...You guys have to wait ya?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhoos...time to go groceries shopping! Don't Miss Me aight?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/15478887-8636721735094222911?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/8636721735094222911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=8636721735094222911' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/8636721735094222911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/8636721735094222911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-belated-for-every-shit.html' title='Happy Belated For Every Shit!'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-3460100040298305816</id><published>2006-12-15T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:36:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last christmas...</title><content type='html'>I was blog hopping around before I plan to start on my stupidy report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy envy envy one blogger so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that he/she had isn't anything much, but I bet its everything in the world that he/she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought it was something I had, but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it, but it never let me to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small wishes that I made that really matters wasn't granted, Big wishes that I don't need is always granted. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say how you spend your new year, is how you will be spending it for the rest of the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, is undoubtedly the worst year I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out like how I spent my new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa...All I wish for is for a better year for me ahead. Give me something to look foward to. Someone to look foward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should face reality, Santa doesn't exists. They only appear in mall to give prezzies to lil' kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to write up report...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for people who are worried about my studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are. These are my results I've been getting lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy with it, except for the first test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourier Series(Maths) - 53%&lt;br /&gt;Laplace Transform(Maths) - 70%&lt;br /&gt;Linear Algebra(Maths) - Haven't got offical results yet. Hoping It'll be about 87%. Good feeling that it will. :)&lt;br /&gt;Fatique Analysis(Design Theory &amp; Calculation) - 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will get a Second Upper Class Degree. But, First Class would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Playing: Last Christmas by Jimmy Eat World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-3460100040298305816?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/3460100040298305816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=3460100040298305816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/3460100040298305816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/3460100040298305816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-christmas.html' title='Last christmas...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-2625389250671078418</id><published>2006-12-13T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:39:29.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thought...Many Songs...</title><content type='html'>3.00pm - End my Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm - Put on my iPod and walk to friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.32pm - My mind became so aware of the music. It hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three songs kept playing randomly on my iPod. &lt;br /&gt;It just hits me.&lt;br /&gt;Its like jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;Everything on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you into bits on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song No.1 - Running Up That Hill (by Placebo covering Kate Bush)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to hurt me, &lt;br /&gt;But see how deep the bullet lies. &lt;br /&gt;Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder. &lt;br /&gt;there's a thunder in our hearts, baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much hate for the ones we love? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, we both matter, don't we? &lt;br /&gt;You, be running up that hill.&lt;br /&gt;You and me, be running up that hill.&lt;br /&gt;You and me, won't be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song No.2 - If You Leave (by Nada Surf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave, don't leave now.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;Promise me just one more night.&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll go our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;We've always had time on our sides.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's fading fast.&lt;br /&gt;Every second every moment.&lt;br /&gt;We've gotta make it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch you once I touch you twice.&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go at any price.&lt;br /&gt;I need you now like I needed you then.&lt;br /&gt;You always said we'd still be friends, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave I won't cry.&lt;br /&gt;I won't waste a single day.&lt;br /&gt;But if you leave don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the other way.&lt;br /&gt;Seven years went under the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Like time was standing still.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows what happens now.&lt;br /&gt;You've got to you gotta say you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave.&lt;br /&gt;If you leave.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song No.3 - The World At Large (by Modest Mouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;If the world's at large, why should I remain?&lt;br /&gt;Walked away to another plan.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.&lt;br /&gt;I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the porch to have a thought.&lt;br /&gt;Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know where and you don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;But you still got your words and you got your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Walk along to another day.&lt;br /&gt;Work a little harder, work another way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.&lt;br /&gt;We'll float on maybe would you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Gonna float on maybe would you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days get shorter and the nights get cold.&lt;br /&gt;I like the autumn but this place is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.&lt;br /&gt;It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.&lt;br /&gt;The day's get longer and the nights smell green.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like songs about drifters - books about the same.&lt;br /&gt;They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.&lt;br /&gt;Walked on off to another spot.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got anywhere that I want.&lt;br /&gt;Did I want love? Did I need to know?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.&lt;br /&gt;Adding their breeze to the summer nights.&lt;br /&gt;Outside, water like air was great.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what I had that day.&lt;br /&gt;Walk a little farther to another plan.&lt;br /&gt;You said that you did, but you didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that starting over is not what life's all about.&lt;br /&gt;But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were so loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.35pm - Got home from Selly Oak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.34pm - Turn on my lappy and randomly play my tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.37pm - It hit me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song No.4 - Float On (by Goldspot covering Modest Mouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I backed my car into a cop car the other day&lt;br /&gt;And he drove off sometimes life's ok&lt;br /&gt;I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what did i say&lt;br /&gt;You just laughed it off it was all ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Alright already we'll all float ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fake Jamaican took every last dime with a scam&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it just to learn some sleight-of-hand&lt;br /&gt;Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands&lt;br /&gt;Good news will work its way to all them plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Alright already we'll all float ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both got fired on the exactly the same day &lt;br /&gt;Well we'll float on good news is on the way&lt;br /&gt;Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands&lt;br /&gt;Good news will work its way to all them plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;Now don't worry we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...tiny bit on my mind that matters lots. Don't bother bout the hidden emo-ness in this post. Just think about the great songs I mentioned. At least I know some people I know would appreciatte both. Till sleep do us part again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-2625389250671078418?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/2625389250671078418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=2625389250671078418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2625389250671078418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/2625389250671078418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2006/12/always-on-my-mind.html' title='One thought...Many Songs...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-116519939888582518</id><published>2006-12-09T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T09:45:08.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolllllaaaaatttteeeee......</title><content type='html'>This few days have been real fucking hectic days for me. This is how I make a full use of my day.&lt;br /&gt;On a weekdays...I will usually work my ass off. Ermm...Maybe with a little short trip to the city to get some groceries. Why do it on a weekdays? Cuz...weekends is just a pain in the ass to go shop for anything at all. I mean like seriously! The train services is not as frequent as it on weekdays. Its even worse on a Sunday! They will close a few station for upgrading purpose. Luckily my hall is fairly accessible by bus services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weekends, I will usually spend my time hanging about. Walk around. Its a really nice day to just get out and get yourself pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I did mentioned about me having a fucking hectic day right? You know why? I have only one weeks left for my semester. YES! I AM FINISHING MY FIRST SEMESTER OF YEAR 2! I just got here like two months ago? And I'm ending my first semester soon already. Anyways, everyone knows how a semester usually ends with? Exams, coursework, projects, and presentations. Well, I have lots to do with my project. I stayed in the University from day till night at 11pm. And I swear its fucking creepy to stay in the Uni till that late ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I stayed in the library till so late? Oh well, my projects due date is not far away. There's two project I'm working on now. One is due on the 15th December, another is on the 12th December. But I'm trying to get everything done by today (Friday the 8th) if possible. Well I mean I WILL MAKE IT POSSIBLE!!! YEAH BABAY!!! And...Most of it were done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two projects that I'm currently doing actually involves designing and drawings. The first part is of course, Design. Then Draw. The drawing part is giving me headache. Because I have to draw up some fucking complicated stuff using some software I haven't used before. Luckily, I took AutoCAD lessons when I was 16. That really helps a lot, all I need is just get my self familiar with the interface of the software. But drawing it, its another headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my project is about? I have two right? One is my Automotive module, and another is for my Computer Geometric Aided Modelling module. Ahahaha....You guys must be thinking what the fuck am I talking about now. Well, the first one is about cars. So, my project is to design a fucking CAR. Yes, a whole fucking car. We must consider the safety thingy, the calculation, the chassis of the car. And the best fucking thing that makes it even harder, is that there are only two of this type of car built in the world. Well, one was built by Ferrari, another is a prototype by Peugeot. And they expect us to design this car with no fucking resources?! Well, that's how hard my drawing is gonna be. I'm in charge of designing the wheels, disc brakes, suspension systems, and the axle of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The another project is much easier, but the hard part is the software. Because the software I'm using is different than what I'm using for the car design. This is a much more complicated software. But what I need to do is to design a Shaver. Yes, you do need Mechanical Engineers in designing the shavers as well. See how flexible a mechanical engineer can be? But well, a master of everything is master of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArrgghhH!!! STOP BLABBING BOUT WORKS!!!! Oh, last saturday...to take my mind off things. I decided to go for a walk and just shoot some pictures of the surroundings. So I walk along the canal from the university all the way to the city. It was about a fair 3.5km of walk involved there. It was fun really, really relaxing. There were loads of couples walking by the canal. Well, old and happy couples. I have some pict of it as well! Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_1739_2.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/314657174" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/101/314657174_3ca5b1864c_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack quack!!! The first sound I heard as I descend down the stairs to the canal. Cute right the duck?! Chee Liang...You wanna "sexxor" the duck? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_1745.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/314657086" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/107/314657086_8956aa0006_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A road sign. Or I should say, a canal sign. What's it for? Like duh! Showing you which side is to where la! My destination... Gas Street Basin, which is like 5km away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_1758_2.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/314656939" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/99/314656939_d37aee3c11_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...my friends...is why its so lovely to walk along the canal. Or maybe its just because I love to be somewhere near water source, like a lake, beach, river, or a canal like this. AND NOT *LONGKANG(the drain)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the walk, couple of guys called me to just hang out for the day and have lunch. So I went for lunch in Chinese's Quarters. Met a few friends. And...the guys was fucking hilarious. They were talking about chocolate fondue they had the night before (which I missed because I was too freaking tired). Then this guy explain about how chocolates can turn girls on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker: Eh...you know right, chocolate has special effects on girls wan you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker: You know, there's this chemical in the chocolate. They trigger the senses of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Trigger senses? So what? She'll get high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker: You know when they're high on the chocs, you just give them a nudge and just say "Eh...take of la...". She'll striaght say "Okay la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: AKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker: But but but!!! Must use good chocolate you know. There's this one chocolate brand called Godiva(if i didn't get it wrong) from Selfridges. This chocolate is damn good. It contains 70% cocoa in it. So the effect more "kau".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Woah! Expensive la the chocolates from Selfridges! Cannot use other chocolates meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker: You can la, but you know. The quality of the chocolates determine the quality of you know la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: WTF??!! AHAHAHHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF man?! This guy is crazy hilarious. After lunch, we were walking aimlessly. But it seems like most of us are heading towards Selfridges. AHAHAHHA!!! I was like are these guy gonna believe what he said?! And so, we walked to the chocolate section. OMG. OMG. OMG. The chocolate selection there is freakingly huge. I am so tempted. I took a small lil' box of chocolate wine truffles up. The box is prolly the size of a compact digital camera. It was beautifully packed. I wanted to try it so badly, it looks so darn delicious. I scanned around for the price.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Wine Truffles - £25&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! Seriously! WTF??!!! The box prolly weight only about 100grams! What a rip off man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those in Birmingham, you know what to get for me for christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Just now the Student Guild were having some events called the Mega Mix. Student Guild? Its like erm...all the societies and thing. You know how every Condominiums has it own clubhouse right? This is like the university version of the clubhouse, for the students. So yea, this events is run by a lot of societies in the university. There are hundreds of society in the university. So the events starts from Friday 7th December 6pm until Saturday 8th December 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My society, the PhotoSoc were having some photo exhibition of the member's works. I put up a photo of mine in the exhibition. There were some other activities going on tht night as well. There is Fashion Show, Jazz &amp; Blues, Rock Bands, &amp; Footballers getting waxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pulled in by a friend organising a charity event. She told me the footballers are getting waxed for charity. Thought I'd have a look. OMG...I can feel the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nokia073.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/317445893" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/129/317445893_9ef389810a_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...the Defender getting waxed in the armpit. OMG...UURRGHHHH!!! Pain weh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nokia070.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/317446070" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/130/317446070_2c110de5d6_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe Defender again...getting waxed in the leg. OMG.......I can feel how he feels. Bonnie(the girl in the pic) you are so evil. HOW CAN YOU WAXED HIM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...the worst one is. One of the footballers said tht he'll wax his crotch. YES. HIS  FUCKING PUBIC HAIR. OMG!!!!!!!!! THT IS DAMN FUCKING PAIN! Btw...the pict is not taken because I do not want to look like a fucking gay pervert. You can actually see his balls. Its fucking gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nokia075.jpg" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/317473609" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/144/317473609_35653d4688_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry wristband to the event! I feel like I'm in a theme park instead of going into a university. (BUGS = Birmingham University Guild of Students)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I guess for today...I'm getting headaches already. Haven't had a good nights sleep yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till sleep do us part...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-116519939888582518?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/116519939888582518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=116519939888582518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116519939888582518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116519939888582518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2006/12/chocolllllaaaaatttteeeee.html' title='Chocolllllaaaaatttteeeee......'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-116446534650564478</id><published>2006-11-25T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:35:46.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casino Royale...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, marked my first step into the casino. The main reason I went into the casino was because I heard it was opened by Lim Goh Tong. Yes! That old bugger that own the only casino in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I step into the casino. Oh btw, the casino is called Circus. Funny name for a casino eh? Anyway, the first step I took into the entrance was quite nice. I mean as in how it was presented. But the moment I step into the casino area, where the games begin. It was a dissappointment. I was expecting much of a... Las Vegas casino style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there watching my coursemates bet on the roulette. Btw, I thought roulette was a Russian thing right?! They call it the Russian Roulette right? But on the table they said it was American Roulette. Anyhow, that game is such a rip off. You either loose way too much. Or you win. But I guess the rate of losing is much higher. First they give you confidence by letting you win quite a lot. And then...POOOFF!!! You loose double, triple, quadraple, pendrable, hexdraple whatever!! The point is...You LOOSE REALLY REALLY A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then head for the BlackJack table. My hands started to itch, because I'm more familiar with blackjack than any other casino games. The heck, I know...Call me pussy or whatever. I'm not the gambling type aights?! I'm a dummy in gambling okay! Back to topic... My hand itched so I set myself a budget of £20. Yes, that is a lot in Malaysia Ringgit. But its quite small in the UK. And the minimum bet is £2. So £20 should be quite fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The round started of with me losing. Then I started to win again. And I lose. And I win. And I lose. And I win. You see? The game keep getting me stucked at £20. After a few more rounds, my luck started to change. I am winning! It was all luck really. I win everytime I feel like raising my bet. Not everytime though, most of the time. I was winning more than £20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at that moment. A friend of mine saw me winning and he feels like in the mood of playing as well. So he asked £10 worth of chip from me. Before that, I owed him about £30. It was because the other day I needed money to pay for the school trip to Coniston and I haven't got my account set up yet. And so he took the £10 worth of chip, now I owe him £20. My luck was still quite alright. The balance in my hand kept staying at about £30. He then needed another £10, because the card he was betting on, he split the card and so he needed to bet more. So this leaves me about £20 chips on my hand, and me oweing him £10!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he took the money from me, my luck started to change. I keep loosing and loosing. Till all £20 chips on my hand were sucked clean. No wait, I have one more 50pence chips! But that was no good. Because minimum bet is £2. So I kept the chip as souvenier instead! But fuck, when I think about converting the 50pence into Malaysian Ringgit, it worth a plate of fucking Chicken Rice to me! And I haven't eaten my dinner yet! I was fucking hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooss... I won 50penny from the casino. Ya I know, quite sad right? But I go there just for experience. I didn't loose any money, so I don't feel bad. It more like me taking out the money to pay back my friend really. Oh, I was really hungry. And I hated the casino, it smells like crap! I hate this kind of places. I don't like smoke smells, or to be exact, cigarettes smokes, it gives me headaches. I went out for a walk around the city and for fresh air. Seriously, the city here has fresher air than Malaysia. I mean Birmingham city, not London. London is fucking polluted. Oh, I was hungry right? So I went alone to the only Malaysian restaurant in Birmingham. As I have a strong crave for Malaysian food + I'm really hungry. So I ordered claypot chicken rice! YUMMY! and also TEH TARIK!. I feel so like I'm back in Malaysia already. But it cost me a bomb. Claypot chicken rice at £7.20 and teh tarik at £1.50.  Oh, this come the pist off side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while after I've ordered my food. A few guys who were still in the casino called me up asking where am I. And so they came and joined me for my dinner/supper. One guy came in and was like.. "Woah! You damn rich hurh come here and eat?!". That fucking set me on fire, but I didn't scold him. I was like whatever to him. But like fucking seriously?! Is spending money on food better or...losing your money in a fucking casino?. And for goodness sake, I'm not that greedy till I go to the casino for the free fucking food. I know you're trying to save money by going to casino and eat their free food. But don't you fucking judge me, because I know I am better than anyone in those casino. I don't mean better in studies, I suck in my studies. You know what I mean when I say I'm better than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Malaysia, I'm proud to be Malaysian. But, the Malaysians here make me fucking embarassed to be a Malaysian. They act like a anti-social, not that I'm very sociable. But definitely a gazzilion time more sociable than them. They act like a fucking JAKUN (someone from the jungle who haven't seen the world). I even got comments from people from other country about my Malaysian counterparts. This is what I get "Arrogant", "Rude", "Assholes"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for notice, I'm not saying all Malaysians here are acting like those I was mentioning. There are a FEW nice ones out there. But mostly are not. And I'm not saying that I'm nice or bad either. I don't care what you think about me. I don't fucking care who you are. I don't judge you. You don't judge me. The only people I care about how they think about me is my close friends. And friends that is worth being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...stop being in a frantic mode already. Oh, last thursday. I tried one new yummylicous recipe. I got the recipe from Jamie Oliver though. Did you know that he is my favourite cook? I'll give anything to be like him. Oh, since I told you guys he's my favourite cook. You should know what to get me for christmas right? Well..for a notice to you, I already have two book of his. "Jamie's Dinner" and also the latest "Cook With Jamie". I really want Jamie's Italy though. ekekekke. Or, maybe his Tefal series cooking utencils? Nyak Nyak Nyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, a pict for you to drool on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_1719.JPG" href="http://flickr.com/photos/54736525@N00/305664905" &gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/118/305664905_9b76652602_m.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a mushroom, potato and chicken cooked with wine. Looks yummy? And it really do taste yummy! According to my flatmate Omar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-116446534650564478?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/116446534650564478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=116446534650564478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116446534650564478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116446534650564478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2006/11/casino-royale.html' title='Casino Royale...'/><author><name>crescent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11968971877454777149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04625798805592708173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15478887.post-116433273920222666</id><published>2006-11-24T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:45:39.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you trustworthy? Yes. No. Think. Re-Think.</title><content type='html'>This hasn't been easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;It had been long.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;The smell of betrayal is still in the air.&lt;br /&gt;The trust given was mis-used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my full trust.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you even I haven't know you for long.&lt;br /&gt;But you take my trust for granted.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;I decide to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;But I realised I can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say "there's a silver lining in the dark clouds".&lt;br /&gt;Yes, your betrayal indeed made me realised something else important.&lt;br /&gt;But, it is your betrayal that cause me to lose something important as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is time.&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to learn not to trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15478887-116433273920222666?l=its-my-shit.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/feeds/116433273920222666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15478887&amp;postID=116433273920222666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116433273920222666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15478887/posts/default/116433273920222666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-my-shit.blogspot.com/2006/11/are-you-trustworthy-yes-no-think-re.html' title='are you trustworthy? 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