tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63438779084450925832011-12-02T11:08:57.427+08:00GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.comBlogger621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-72876863187663421592011-03-03T23:37:00.000+08:002011-03-03T23:38:43.236+08:00<div>samson says (11:23 PM)</div><div>yeah la</div><div>TBR so lousy </div><div>hard to stay ppl 1 actually</div><div>haha</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:23 PM)</div><div>LOL</div><div>agree</div><div>but is near ma</div><div>samson says (11:23 PM)</div><div>u stay thr for 4 years alrdy </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:24 PM)</div><div>this year 4th lo</div><div>samson says (11:24 PM)</div><div>walao </div><div>keng loh u</div><div>afternoon nt hot mie</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:25 PM)</div><div>cz i shift to downstairs</div><div>is cool and dark</div><div>always late for class</div><div>==</div><div>samson says (11:25 PM)</div><div>yer</div><div>gt dhost</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:25 PM)</div><div>o0o</div><div>don scare me man</div><div>eh</div><div>tell u la</div><div>yest i got shock</div><div>cz we din pay electric bill</div><div>samson says (11:25 PM)</div><div>wat happened </div><div>samson says (11:26 PM)</div><div>black out </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:26 PM)</div><div>then</div><div>when i went back to tbr after dinner with frens</div><div>whole house black</div><div>then i called my leader</div><div>samson says (11:27 PM)</div><div>haha</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:27 PM)</div><div>he told me everyone left</div><div>to their frens house</div><div>samson says (11:27 PM)</div><div>thn u </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:27 PM)</div><div>to stay la</div><div>then i was scared</div><div>i went into the house and fast fast took my cloths to frens house to bath</div><div>but they don have place for me to stay</div><div>after tat</div><div>samson says (11:27 PM)</div><div>haha</div><div>kesian</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:28 PM)</div><div>i went back to house wanna go gk redi one.</div><div>find frens and stay</div><div>and when i open the big steel gate</div><div>after i close the big gate</div><div>i wan open the small gate and wood door one</div><div>then the small gate got sound come out</div><div>at first i redi check nobody at home redi</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:29 PM)</div><div>if u, wat will u think?</div><div>samson says (11:29 PM)</div><div>ghost loh</div><div>but most of the time sure is wind 1</div><div>i damn ghost also loh</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:29 PM)</div><div>no lo</div><div>cz the door is locked one</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:30 PM)</div><div>impossible wind can blow open</div><div>locked redi need key one</div><div>samson says (11:30 PM)</div><div>walao</div><div>thn sure ghost liao la</div><div>wat else woh</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:30 PM)</div><div>then hor</div><div>the door open itself</div><div>samson says (11:30 PM)</div><div>wahhh</div><div>samson says (11:31 PM)</div><div>so scary mie</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:31 PM)</div><div>somore i din see any thing behind the door</div><div>wtf right?</div><div>tat time</div><div>tat second</div><div>samson says (11:31 PM)</div><div> </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:31 PM)</div><div>i was stunned</div><div>totally stun</div><div>i tot is world end</div><div>samson says (11:31 PM)</div><div>haha</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:31 PM)</div><div>i cant imagine wat will pop out</div><div>and after tat...</div><div>samson says (11:31 PM)</div><div> </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:31 PM)</div><div>i saw 2 ppl</div><div>not ppl actually</div><div>is shadow</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:32 PM)</div><div>no sound from the shadow</div><div>samson says (11:32 PM)</div><div>thn really tht thing ar </div><div>u r so unlucky man</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:32 PM)</div><div>is</div><div>not</div><div>is my roomate</div><div>==</div><div>samson says (11:32 PM)</div><div>WTF</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:32 PM)</div><div>i asked them where they go</div><div>samson says (11:32 PM)</div><div> </div><div>samson says (11:33 PM)</div><div>u said they went out earlier on</div><div>how come stil in the hse </div><div>samson says (11:35 PM)</div><div> </div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:35 PM)</div><div>yea</div><div>i asked them</div><div>they said </div><div>they went out</div><div>to where?</div><div>Nic Lee Yao Ming says (11:36 PM)</div><div>to CC</div><div>i str8 za dao</div><div>2 of them la</div><div>zzzz</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7287686318766342159?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-25354200655908439222010-10-03T20:37:00.004+08:002010-10-03T21:26:09.634+08:00什么东西用金钱买不到？<br /><br />很多人都给同样的答案，那就是亲情啦，什么钱啦，什么幸福啦，什么快乐啦。。。<br />可我觉得这些都可以买得到。。。<br /><br />从小我看电视看得最多，从幼稚园开始。。。就是这些连续剧给我一种感想，没有记忆，没有回忆，你，什么都不是。。。只是一个具有灵魂的空壳而已。。。那么金钱可以买得到记忆吗？<br /><br />记忆是天给你的奖赏，不管是God,Buddha 或Allah... 你所拥有的记忆，没有第二人会有同样的。。。没有记忆，你连自己姓什么，叫什么都不懂，不是空壳是什么？那钱怎样去买记忆？办不到。。。或许以现在的科技办不到，可能未来人类能安装memory card 在人体内？LOL<br /><br />一回到母校，感觉非常温暖，一切美好开心的回忆，心里缓缓地暖了起来，顿时，眼泪从心里流了出来，从没想过我会以不同的高度，不同的角度，来仰望着学校。。。记忆慢慢得从我的脑里涌出来，一切就好像成千上万的画面，弹着出来。。。被罚站，被罚站在走廊中间的椅子上，被罚洗厕所，被罚站在周会的台上，到上台表演，上台演讲，代表学校演讲，上台领奖，这些回忆，仿佛一夜之间的过去，只是时间以数千万倍的光速，到了现在；再也不能像以前那样，嘣嘣乱跳，捉弄别人，无蛋不捣，被老师用藤鞭追打。。。昨天跟老朋友聚会，发现他们都成熟了很多，好听就成熟，难听就老。。。 哈哈，而他们却说我还是老样子，样子没变，远一看就认得我是老李。。。yes! 目标达到了。。。我要长生不老!!! 发现学校突然间地缩小，楼梯变窄，桌子变矮。。。老师都变老了。。。以前我们要抬头看他们，现在角度换了。。。所以我非常地不希望长大，希望世界的时间都停留，地球旋转也不会加岁，可这些都不可能。你，有童年吗？你童年的回忆，又有保存多少？<br /><br /><br /> Sometimes, it's just too cruel to tell us that we have grown so far and fast, and it's the time for us to set the first step into the society, into the cunning world, where all are cheats and lies, waiting not far from us, for us to discovery the truth behind the lies, and the lie behind the truths. It's a new adventure, with different age, different thinking, different perception. Those memories, I hope, deep in my heart, can be stored digitally, one day, not by pictures or photos, but by videos, every second every moment the scene is recorded and stored with our soul. All I said, hmm, maybe I miss my childhood time too much... It may sound weird, you might think that I'm a weirdo. But I just like it that way.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2535420065590843922?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-30171712142698188882010-08-12T23:05:00.006+08:002010-08-12T23:18:20.279+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQPd_P4ArI/AAAAAAAAANU/P8KmihbEUkg/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ha, my custom made interface... nice boh?<br />I like the wallpaper, its so abstract... and can see those 2 docklets?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQOFjKt68I/AAAAAAAAAM8/sap8QxUO_ok/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQOFjKt68I/AAAAAAAAAM8/sap8QxUO_ok/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504540133055916994" border="0" /></a><br />the docklets can load the icons... plan to change when they got me bored... downloaded packs of it... the side bar can be resize man... i bet urs cant if u din customize...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQPCF_H4VI/AAAAAAAAANM/tfRNuYGxf_M/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQPCF_H4VI/AAAAAAAAANM/tfRNuYGxf_M/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504541173194678610" border="0" /></a>This is the interface... purple in color. Light purple...<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQOkimIBeI/AAAAAAAAANE/12yU7ZHxQcY/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQOkimIBeI/AAAAAAAAANE/12yU7ZHxQcY/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504540665478383074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well this is the browser punya look... mozilla... get ur persona and dress it up!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQPwZVy22I/AAAAAAAAANc/mriKfMCSyKk/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/TGQPwZVy22I/AAAAAAAAANc/mriKfMCSyKk/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504541968664025954" border="0" /></a><br />Next no mood to blog liao... cz the test was jus sux... Haiz...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3017171214269818888?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-87516621180456887412010-06-22T12:05:00.002+08:002010-06-22T12:17:34.023+08:00swt case keep coming... its here again. UTAR FES election. Remember last time I wrote an entry Election is jus a game? Yeap thats right, i will nvr change my view. Now, there's a team called A-Team and one new time. A-Team is formed mostly from the old members lo...<br /><br />The new team one is interesting lo... got few lenglui lo... hmmm... and i have done some survey. I asked my frens around wat do they know about SRC. Hmm, the answer is "dono"<br /><br />In fact, yes i agree with them, even for me i oso dono them much. And the hillarious thing my frens said (current src) "got position no action"<br /><br />Lolx... cant blame the students oso.. if src had done something, they din tell the world oso... then src oso shudnt say " wat u din see doesnt mean tat we din do "... this is quite an irresponsible saying leh... src din approach to students and explain wat they had done throughtout the year...<br /><br />And Im stuck somewhere in the middle... wat shud i do? but, hmm... maybe i will vote new team, cz maybe "time to change"? now the current status is like A- Team = BN, New team = DAP<br /><br />haha, can see fight? dono yet... but the new team really bring Play station to attract ppl man, as promised lol.... convincing? maybe gua... and lastly, don blame ur FRENS for not helping u, blame URSELF for not helping them at first.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8751662118045688741?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-87797283317113414292010-05-16T12:02:00.001+08:002010-05-16T12:04:15.589+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S-9ukGnHNgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/om6x8CCcfK4/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><br /></a><br />Our class rep, Dr.Lai Shun Chiat stated<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S-9ukGnHNgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/om6x8CCcfK4/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S-9ukGnHNgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/om6x8CCcfK4/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471713638807451138" border="0" /></a><br />So, for those who read this, u can claim from him once he cant get 4.0....<br />I'm pretty sure he cant ^^<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S-9ukGnHNgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/om6x8CCcfK4/s1600/Untitled.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8779728331711341429?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-80052272659400452942010-05-15T00:00:00.002+08:002010-05-15T00:26:38.547+08:00I'm pretty sure I'm a piece of dead meat;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm gonna lose my scholarships;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm noob in many games;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm gonna change my chinese name;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm gonna learn Jap songs;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm single for my Uni life;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be hardworking next sem;<br />I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be poor for next few sems;<br /><br /><br />I'm pretty sure I will live after the world end;<br />I'm pretty sure I will try to control my temper;<br />I'm pretty sure I will not keep this blog and our blog dead;<br />I'm pretty sure I will not grow old in terms of looks;<br />I'm pretty sure I will learn to tfk jus like ewai does;<br />I'm pretty sure I will not leave my frens and family behind;<br />I'm pretty sure I will train my badminton and piano;<br />I'm pretty sure I will not return home tat frequent next sem;<br /><br /><br />I'm pretty sure that everyone thinks I'm childish;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone thinks I will not grow;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone dislike my mischievousness;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone thinks that I'm double faced;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone treats me like a kid;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone dislike my craziness;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone will lend me a hand;<br />I'm pretty sure that everyone will miss me if i die;<br /><br /><br />I'm pretty sure that I Love everyone in this world except bad guys...<br />So, world, what do u think of me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8005227265940045294?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-3895657044174701992010-01-31T22:36:00.002+08:002010-01-31T22:40:22.478+08:00The pressure im going to talk about isnt those ghost ghost thingy la... Its pressure from future work that is about to assign to us...<br /><br />All work no play make me a dull guy... sien man.... suddenly all labs and assignment rush to me... somore like got assignment 2 and 3 for each subject...<br /><br />wats more? we are given almost 10 weeks to carry out the project.... only for a subject currently... dono in the future... seemslike mission walking to heaven.... tats y my gg new account is heavenrising.... siao right? gtg dota now... bb<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-389565704417470199?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-69143833021490637342010-01-15T17:59:00.001+08:002010-01-15T18:00:53.662+08:0011 Eyes... quite a nice anime... 12 episodes... to those anime fans out there try and see...<br /><br />Cz too bored tats y finish it in a day.... so sien... -.-<br />School gonna start, I tidy abit of my things.... haiz...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6914383302149063734?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-80034788769569326802010-01-13T17:15:00.004+08:002010-01-13T17:20:17.578+08:00New timetable, meaning it's time for a new year, new sem, new experience and new adventure!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S02P3AK0VZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xqq1lTt7RzM/s1600-h/New+Picture.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/S02P3AK0VZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xqq1lTt7RzM/s400/New+Picture.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426151301152265618" border="0" /></a><br />Wait wait!! Adventure? Oh, no new adventure. It's not an adventure....<br />Wow, how was my previous post? All anime... Genre that I prefer, Lolicon and Fantasy one... Mostly about magic, wars, and girls one la... nothing much...<br /><br />Today, I opened my wardrobe, and found a 'koh lok tao' there, few boxes are my Pokemon cards... Yay, I opened it up and look through my decks of cards. Last time I used to play and won tournaments one lol..... Hmm, now cleaning up my Pc.. ehehe, now quite bored.... sitting at home on9 on9 and on9!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8003478876956932680?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-28673946359822636412010-01-11T10:03:00.004+08:002010-01-15T17:59:31.923+08:0011/01/2010<br /><br />My Anime<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Dvd</span><br />Shakugan No Shana 1,2<br />Zero No Tsukaima 1,2,3<br />Claymore<br />Nabari No ou<br />Rozen Maiden 1,2<br />Air Gear<br />Kyouran Kazoku Nikki<br />Toradora<br />To Aru Majutsu No Index<br />家有色邻<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Hard Disk 1</span><br />Karin<br />Kaze No Stigma (Author died)<br />Seto No Hayanome<br />Hayate No Gotoku 1,2<br />Elemental Gerade<br />Nagaserete Airantou<br />Ikkitousen<br />Garei-Zero<br />Ah My Goddess 1,2<br />Kannagi<br />Polyphonica<br />Kiss on my Deity<br />Bamboo Blade<br />Magical Academy<br />Akikan<br />Law of Ueki<br />Wagaya no Oinarisama<br />Bakemonogatari<br />Pandora hearts<br />07_Ghost<br />Asu No Yoichi<br />Kemeko<br />Kampfer<br />Maburaho<br />Shangri-La<br />Umi Monogatari<br />Yoku Wakaru Gendai Mahou<br />The Strongest Bride<br />Akasaka<br />Tears to Tiara<br />Kanamemo<br />Sora No Otonshimono<br />11 Eyes<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Hard Disk 2</span><br />Naruto<br />Bleach<br />Soul Link<br />Utawarerumono<br />Kanon<br />Geijutsuka Art Design Class<br />Gargoyle<br />Zoku Natsume Yuujintyou<br />Natsume Yuujinchou<br />When They Cry<br />Tsuyokiss<br />Saki<br />Aria the Animation<br />Kamisama Kazoku<br />The tower of Druaga Sword<br />Death Note<br />Kuroshitsuji<br />Tales of Abyss<br />Mahoraba Heartful Days<br />Hanaukyo Maid Tai<br />Hanaukyo Maid Team La Verite<br />D.Gray man<br />Chrono Chrusade<br />Higurashi no Naku noro ni<br />Vampire knight<br />Kurenai<br />Witch Blade<br />Darker than Black 1<br />Darker than black 2<br />Night Wizard<br />Prism Ark<br />Ghost Hunt<br />ef - a tale of memories<br />Clannad<br />Busou Renkin<br />Hidamari Sketch<br />Koukaku No Regios<br />Natu No alasi<br />Sorakake<br />Kurokami<br />Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha<br />Special A<br />Avatar<br />Devil May Cry<br />Lucky Star<br />Rental Magica<br />Sekirei<br />Rurouni Kenshin<br />Melancholy of haruhi suzumiya<br />xxxHolics<br />Myself;Yourself<br />H2O 赤沙的印记<br />我的主人爱作怪<br />怪物王女<br />少年阴阳师<br />企鹅娘<br />七色星露<br />女神异闻录<br />天使怪盗<br />你是主人我是仆<br />封神演义-仙界传<br />龙之塔<br />后天的方向<br />南家三姐妹 1,2,3<br />青出于蓝<br />龙鸣<br />狼和香辛料<br />死神的歌谣<br /><br /><br />I like the most in Dvd one, then follow by harddisk 1 and 2...<br />But some I deleted, cz its really rubbish...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2867394635982263641?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-61099067293027967112010-01-03T14:28:00.003+08:002010-01-03T14:34:16.429+08:00Wow, 1/1/2010<br /><br />Kena food poisoning. I eat wat my family eats. So wth? Kena food poisoning lo... vomit and cirit birit... this one is at nite...<br /><br />2/1/2010<br /><br />I vomit again, more serious. No mood to drink and eat. Din bath. Whole day sleep there. Lying on the bed, almost 24 hrs... keep sleep and sleep and sleep. Once wake up feel dizzy. Pening sial... Wats more? Vomit last nite punya vege, sayur sayur... Sial man... abit fever...<br /><br />3/1/2010<br /><br />Getting better. Recovering...<br />At least have mood to surf line, play abit dota, wanna go sleep oso cant, later pening again...<br />Need to cancel my Langkawi trip. I sure disappoint my frens... Today oni see doctor... Wat else? Doctor sure give same medicine... medicine for pening la, medicine for vomit la, medicine for sakit la... Cost RM35...<br /><br />4/1/2010<br /><br />Wat will happen? Fully recover? dono yet... pray man... everyone, PLS pray for me!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6109906729302796711?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-9007501383280508992009-12-30T17:48:00.002+08:002009-12-30T18:08:42.739+08:00Body Guards and Assassins.<br /><br />Assassins, this word gave me an image of pro-killer. Superb. Pro-killer. What I have in my mind is I assassins vs other body guards. This was the idea I got from most of the shows. 1 Assassins Vs all Bodyguards. But this movie is not that. Its All Assassins Vs few Bodyguards. Would you sacrifice for your country? Haha, I know your answer. Even if you are willing to sacrifice, but are you willing to spill your blood for your country? Being pierced through by swords, blades all that? Or even bullets shot directly through your forehead?<br /><br />They are all the same. Die. But different ways of dying, suffering. Those blades of assassins hunger for bloods. You should watch that show. And you will know. That show was like real. Real-time revolution. People suffers, but majority dare not to revolve. Because they are afraid. Assassins and Bodyguard are all China man. But they are on opposite sites. One is for democracy, while assassins work for dynasty Qing.<br /><br />Success, doesn't come alone. It comes with responsibility. It comes with blood, sacrifice. It comes with cooperation. Alot of people who dream of harmony, democracy, they died for Sun Wen, to protect this man, in order to build a better place for their next generation. What would you do for your next generation? Dare to have a change?<br /><br />Every individual contribute small sacrifice. And this will end up become a huge one. Without these supports, a success will never be seen. So even if you success, do not forget these people sacrifice their lives. GTG. Bye.<br /><br /><br />十月围城，四面楚歌<br /><br /><br /><img hidden="true" style="border: medium none ; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647; opacity: 0.6; display: none;" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" id="myFxSearchImg" height="24" width="24" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-900750138328050899?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-6720808718556290342009-12-21T21:54:00.003+08:002009-12-21T22:01:07.090+08:00Wow, after reading Pei Seen's post, I felt that I was so xin fu... I no need wake up so early.... 8 am ==... I woke up around 10 something...<br /><br />Then I remembered Mr.L sent me sms, saying that 21 dec can register liao... then I play an hour DotA... without rush, surfing web, harvested my tycoons, watched Zhong Ji San Guo... Then its time to have my nap.... slp again.... then when i woke up around like 5pm...<br /><br />Again, remembered Mr.L sms, then I checked my mail... Saw Mr.L sent me the email regarding the subjects that majority chose. WooW... they had done their work... around 6pm, I opened the UTAR course registration website, saw a bunch of units... simply checked on it...<br /><br />Wat I saw? Muahaha, Dono y there still left plenty of space, then without rushing, I clicked. Jus simply click click then it shows my timetable. Hmmm..... Quite ok... puas hati, bcz I can back early on Friday, but Thursday end class at 7pm.... this one abit late lo... but no option one lo... mus choose tat one... ==<br /><br />Awaiting next new intake, hope there gonna be more lenglui, so tat guys in FES wont suffer that much... at least our eyes can relax abit la right? Every where guys oh, wont crazy oso will become gay la right?<br /><br />Watch Anime now... bye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-672080871855629034?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-70362658389480058482009-12-17T09:31:00.029+08:002009-12-17T11:37:23.711+08:0012/14/2009<br /><br />I bought a cake for my sis. It's my sis birthday. Not birday. It was a surprise for her, because I bought the cake after my work. So I think it was a bit late la. And I brought back the cake, to my surprise, my aunt bought her already, as well as my mom, so the real surprise was there were 5 cakes total.<br /><br />And our fridge like gonna burst... we have to finish a cake at that particular night. So we ate one (4 ppl) damn full leh... luckily it was chocolate cake, if not i sure tak boleh tahan...<br /><br />Dang Dang Dang Dang...!!!! here's the picture of my sis, she said she is pretty wor..... ==<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymPsCn1VhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/E_CGrl5vwUk/s1600-h/DSCN4548.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymPsCn1VhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/E_CGrl5vwUk/s400/DSCN4548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416018013670692370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymPd9GRhtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OhkEMDI8jT4/s1600-h/DSCN4543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymPd9GRhtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OhkEMDI8jT4/s400/DSCN4543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416017771669587666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This cake is my mom bought punya... choco!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymQtOXPvtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZbaElD8cMmc/s1600-h/DSCN4563.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymQtOXPvtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZbaElD8cMmc/s400/DSCN4563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416019133513842386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymQF9IvBBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/88cIp6WTKaE/s1600-h/DSCN4561.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymQF9IvBBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/88cIp6WTKaE/s400/DSCN4561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416018458874676242" border="0" /></a><br />This one I bought punya... half choco, half tiramisu... cost me RM25.9 ar... very small oni leh...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Now back to the topic, I'm gonna spam this Jusco 9 9... Wat i post one is the summarize la...<br />(16/12/2009)<br />Behold, this is the hell I was working at. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRErdUPGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6mahw4vge4w/s1600-h/DSCN4565.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRErdUPGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6mahw4vge4w/s400/DSCN4565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416019536460921954" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is my stuff la.. all those stuff...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRUGpvUaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Du9nl6rvgzQ/s1600-h/DSCN4566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRUGpvUaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Du9nl6rvgzQ/s400/DSCN4566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416019801458823586" border="0" /></a>Comic books and sudoku accompany the whole 2 weeks...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRv9C25fI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5H28tpZDDoA/s1600-h/DSCN4567.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymRv9C25fI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5H28tpZDDoA/s400/DSCN4567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416020279916160498" border="0" /></a>This is the Sales... haiz, like very bad oh... I should reach RM 200 a day, but highest I got is RM117.50...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSAuJAI8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/qCcAeE7Medg/s1600-h/DSCN4568.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSAuJAI8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/qCcAeE7Medg/s400/DSCN4568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416020567973176258" border="0" /></a>Free gifts from my frens working at there, Jusco Wellness. Brands. She doesnt even need to promote oso got ppl come and buy... == unfair....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSSsGZgxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ya_ilOVLvm8/s1600-h/DSCN4570.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSSsGZgxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ya_ilOVLvm8/s400/DSCN4570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416020876663030546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSm98Ff3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/p9MVf2bYeNI/s1600-h/DSCN4571.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymSm98Ff3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/p9MVf2bYeNI/s400/DSCN4571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416021225048997746" border="0" /></a>The receipt for the 14 days I spent there. Lunch and Dinner.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymS3Vv74pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fyx406Qwb1A/s1600-h/DSCN4572.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymS3Vv74pI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fyx406Qwb1A/s400/DSCN4572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416021506318394002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTHMqT80I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mH0qqTEcg8s/s1600-h/DSCN4574.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTHMqT80I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mH0qqTEcg8s/s400/DSCN4574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416021778756793154" border="0" /></a>The price list for my product... Some product, I buy this one, can buy 3 colgate redi lo...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTWvsocqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MDNPuZTiFk0/s1600-h/DSCN4575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTWvsocqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MDNPuZTiFk0/s400/DSCN4575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416022045859803810" border="0" /></a>Free gift if u purchase more than RM90. But due to bad business, so i give 50% discount... buy over RM45 I give this out... MUAHAHA, i m so smart... boss dono...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTlvw0yZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pe7GETJWvic/s1600-h/DSCN4576.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymTlvw0yZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pe7GETJWvic/s400/DSCN4576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416022303575427474" border="0" /></a>Dono y my supervisor give me this... got use meh? or she wanna ejek me tat i wear braces? lol<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymUKI6Xt7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/e6XkGKGoC9M/s1600-h/DSCN4578.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymUKI6Xt7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/e6XkGKGoC9M/s400/DSCN4578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416022928801642418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVFj07G8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lMektPJc_Zs/s1600-h/DSCN4577.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVFj07G8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lMektPJc_Zs/s400/DSCN4577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416023949638835138" border="0" /></a>My booth. Jaga alone.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVcH166wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yl0vNG55PHQ/s1600-h/DSCN4579.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVcH166wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yl0vNG55PHQ/s400/DSCN4579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416024337263815426" border="0" /></a>This one cost RM23 for 120g, u will buy ka?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVtCSBwZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/l-M4kT_dJF0/s1600-h/DSCN4580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymVtCSBwZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/l-M4kT_dJF0/s400/DSCN4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416024627828867474" border="0" /></a>This one 100g RM18.50 oh... i say can use up to 3 months, then got ppl buy lo... but i din tipu ar... hehehe, its depends how u use it.... wakakaka<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXFRQ0R-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/O6wmcx0SGyo/s1600-h/DSCN4585.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXFRQ0R-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/O6wmcx0SGyo/s400/DSCN4585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416026143678810082" border="0" /></a>Wow, premium pack wor.... Oni RM25.90, so damn !@#$%^&amp; cheap leh.... then customers will buy it without thinking...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXFIGRqZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/paEcNkDuApI/s1600-h/DSCN4584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXFIGRqZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/paEcNkDuApI/s400/DSCN4584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416026141218679186" border="0" /></a>Its a twin, but unlike twin tower, no bridge linking them... left one for sensitive gum. How i promote? I said if got sensitive gum like bleeding or pain when u eat cold things, it can worsen and decay ur tooth root. lol... told by my supervisor... i dono how true is it la...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXEle0oyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/927ynauGIoY/s1600-h/DSCN4583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXEle0oyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/927ynauGIoY/s400/DSCN4583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416026131926393634" border="0" /></a>This is pump type lo... u press and will pump out... for hygiene purpose. but with this so call new tech, it actually cost more... not many ppl buy this...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXEGDcyLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6YWsB2EeS7U/s1600-h/DSCN4582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymXEGDcyLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6YWsB2EeS7U/s400/DSCN4582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416026123490085042" border="0" /></a>Tube type.. cheaper... not under promotion one....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYT3bkURI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kygHyU9TSNY/s1600-h/DSCN4586.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYT3bkURI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kygHyU9TSNY/s400/DSCN4586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416027493954244882" border="0" /></a>Hua!! This one greatly mega extremely hyper super duper cheap!!! tats wat i told my customers. Y? the 2 biggest STICK for the best ever offered price!! RM46.80. this one i tipu said normal price is RM56. They str8 buy lo... wakakaka<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYUTxxGhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0ncZ1cTtXyQ/s1600-h/DSCN4587.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYUTxxGhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0ncZ1cTtXyQ/s400/DSCN4587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416027501563550226" border="0" /></a>can see wat shape is this?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYUoBWunI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WE0UMyEt-AM/s1600-h/DSCN4589.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYUoBWunI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WE0UMyEt-AM/s400/DSCN4589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416027506997639794" border="0" /></a>Malay or Chinese? She is so kelian, nobody wanna buy her product, so she bought it herself, so tat the daily sales report seems like ada business.... lol...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYVgruTxI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tYTTy7hKtQI/s1600-h/DSCN4592.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymYVgruTxI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tYTTy7hKtQI/s400/DSCN4592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416027522207731474" border="0" /></a>I was given this spiderman toothbrush... dono wat for...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZr6s8HFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wGJYyANcKHw/s1600-h/DSCN4597.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZr6s8HFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/wGJYyANcKHw/s400/DSCN4597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416029006660901970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZrQKNbbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nfy6f9kDCFI/s1600-h/DSCN4596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZrQKNbbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nfy6f9kDCFI/s400/DSCN4596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416028995240947122" border="0" /></a>This promoter is outside Jusco... see my skills, i can shoot till outside leh!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZsYq4z-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/LF1qSqbW0HU/s1600-h/DSCN4602.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZsYq4z-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/LF1qSqbW0HU/s400/DSCN4602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416029014705360866" border="0" /></a>This guard... Is the most super SOHAI!!!!! Here is the story. Jusco bought my company products. Jusco wanted my company to hire a promoter to place it at Jusco Wellness (pharmacy)<br />to help selling our company products. And now im officially Jusco staff. Its where the hell begins.<br />First U mus wear company shirt with black slack. Tuck in the shirt. Then with belt. this is already ugly. then somore hair mus short, mus like primary school. This is the entrance rules. nails mus be short. black shoe (working shoes) mus be polished.<br /><br />Then u need to be there b4 10am, and back after 10pm. cannot be late for any reasons. and Staff have staff entrance, u cant walk str8 out from Jusco main entrance. staff have staff toilet, u cannot go 'xuxu' to customers toilet. U R PROHIBITED, FORBIDDEN from using it... and there's a big diff among these 2 toilets. 1 got toilet roll one don have. u shud know which one... wan pangsai pun susah. staff have staff kantin, and the food is exactly like from rubbish dump. Trust me, i don have the foto, cz if i have i bet u don wanna work at Jusco liao. Its like PA block punya food.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeR5593NI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Fc7K4OQjMhw/s1600-h/DSCN4619.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeR5593NI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Fc7K4OQjMhw/s400/DSCN4619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034057328647378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeRb1tt4I/AAAAAAAAAME/7P-LxSLGhNk/s1600-h/DSCN4618.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeRb1tt4I/AAAAAAAAAME/7P-LxSLGhNk/s400/DSCN4618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034049257748354" border="0" /></a>No food preview... oni have canteen.<br /><br /><br />Now i m gonna tell a story of a guy. From Indonesia. He works at Jusco Wellness, name Dr. Soho foot. Company name la...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfI_Lv-jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tU-KrSFXS6o/s1600-h/DSCN4629.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfI_Lv-jI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tU-KrSFXS6o/s400/DSCN4629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416035003638217266" border="0" /></a>Cant see his face? closer look?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma5XX_y9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KRJv5D5ApFg/s1600-h/DSCN4604.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma5XX_y9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KRJv5D5ApFg/s400/DSCN4604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030337207618514" border="0" /></a>Hey turn ur face here<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZs7pWCiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YECFS3Gg0nY/s1600-h/DSCN4603.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymZs7pWCiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YECFS3Gg0nY/s400/DSCN4603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416029024094128674" border="0" /></a> How does he look like? A Sohai? Yeap, he is indonesian, and keep say sohai one. Damn funny one... !!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma7FkQkfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Tv7vh-o4b3Y/s1600-h/DSCN4609.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma7FkQkfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Tv7vh-o4b3Y/s400/DSCN4609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030366786949618" border="0" /></a>He always like tat, in front of his customers oso... he said his foot is perfume... lol<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma6qqES0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZCXYkBEOR9M/s1600-h/DSCN4608.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma6qqES0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZCXYkBEOR9M/s400/DSCN4608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030359563553602" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma6Qxo5PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LiL3L1PMBUk/s1600-h/DSCN4607.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Syma6Qxo5PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LiL3L1PMBUk/s400/DSCN4607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416030352615990514" border="0" /></a>He always says ppl who sell these are super SOHAI, 'cuma botol aje, tak de isi pun, satu RM50.00 siape mau beli? Orang tu memang sohai la...' he is a funny person. keep sohai here sohai there...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcUkdWg7I/AAAAAAAAALE/piYpHadf18M/s1600-h/DSCN4610.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcUkdWg7I/AAAAAAAAALE/piYpHadf18M/s400/DSCN4610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416031904087835570" border="0" /></a>Rachael<br />This one pulak is a real sohai. Y? She likes to gamble with me in Sudoku. And u mus wondering how old is she right? she is 29. Yeap 29 and she said she is full of exp.. ftw...!!! her working time is 10-10pm, same like me la... but she can come at 2pm off at 8pm... geng! her pay same as me, but is full timer... Sudoku always lose to me, then she will say she yawn all tat la. slp less all tat rubbish la... if u really tat tired, will u wanna gamble with a "noob" like me? she has an ex, who is 22 years old... haiz, now in love with a 17 years old one... haven seen his face somore... 'sohai?' i asked the indonesian, he said 'ya la, dia tu bodoh dan sohai la.'<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfIsGR3eI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jHINe6YDlGs/s1600-h/DSCN4626.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfIsGR3eI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jHINe6YDlGs/s400/DSCN4626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034998514998754" border="0" /></a>This is another security 'guard of the door of Jusco.' dog of Jusco lo... they are racist one. Malay with long hair and somore gel one oso allowed, and those Chinese and Indian who have moderate length hair are not allowed. Im gonna say is These bunch of ppl is RACIST. Jusco is STAFFist...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfIPqT_cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SAl10qEul-A/s1600-h/DSCN4621.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymfIPqT_cI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SAl10qEul-A/s400/DSCN4621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034990881504706" border="0" /></a>Im gonna tell more about this person, cz he is funny.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">'Awak pernah pakai?' I asked back pakai apa?<br />u sure wonder wat is pakai? (pakai is pernah lakukan sex tak)<br /><br />Wat is Lanju? Guys shud know, but i dono wats tat until i correct him the pronunciation...<br /><br />He has the ability far more geng than superman, y? bcz he can see the woman's ass, the shape then know sudah pakai dah!!! lame right? (eh dia sudah pakai dah, tengok punggung dia, berlemak banyak ooi, tu puki dia sudah longgar dah!!!)<br /><br />He oso stated, Indian tak mau, kerana pukinya pedas, makan kari banyak, nanti lanju kamu pedas lah!!!<br /><br />How come he knows SOHAI? cz his boss is chinese, always says him SOHAI, so he started saying everyone sohai, especially the guard lo... ' Sohai security, orang senang dia tak puas, mau kita susah, berlagak macam jeneral aje, sedangkan dia tu anjing Jusco yg jaga pintu, memang Sohai la... isssshhh'<br /><br />He oso said lo, Punggung besar maksudnya cb besar, blh gerak kiri-kanan, issshhh tak syok langsung... and the way he laugh really damn sohai one leh, damn funny weh!!!<br /><br />And last thing, he said, "kalau awak punya isteri hamil 7 bulan ke atas kan, jangan lah pakai dia, krn anak awak akan gigit awak punya lanju tau? awak masuk dia gigit... wahahahah" LOL man...<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcVPQgtWI/AAAAAAAAALM/Ex8mBv6fwAw/s1600-h/DSCN4611.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcVPQgtWI/AAAAAAAAALM/Ex8mBv6fwAw/s400/DSCN4611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416031915576702306" border="0" /></a>This is the guy.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcVcgMksI/AAAAAAAAALU/K81JQHm8AjU/s1600-h/DSCN4612.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcVcgMksI/AAAAAAAAALU/K81JQHm8AjU/s400/DSCN4612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416031919132152514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeQyoajoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tLbDdsBOvF8/s1600-h/DSCN4617.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeQyoajoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tLbDdsBOvF8/s400/DSCN4617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034038196113026" border="0" /></a><br />This is the one who replaced Stella. Stella was first one to work beside me de...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeQgsebnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/v9rH502Q57A/s1600-h/DSCN4616.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeQgsebnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/v9rH502Q57A/s400/DSCN4616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034033381305970" border="0" /></a>Final day, we rest here more than an hour, free massage leh... From Osim.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeP9UFaFI/AAAAAAAAALs/1n46lTfpGp4/s1600-h/DSCN4615.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymeP9UFaFI/AAAAAAAAALs/1n46lTfpGp4/s400/DSCN4615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416034023883761746" border="0" /></a>My brain is connected to supercomputer.... ==<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcWYpKlvI/AAAAAAAAALk/XX0mFCo54OQ/s1600-h/DSCN4614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcWYpKlvI/AAAAAAAAALk/XX0mFCo54OQ/s400/DSCN4614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416031935275898610" border="0" /></a>His face is damn funny one lo...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcV_dpe0I/AAAAAAAAALc/XUGMf_TBA0Q/s1600-h/DSCN4613.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SymcV_dpe0I/AAAAAAAAALc/XUGMf_TBA0Q/s400/DSCN4613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416031928516705090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">There were 3 ppl working beside me b4. The current girl, Stella, and Jia Xin. But I don have these 2 punya photo, oni got fb lo... haiz... Jia Xin said something b4<br /><br />Someone ask " 这个代言人是谁？" Jia xin replied: ' 这个代言人是我公司请来的人。' I kena boom 9 9... My work there was super boring until I met this sohai lo...hahaha.... I bye bye first lo... today punya post damn long man... slowly read la...<br /></div></div><br /></div><img hidden="true" style="border: medium none ; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647; opacity: 0.6; display: none;" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" id="myFxSearchImg" height="24" width="24" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7036265838948005848?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-86303894883160724152009-11-27T21:05:00.003+08:002009-11-27T21:45:02.518+08:00Ma Ma Mia.<br /><br />I scream it out loud. But I'm not happy, in fact, I AM PISSED OFF. By who? Good question. A person call Alan. A KTARian. And now I hate KTAR people. They are like brainless. Really. Even though they got Lengluis la... haha<br /><br />Ma Ma Mia = !!@#$%^^&amp;%$$!!<br /><br /><br />All these started the day before yesterday. When I chat with Mr.L and Mr.S, planning on going to Setapak to have dinner with them. Then the next morning, I told my mom I gonna return to Setapak to have a simple cleaning. Then you should know what my mom said if you read my wall post from facebook recently. Yeap! Nag! Nag! and Nag! Say there no people la, very dangerous la, so quiet la, so dark at night la... bla bla bla, she can't stop singing until I scream "CUT!!!!"<br /><br /><br />And I learned a very important lesson today, adults always win their argument. And the idiotic thing she said: ' why do you have to clean it so fast? You can clean it when you back next time! '<br />What would she scold me if I mess up my things at home? I mean real home, Subang home. She will shout till volcano can errupt, and force me to clean it advance. See the difference? Nah, she wouldn't notice it. Even if I tell her the difference, she will start arguing.<br /><br /><br />Let me head to the point. When I reached my hostel at Setapak, I saw TONS of drawing blocks and HIS DAMNED_ASS_WORK ON MY BED. BED. MY POOR BED WAS TREATED LIKE A TABLE OF HIS. THE GUY IS ALAN. He destroyed my things. Even his homeworks on my bed are so dusty, I can barely breath you know, all dust stuck in my nose. My tilam all full with dust. Why? Because my tilam was exposed!!!<br /><br /><br />"Where is your bed sheet?" Good one! I also don't know!!! Went missing.<br />"How about your bolsters and pillows? Still in good condition?" Oh, still in good condition, but were covered by his HOMEWORK.<br />"How about your table?" HA! There was a toothpaste and toothbrush on it.<br /><br />You will think : "wow, that's alot better!!!" Then you are wrong!!!<br />ANTZ... familiar? ANTSSSSSSS ON MY TABLE, thanks to his toothpaste. Really thank him very MUCH. Because of him, my belongings turned into RUBBISH DUMP. Yeah! Like my existence was not there before. WHAT A GOOD MATE.<br /><br /><br />AND!!! AND!!! AND the floor. If you have wet foot stepping on it, you can see dark-blacky-foot-stain. with your toes, in nice shape. I totally have NO IDEA how he can survive through a dusty dirty stinky room. Some more you know what? When I entered the room, he doesn't even care after he saw me looking at my OWN BED. Like not his fault. Oh yea. He has thick skin. Won't be embarrassed. Then I "ehk-ehmmm" he only pretend to tidy up the room. What a sick person.<br /><br /><br /><br />Thank God for giving me so LITTLE trouble.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8630389488316072415?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-27410452130780065712009-11-19T21:17:00.005+08:002009-11-19T21:51:47.866+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Dang Dang Dang Dang!!! I dono this one is which working day redi... haha paiseh... haha, b4 going to work, my sis wan me take photo... and i wear this...<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVKVGp6QzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_CEZN-Tc1mQ/s1600/DSCN4374.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVKVGp6QzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_CEZN-Tc1mQ/s400/DSCN4374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405808654152254258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Haha, nice leh? lol, looks like GAY!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVLXhdAqRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r4WpgTckm4Q/s1600/DSCN4376.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVLXhdAqRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/r4WpgTckm4Q/s400/DSCN4376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405809795217271058" border="0" /></a><br />haha, that morning started to feel sick... dono y... sial, i ask for off, my boss don let... so this is the working situation. Have a look pls.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVLyte2oSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qnPVUhQyT5s/s1600/DSCN4379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVLyte2oSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qnPVUhQyT5s/s400/DSCN4379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405810262302695714" border="0" /></a><br />Yea. Im working alone. All the while Im alone. But nvm, I sudah biasa. Do things alone, work alone. Have lunch alone. This is boss order. Tats y i can get use to it lo...<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVMTLlToJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/exv6ZwvUbYc/s1600/RSCN4380.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SwVMTLlToJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/exv6ZwvUbYc/s400/RSCN4380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405810820138639506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Head ache arrrrrrr.... pain lo... but wat to do, work things alone... no one will buy panadol for me de la...<br /><img hidden="true" style="border: medium none ; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647; opacity: 0.6; display: none;" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" id="myFxSearchImg" height="24" width="24" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2741045213078006571?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-79210674536996376122009-11-12T21:05:00.002+08:002009-11-12T21:11:58.359+08:00I nvr thought tat its freaking pain that can cause death man.... sigh, after the so call operation, I merely chew and eat bcz my jaw is in immense pain.... but i cant scream in agony....<br /><br />the pain is like... FARK<br />I need something that pain kills pain... not anti-pain pills... Now i can understand the pain of those ppl, especially those older ppl who cant chew.... WTF I hate this feeling and wanna bite my teeth harder....<br /><br /><br />No one knows except those who undergo this so call operation... those who have worse case than me will suffer more.... currently i stop work for 3 days, and continue on 15 &amp; 16, but after tat i might be jobless.... how? sial!!!<br /><br /><br />Now I seriously feel like wan some one to punch at my mouth, my jaw.... or even bite till lose all those teeth.... and my tongue now is suffering man!!! cant really move, once i move it, will be cut by those sharpy things installed in it... and it will be "hurted" ( Teck wei taught me this word)<br /><br /><br />ARRRRRR<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7921067453699637612?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-71642640637855322862009-11-07T22:32:00.002+08:002009-11-07T22:37:47.334+08:00y swt? bcz i gave my number to an uncle who is balding.... and wats more? he offered me, wanna go out nite play play... with girls la... but need big and long STICK.... wahsai, somore give me her number... the most important thing is FREE!!!!<br /><br />No need to PAY.... wahlao... then suddenly i red face.... and my heart pumping hard... then i tell my self wtf??? IS THIS? Some kinda tricks? wahliao... like tat oso got ka???<br /><br />then i said i wanna off work and i cabut le... when i work i really met alot of swt ppl one.... dono y ....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7164264063785532286?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-70340044449041547942009-11-05T23:02:00.002+08:002009-11-05T23:08:09.844+08:00Today i read a magazine on teaching couples sex, relationship and one nite stand... is DAMN informative.... but don think negatively till im a pervert like tat pls...<br /><br />Quite useful tips on it... lol... i will borrow it!!! Yeah!!! btw, i chat with my fren, girl la.... and get to know tat mus one week tfk twice oni healthy... wahsai...<br /><br />im in deep trauma... jus heard ppl tfk, but dono tfk... wat shud i do now... Now im surfing net searching " isit true that man need to tfk to keep healthy so tat the sperm can regen? if not wat happen? Nvr tfk wat will happen?" Sial.... Who can help me? (not help me tfk PLS) who can supply me this info?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7034004444904154794?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-79852272896449940142009-11-03T16:58:00.003+08:002009-11-03T17:44:18.122+08:00I dono y... I always kena this type of ppl... again... Some OLD LONELY MAN finds me and chat with me... damn SIAL... Last time in LRT oso like tat.... now i work oso like tat...<br /><br />WAHLAO EH WTF WHO CURSED ME WITH THIS ASS HOLE THING??? WANNA HUG ME WANNA HAVE FEELINGS? SHIT U KANASAI SOSHITE KANINA...<br /><br />PUI! IM NOT GAY MAN... NOW KEEP CALLING ME DONO GAO LAN..!!! DENG<br /><br />A divorced man come and find me saying rubbish thing... I jus wan him to buy my voucher and end up like tat.... somore said wanna sponsor me buying a new handphone.... al-hamduli ah..........<br /><br />GOD pls save me from this MAN.... luckily he hasnt become a stalker.... if not I sure mati 9 9...<br /><br />Dont u feel geli ka? Its so disgusting.... 'dont u feel that we go to private place, oni u and me, no other ppl, i hug u u hug me...' HOLY CRAP....<br /><br />PIECE OF SHIT!!!! YAK SI LA...<br /><br />Somore wat? Hug each other!!! its not painful.... wat im thinking of is banana go into ass.... not painful???!!!?!?!! !@#$%^&amp;*()<br /><br />WAHSAI.... speechless already... deng... my very old post told u all, don have 'yuan fen' with girls, but plenty of tat with 'OLD MAN'!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7985227289644994014?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-39101008569937753812009-11-01T11:00:00.002+08:002009-11-01T11:12:10.401+08:00wats up? im now working... alone... yeah, tats right working alone... nvm, cz im already familiar with this word... ALONEZ.<br /><br />and now im sick. But still have to go to work. Y? bcz my boss said, ' y oni u say wan off for a day?' (need to work 7 days a week) ' u shud tell me 48 hrs b4 u wanna off!!!' ??? I was like duh? R u god? u know when u gonna fall ill? if u r prophet u can know when u sick then whole world punya doctor sudah bankrupt la!!!<br /><br />y i say so? bcz if u know u gonna fall sick on certain day at which time which time, of cz u gonna take prevention or some vitamins to stay healthy right? this company kinda fk up... no joke! its sohai one... but nvm, i still can work, come challenge my patience, come challenge my determination, I will WORK AND TAKE UR RM80 per DAY... + commission, I work OT by distributing brochures, I don need them to pay me OT, they don appreciate, SIAL MAN...<br /><br />NVM, I ve done wat I could do. somore, if I wanna off I need to find ppl replace my position in SUMMIT. WTF? is this rasional? logic ka? u work in company if u wan take leave, u need find ppl replace u? common sense right? but this company wans me to do tat...<br /><br />since im always alone, i don have frens who are willing to replace for me... nvm one, i still can tahan... tats y i will take ur RM80 per DAY.... !@#$%^<br /><br /><br />Oh yea, today is Lawrence bday... I wished him at 11.01 Am, bcz today is 1/11/2009.... tada....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3910100856993775381?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-68744529737303644912009-10-28T08:45:00.003+08:002009-10-28T08:54:59.559+08:00Good news, Im working now.<br />Bad news, Im fk up.<br /><br />Im working as promoter. Promote wat? Promote streamyx? Promote wimax? NO. Im promoter hair voucher for hair treatment, for example, u have baldness, then u come find me, i give u special price RM18 for a treatment session, cheap right? RM 18...<br /><br />Now working at Summit, and the main point is --- working ALONE.<br />No partner, no ppl to talk around, jus drag customers in. Stand there distribute brochure, and need to see those stupid fellow punya reaction.<br /><br />An aunty, "Do I look like one that need the treatment?" (stern looking) oh gosh, WTF man !!! and FTW (fk the world man!!!) so lucky I drag this kind of customers... some ask around but don wan the treatment...<br /><br />Some have serious baldness and hair loss, but refuse the treatment, while some has forest hair, but they wan the treatment; When I doing my job by promoting, no one wanna choi me, when I sit down and rest, reading comic, customers who wanna buy the voucher appear pulak....<br /><br />Sial somore, need to work until 16 Nov, NO HOLIDAY, NO WEEKEND HOLIDAY, 9/7 (9 hrs a day, 7 days a week) from 11 AM to 8 PM... Sial right? If wanna off, then need to find ppl to take over ur place by urself... Daily pay RM 80, Commission per voucher RM7, must have minimum 2 voucher oni have commission.... swt ==<br /><br />SIEN LA.... the MAIN POINT is working alone... dono can bring laptop there anot...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6874452973730364491?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-75622670582712755002009-10-20T22:16:00.002+08:002009-10-20T22:23:15.875+08:00My piano, haiz, speechless.... i practice a new song, oso took me damn long time... haiz, i love tat song, and hope god can bless me play it well...<br /><br />now im no more rotting in home... practice and practice and practice then game game game, then eat eat eat and finally sleep sleep sleep... tats my life for 3 months... oh yea, oso swim swim swim...<br /><br />haha<br /><br />so more need go OPERATION, but i wont die de, JAW-WIDENING OPERATION... sial so scared....<br /><br />next time u see my jaw is wide one, now the doctor said my jaw is not like others, is V-shape, so my permanent teeth cannot out... then severe pain?<br /><br />Jaw too small, skull oso small, face oso small, eye oso small, teeth oso small, wats big? swt... god bless me god bless me....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7562267058271275500?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-28361484961123716862009-09-24T20:24:00.014+08:002009-09-24T22:26:34.229+08:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Here's the BDAY BOY<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SruBV4wzFrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vk5_4t2zB8I/s1600-h/DSCN4299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SruBV4wzFrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vk5_4t2zB8I/s400/DSCN4299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385039992465856178" border="0" /></a><br />Yea. I know what you are thinking. That's right. You might think "you mature? you macho?" haha... Just simply write one... Guess what? What happened on 22/09/2009? Hmmm, in this post, I will list down who wish me all that... hahaha<br /><br /><br /><br />HP<br /><br />Xien Ying<br />Mama<br />Shu Yun<br />Papa<br />Harry Hor<br />Mei Jie<br />Jing Jing<br />Lawrence See<br />HanJun<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />FB<br /><br />Monica William<br />Samson Ooi<br />Amber Lim<br />Chin Thye<br />Tony Chong<br />Hui Yen<br />Alya Liyana<br />Deborah<br />Nurul Hani<br />Shi Wei<br />Matt Sia<br />Jashen<br />Yen Nee<br />Bao Hung<br />Xin Yin<br />Kok Hau<br />Elizabeth Li<br />May Lee<br />Mei Young<br />Isabell Tham<br />Shu Wei<br />Seen Seen<br />Leung Kheet<br /><br /><br />thx man... and oh yea... Now got 2 subjects already GG... probably I played GG so often, make me Gua Gao lo... Currently Geotechnical Engineering... haiz... feel like wanna repeat leh... Scary.... KOWAIII<br /><br /><br /><br />the happenings on 22/09/2009...<br /><br />Midnite, received someone's sms, followed by call. Its from XienYing. Haha, kinda get a 'current shock' because she remembered my birthday. haha, well, I do really hope those close one to me remembered. But sometimes do not put your hope till so high level, if not you might have bigger disappointment, who knows? Then Xien Ying called me, that time I was GG-ing... Then I received Big Mama's sms... the sms is shown<br /><br />" 儿子 Happy Birthday :-) "<br /><br /><br /><br />Wah, so short... but nevermind la... haha... Then around 2.45 AM, while I was sleeping alone in the dark, making pig's sound, my phone seemed like vibrating violently... Why? because there was a bunch of NUTS, calling me to wish me birthday... and the caller bluffed me saying there were 10 people there, but actually was 4 people, studying, nono, I should say burning the midnight oil in UTAR... the caller was the famous Mr.Ken...<br /><br /><br /><br />Morning, I woke up, continue my war in GG world. Then Ken tossed me a call saying that he will reach my place serveral minutes more... Then I opened door for him, and he said he went for marathon-study, known as 马拉松读书... woke up at 5PM 21/09/2009 then started studying from night till 9AM 22/09/2009... Then few minutes after chating through msn (laptop), he already collapse... but haven't fainted. Just slept, till 12 PM something, before this, he reminded me to wake him up so that we will have our lunch at 12PM. But since he is so kesian after the marathon, I thought letting him to take an hour more nap would be ok... who knows? only GOD knows, that the Seen Seen, who was so unlucky to lock herself between the big gate and the door of her house, gave Mr.Ken a call... Wahsai, looks like he got scolded from Seen Seen, because of being not punctual.<br /><br /><br />So how? Told you already, good people hard to be you know, in order to calm the temperature-rising Seen, he blamed me lo... what else can I do? Just nodded lo... Later we went to Sri Pelangi to wake the pig, the REAL PIG... and went to Pizza Hut (GK) to have our lunch... Undeniable fact, that my UTAR SRC's Gangs friends, they eat so little... I don't realize this until... we cannot finish the Pizza that time... and we ta pao (2 slices) and they said for my dinner... =.=|||<br /><br /><br />After that, time to head home, we walked REAL PIG back to his hostel and headed to Seen Seen's car to retrieve my Present... Yay yay, got present leh...!!! the present is... dang dang dang dang!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SrtxvJ8UuDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dXgY3eh4XTY/s1600-h/DSCN4278.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SrtxvJ8UuDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dXgY3eh4XTY/s400/DSCN4278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385022834388285490" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Haha, felt paiseh also, never heard ROMP before, only have seen the plastic bag before lol...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srtz2tb63wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C9xOg6bZeOc/s1600-h/DSCN4279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srtz2tb63wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C9xOg6bZeOc/s400/DSCN4279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385025163198390018" border="0" /></a><br />This is a lolipop from Seen Seen, lemon flavour... haha<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt1eCpZ00I/AAAAAAAAAEU/YO3RsAU_KdM/s1600-h/DSCN4280.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt1eCpZ00I/AAAAAAAAAEU/YO3RsAU_KdM/s400/DSCN4280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385026938418615106" border="0" /></a><br />This is just the wrapper, at first look, me and Kelvin thought it was wrapped by Newspaper, but take a deeper look, you can find out it was "special Newspapers" ... hahaha<br />At first, I was like 'ha? newspapers?' haha, shocked for a while lo...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt4g__b4mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O5N3QBuNHAw/s1600-h/DSCN4281.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt4g__b4mI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O5N3QBuNHAw/s400/DSCN4281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385030287780209250" border="0" /></a><br />The first present lo... nice?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt5nHBaN-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vL3Ry2ltoZs/s1600-h/DSCN4282.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt5nHBaN-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vL3Ry2ltoZs/s400/DSCN4282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385031492258379746" border="0" /></a><br />How bout this?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt6Hz3GmgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pTzFqiLfgyk/s1600-h/DSCN4283.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt6Hz3GmgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pTzFqiLfgyk/s400/DSCN4283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385032054050560514" border="0" /></a><br />This?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt9h03pD-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_y46Q3zBXY/s1600-h/DSCN4285.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt9h03pD-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_y46Q3zBXY/s400/DSCN4285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035799532736482" border="0" /></a><br />If I put it on my body? Nice boh?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt99lehcFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/83mHTh_FF_0/s1600-h/DSCN4289.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt99lehcFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/83mHTh_FF_0/s400/DSCN4289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036276437184594" border="0" /></a><br />Yeng ma?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt-YNplHaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XpYB0CjmoUE/s1600-h/DSCN4292.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt-YNplHaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XpYB0CjmoUE/s400/DSCN4292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036733897579938" border="0" /></a><br />Suai ge?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt-7mQd2aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jqy_W5HU174/s1600-h/DSCN4298.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/Srt-7mQd2aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jqy_W5HU174/s400/DSCN4298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385037341798554018" border="0" /></a><br />Suits me anot? Seen Seen wants to know whether suits me anot... LOL, she too gan chiong liao...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SruA_O02yzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/H74K17FOXHg/s1600-h/DSCN4300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SruA_O02yzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/H74K17FOXHg/s400/DSCN4300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385039603251465010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />haha, that's all for today's update, since Seen Seen wanna know suits me anot, then I post this to blog and let her Xin Shang my MANNESS lol... haha<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2836148496112371686?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-86977955384120873782009-09-22T23:41:00.002+08:002009-09-22T23:58:01.621+08:00haha, wat a happy day... i have less than 5 mins to jot down wat happened today... my 20th bday... now studying, but tomolo, not few minutes later, but after Geo Exam i will update this blog with my happenings on 22/09/2009... time flies so fast... i have 3 minutes left to make a wish... hahah<br /><br />continue tomolo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8697795538412087378?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-88470604275962813032009-09-18T18:37:00.003+08:002009-09-18T18:42:02.185+08:00so sienz... whole house left me...<br /><br />im ALONE... can be said Home Alone... Ktar ians sudah balik kampung, Utar ians all wont come back stay here... sienz... oni laptop facing me 24 hrs... wahlao... kinda get a weird feeling, telling me the whole world is dying, oni left me... sleep oso need cover whole body cz scared of piao piao...<br /><br />wat shud i do? eat alone, think alone, study alone, play alone... but not talk alone... cz talk with piao piao ma... =.=<br /><br />sore wa boku no sonzai no chikara... raining now, staring at the sky, dono wat to do... enjoying the cold wind... wahsai, this is old man's life man!!! haiz... pity me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8847060427596281303?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-20137013297139795202009-09-14T22:42:00.002+08:002009-09-14T23:03:30.246+08:00Yesterday, I was so happy lol...<br /><br />My parents sign up for a policy, Great Eastern combo with the OCBC bank, so I get the chance to play a game... neh, u sure watch tv show de ma... the game is like u trap in a small, freaking sempit chamber, and all money stuffed inside... then got vacuum blower.... pump la... pump the money up then u catch catch lo... jus like catching buggies...<br /><br /><br />then I observe how they catch lo... u cant bent down and get those money anyway... then jus awhile observation, i know some smart ways lo... i realized the wind blows in a circular way, like small tornado... then i was not tat stupid go and catch buggies, I put my hand at a certain place (above the blower) since the money has the highest concentration there, then when i have my hands fill with money, immediately put those money into ur the other hand...<br /><br /><br />this is not enuf still, ur eyes need to be alert, differentiate the RM1 , RM 10 and RM 50...<br />since the RM1 and RM 50 almost same in color, RM1 almost 99%, RM 10 a few, and RM 50 4 pieces... however, the previous person took away 3 RM 50, u still have the chance to get the last one... (money is refilled every 1 hour, so see the luck lo)<br /><br />while my luck is the worst one, so when sampai me, RM 50 - no more, RM 10 - pieces, RM1 less than 50 pieces... so wats ur probability to get a good one? ( others they got over RM 100, average RM 120...)<br /><br />so the we told the manager no more RM50 liao leh, so playing this no fun at all... then the manager so good go add in money, anyway, its time to refill cz pass one hour le... and i used my strategy to get RM103 for the first time, the second time I got RM 148, thx to the RM50... any way, my advice for playing this game is, don aim for RM50 la, the probability is freaking low, y not aim for others like RM10, since u need to focus on grabbing the money and also using ur leg to push the money to the blower and let it blows up... u have no time to concentrate on RM50, so jus be aware with RED COLOR paper lo...<br /><br /><br />damn fun and exciting de lo... u shud go play play and experience it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2013701329713979520?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-31511803794753883042009-08-28T13:35:00.002+08:002009-08-28T14:37:12.680+08:00Yesterday was so fantastic... I had nvr imagined after Structural Analysis 2 test, I was in really bad mood... cz the topics i aimed for didnt come out... so? die la...<br /><br />then after tat, was my presentation, too bad tat time redi no mood liao... sienz... then my frens suggested wanna go for movie, at Brem Mall, kepong. So he fetched 3 of us, plus him 4 ppl lo... reached there around 5.15pm then we buy tickects, which cost us RM9 for 7PM punya screening. Then we headed to Chin Thye's house there and had our dinner for Crabby...<br /><br />we learned the crabby lesson... and got my hand cut by the hazardeous crabby shell... pain in the finger... and we ordered 2kg crab = 4 crabs, which cost us RM64 + the vege total up = RM100 for 4 person... then after 2 hrs of cracking the crab shells, using 10 fingers to lick the crab, after the crab jus spreaded all our cloths, we finally carried our heavy stomach to the cinema again...<br /><br /> The movie title is Laughing Gor, which was based on the series " xue jing ju ji " found in my previous post de... it is a prequel of the series.. which lasted for 1.5 hr... nice oso, i like it... cz got laughing gor... the whole cinema was so quiet, bcz the whole cinema oni got 5 of us, including Chin Thye... we finished our movie around 8.30PM, and guess wat? the host drove us to Sky 1, one of the cheapest cyber cafe in GK...<br /><br />again, we continue our journey to GK having a 4 hr package... = RM4... Cheap? yeah, definitely...<br />tat time, we reached sky 1 was around 10 something... then played played played till 3Am... y? becz we boh syok and added money till 3 AM... sienz... lagi wat? the idiotic driver ajak us go Steven Corner... Memang Siao Lang, we ate, so called Supper, till 4PM something... memang pro dao... then oni fetched me home... tat time, I too lazy to bath jus slept like tat...<br /><br />(i know u wan say me so dirty) but nvm, 4 something, almost 5 Am i went to slp... then i put 8AM punya alarm, but woke up at 10... then ? of cz missed my frens' presentation on 9AM la... luckily not me... hehe<br /><br />then i no bath again, str8 away go class... then continue slp, awake, slp again, awake, then beh tahan liao, i took L's handphone and play... haha, tooo geng liao!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3151180379475388304?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-54387403176838459702009-08-25T09:23:00.002+08:002009-08-25T09:41:41.797+08:00i hate those ppl saying how pro they are all tat, especially my housemates...<br /><br />dono wtf with them, say till how pro how pro, pro in the sense of not studying till last minutes and still can get A... wth? then in the process, i saw them open their books wide enuf, highlighting their reference books...<br /><br />I was like errrr.... studying last minutes? now i can come to conclusion that those who are avid readers (study type la) will nvr admit they read alot. Those who diam diam one, are those who really seldom study. this is proven true... very deng one, i asked them y study now? they answered me study for fun. =.=||||| my heart replied, i tot u only study last minutes?<br /><br />and there are idiots think that study last minute is supre cool, yea right, if u really study during study week, means u din study for tests and quizes as well as tutorial, but only for exam at that very one week of study leave, plus u still can score high marks, then i shall cut down my penis for u....<br /><br />and i would like to say that my housemates like to say wat good deeds they have done, repeating all the time... wahliao, u done good deeds need ppl know de meh? sienz lo being an idiot is the most common actions for KTARians... this is wat i can tell.. they tend to boast on wat they have, even though they have a little amount. This is freaking lame, y? bcz i hav the opportunity to ejek him with his attitude in front of anyone, but i din do so, if not he will dulan me... like some says, we must be smart in hiding our feelings.... if not we will rugi...<br /><br />haiz, waiting for test and exams, thinking hard of making my coursework marks higher... now damn worry for my group member who is going to present the geotech assignment, since his english is ma ma dei oni...<br /><br />Subjects to aim for A (A-)<br /><br />geotechnical<br />structural<br />fluid<br /><br />B (B+)<br />hydro<br /><br />but i think jus dream nia? dono about hydro and fluid... i hav the feeling, its like kinda hard...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-5438740317683845970?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-78255976882107678452009-08-20T21:16:00.002+08:002009-08-20T21:50:29.176+08:00I don really like Sing K... cz last time I went with mom and her frens.... pls don say i lame or swt or watever.... tat time is form 5... so i think this is the second time i go sing K...<br /><br />haha, cz im a guai guai zai...<br />3PM, we had our ride on monorail from titiwangsa... they made the appointment 3PM one... so it took us 15 mins to reach timesquare red box... swt right? then they compete with each other...<br />cz some1 experienced said need 10 mins, the other said 15 mins, the curly hair said 20 mins, i said 12 mins...<br /><br />so guess who's right?<br />no one's right... the real one is 14 mins... but luckily no one said wan chop off dick.... if not all become 'tai jian' liao... in english i think is eunuch? haha... so tat so called bet, we din lose our precious thing...<br /><br />we reached there, and check in lo... then we chose the package 3 hrs one... sial man!!! each person get 2 free drinks... there were some orang asli, like nvr see mic b4 keep on holding it nad press those songs... keep pressing... over and over again, till the list is gona explode... swt right?<br /><br />then somore they cut cut cut, means cutting queue... wahliao... got such thing de meh??? i think the best way is 3 songs u choose, then next person 3 songs, then next... like a cycle like tat ma...<br />they don do it this way de wor.... they chooooooose, make the list burst liao first, then oni cut cut cut... then 1 of my fren readi dulan... cz he chose the song at the beginning, and get to sing it when time almost up... so selfish... i mean wat so good abt singing K? so nice meh... i wonder y ppl like to go there again and again... i mean once in a while ok la... haiz...<br /><br />then almost 3 hrs liao... and wats more? they decided to add up another 2.5 hrs... make it until 9 PM... i tot it was ok for me... cz i hav driver... then the process took place more violently... (make the song list burst)so sienz... 1 of us din really wanna sing... i think he so malu... swt, 5 of us is malat lou, so y so malu? no girls oso... all GAYSSSS, hahaha<br /><br />then we 5 malat lou so happy when seeing girls pass by... we curi curi tengok outside, and one of the GOD's gift was 2-KLCC-thick-legs... wow... too much... haha<br />somore wat? my malat lou frens dono i can rap... swt... i sing rap songs more than their love love songs... don really like slow pace songs... if slow pace songs, mus be very nice one... we added up RM10 each person till 9PM and we had our buffet dinner there... eat all u can... geng leh... even though not tat nice, but I had many rounds... the crab and the lala there were SUX... not fresh at all... haiz.... still ok, nvr had stomach ache untill morning...<br /><br />and the last song we had was the 古巨基 the many-mix-songs... dono last how long.... so freaking long.... everybody had the chance to sing their parts... swt kao kao... and when we settle our bill the amount was RM103.50 for 5 person.... maybe still ok ba?<br />haha... then when we went back, by monorail, we reached the titiwangsa, my fren parked his car at the unoccupied flat there... so damn dark tat time and soooooo spooky... first i was scared of thinking those 飘飘, u know? those floating floating things la... cz is jus like in the movie, dead city like tat... flats with no lights, no doors, no windows... we were accompanied by cold wind...<br /><br />later when we get back into the car, guess wat? few motors approaching us... i lagi scared, cz afraid of kena gangbang!!! scared they rob me!!! luckily they were nothing but mere rats, cz we have car, we got tanker, we can BANG them off, BANG them till fly to sky... not i said one, my fren said one...<br /><br />k la... wan watch movie liao... so BB<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7825597688210767845?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-50916009366473686962009-08-13T20:47:00.002+08:002009-08-13T20:53:56.280+08:00Shit, my hair is like keras till can stand... so rough man...<br />but i din use conditioner.... now my hair harden redi...<br />Shun Chiat, who accompanied me, has experienced this too, and now, he is much different from me, cz his hair is memang keras one!!!!<br /><br />he has luen hair, so no need to be afraid of lo...<br />and he advised me use conditioner... i had a shock of my entire life, that he got use conditioner for his LUEN hair... curly.... jus like curly fries of A&amp;W!!! wahaha<br />wah, one more thing that shocked me is his body, altho he is shorter than me but more muscular than me lo... and compared to him, im like bak jam kai like tat...<br /><br />tomolo going again... wanna learn fast fast<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-5091600936647368696?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-48029528062062745372009-08-09T14:32:00.003+08:002009-08-09T14:48:13.398+08:00Haiz, I have just missed my party reunion thing arrrr..... yesterday, i chose to join ken and his frens going to this utar traveler trip lo... i have no comments to write about tat trip, if i write <strong>K</strong> will shoot all those ASS HOLE THINGS <a href="mailto:!@#$%">!@#$%</a> things la... so i have to stay quiet and keep all those comments to myself oni... So u know wat I will tell u abt the trip... there are only a few person I can share with, which is <strong>Law</strong>, <strong>L </strong>and Jun... Sienz... anyway, <strong>K </strong>don read my blog since he told me he so <a href="mailto:!@#$%">!@#$%</a> about my previous post saying all his bad things... nvm<br /><br /><br />I used to be a straight forward guy... but now i have changed, i wan to be secretive... jus like they do... since he told me like so many useful things, to be secretive..<br /><br /><br />now back to the topic...<br />I have things to do... lab report and assignments are pending... sienz, now gonna do it, but Im so happy that my lappy is ready for collection! yes! this is the first thing lo... secondly, I will be attending IJM ceremony leh... dono how is it one... anticipating leh... and thirdly, I will begin my swimming training this week leh!!! yes, i wanna try swimming agin lol.... with my buddies lol...<br /><br /><br />one more thing, regarding seen's post.... wahkao!!! I look so short in ur fb photos... u r really TALL leh... and my picture of having lolipop... errr, so damn ugly... haiz....<br /><br /><br />and I find some reason behind those SRC reactions, when seeing me... now i know liao... nvm I wont tell here anyway, cz I ve learnt it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-4802952806206274537?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-88641003641796421182009-07-19T14:58:00.004+08:002009-07-19T15:07:09.698+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SmLEwfwYvTI/AAAAAAAAADU/cEK9z-sO1YE/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SmLEwfwYvTI/AAAAAAAAADU/cEK9z-sO1YE/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360062843961523506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Click the picture to get a better view... worth to click it... trust me<br /><br /><br />Can see who I circled it out?<br /><br />That's right, it's Kah Yee Lim... - Lim Kah Yee la...<br /><br />I dono u play dota one leh...<br />It Kampar ex-SR... She was playing DotA???<br />Wow, she so busy... rupa rupanya playing Garena... So odd....<br /><br />Lol....<br />Actually isnt her lai de la.. Coincidence nia...<br /><br />Haha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8864100364179642118?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-51724875878374781352009-07-15T18:26:00.003+08:002009-07-15T18:37:00.479+08:00It was an open book test, all about fluid... U get what I meant by OPEN BOOK?<br /><br />Open Book - Open Copy Test...<br />At first, I don't know anything about solutions book... However, someone told me that there's a book consisting all answers and solutions of those questions found in the reference book. I was shocked, wow, got such book one ar???<br /><br />Rupa rupanya, those solutions were written by someone, whom I think he/she is too free to finish up all questions, page by page... all handwritten...<br />And guess what?<br /><br />Almost every student in the lecture hall had those books in their hands... Wahliao, somore wahkao man, when the test started, they were busy copying those answers... Why? Because the questions were from the book... Not all, only one question was exactly the same, others were similar only... The whole hall you could see those students were busy copy paste... somore discussion was allowed that time, the lecturer purposely went out for about 5-10 minutes... Swt...<br /><br />I was so speechless, my friend and I, 2 people were so helpless, dono what to do... za dao, the first question quite hard, unlike the second and third... Helpless and speechless...<br />I wonder how was it when Ah Ken had his exam... Open Copy test???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-5172487587837478135?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-32278764040969745382009-07-09T00:03:00.002+08:002009-07-09T00:33:57.417+08:00When I saw this title for the movie review, i knew it was a comedy and romance show, just like what I watched today afternoon. It's story about the couple who were ready for marriage, and they planned to have their wedding in dono St.XXX church. That church is so special because the priest provides a unique course specially for couples who plan to have their wedding there lo. For those who nearly fail to pass the course, surely they will think that the priest is playing their feelings and trying to be the bad guy, 'spanar' splitting the couples up. Indeed, some parts of the show was so ridiculous. Nonsense la... Just like the blindfolding- driving session.<br /><br />The woman drives, with blind fold, the man gives the instructions for the directions. Then the priest sits beside the woman lo. There's extra wheel steering for safety purpose. And you can see almost everytime the priest help out, by controlling the steering la, then the guy also la, so chicken, almost wanna bang redi, he acted like an ostrich, hiding himself... what is the purpose of doing this, if the priest keep helping? And what happen if the priest lost control and crash onto another vehicle, and die not even passing the course, not even marry? Really swt man...<br /><br />One more part, this one I was stunned by the baby robot, in the show. They experience the process of having baby robots, they take care of the baby for few days... And the man damn funny la, couldnt control the temper of himself, and use the robot to whack.... somore, if you really realise, the woman was like don't really commit into it. At first, the woman refused to carry the baby. And in the shopping mall, she doesn't even want to change the dypers, immediately say got something to buy bla bla bla... somore said wan 4 children...<br /><br />Sometimes, I really don't know what girl wants. They demand different things each time. When you have a crush on that girl, you propose. Then she rejected you. You don't have any idea if she really dislike you or not. If you go for 2nd time, she might say you are so irritating and annoying. If you don't go for her for 2nd time, she say you are not sincere enough... Then please teach me, what should I do? Bang my head on the wall to send you the message, that I am sincere and also stupid at the same time? wth... girls are creatures that are hard to believe, anyone can correct me if I'm wrong? Any idea or discussion, or you can tell me the real way to solve this kind of questions? Please don't tell me different girls act differently, having different thoughts all that... I don't know about this la... and so obvious, if you keep repeating or emphasizing someone, especially a guy's name infront of your fiancee, sure he will get frustrated or jealous la... don't believe then go try and tell me the result... in the show the woman like, wow, she asked the opinion of her fiancee about the cheese and bla bla bla, and in the end she chose what she wants... So lame la, even for stupid will get angry too la...<br /><br />BTW, Im anticipating for Kelvin's durian... Yay, share share... Please drop any comments about girls here...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3227876404096974538?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-74970153485617586452009-06-27T00:09:00.003+08:002009-07-02T17:32:23.059+08:00Actually, a mini-size election such as SRC for UTAR, is such a XXX stuff. Why would I say so? First, the voters are all friends, all are your well-known close buddies. Voters in UTAR FES campus, with a sum of 165. Imagine the whole campus which is packed of humans, gathering at the campus cafeteria during noon time, which such a pathetic amount of voters. I wonder what will the SRC think of the voters. Indeed, they seem too delighted, in other words, they are so 'high' and proud because there's only one candidate for few post. Which means, they can win the position without going through any hard fight, or experience any difficulty in obtaining their dreamed post.<br /><br />SRC, student representative committee, also known as Student Representative Council now, is formed by a few number of people. Why would I say SRC election is unfair? This resembles my previous post, which is gangbang game, who has more friends, who is more well-known, who has more charming looking face, these criterias actually is more important than the effectiveness of your performance. Look, don't misunderstand that I'm suspecting or insulting your performance for your work, but indeed, common sense told me that, SRC election in UTAR is not really welcomed, because out of so many students, only 165 people voted for their so called future in UTAR. And I don't think some voters even know those nominees. Why? Because I didn't see them introducing themselves to ALL of the UTAR students. In fact, this election, my mind tells me that we need the corporation from Students, all students. Even I could tell, some people don't even know what is SRC, and when is the SRC election been held, who is the winners, who are the nominees. Those voters, mostly are friends, which is connected, close one. They get the chance to vote because of their friends who are the nominees.<br /><br />So my suggestion here is, make it as hot as possible, this election is just like grand Malaysia election, compare to UTAR, view UTAR as the nation. I would say SRC, they just want to win the post, in other words, they don't really care about how others view it in other sense. Some I don't even think they can handle the task. For instance, Y1S1, he get to be nominated, and YYY, at certain program, he only knows talk talk talk, and leave my poor LSC do the work... I was the witness. So I know what's going on. Perhaps, I'm not really that committed, because I do work following my mood, study also same, this exclude playing. Play almost all the time. But today Ewai said that I can do work, but not responsible. Dono. Maybe gua, coz I follow my mood. If bad mood, no way I will finish my work with a nice blow; If my mood is good, it's play time; if my mood is normal, then I will do lo...<br /><br />Ewai said I'm childish somore, so hurt. Say I always play play play. Haiz. Nevermind. BTW, today's society AGM, was so fun, indeed. We got our free lunch. Haha, we must show our appreciation to Sherril ( art and craft, traveller's den), Ruth (Community service society), we ate pizza all noon long. We=me, yik wai, lazarus. We also need to thank Kelvin for not bursting all our evil mind out. But, after this lesson, we guarantee we will not touch Pizza for a long time, bcz we have phobia of eating pizza in 3 rounds.<br /><br />Kinda anticipating for the next AGM for other society, this is from yik wai, his evil idea, therefore, some one out there need to stop him from growing with this stupid idea, which is prepare pizza for their lunch.... yay yay...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7497015348561758645?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-78632778800147299632009-06-21T23:51:00.003+08:002009-06-22T00:28:46.430+08:00Sorry guys, it's been a while, I din update this blog... Jus now, upon my father's request and also today is father's day, I followed my dad's order, that is to join the AGM of my place la. Fuyioh man...<br /><br />bcz this AGM actually is for nomination and also election la... wahkao, tell u la, apparently, there are 2 teams, one is si beh lan si one, the other one quiet quiet.... one is hooligan and babarian, the other is diam diam ubi berisi... of cz, my dad attended every meeting, unlike me la... so he knew the situation, the fact that the old committee members, the touched the sinking fund, which is illegal la... and they hav lots of dirty work oso la... and now new committees are here to fight for us, fighting for rights, fighting for weaklings like us (lol), fighting or justice.... (exaggerate la)<br />they wanna find the proof la, so obviously, one side is like BN the other side resembles parti pembangkang la... so they started the meeting... bcz im the resident there, plus im over 18, plus im so handsome, (haha), plus im a pro (cheh), i got the chance to vote la... actually i don wanna go one...<br /><br />but this meeting actually open up my narrow mind. At first, there were babarians, talking shit, shouting here and there, from the old committee, keep claiming that the new ones were here to come and sapu the money... wahkao, u sendiri sapu still wanna point the fingers to others? still wanna accuse ppl... and also, we were entitled to vote for a unit, which means, a house can vote once for a single nominee.... and of cz the chairman is good side one, (autobot), and the bad guys (decepticons) keep making noise, like kids, small little pathethic kids... who only cry for milks, keep screaming... wahkao... there are 16 nominees, so they can vote 16 times.<br /><br />and now i oni know fat ppl hav louder voice... the good guy oni diam diam... and also we are given proxy, which means representative for the particular house... and this is where I said unfair adult game. Y? here's the point. Proxy. Unfair point started from proxy. Actually they can pakat with proxy thingy.... the good and bad side find many many friends la, and asked them to support their respective friends. So apparently, who has more friends, who win the game la... which is called 人多欺人少... and the first 2 nominees are bad guy (decepticons), when they got 59 votes (seems to be almost half) so he was so proud, and 60 votes went to the 2nd one... (there is total 140 voters)<br /><br />bcz 140 voters can vote 16 times for 16 nominees, up to them, get the idea? so the number doesnt matter.<br /><br />however, when the 3rd nominee, which is good guy (autobot) got 70 something votes, wow, the hall was so quiet, altho jus a while, a few second tranquility... then the pasar continue to its original state... and the most 'kua chiong' is the top one is 127 and 126 votes out of 140 votes... which means they got supporters from good and bad sides.... wow in short they are neutral...<br /><br />u know la, those bad guys came with 胸有成竹, always boo boo the good side.... act like children...<br />Somore initially the chairman don wan any recordings... y? wat I have in my mind is prevent from recording the hooligan immature act from those screamers... then they besar besar kan hal, asking y cannot record, timbulkan masalah oni... even im more matured... really i was so disappointed with those so called ADULTS...<br /><br />and y i said this is a game? bcz it's game that only depends on friends, ur allies, in numbers... swt right? Proxy... tats the thing... its unfair... somore wat? some go put fire and simply rubbish-ing here and there... wahkao, I recalled, who is more childish? me or them???<br /><br />they are so hopeless. and my dad told me, they did so cz they scared if they kena kick out, the new committees will find proofs and sue the old one for eating the money... ( not direct eat la, zzz, means they said wan install the CCTV and collect money, in the end the money dono go where... tats the story)<br /><br />also, friends will betray u... there are traitor oso....<br />y? initially the sided u, they said yalo yalo with everything u said, in the end, when comes to voting, they voted the bad guys, bcz they are friends.... so they are traitors.... and now i hav a thought, the new committes might hav traitors oso... traitors who help the old committees, help them to destroy the proofs... who knows??<br /><br />And for ur info, we hired MPSJ ppl to come to control a bunch of hooligans... tats right, this is actually an insult, if u think the other way round. u know wat i mean...<br />and as usual, the one who had lost, will talk rubbish, everything. right, everything... swt kao kao liao...<br /><br />one last thing i admire, which is a lawyer, he is neither committees nor voters, he actually is outsiders, with a bunch of them to witness and as advisors la... wat he said was so solid, nice man, ask those hooligans to behave like adults, like civilized ppl... wah, and wats more? he said this meeting is the worst among all wat he have seen... those uncivilized one sure kena shoot lo... Yes tats wat i like...<br /><br />Any how, I will try to get the video and try to post on youtube or blogger la, if can...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7863277880014729963?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-72545746146747487662009-05-21T21:09:00.003+08:002009-05-21T22:00:28.582+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://platinumpremierinfo.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/angels_and_demons.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 755px;" src="http://platinumpremierinfo.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/angels_and_demons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, guess what? I went to lowyat and times square with my brother, Lawrence. And so lucky, we watched this extremely thrilling mystery movie, starring Tom Hanks. Wow, Angels and Demons. Before I start to blog about this show, I want to know how many of you out there actually read the book or did some homework about this story?<br /><br />It seems interesting from the trailer? Or from the picture above? One who is a fans of sci-fi and action-packed movies will not really recommend this pathethic-little-monkey's show! Allow me to ask you a few questions. What would you think if Transformers and Terminators don't have any Robots exist in the story, throughout the whole plot, the whole storyline? What if Alien vs Predators are all about humans? No Aliens No predators...?<br /><br />This same applies to Angels and Demons, yeah, roughly get the idea of what I'm gonna tell you? It has unexpected plot, unexpected story line, and this lead me to the well of disappointment, a great disappointment. What I expected from the story was the struggle between good and evil, and till today, I found out actually the story only concerns about christianity and catholic. Nothing to do with Demons nor Angels. No Demons no angels equals to WORLD PEACE. I hope that my great length of disappointment can be recovered by watching my long awaiting Terminator and Transformer. Hope these two T-letter-Robotics movie can pull me out from the deep well of disappointment.<br /><br />Ok, here's how the movie is all about. A professor Robert Longdon (Tom Hanks) is responsible in his field in doing symbolical studies, all about Ancient symbols, such as from the period like Galileo. So happen that in the history of christianity and catholic, there's a group who opposes this religion, formed a group of people named Illuminati. Till now, a recent case, the leader of all christians, the Father (pops) had passed away, so they need a new one. And bla bla bla, our beloved hero, the professor is invited for a case of blackmailing, sent a word "Illuminati" to the police of Vacanti, telling them that they are going to set up bom that is made using the technology of modern science. The bom was stolen from a secret location experiment, which is higly confidential, top secret. Because they believe that when science and religion colide, this is where epic begins. And now, they are following the earth elements, which are land, air, fire and water. And they kidnapped the 4 priest, and set them in a place, which I forgot the names =p... So one by one, their lives will be threatened when the time comes, following the sequence of the earth elements. So the game has begun, Robert's job is to find the jig-saw-puzzle-like pieces of clues to find out the next place of execution of the 4 priest. So tell me, where did the hell those demons appear? Of course non la!!! All are human act, no demons and angels. The story ends by stating that the murderer was under the orders of Illuminati and was actually one of the priest's command. Then they found out and before that, they saved the Vatican citizens not by evacuating them from the city, but to take the bom to higher places, to the sky and let it explode there. Finally, they exterminate the bad guy. The end. No kissing. No SX18. No bed scene. No horror scene. Definitely safe for children below 12. Because it consist of Super-duper-hyper lame storyline. It's all about christianity. Nothing much, all about the priest's plan who wanted to be the successor of the dead one. Better don't waste time and money buying a RM7.00 ticket with the discount for a student, and sit in the cinema, waiting for a 2 hours show to finish, till your buttocks got red!!! And one reminder, there were words like Demons and Angels. First was Angel's statue, where it was located in one of the church, church St. Peter, if not mistaken. One more was the 'Demon's hole', it's a place inside the church. These are the words which are 'closely related' with the title of the show. And last best ever scene found in this show was, the explosion of the bom, modern advanced ion bom. I forgot the name, but something to do with ions and photons bom. Produced scientifically la. The explosion is superb, thumbs up for that! That's my review, NO OFFENSE!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7254574614674748766?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-74503162160833645362009-05-18T20:38:00.003+08:002009-05-18T22:45:06.797+08:00Wahkao!!<br /><br />Today morning, I spent some times doing the speech thingy, for tomorrow's interview... And I dono what to say man, but one thing Im sure, that is one must 'blow blow' one, jus like playing with fire, the stronger u blow, the happier the interviewers are... and guess wat? Im gonna do this man, wanna blow blow, try and see... wahahah<br /><br />And today so unlucky, need to rush back to Setapak to attend a 9-ppl-meeting... Nothing special happen during my journey, one word to describe, safe. Cz my mom keep saying, it's not safe to go there alone and now is holiday, no one will be there, NOT SAFE NOT SAFE....<br /><br />Then I told her, I wont die la... Like I don have tomolo like tat oh... And finally I reached there safely... And now Klck keep kacau-ing me...<br /><br />Once I arrived at my home, wah!! the dust like dono how many cm thick... Great, but not my room la... I cleaned it b4 I came back one... Guess wat? Nothing happen... =.=|| tak de robbery...<br />Then I went to have my lunch, and I discovered that TBR is gonna have another CC!!! Yeay Yeay, hope they can compete and brings out more cheap package lol...Around 4 CC opened there liao...<br /><br />In UTAR, only a few cats walking around... Then I had my meeting... bla bla bla, I din give any comments or opinion, jus read my newspapers and magazines... Wat a boring meeting la... I wonder wat should I do as a treasurer, in that meeting???!?!? No things I can do lo... Then something 'captivative', something 'shining' so brightly that I couldnt resist looking another time.. Ewai... Ewai's girlfren, so .. so .. speechless...<br /><br />Not pretty... One would say, normal looking... And he asked me nice anot... my response was : ' err, ok ok lo' I don wanna break his heart lo...<br /><br />Then the meeting ended after 1 hr 45 mins... U can imagine boh? Wat I was doing in 1hr 45 mins... looking around, doing nothing.... Sienz...<br />I admit Im blur sometimes, cz I din pay attention... Ppl are like tat... guess wat?<br />When I reached Kelana Jaya, I went to 7-11 to buy RM 1.70 Crispy... and I gave RM 5, meanwhile, I was looking at the wriggle chewing gum, RM 1.30... then blur blur that time, I don wanna buy the chewing gum, but I gave the cashier RM0.30... Cz I tot can get RM4.00 change...<br /><br />Then the cashier took it and REALLY gave me RM4.00... then I left the shop without thinking any things... Then again, I checked my wallet and found out... The cashier oso blur like me... Wahaha, suddenly save RM0.40 lol....<br /><br />Then another thing happened... Guess wat? I was asked to do some survey with some recycling things la... That lady asked me how old am I, then I answered 20 lo... She din believe and said I looked like 18... My heart reply la... 18 nia? not younger meh??? Cheh.... lol After that, she showed me a recycled stuff, very wangi one, ask me to smell it wor... then I blur blur trust her and smell it wor... very nice smell somemore wor... Then she asked me to support the recycling thingy, so ngam ngam my wallet left just now tat RM4.00 the cashier gave me lo... so I said I gave RM 2.00, AND u know wat the hell she said to me ar???? " Aiyo, the donors give at least RM30" that time, i was stunned, for 2 seconds... speechless... then she said nvm, next time oni...<br /><br /><br />After this, I recalled that got such ppl ask u go inhale some gases from their product and U blur blur follow them... Wahkao... so scare leh... Later I follow them they sell like slave to America then how ar.... like 卖猪仔... jus like in hong kong drama... tat instant like darkness fall...<br /><br />Blur sometimes bring more harm than goodness leh...<br />Maybe she saw me like easy to bluff then ask me donate money... 诈骗集团...<br /><br />The next post I will post my desktop changes... Icons changed into nicer view, everything changed... Yeah<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7450316216083364536?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-83972515064795946332009-05-14T00:54:00.001+08:002009-05-14T00:56:12.379+08:00<span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">妓女说：有缘千里来相会，两百块钱不算贵！<br />嫖客说：万水千山总是情，五十块钱行不行？<br />妓女回：春风欲渡玉门关，最低也得一百三！<br />嫖客怒回：天涯何处无芳草，八十块钱搞不搞！<br />妓女不语。<br />嫖客气怒：人间自有真情在，今天就带九十块！<br />妓女大骂：我拿青春赌明天，少过一百算强奸！<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-8397251506479594633?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-62333653735788338712009-05-12T09:00:00.002+08:002009-05-12T09:16:01.953+08:00Sigh, the environmental paper... really made me drop my jaws, when I saw those questions, and at that very moment, I felt that I manage to get a grade around B....<br />Sigh, all those memorizing things, I just 'blow blow' only, nothing I else I could do, and the calculation part, I didn't really memorize the particular formulae for certain condition, again, die...<br /><br />Today, the most awaiting day has arrived, the final paper for Year 2 Sem 1, today is the freedom day, it's different from independent day, although they share the same meaning - freedom...<br /><br />Most probably I will be going back on Wednesday, alone. My parents couldn't fetch me on weekdays. And it's ridiculous for me to wait till weekend ma... Lol, Kelvin said he is going back on Wednesday, maybe we can hang out in CC after exam...<br /><br />Sometimes, things wouldn't go as what you think. They might get worst, face it; they might get better, appreciate it. But sometimes, you have the power to change. Regret now; pointless, that's what I'm doing now. I shudn't let go of her. Sigh. One of my biggest mistake I ve made in my life.<br />But the fact is we are seperated, the chance is so mere, too mere to have any confidence in maintaining this relationship...<br /><br />Haiz...<br /><br />But anyway, today is my launch of my final beam,<br />a beam with a destructive power,<br />only limited with a blow,<br />it has the power to destroy anything,<br />even it is thousand miles away,<br />a beam that will leave y2s1 a history,<br />unexpectedly powerful bringing doom,<br /><br />yeah, study now, and strike for Soil Mechanics...<br /><br /><br /><br />"Gyarados, Dragonite, Hyperbeam attack NOW!!!"<br /><br />adapted from <em>Pokémon<br /><br /></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6233365373578833871?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-16176745012549713782009-05-08T11:16:00.002+08:002009-05-08T11:27:09.597+08:00Tons of things to do... really, all these things making my head going to burst-in-max...<br />Now Im waiting for a friend who had invited me for DotA but now he hasn't online yet. Yea, I have 2 more papers, which is environmental engineering and soil mechanics... Studied half of it...<br /><br />Need to clean up my plaptop from those rubbish files, save space and beautify it... watch drama and anime, need to practise piano, need fix computer and upgrades mus be done, clean up my tables because the papers like scattered everywhere, even on my bed, but I don't sleep with papers lo...<br /><br />Also, i need to prepare the speech for the interview, but this can be postponed... for now the most important stuff I need to do is study... cz environmental engineering isn't a subject for me to play play, cz I really dislike chemistry subjects, and unfortunately this subjects more or less relates to BIO... these already can make my head big....<br /><br />haiz, ppstream had made my time passed even faster than I thought. The scholarship thing I really have no idea lo, how to face it... now the only thing in my mind is how Im gonna spend my holidays??? Plan to go kai kai with frens, if any of u have plans like go for vacation pls tell me la, i don wan to be bored to death arrrr!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-1617674501254971378?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-67472133791445889892009-05-04T20:57:00.003+08:002009-05-04T21:17:16.574+08:00Today, was my 3rd day of exams... today's subject was Numerical. I was so worried that I couldn't pass it bcz the Bangladeshi guy doesn't seem to be so kind... luckily, the questions weren't that tough... but there was a guy name K. I told him I want to pass, he said I tipu him... wth man...<br /><br />but nevermind, today, I heard from my mom, saying that my car tutor had passed away, visa sudah expired... haiz, dono when is my turn. but of cz, i wanna be like sun-ng-hong la, wont die one... sommore so powerful...<br /><br />Yes, I just received a letter from IJM, yes, my steps toward getting my scholarship is much nearer now... hope will success, and if so, then I need to reduce lots of my time which was spent on anime and dramas liao... and sadly, I need to prepare a speech for the interview... and this company is in PJ man... 19 MAY, an important date to the window of my future....!!!!<br /><br />but of cz, i will not tell my parents bcz if I succeeded, I will show how I do all these by my own hands... but wat if I fail? better don tell lo...<br /><br />Now chatting with K and writting blog.... haiz, after this wanna watch drama.... haiz, after thought of it, better don tell my parents even if I get the scholarship... y? bcz if I manage to do so, I can get extra pocket money.... yeay.... pls pray for me so tat i can get my scholarships la.... haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6747213379144588989?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-15226787482159702632009-04-30T09:40:00.002+08:002009-04-30T10:00:11.495+08:00During the study week, I have been watching shows, dramas... Not really been into studying lo... As I was preparing for the next paper, which is Pengajian Malaysia, vivian said that it is unnecessary one wor... she said jus read few line can pass liao... I wonder how true it is lo...<br /><br />Yesterday nite, my fren from Australia, hanjun told me that he's having a project. So I realised oversea, they concentrate on task, group assingnment rather than theory... Well, u can say it's definitely a good opportunity to have exposure on those projects as we might have tons of it when we are in work...<br /><br />the project is : build a library on the cambodia's lake... floating one, and also mobile...<br /><br /><br />cool huh? and the project requirements are, u need to check out the price of lumber in cambodia, the standard size for lumber in cambodia, bcz cambodia cannot afford steel to build a floating library, u need to estimate all those using internet as ur only resource, since he said he got no hint from any books... Perhaps, maybe if Im going to study there, I would definitely wont watch anime, wont play games liao lo... U know y? becz the internet there, they charge at amount per month.. for eg, monthly u get 4 GB, means u can download maximum 4 GB...<br /><br />This includes when U sign into instant messaging tooo.... and download few movies and redi GG... no more for u once u finish up 4GB for the rest of the month... and it's not cheap to have 4GB, i heard from my fren, definitely more expensive than Malaysia, that's y sometimes, I will thank Streamyx for not charging us at high price.... if compare to P1 Wimax, streamyx is alot cheaper lo... eventhough is cable one...<br /><br />ha don talk about IT stuff la... u all sure boring one..<br /><br />And dear readers, i jus wanna know how many of u using pirated MS office? Any? din get the genuine advantage notification? Manage to remove it?<br /><br />well, guess it's time to continue my drama, will update later lo.. chao<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-1522678748215970263?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-38209515880772262432009-04-15T11:20:00.002+08:002009-04-15T11:28:32.569+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.tinypic.com/ixcv39.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 336px;" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/ixcv39.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Hey, check this drama...<br />It's comedy one, quite funny but very 'fei' one...<br />U can use pp stream to watch or u can download from xunlei or other chinese websites...<br /><br />It's about the modern ' cao cao ', ' liu bei ', ' zhang fei ' and ' guan yi '....<br /><br />for those who like handsome, u can watch it here, for those who like pretty girls, this is suitable for u, altho not many girls la.... lol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3820951588077226243?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-37582170357416027902009-04-10T10:52:00.004+08:002009-04-10T11:11:49.183+08:00Last day of my grandma<br /><br />When I finished my class at 6pm on thursday, I received sms from my mom, saying that it was urgent, and i got to know that my grandma had gone to lala land... A 79 years old lady, she manage to survive that long from cancer... very pro, but one thing she couldn't do it was she couldn't see us once last time, that's what I regret, what I can't do... Haiz<br /><br />And according to the rules of hokkien, (wa beh hiao kong hokkien hui) we need to wait till 3 days for grandma in order to send her to the klang meru ' fairy land' known as 'xian jing'<br />so since thursday, altho I received sms, but I will not reply until monday cz my handphone no battery liao... and I din bring charger to hometown XD...<br /><br />And I need to delay the proposals until monday, the proposal for the committee, so can everyone bear with me? Now using CC punya computer oni, but I will finish it A.S.A.P<br /><br />2nd day<br />In the morning, We are burning the silver paper, since last nite till now, and it is said we need to burn it for 3 days = 72 hours, so during midnite, some of us sleep, and some jus jaga lo...<br />and at nite from 7 pm till 1am in the morning, we have the ritual, it's like stupid one la, not making any sense... non stop lo, and we have to pray this and tat lo, hokkien lang surely know...<br />then finally we can get our sleep...<br /><br />3rd day<br />Morning, I go out with my cousin, and we went to CC, he play online game lo, sa usual, but i planned to do work, and check mail... haiz, no choice, need to submit the proposal for welcome freshman concert one, dono i can do it anot, cz this is my first time doing this stuff, why so many unlucky things happen to me at once, I really cannot take it... even though last time she din really care about me, (i dono whether she got anot, in her heart la) but she is stil my grandma, and warm tears rolling down to my cheek. Of cz its not becz I cant get angpow next year la... zzz<br />haiz, no worries, mankind will die in the end, it's just the matter of early or late.<br /><br />Today is 3rd day morning nia, there's still 2nd ritual tonite... I really beh tahan liao lo...<br />wanna die liao la... delayed proposals... dono how to face the committee members... and dono klck get wat info from which fellow, Im treasurer for Welcome freshman concert<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3758217035741602790?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-12784848248917138602009-04-06T08:43:00.002+08:002009-04-06T09:27:48.353+08:00Recently I read sherril's blog and she posted an entry. And I saw the EU. It's a nice show, with acceptable ending, can be said that it's unexpectable. Bcz I thought that the main actress will live happily ever after with the main actor lo...<br /><br />And I salute the gangster punya ah tao... He's a way of indescribably cool man!!! The way he talks, the way he acts, the way he see things.. and he can foresee something, altho sometimes he miss it...<br /><br />I have the download links for 30 episodes, so if anyone of you want, pls PM me...<br /><br />the gangster punya ah tao's real name : miao qiao wei...<br /><br />he's kinda cool eventhough aging gives him a big problem lo...<br /><br />Ok straight to the main point.<br /><br />This story is mainly about the struggle btwn good and evil lo... the gangster is the real 'pek yao' punya tat kind of gangster. And they conquer most places in the town. They get those illegal stuffs and sell it in Mega (disco) and of cz earn black money lol...<br /><br />And once, there was a guy name Laughing, apparently, he was a clever gangster, he knew the strategy to pawn other places in town, competing with other groups. He provided his intelligence and hardwork also his loyalty to this group of gangster. He doesnt have a nice looking appearance. U would have felt killing him at first. However, things had changed. He was a spy. I knew that when he didn kill the younger spy. He set up a trap to entrap the young one (inexperience lo) He was sacrificed in the end. It has been ten years, he suffered alone. Alone in the gang. Spending his time trying to acquire the boss's trust. It's a huge sacrificed and his successor (young one) valued his sacrifice. He set up all those mere traps and tricks, gained the boss trust, including actings all tat, and finally succeeded lo...<br /><br />there's one thing i would like to say about spy. Its a dangerous job, and I dont treat it as a career, instead a game, a thrilling and life-threatening game. Its either you survive or you lose your future. And the young spy, whom has insufficient of experience, kept having secret date with his good buddy. I think this will only make thing worse, cz sometimes ur buddy will spill out some of ur secrets. And so happen the girl fren of the boss korek maklumat from the his buddy, and his buddy din suspect anything, since the boss gf is his sister in law.<br /><br />Being a spy - is you are about to choose a path where you will lose your family, lose your frens, distance from your colleague. And some even lose control of yourself. Its a dangerous job. Some even going to mental illness, bcz you need to keep two personalities in front of ppl, throwing different behavior at different times. jus like laughing, he lost his gf, he put down his frens, and almost lose his valuable life when gaining trust from his boss. However i love these ppl. i would say they more brilliant than einstein. They can be described as warriors of the knight, fighting alone, all by themselves, losing frens &amp; family in trade for tranquility for society. No body knows their sacrifice eventhough when they die, jus like laughing, everybody thought he is the bad one...<br /><br />Nobody knows, wat good deed u have done, but jus one bad things u did in ur life, the whole world knows... I salute Laughing and Man ( young one) they are the pro-est !!! saikyo!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-1278484824891713860?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-11996830396495159752009-04-06T08:38:00.000+08:002009-04-06T08:42:30.095+08:00再次回首的世界<br />只有尘埃和残垣败瓦在淡淡摇曳<br /><br />澟然的背影<br />有著背负一切的觉悟<br /><br />祈望著什麼？为了什麼？<br />明明早已决定要踏上的孤独之旅<br /><br />不想放开这只手<br />想要传达给你的那份思念<br />沉睡在心中的愿望为此苏醒<br />坚定的看著远方<br />看著那毫不迷惑的二人<br />为此要向著崭新的时间前进<br /><br />在破碎的风景中<br />感受到活著的奇迹<br /><br />别有所指的请求<br />踏上毫不犹豫的道路<br /><br />深信所相信的<br />因为早已决定要共同进退<br /><br />倔强的眼眸<br />虽然无法好好的传达<br />在心中却深深地牵挂著你<br />遥远彼方的希望<br />看著那毫不迷惑的二人<br />为此要向著下一个目标前进<br /><br />懊悔与悲伤<br />还有现在所知晓的喜悦<br />因为你的存在<br />那一定会陪随在身边<br /><br />已没有什麼是可怕的<br /><br />紧握著的那只手<br />仅为你而倾尽全力<br />为了将梦想实现<br />坚定的看著远方<br />看著那毫不迷惑的二人<br />为此要向著崭新的时间前进<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-1199683039649515975?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-69139440105022828002009-03-27T21:41:00.004+08:002009-03-27T22:26:27.817+08:00Now I nearly no mood to blog. Don't know what to blog about. Arhh!!! I remember one very important stuff. For those who know Kheng hooi, we must congrat him because he has made one step closer to the door of success. Don't ask me for details, I will not bocor any rahsia. The rahsia, u know I tau la....<br /><br />Ah!!! I want to enroll for the tioman trip. This is for sure. It's like been decades I never been to Tioman liao... This time going with my Uni frens leh... Surely will have lots of fun... And also, I almost forget one thing, congrats to Yik Wai, since he already couple liao... and also wei kit, he also couple liao... Among these four ppl, Im the only one lol... Sad case...<br /><br />And this one, it's very important because I suspect that I have short term memory lost... eg. today I really concentrate hardly on my studies, tomorrow morning, I can forget everything. THIS IS SERIOUS PROBLEM MAN!!! Its a waste of time and effort. Eventhough I did some exercise I also can forget the formula...... Shit case...<br /><br />And this is fairly important too... I hate my housemates, they seem to have lots of free time. Even though I have free time, they tend to have more... However, I pity KLCK oso la, since he doesnt have any free time... Peat oso, keep rushing lots of assignments... In fact, there's something I don wan to face. Tutorials. I don do tutorials. Jus copy nia.... Lazy<br />And KLCK keep telling me that he has a 4eva-undone project... cannot finish due to certain reason. He cannot make it right, bcz keep failing probably due to lack of XXXXXXXXX gua... ahaha jokin jokin...<br /><br />And I promise this is very important tooooooo.... U see, our course rep, which so happen to become our group member, of 5, for environmental engineering. He informed us that our group is selected for a discussion with Sg ppl, for a talk, a short one. Initially, I was like : ??? Wah, y i always so lucky in this certain things one??? 4D i nvr kena la, this shit i kena always. WTF....<br />But if u think toward positive way, u might figure it out it's actually a good turning for us, bcz we have the opportunity tat normal undergraduates don. Positive huh? But wat if things turn out badly? for eg, bcz of difference in opinion and talk until beh song? then masam muka, then baling kerusi dan meja??? atau pn macam iraq punya wartawan baling kasut??? wah, spoil my handsome punya image liao la!!!!<br /><br />And lastly, the most important, wat do u think I look like? Look like a child? a handsome one?<br />I really dono... my coursemates said that im cute wor.... dono how true... but at least i think its false statement... y? bcz i starred at the mirror, looking deeply into the mirror. And I also asked, mirror mirror on the wall, who's the cutest of them all? but the mirror din show my face wor.... LOL... I din feel like Im cute, instead I look fierce if i don smile, I look stupid if i smile.... these statements quoted by my coursemates.... True kah? How true? This one i really tak tau...<br /><br />Alright, time for me to rest. Ja mata... bye bye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6913944010502282800?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-91010050775136655012009-03-24T20:07:00.008+08:002009-03-24T20:46:54.772+08:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Haiz, right now I dont care what he wants to do, its up to him and I don wanna care anymore. Im jus wanna live happily for the rest of my life nia... haha<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Haha, don talk abt that anymore...<br />Right now, I love dark forces... Dark forces flowing through my body, yes, I love it, it makes me feel good... this sentence normally can be seen in Anime...<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjQCR-vhEI/AAAAAAAAACc/og4lgCoK_jk/s1600-h/DSCN3911.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjQCR-vhEI/AAAAAAAAACc/og4lgCoK_jk/s400/DSCN3911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316728097715749954" border="0" /></a>This is my laptop skin. It cost me RM16.00 nett.<br /><br />Nice boh? My mom thinks that Im sick. Sick in dark forces. This could be improved if theres flame around the face. Jus like ghost rider... lol<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Geng leh!!! One more screen shot.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjR18YA8TI/AAAAAAAAACk/li2jpqztAxo/s1600-h/DSCN3912.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjR18YA8TI/AAAAAAAAACk/li2jpqztAxo/s400/DSCN3912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316730084780994866" border="0" /></a>Evil face appearing like tat, emerging from the boundary of the good, releasing enormous amount of dark aura.... yeay... Love it. Love to be bad with good characteristics...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjSaEnWK8I/AAAAAAAAACs/OIQ50bo8mfc/s1600-h/DSCN3914.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjSaEnWK8I/AAAAAAAAACs/OIQ50bo8mfc/s400/DSCN3914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316730705468074946" border="0" /></a>Ha, finally I changed my bag, y? bcz the purple one sudah rosak. If not I wont use this one... The purple one i think sudah 3 tahun... Geng leh, I love my things, so I don really throw them away, jus put them aside... so my mom always scold me for making our house as landfills.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjTDm5SO5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/UITrOariR5E/s1600-h/DSCN3915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjTDm5SO5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/UITrOariR5E/s400/DSCN3915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316731419044756370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My friends said during foundation, once they see my bag in computer lab, they know Im there. So now, guys, trace me with this new baggie... Haha, I forgot to rotate it...<br />Pls don think tat my room is untidy, jus tat the sekelompok cloth behind my bag is not mine... take note tat lo...<br /><br />Come KLCK, spy me, stalk me as much as u wan... Many ppl use blue color bag lo... hard to spy.... Nah.... lol this bag's color is nt eye catching....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjTl3ZSr3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/a8FvayP4qy0/s1600-h/Download+speed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjTl3ZSr3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/a8FvayP4qy0/s400/Download+speed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316732007589523314" border="0" /></a><br />And 1 more thing, I wonder so many ppl complaining that rapidshare and megaupload provide slow speed downloads. In fact, I do not agree with them. See this prove... Im using 512 kbps line... if u divide it by 8, u will get 64 KB, and I got the speed, so I wonder.... who's lying????<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjUNtmYjnI/AAAAAAAAADE/fTZawmtAisQ/s1600-h/DSCN3901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjUNtmYjnI/AAAAAAAAADE/fTZawmtAisQ/s400/DSCN3901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316732692154846834" border="0" /> </a>This one, I took this picture because too rare... Its rare to snap a picture of cats fighting... And Im too free to do such a thing... lol<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjUoSFDGuI/AAAAAAAAADM/kMR9CzO6LxI/s1600-h/DSCN3899.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/ScjUoSFDGuI/AAAAAAAAADM/kMR9CzO6LxI/s400/DSCN3899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316733148623739618" border="0" /></a>Not kissing, its fighting, until the fur is 'flying' upwards.... lol<br /><br />Haha, bored ma, so I took it....<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I think saya sudah masak, mau cari girl fren.... lol KLCK pasti ada yang sangat Nice kan??? Introduce some, don be so selfish.... Lol...<br /><br />joking nia... if wan oso can de.... Lol<br /><br />From Single and Available...<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div><br /></div><img src="file:///C:/Users/SBC.RAGINGRAZOR/Desktop/DSCN3915.JPG" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/SBC.RAGINGRAZOR/Desktop/DSCN3914.JPG" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/SBC.RAGINGRAZOR/Desktop/DSCN3913.JPG" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/SBC.RAGINGRAZOR/Desktop/DSCN3912.JPG" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/SBC.RAGINGRAZOR/Desktop/DSCN3911.JPG" alt="" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-9101005077513665501?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-42038590771943679362009-03-22T13:48:00.001+08:002009-03-22T13:48:11.072+08:00Sometimes, my friends are curious why I don't go back home on weekends, since I'm KL people. Haha. They know nothing. I hate to go back because I need to take 2 hours trip, including LRT and bus. It isnt that far though, but compare to Johor or other people, they took 4 hrs to go back, which is double of my time. Wahsai, I'm local nia...<br /><br />And one more thing, Kelvin said ask your father and fetch la... Haha, don dream la... altho Im his son, but he treated me like 2nd class citizen. His nephew and his family (not me, my sis and my mom) he cares more for his brothers sisters and parents. He treated his immediate family like nothing. He is willing to fetch his nephew from putrajaya to Sekinchan, near tanjong karang and Kuala Selangor. This is FREAKING far. And he thinks that fetching me HOME from KL to Subang IS　FURTHER than fetching his newphew.<br />zzzz... seems to be hopeless...<br /><br />So I felt that, these few years, starting from foundation, I felt that I ve grown alot. Transform from a dependent kid into an independent one. I don put much hope on him either. So now, what Im thinking is I plan to spend the least money for my Uni life, to create my great path for my future, with my bare hands. I don wanna rely on him bcz i think he doesnt have the sincerity for my family. And sometimes, he thinks like a small kid, while saying me im not matured, and keeps getting trouble for him... WTF??? I din do anything wrong but he still reprimand me like that, as if Im the prisoner.<br /><br />Last time, I did things according to my pace, that's only suits my own one. And sometimes, I failed to inform him on certain things, he scolded me. Fine enuf, And now I ve changed, but he didn. He is scolding me while he is the one who did that. ( i din simply say one, i got prove one.) When I told him the wrong things he have done, he jus gimme masam muka punya look, like Im the one who is wrong....<br /><br />So I WANNA SAY HERE, ADULTS, PLS DON THINK THAT U R RIGHT ALL THE TIME, BCZ WHAT U R THINKING IS JUS IN UR POSITION, U NVR THINK OF OTHER PPL....<br />THIS IS FKING TRUE, I CAN CAP JARI!!!<br /><br />I hate to go home, there's another reason behind... &amp; u know wat?? When in foundation, me and my sis first had our very own computer. Family computer. Few years b4 that, my father bought computer for my cousin. His nephew. While our house have pentium2 computer. So u can see how caring he is to his OWN SON. wow. Great. B4 i entered foundation, my mom quarreled alot with my dad. No choice, she had to fight for this right. I knew that my mom had suffered these years, they quarreled bcz of my dad's attitude. Haha, now Im crying. Cant hold it any longer. We, as his immediate family gain nothing more than his nephew, his bro and sis... everyday, we save money, we save it in bank, and he jus use it and feed his parents and siblings.<br /><br />Things like tat happened to me all the times, I din tell anyone. Now it seems to me, really incompressible redi. My heart has full of loads. These loads. I wonder if Im the one who is ill, lying on the bed, will he see me boh.. I wonder<br />I wish I lie on the bed, got AIDS or cancer or watever, at least he cares for me, care for my family, even for a second. I would be very happy liao.... I wish for nothing more.<br />I have a sad family, who knows? Who to be blamed on? Lucks.. Even my mom fell sick, he wont fetch her to hospital, mom did it on her own. When his brothers or sisters fell sick, his the one... even fetch from Sekinchan to Subang SJMC... Bill who pay? No need to mention u oso know who...<br /><br />I cant keep it anymore, its hard to keep. Even im smilling, my heart is screaming in agony and sorrowness... +~NobodyKnows~+<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />But don worry, my future wife, I wont follow my dad's footsteps, I will treat ur parents and my parents equally, and the most important, my kids and wife....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />written by stupid Yi Gang<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-4203859077194367936?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-76111121813689793462009-03-10T00:09:00.003+08:002009-03-10T00:51:47.860+08:00Recently, I heard tons of news saying that UTAR this and UTAR that. A lot of nonsense, rumors, and now emerge from the mouth of those people who have no proof to it. Apparently, UTAR is STILL growing, and logically, it takes time to improve, even mere step by step. However, some idiot outside, who think that UTAR sux and we are stupid for making an unwise decision, spending our years and money studying IN ORDER to further our studies in a wrong Uni. So lets make things simple. They think their Uni is good and better, foremost, the best of all. (yeah right) They keep claiming that UTAR system is bad and bla bla bla, claiming this without any strong foundation will prove that they are real baka. In other words, they cannot become a SMART lawyer since they just claim things blindly. Lol.<br /><br />So, I would like to take this golden opportunity to get some ideas and comments from UTARians on how is UTAR. Well, if your answers are like the lecturers aren't dedicated or what else that involves the lecturers' performance, please don't mention it. Uni is a place to self-study, not waiting for mumy and pupy to spoon-feed you. (I understand this very well, but I don't usually practice it. xp) A lecturer's job is to guide you, showing the right path, although the path is full of barriers or spikes everywhere, they aren't responsible to CARRY YOU throughout the whole route. Remember this. And I do appreciate what they had thought me, although some of those valuable knowlegde I already forgotten. Especially foundation lecturers, Mr. Ong, Ms Wong, Ms Joyce, they are dedicated and you cannot say that they didn't do their jobs. And some rediculous reasons, altering the true fact of responsible lecturers, quoted by those who are so happened NOT to be UTAR undergraduates or graduates.<br /><br />Above of all these, they seem to be having the intention to spoil UTAR image, saying all those rubbish which doesn't even have solid reasoning. In fact, some of them are really bullshiting. And there lots of brawls and quarrels among Universities' undergraduates. And the factor that caused this tragedy to happen was the proudness of the students for being UTAR undergraduates. Come on, be a bit mature, even I have the boyish face with a matured mind. Stop this unneccessary quarrels, other people will find it like a baby fight. And I personally think that, which Uni doesn't matter. What really matters is the quality. Definitely you will ask me about " what quality ". UTAR quality? Nope, it's your own quality. Your quality of being YOUR Uni graduates. What's more?<br /><br />Some even argued that Harvard Uni, is the top Uni currently, and what is the reason behind this? Well, I absolutely will shoot them back, why is Harvard top, above all Uni that it's the best? Top rated in the world? A simple yet logic question came out from my mind.<br /><br />"You define good UNI as having good teaching system. Then allow me to ask, is it good in Spoon-feeding? If so, then that UNI has nothing better." And I don't like Uni with lots of Malay. Why? It's not that I am racist or what, is just that I experienced lots of upset and unhappy things that happened in my secondary together with Malays. Please don't get the wrong idea. I'm not saying that Malays are bad, I do have a few good Malay friends, but it appears to be majority of them are badly disciplined, in terms of behavior. They do things using their own ways. As simple as that. So UM doesn't even exist in my list of Uni. In fact, I am scared to enroll in UM, even if I am offered a course which I attempt to get in. Why? Why not? If for non-bumiputra, which so happen that there is a few non bumiputra are able to get in, this will prove that you are so eligible, lucky and foremost, you have the intelligence. BUT as you know the standard drops alot, since the day my dad graduated from there. And the most crucial factor, which is they will descriminate other race. Maybe your friend who is currently pursuing his/her study in UM will deny it. And I will say it depends on luck. I kena lots of these things. So I have phobia.<br /><br />Anyway, it's immoral to criticize other University without having solid reasons. Try not to accuse lecturer for not being dedicated or what, the power is in your hand, change yourself, in order to excel in Uni. Thats my word. But I don't do this unless I'm challenged.<br /><br />Sorry for any misuse of language or have I offended you, dear readers. This is just my thought, my ideas and my personal opinion. In fact, I'm neither persuading nor criticizing, readers. You have the right to say what you want, so you may take this as reference. Nothing wrong.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-7611112181368979346?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-58067438545824220562009-03-09T14:12:00.002+08:002009-03-09T14:27:21.333+08:00I, as the imagine breaker,<br />will never fear death,<br />as death is just a process of life cycle,<br />even pain of thousand needle pierce through me,<br />I shall stand and protect my love one,<br />never fear death,<br />as it is just trick of the devils,<br />yes, i love dark powers, indeed,<br />but use it against the dark ones,<br /><br />Stand, stand like a warrior,<br />nothing to be afraid as you are armored,<br />determination is the key,<br />the key to success, in everything,<br />even the win in battle,<br />pain, is nothing to me, as I realized,<br />yet, it is just another stupid ideas of the devils,<br />and yet, human is being deceived by them...<br />how useless, how powerless, humans are!!!<br /><br />As what I believe you will never die,<br />even you are cursed or targeted by them,<br />come and let's have a solo fight,<br />even thousands of undead are infront of you...<br /><br />So Grandma, just live it on, don't be afraid, if your will is to continue your life, just go ahead, I support you, don't be afraid of pain if you were, it's nothing, really nothing, pain, it's just a short duration of process, if you follow what you really believe in, it's just troublesome, if you can win the battle, the sun will, again shine upon you, try to extend your life, value it, I believe you can<br />F 9 the devil!!!! Show them how useless they are!!!<br /><br /><br />Good luck,<br />Yi Gang.<br />Grandson.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-5806743854582422056?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-52382871265731042652009-03-09T13:14:00.003+08:002009-03-09T13:37:06.819+08:00Wah sai... now oni i know...<br /><br />U know anot, there's a place, which is more likely a kampung, a modern with grey pavement kampung, which so happen to be my dad's hometown, not mine... a fishing village, with padi field...<br /><br />yesterday, i went to my dad's hometown for wedding dinner, and guess wat? the bride and bridegroom, they are younger than me... by a year... follow chinese zodiac, they are horse while Im snake... now i don even have a girlfriend, and they are opposite lo... Suami isteri MAN!!!!<br /><br />U cannot say that they DO wrong things and get married early... in fact they din do anything wrong or immoral... the bride is pretty and bridegroom is handsome... (but im more handsome) lol...jkjk<br />I admit im not handsome, since he is the bridegroom, i giv face to him... hahah lol...<br /><br />kampung ppl are like tat one wor, my parents said one la.. this was my very first time i get to thiskind of wedding, whom bride and groom are younger than me..... kinda lame huh???<br /><br />And so lucky i met my relatives, far away relatives, whom is said to have Doppelganger of me...<br />And do u guys know wat is Doppelganger??? its a phenomenon where U and the other u met together, which means the same face of urs...<br /><br />Huh, weird right?<br />all my relatives said wah so look alike, but actually i don feel like lo... maybe some of my friends will say so, but i still don think look alike lo... having the chance to meet ur look-alike is such a wonderful thing, but ppl say when those meet up, bad things happen... same goes to the Anime KuroKami, go watch it...<br /><br />and so happen altho my Doppelganger's dad is from sekinchan( my dad's hometown ), they then moved to KL... KL!!!<br />So coincidently,<br /><br /><br /><br />I din meet him at kl b4....<br /><br />lol...<br /><br />ok back to wedding dinner... sory man, i din take any photo from the dinner, cz i din even bring camera, and my handphone sux, camera not clear one... but i shall say tat, now i realize kampung girl not bad oso la, they know make up and attend the dinner, super pro lo... lol... don think my dad's kampung so ulu la... got car one, got road one, got petrol pump one... lol<br /><br />u know sekinchan boh? if dono nvm, tanjong karang? kuala selangor? sabak bernam? sure know gua.... so i would say most of the kampung girl they are not available anymore, but there are very little kacak guy there, so any guys who wanna find their 真命天女 can accompany me to there and find.... lol...<br /><br />ok la<br />i wan stop liao<br /><br />ragingrazor...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-5238287126573104265?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-4620889825914837172009-03-04T18:43:00.003+08:002009-03-04T19:00:56.737+08:00Things happened jus like tat...<br />Yesterday my ex call me up... indeed this really surprised me... I thought she wouldnt call me anymore. Sometimes feel like kinda regret when I just ended it up like tat...<br /><br />That time I was playing gg- Garena, which is a virtual place for Dota-er to play dota together... And I think if I play very frequent my blood pressure surely increase alot... together with peat yesterday. Either lag or the players leave. Wat kinda shit is this la... play then enjoy la. When they kena killed, they blame each other and leave the game. zzz wat a coward...<br /><br />back to here, she called me up because she's doing promotion for hotlink caller ring tone. She asked me to subscribe, to help her and so on lo... RM5 for initial month and RM3 for subsequent month.<br />Pls help me to help her lol...<br /><br />Jus dial<br /><br />*131*3*00261#<br /><br />then tooot tooot and some one speak up and ur subscription is done...<br /><br />Regret regret... and ewai say i so bad, a bad fellow. But redi past. and there is nothing i can done...<br />She is unavailable lol... haha, and she's working near pj utar and wanna come and find me... unfortunately, I'm at setapak utar lo, cannot meet up and say hi to her... haha...<br /><br />aiks, forget about it...<br />Now im suffering cz I need to finish up all tutorial for 2 subjects... altho jus 2, but these subject can cause instant death due to the craziness and difficulty of the subjects... count like shit, lose mark like hell, and nothing goes up to heaven, all down to the hell....<br /><br />at the very first moment, when u calculate something incorrectly, and u have the chance to say sayo nara liao... undoubtly, Die...<br /><br /><br />~mood~ below average, dono why...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-462088982591483717?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-19649002647928819982009-03-01T22:58:00.004+08:002009-03-01T23:52:32.008+08:00One would say, things will go smoothly if you wish to, and I define it as stupid nonsense...<br />Things wouldn't just follow your thought and come to you freely, am I right? In this world, ppl said that pray pray and things will get better, which I personally think that... totally BS, which in soil mechanics stands for BRITISH STANDARD, but the true meaning is... BULL SHIT!!!<br /><br /><br />What I believe in is equations.<br /><br />It's simply some mathematical or chemical equations. It involves balancing on both sides. And I totally agree that if you want something, then you must pay for the same price. However, I DO NOT think that you will get 100% payoff as you input how much, you will definitely WILL NOT get 100% output. Same applies to transformer all that. ( not movie la ) you will never get 100% output. We learned this in secondary. Nothing seems to be fair in this world. This is right. Quoted by our Survey Lecturer, who likes to say non sense and cold jokes...<br /><br />What I believe is my hand. My own hand. What I can do. What I'm able to do. What I definitely can do. And sometimes, I think luck do matters alot. Why? Because I felt all those F***ing bullshit thing just fall upon me. Get stupid things all the while. Never get what I hope for. Just like : Get number 1 in stupid matters, and get the last in important matters.<br /><br />Somore what? My parents encourage me to apply for scholarship... It is not because of we can't afford it, it's just that want me to gain experience on interviewing and other stuff. And those scholarship thing, sometimes I feel like BS, again. Y? because I emailed every single website for civil engineering course. Stated there, "any enquires please DO NOT hesitate to email us at bla bla bla.com"<br /><br />In the end, I get NO response. They just ignore like that. What kind of BS thing is this? (happened last holiday) And whats more? I get a job so called IT Trainees, in CSA which SO HAPPEN is actually helpdesk, for ticket logging and picking up stupid phone calls, from overseas. And we got the pay is RM500 a month. You think A LOT? No. The answer is No. Y? because Public Holiday they minus your salary. Darn. Got it? If you say alot then YOU can work there for your entire life.<br /><br />Also, sometimes I do good things, I felt that only bad things come to me. Like I'm a magnet that suck all those bad things. As I recalled, last year, I was in LRT, and it was so packed, but I manage to find a seat. And there was no obasan or ojisan (old ppl). Then when reach the 5 tunnel stations, the LRT became packed. I saw a guy which looked like 40 something. I think he was the oldest there. And he looked not right. And he came to me, stood infront of me, holding the bar. Stared at me. We exchanged glances. Then I thought he wanted the seat. So I wanna give him la. Then he replied : nvm la, orang muda u sit la. (Cantonese) Then I just smiled. And suddenly he talked to me again. ( I think he thought me as LULU ). We talked, and talked and talked. And suddenly he asked me for handphone number. My heart replied... : WTF?? I'm not gay...<br /><br />Bcz Im a guy who don't like to reject ppl older than me one, which I felt is a kind of respect gua. Then I give lo. Then bad things happened. A lot. He called me when I reached TBR. Tell me about his friends and his girlfriend. Why they broke up, and bla bla bla. And the most important part was, he is still... SINGLE. And he ASKED me not to trust girl. Which means he wanted me to be gay gua... WTF right? I wanna say " I don hav hole for u to poke ar... deng..." and he told me he shared towel with his friends, sleep on the same bed all disgusting things... YUCKS...<br /><br />then I told my bro's (close friends). They said I stupid. When I do things, I don't usually reject adults one... and this lead to this tragedy... no choice... My friends gave me advice, asked me to ignore his calls.<br /><br />Now I think back again, wth la?? Y not girls ask me for numbers? Y God wanna arrange a GAY for me? Really sad and disappointed. Lol... WTF??!!!??<br />He thinks that Im a LULU who will provide ASS for him ka? Sweat kao kao la...<br /><br />Probably you would say, aiyo this one call bad thing meh? Well, you can say so after hearing this.<br />That guy msn me and sms me, asked me where is my hostel and my HOME address. He wanna pay me and my parents a visit. This is real WTF???!!! And he asked me out for supper. Dono wat the toooot... got wat motif... wanna rape my ass hole... probably... or maybe he asked his other gays to gangbang me. Then I sure die.<br /><br />This isn't a bad thing meh?<br /><br />Nvm still got...<br />My housmates wont appreciate what I done for them. I cleaned the house, the second floor. I cleaned, I mopped. And they still dare to step to the balcony bare feet and step in with dirt stains while I was mopping... Huh.. good right, then they walked away with smiles... Now very funny ka? U don clean the house I don wan berkira kira with u... Now still wanna make it worse in front of me.... sometimes really D*** them one... dirty it infront of me, somemore when walk into my room they step and sit on my bed. Sit still ok, they step... STEP!!!!<br /><br />They contribute nothing to us. really. worse than a rubbish. USEless junk. When i saw their clothes fall onto the ground I pick up for them. When they saw mine, they jus leave it there. Great.... Really great... THX alot, really I mean it.. yeah they very pro in dirty it bcz they are not the one who clean it ma... Feel like wanna curse u all... some still argue with me saying that I make it dirty one... this one i DAMN salute him, respect, dono where his courage and air muka come from... Din clean it sommore claim I m the one who mess it. Good ppl. Very good.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-1964900264792881998?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-3208377367542011022009-03-01T17:21:00.000+08:002009-03-01T19:03:05.917+08:00<div id="online_test_instructions">What would your answer be if you are given these questions when you are applying scholarship online...???<br />I will not indicate which company or cooperate. Maybe I will get sued one leh...<br /><br /><br /><br /><em style="font-size: 1.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"></em></div><div id="test_text_questions"><label for="a1">1. If you are given a budget to make a movie, what role would you prefer to play in the production (director, producer, actor, scriptwriter, cameraman)? Why?</label></div><br /><input name="qtype1" value="s" type="hidden"><input name="qid1" value="10270" type="hidden"><div id="test_area" style="margin-left: 2px;"> <textarea rows="5" cols="50" id="a1" name="a1" onkeydown="TruncateText(this,a1_Countdown,2000);" onkeyup="TruncateText(this,a1_Countdown,2000);"></textarea></div><br />(Max 2000 characters) You have <input name="a1_Countdown" disabled="true" size="5" value="2000" id="a1_Countdown" type="text"> characters left.<br /><br /><div id="test_text_questions"><label for="a2">2. What kind of work would you like to be involved in ten years from now?</label></div><br /><input name="qtype2" value="s" type="hidden"><input name="qid2" value="10272" type="hidden"><div id="test_area" style="margin-left: 2px;"> <textarea rows="5" cols="50" id="a2" name="a2" onkeydown="TruncateText(this,a2_Countdown,2000);" onkeyup="TruncateText(this,a2_Countdown,2000);"></textarea></div><br />(Max 2000 characters) You have <input name="a2_Countdown" disabled="true" size="5" value="2000" id="a2_Countdown" type="text"> characters left.<br /><br /><div id="test_text_questions"><label for="a3">3. What is your favourite film, and why?</label></div><br /><input name="qtype3" value="s" type="hidden"><input name="qid3" value="10274" type="hidden"><div id="test_area" style="margin-left: 2px;"> <textarea rows="5" cols="50" id="a3" name="a3" onkeydown="TruncateText(this,a3_Countdown,2000);" onkeyup="TruncateText(this,a3_Countdown,2000);"></textarea></div><br />(Max 2000 characters) You have <input name="a3_Countdown" disabled="true" size="5" value="2000" id="a3_Countdown" type="text"> characters left.<br /><br /><div id="test_text_questions"><label for="a4">4. What do you dislike about studying?</label></div><br /><input name="qtype4" value="s" type="hidden"><input name="qid4" value="10276" type="hidden"><div id="test_area" style="margin-left: 2px;"> <textarea rows="5" cols="50" id="a4" name="a4" onkeydown="TruncateText(this,a4_Countdown,2000);" onkeyup="TruncateText(this,a4_Countdown,2000);"></textarea></div><br />(Max 2000 characters) You have <input name="a4_Countdown" disabled="true" size="5" value="2000" id="a4_Countdown" type="text"> characters left.<br /><input name="qtype5" value="s" type="hidden"><input name="qid5" value="10278" type="hidden"><br /><div id="test_multichoice_questions">5. How did you learn about our scholarship recruitment? (You may choose up to 2 answer(s))</div><input name="qtype6" value="o" type="hidden"><input name="qid6" value="10280" type="hidden"><input id="a60" name="a6" value="1" onclick="checkSelectedQuestions(this,6,2)" type="checkbox"> A. Newspaper advertisement (The Star, Utusan Malaysia)<br /><input id="a61" name="a6" value="2" onclick="checkSelectedQuestions(this,6,2)" type="checkbox"> B. Poster and/or announcements at my school/college/university<br /><input id="a62" name="a6" value="3" onclick="checkSelectedQuestions(this,6,2)" type="checkbox"> C. Sime Darby corporate website<br /><input id="a63" name="a6" value="4" onclick="checkSelectedQuestions(this,6,2)" type="checkbox"> D. Scholarship websites<br /><input id="a64" name="a6" value="5" onclick="checkSelectedQuestions(this,6,2)" type="checkbox"> E. Word of mouth (parents/friends/seniors)<br /><br /><br />I don't think it is difficult for me... Just a piece of cake... ahahaha... Hopefully can get it la... If really come true then I will GREATLY SUPER DUPER HYPER ULTRA MAXI Happy liao la... Belanja u all makan oso tak de masalah... but oni limited to maggi goreng... hahaha, no shark fin soup... definitely not lo...<br /><br />Wish me luck la, readers!!!<br /><br />~Razor!~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-320837736754201102?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-9717730057409507642009-02-28T16:38:00.000+08:002009-03-01T17:38:29.757+08:00<strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Story</strong><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This anime talks about Yuji Sakai, a ho hum typical Japanese secondary schooler living his normal life. Suddenly out of nowhere, he was trapped in time freeze and much to his horror he facing strange entities "eating" people's essence. Uncomprehending to the new alien surrounding, he was spotted by the malevolent entity and the beings considered him quite a catch as they remarked he has a rare treasure within him. Grabbing him, ready for consumption, he was saved by another strange entity with red hot eyes and burning hair armed with ancient Japanese sword. The entity resembled a young girl and she dutifully dispatched the hungry beings while bewildered Yuji looked on. She then restored the situation and after being prodded by Yuji, she snapped that he is already dead and his existence is temporal.</span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/1600/164444/66375163.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/320/651892/66375163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">From there, he found out that the world he just witnessed is a major battlefield between denizens of the realm, one side disregarding balance of existence while the other one fought to preserve it. The person saved him has no name, hence he decided to name her Shana, the first link of humanizing her. The series went on how they become close together, how both of them grow and becoming who they are in the end of the series.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Shakugan no Shana is based on series of light novels by Yashichiro Takahashi and illustrated by Noizi Ito. It has since adapted into 24 episode anime series and a manga project. Using some elements of mysticism, sci fi and chambara traditions, this anime managed to climb out from typical magical girl with sword genre thanks to good characterization of the principal players in the story.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Rating: 8</span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/1600/275549/maid.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/320/45058/maid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Art</strong><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The animation and art is sufficient for the series portrayal of the characters. Nothing too fancy except for occasional CG and little bit more animation towards the end of the series. The character design reminded me a bit too much of Haruhi since they shared same illustrator but it did not detract anything from real purpose of anime should be, good storytelling. To summarize my opinion here, the art is adequate to convey what it needs to convey and nothing more.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Rating: 6</span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/1600/793347/shana-08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/320/904734/shana-08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Sound</strong><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The voice actresses of series (Japanese) lived up to their reputation such Kawasumi Ayako ( Lafiel and Saber), successfully fleshing out the people as the voices is convincingly fit the character. Shana's VA Rie Kugiyama brings out her feisty spirit well and viewers really get the feel from her as a hotheaded, no holds barred warrior female.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The first OP (Hishoku no Sora by Mami Kawada) is pretty catchy and so is the first ED (Yoake Umarekuru shōjo by Yoko Takahashi). I personally however find second ED (Aka no Seijaku by Yoko Ishida) a bit weak, not as dramatic as first one which really wraps up the anime well. The second OP (Being by KOTOKO) is adequate but nothing much to shout about it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The OST fits the mood of the show, from foreboding tunes of incoming battle to theme of Shana herself. Admittedly this is where anime shines the most. The music fits and enchances the story quite a notch.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Rating 8</span><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/1600/465414/Minitokyo.Group.Scans.Shakugan.no.Shana_245810.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/320/71081/Minitokyo.Group.Scans.Shakugan.no.Shana_245810.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Presentation</strong><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Shakugan no Shana actually takes time to develop the characters and this is what makes it different from other magical anime out there. There is only total of 1 filler episode of the rest which in my opinion a good call on director's main part to focus on story development, not moe pandering. However, I felt there is not enough backstory on villians especially Hecate esepcially her reason to be what she is in the show. She appeared in background but it is a mystery on why she is obsessed with Yuji's treasure or why she becoming what she when she appear in the anime. We all knew quite a bit about Flame Haze in 2/3 of the story but very little is known about other Denizens which called Ball Masque in the show. The first villian, Furigane also have sparse background story which makes it difficult to imagine why he is a powerful Denizen or his reason to be. Not to mention who is Bel Peol, Sydonay or the Researcher. Very little information is known about them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I always believe that well fleshed out villian enchances the story a lot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Some commentators accused this anime as excessive pandering of lolicon moe with Shana herself as main focus. I would have to concur with this observation but what makes this anime above average is because the story is well developed on general and main characters actually grew up as the story progresses. Thus, if viewers can look over the moe lolicons and look at the story itself, the anime actually offered a lot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The matured ladies such as Margery and Wilhemnia have their respective role to play but I liked Margery especially as her character is very interesting to follow in my opinion. She is a flawed person which made her more compelling to watch as compared to tactiturn maid. Surprisingly, the anime devote quite a segment developing Margery which made her quite likable instead of just an irritating sidekick or villain of the week feel in the series.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I would heartily recommend this anime to casual watchers as the story is well presented, developing characters and good sound support in OST department.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/1600/23064/Minitokyo.Couple.Scans.Shakugan.no.Shana_202298.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/457/3819/320/430436/Minitokyo.Couple.Scans.Shakugan.no.Shana_202298.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><!-- spacer for skins that want sidebar and main to be the same height-->Credits<span style="font-weight: bold;"> : </span>Sources from : <a href="http://anime-comments.blogspot.com/2006/11/shakugan-no-shana-2005.html">Here!!!</a><br /><div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="clear"><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-971773005740950764?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-33597114968598058972009-02-26T13:51:00.000+08:002009-02-26T14:29:51.657+08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">My frens and housemates who know me long enuf definitely understand my behaviour...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">U know y i do my own lab report? bcz during foundation, miss wong (chemistry lecturer) she knew I copied one, so she gave me 3/6 like tat oni... so little, tats y i do it on my own...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">During CI Y1 S1, this problem occurred when I carried out the experiment by myself... Group members were fixed so u cant choose anyone u like... My team mates consist of 5 ppl, one girl, a girl u would say SOHA* when u work with her...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">She jus sit there, asked us : 什么result? 给我! wah, tat time i heard this, and my heart replied : yes ma'am yes ma'am i shall give u the answer and results, i shall serve u.... D....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Really cant understand, sit there, she thought she is the boss there, we are the workers, oh wrong term, is we are the KULI!!! Buzz off, loser...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">sommore she was asked to listen to the officer lab's instructions on plotting the graph, and we carried out the experiment... when done, we asked her how to plot, she said : 其实我不懂老师在讲什么 ...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">nvm i still can accept... when reaching the deadline, we asked her know how to plot ar? she said, dono... FINE.... then wat shocked us was she is the first one to pass up the report... then we asked permission from lab officer to view it.... GOSH, everything complete...!!! KANASAI man....</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Every lab session also like tat, so u can imagine how teruk we were... Nvm, she still haven changed abit... bcz some ppl drop redi so we aren't in the same group anymore, but she still cling on us, and took MY reports from MY bag and copy... when i saw her i asked her : wat r u doing?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">She replied : ohh, 我的result 画不到 graph, so 我 </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >看看</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 你 的result .... wah sai!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">this one I really beh tahan... not only one person, jus now one of our group members (this time our group consist 10 ppl) who came for lab jus for a while and ponteng, (din do any experiment, not even assisting) msn me, : yi gang where is the result for soil compaction? Din do experiment still dare to ask for results.. U SUDAH MAKAN 豹子胆 ar??</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">another SOHA* treat me like an idiot... bcz tomolo is due date, so he so Gan Jiong asking me for result... Really deng man.... I worried one day I might get stroke bcz of this...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I really beh tahan they all... feel like wanna use bankai and kill them ALL....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">They oni know copy others and don wan let ppl copy... how can like tat one, they don share theirs, but they took mine... WTF??? Last time I copied and modified but I oso share leh... they jus copy and din even change a word, bulat bulat copy... if they copy and change it is still accpetable... WTH is this man...??? the girl is worst, go curi curi my bag and my files took one by one out, so daring!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">is not tat i don let them copy, jus tat don bulat bulat copy la...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(sorry for any vulgar words, I don mean to use it, but no choice, cz they deserve those words...)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-3359711496859805897?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-3568225561610859342009-02-25T13:33:00.000+08:002009-02-25T14:14:57.474+08:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">After a long while din touch basketball, my bones and </span><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ligament</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">s started to crack... Energy level degraded... this morning i played 2 hrs basketball with coursemates... slimmest but not the shortest...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sitting listlessly in front of my electronic blog, it had drained enormous amount of energy, my power of existence, which is 'sonzai no chikara'... being used up like tat...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">My favourite anime character is still unchanged... Shana...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji">Enpatsu Shakugan no Uchite </span></i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji">(</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="t_nihongo_kanji"><span lang="ja">炎髪灼眼の討ち手)</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji"> </span></i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji">soshite</span><i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji"> </span></i></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><span class="t_nihongo_romaji">Tenjō no Gōka</span></i></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> (</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="t_nihongo_kanji"><span lang="ja">天壌の劫火</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="t_nihongo_romaji">)<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Really hope there is a real thing called power of existence... then it would be interesting lol...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">when u see me, u definitely think im a nerdy of jus sit in front of computer, playing games... then u r 50% wrong...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">since primary, im active in sports, but definitely not sports on bed... Im hav no exp in tat, sorry man, so cannot become ur coach...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">badminton- can play with u...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">soccer- can entertain u...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tennis- can gua, wont die lo...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">table tennis- learning in progress...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">squash- i dono...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">basketball- ok ok lo...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">futsal=soccer</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">bowling- girl punya game, but i play...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">common sports i know how to play and can play with u one...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">haha, piano oso can play play just classical pieces oni... and now i have one apprentice learning basic things from me... and KNS he wans to learn virtual keyboard, not the real one leh.... d....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">this one how i know wor?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Now really no energy, jus left the energy to write blog, already used up the energy to pangsai... even don hav energy to PUTT the shit come out arrrrggghhhh.....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">~sleep~</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dream Shana...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-356822556161085934?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-67040956254501956922009-02-24T23:02:00.000+08:002009-02-24T23:09:05.866+08:00<a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SaQMh3lB7qI/AAAAAAAAABM/WboVUOpjmf0/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_260kFhX845Y/SaQMh3lB7qI/AAAAAAAAABM/WboVUOpjmf0/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306380036943769250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">This one is nicer and is it easier to read or compare to the current one leh?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Jus drop some comments and let me know...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The color of the words can be changed and i think this suits the theme with shana... the flaming hot burning eyes with red hair Flame Haze...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Jus voice out which one is better for reading purpose and is nicer la...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-6704095625450195692?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343877908445092583.post-27213561367040133412009-02-22T22:08:00.000+08:002009-02-24T22:52:29.056+08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Many ppl wan me change to blogspot, saying that is user friendly wor...<br /><br />Trying now, nothing to post leh...<br />Just a plain text lo...<br /><br /><br />And now out of sudden, Kelvin from </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >SRC sms me, spamming my inbox saying that he is bored bcz after yesterday's blackout he cant go online... swt la...<br /><br />I sincerely invite him come to my house to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">USE</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">my internet</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span>FREE OF CHARGE<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and now he is saying that very far la bla bla bla....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">so i understand its hard to be come a good ppl...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">-system message- first blog testing in blogspot is done... 100%</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">preparing to offline...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">logging off...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">shuting down....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">~piuks~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(monitor off)</span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6343877908445092583-2721356136704013341?l=ragingrazor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GB= Growing Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07987353582123513795noreply@blogger.com3