<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:36:05.015-08:00</updated><category term='hancock'/><category term='camera whore'/><category term='sketch'/><category term='radiohead'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='portrait'/><category term='cake'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='mohan'/><category term='bash'/><category term='yorke'/><category term='bill gates'/><title type='text'>The Advocate's Theory</title><subtitle type='html'>All I want to do...
Is fly high...
High into the sky...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-3907518268312920694</id><published>2009-12-02T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:08:16.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Sxc5nnIEOnI/AAAAAAAAFdE/vRKEjOWjEHM/s1600-h/speedingexcuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Sxc5nnIEOnI/AAAAAAAAFdE/vRKEjOWjEHM/s400/speedingexcuse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856829989436018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-3907518268312920694?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3907518268312920694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=3907518268312920694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3907518268312920694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3907518268312920694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/12/donuts.html' title='Donuts'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Sxc5nnIEOnI/AAAAAAAAFdE/vRKEjOWjEHM/s72-c/speedingexcuse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-5537525420505087417</id><published>2009-11-15T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:08:09.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Down</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I went to watch 2012 with my friends at 1 Utama. Before the movie, we went to have dinner at Bubba Gump at The Curve. The dinner was pleasant to say the least but what happened next really boggles my mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, when we left the restaurant my friend realized that he had left his handphone on the table so he went back to take it. The duration of us leaving our table and him realizing he left his handphone is &lt;b&gt;not more than &lt;/b&gt;3 minutes. Unsurprisingly, when he went back to our table the handphone is gone case already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best part of the story: just right before we left our table a new group of patron just came in to our area and they sit right next to our table. Guess what, when we went back there they are gone. Now, I do not like to make any accusations but I think it is quite obvious what just happened right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still remember clearly how they look like. A Chinese family of 4; a fat father and fat son, aged around 10, a daughter around the age of 14 and the mother. I am seriously ashamed to be a Malaysian. Can't we all just lived virtuously? In Malaysia if we saw somebody drop something and return it to the owner we will be laughed at because we are stupid and does not know how to take advantage of the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest problem that I have with this whole ruckus is that if they are able to afford having dinner at a fine dining restaurant such as yours truly Bubba Gump, surely you have enough dough to buy your own freaking handphone? When I told my mum about it, she told me: "Son, this is the real world. People are always so realistic." Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might argue that they are just among the small percentage of rotten apples in the basket. Well that may be true but I know... deep inside everyone, there's a shadow telling them to claim it for themselves.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have long given up on Malaysian... Curse them all... curse them all to oblivion. What happened that day only served to strengthen my beliefs that courtesy among people and honesty are overrated. Look at how people drives and you will see my point. At this point I will say that one day, I will leave Malaysia. I'd rather lived in a jungle than this miserable place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I have recently found something that I can hold on to... So, I will stay here... and hope that one day we will see improvements... even if it is by the smallest margin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-5537525420505087417?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5537525420505087417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=5537525420505087417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5537525420505087417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5537525420505087417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-down.html' title='Let Down'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-541432712229253824</id><published>2009-11-10T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:57:46.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yorke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>sketch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Svo1MeQy0kI/AAAAAAAAFck/WeV-LZiFJMA/s1600-h/yorke.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Svo1MeQy0kI/AAAAAAAAFck/WeV-LZiFJMA/s400/yorke.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402689191382536770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sketch I drew long ago... when I lived at Boredom Kingdom... I wondered if anyone recognized who is this...? For those who can't, try harder. For those who can, ain't no rewards for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-541432712229253824?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/541432712229253824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=541432712229253824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/541432712229253824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/541432712229253824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/11/sketch.html' title='sketch'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/Svo1MeQy0kI/AAAAAAAAFck/WeV-LZiFJMA/s72-c/yorke.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-8040385294920519634</id><published>2009-11-08T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:54:26.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupendous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;adj.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of astounding force, volume, degree, or excellence; marvelous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazingly large or great; huge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a few years when I was a child, I always thought that &lt;i&gt;Stupendous &lt;/i&gt;means someone who is extremely dumb... Back then I did not bother to consult the &lt;i&gt;Great Book of Gazillion Words and Its Meaning. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-8040385294920519634?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8040385294920519634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=8040385294920519634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8040385294920519634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8040385294920519634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupendous.html' title='Stupendous'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-2127764259372993011</id><published>2009-10-28T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:13:14.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:20.0pt;"&gt;I Survived 8 Days in Taipei &lt;/span&gt;(and came back to tell the tale)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Part 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Day 2 (20/10/2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Today’s trip is both painful and rewarding. Painful because it is such a pain in the ass to spend most of our time inside public transports and rewarding because we are treated with beautiful vista.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our destination today is the Yeliou &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;（&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family: Arial;mso-hansi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;野&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;color:black;"&gt;柳&lt;/span&gt;）&lt;/span&gt;Geo Park. To go there, take the MRT to Danshui (&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;淡水&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;Station for about 30 minutes and from there take a bus. The journey from Danshui MRT Station to Yeliou Geo Park will take you about 2 hours. Yup, 2 hours. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;When you reached the final station, you will still need to walk for about 15 minutes to the Park. Along the journey you will come across a fisherman harbor. Well… it is a harbor; do I need to explain more? In the park, there is also a water park, called Yehliu Ocean World, featuring aquariums and dolphin show, much like Hong Kong’s Ocean World, I guess…&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;You can opt to have a look at the Ocean World or just proceed to the main attraction of the place: several rock formations that had been given imaginative names due to their shape, with the Queen’s Head (&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;女王头&lt;/span&gt;) being the most famous of them all. It is so famous that they have decided to make the stone formation to be their town’s mascot.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;To truly see the formation you have to look at it at a certain angle. Otherwise it looks just like a pile of… dong. Fortunately they have been kind enough to tell you exactly where to stand to see the formation; by drawing foot print on to the floor.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Well, that’s pretty much sums up how second day went through.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3 (21/10/2009)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Nothing much special about Day 3 of Taipei adventure… We went to another shopping market, this time at Wufenpu &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;（五分铺）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Commercial Area. To go there, just take the MRT to Zhongxiao Dunhua &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;（忠孝敦化）&lt;/span&gt;Station. Once you reach there, just ask people how to go alright? I can’t be bothered to include every minute detail. Oh yeah, be sure to go there after 11am, because the shops start to open at around 11am.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Henry and I can’t be bothered to shop again. We end up sitting at a coffee shop for at least 3 hours talking about life’s big issue and all… you know, those kind of stuff. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After that we went to YET ANOTHER shopping district and surprise, surprise, it is inside Zhongxiao Dunhua MRT Station itself. There is a long stretch of tunnel featuring shops and restaurants, and at the middle of the tunnel, there is a stage for public to use as community center or whatever. There is old people practicing Tai-chi and kiddo doing break dancing, and stuff.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;One thing I really like is how convenient Taipei’s MRT are. Located at strategic location, bus station and taxi stand is all there once you step out of the MRT station. Best of all there are multiple metro lines, 4 to be exact in Taipei and they are all centralized. You only need to pay once and all you need to do is get down from the appropriate station and walk a few steps to the desired metro lines. Tickets can be used at all metro lines. Much unlike *ahem* LRT *ahem* Putra *ahem* Monorail *ahem ahem*. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Day 3 of Taipei adventure leaves some bitter taste in my mouth…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-2127764259372993011?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2127764259372993011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=2127764259372993011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2127764259372993011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2127764259372993011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-survived-8-days-in-taipei-and-came_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-9110498167474907191</id><published>2009-10-28T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:09:55.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:20.0pt;"&gt;I Survived 8 Days in Taipei &lt;/span&gt;(and came back to tell the tale) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 0 (18/10/2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;The clock is ticking… 4 hours before the time to leave our house and yet I still have not begun to start packing seriously. All I did was procrastinating, checking the ‘net and chatting with friends. To hell with it, I think I will stay up tonight to pack my stuff. Besides, I can sleep inside the plane…&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 1 (19/10/2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;6.30am. It is time. Bid farewell to Toto our family dog and HERE WE COME TAIPEI! The flight took approximately 4 hour… Touchdown at Tao Yuan &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;（桃园）&lt;/span&gt;International Airport at 4pm+ with bloodshot-eyed and lack of caffeine… Damn.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;The time zone for Taiwan is more or less the same as KL, which is convenient. The weather during this time of the year is very nice; breezy… it is autumn here by the way. Our hostel is at Jian Tan (&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;剑潭&lt;/span&gt;); to go there we took a bus for 30 minutes to Shih Lin (&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;士林&lt;/span&gt;) and took MRT for one station. Oh yeah, before I forgot, our trip to Taipei is all by our own, we did not follow any tour group. What this mean is we have to find our own way to go to the places we want to go and to find our own food. Kind of like survival in the concrete jungle, no?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;We finally reached our hostel which is just a few blocks away from the famed Shih Lin Night Market (&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;"&gt;士林夜市&lt;/span&gt;) at about 6pm. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The owner of the hostel is kind enough to provide us with advice and suggestion as to how to explore Taipei. The room we are living in to be honest is not that big, just about the size of an apartment room in KL, but with its own wash room. There is a double size bed and 2 additional bed for me and my sister’s boyfriend, Henry. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Obviously my mom and my sister will sleep on the double size bed. Hey, I’m not complaining, eh? It’s not like we are going to stay here for a very long time. Just a place to sleep and shower is good enough; no need for penthouse or anything, no?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;So, we reached our hostel and put down our luggage. What next? Hit the Night Market of course, you silly. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Shih Lin Night Market is basically the same as our very own Petaling Street, but 3 times as large. I tell you, I had been here for 8 days but I am still never been able to fully explore the Night Market. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Stuff here is quite cheap, well, girls clothing most of the time anyway. There is a lot of junk food to choose from here that you do not know which one to try first, but the bad thing is that these junk food is mostly deep fried. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Sometime I wonder if woman’s legs are born to shop… How can they shop for 5 hours and still does not show any sign of fatigue? I guess this mystery can never be solved by science and logic; it is just what the nature intended to. My own legs however, are starting to feel numb. I can’t go on any further… please let me fall here and remember me as a war hero… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Remember, I want &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Karma Police &lt;/b&gt;by &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Radiohead &lt;/b&gt;as my funeral song.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Anyway… my first day in Taipei ended with sore legs and bloodshot eye. Time to recharge...&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-9110498167474907191?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/9110498167474907191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=9110498167474907191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/9110498167474907191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/9110498167474907191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-survived-8-days-in-taipei-and-came.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-4497345450336868671</id><published>2009-10-28T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:32:28.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disenchanted</title><content type='html'>Oh dear blog, you are still alive even after I abandoned you for so long?&lt;div&gt;Alright then, let's get started again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-4497345450336868671?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4497345450336868671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=4497345450336868671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/4497345450336868671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/4497345450336868671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/10/disenchanted.html' title='Disenchanted'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-8606907287639835</id><published>2009-03-18T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:06:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is a sad day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had just learned this afternoon that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sillan&lt;/span&gt;, an ex staff of my company I worked for was unfortunately involved in a robbery and was killed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although I am not very close to him but we had met for a few times and it is easy to know on the spot that he is one of the few nicest people around that you can find. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is true the saying that goes: "You never know what is going to happen tomorrow". So please cherish everyone around you because you never knew... So to all my friends out there, even though I never say it, but please know that I always love you guys. Well, maybe not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mohan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My deepest condolences to the family of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sillan&lt;/span&gt; and I hope that whoever did it will sooner or later caught by the hands of law.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-8606907287639835?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8606907287639835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=8606907287639835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8606907287639835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8606907287639835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/03/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest In Peace'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-3981262135935461251</id><published>2009-02-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:07:44.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/2/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: Hi, I need to get a passbook for this account number. Apparently you guys did not make one for me when I open the account here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee A: No, we give passbook to every account opened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: Look, I told you that you did not make one for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee A: It's impossible. I'm sure each customer will have one passbook upon registration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: You go check with my company. That time when I opened the account you people  gave me an option of whether or not getting the passbook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: What seems to be the problem? (Taking over from Bank Employee A)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: Look, I already had this same conversation last 4 month. All I want is to get the frigging passbook so I can print the frigging bank statement for my frigging loan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: But we are certain we issued passbook to each new customer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: (Annoyed) OK! So be it! Let's just assumed I lost the book! So can you just make me a new frigging passbook so I don't need to have this conversation AGAIN next time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: That will be RM20 sir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: Yeah, you take that bloody 20 bucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: Sir, you opened your account since 2006. You really don't have a passbook?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: YES I DON'T HAVE IT FOR 3 YEARS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee C: (Barge in) Did I hear you want to get a loan? What loan you're getting sir? Car loan? Would you like to apply from us?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: NO! I just applied from your bank last few month and it was slow as hell. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee C: But different people different working style. Maybe the agent is just slow, we are faster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: (Growing a horn, beard and tail. Reddish eye.) Look, can we not talk about your bloody loan before this issue with passbook is settled?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee C walk away, pissed off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: Please fill in these forms please and sign here and there. Please take a seat first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: (Thinking to himself) What the hell is wrong with these people? I'd told them time and time again that they did not give me the passbook. Don't they understand English?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: Sir I can't give you the passbook today because there is still unsettled transaction in your account. Can you come back again tomorrow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: What??? (grumbling) Fine I'll come back tomorrow. Then can you print me  the 3 month bank statement for my loan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: I'm sorry but we can only print one month bank statement only for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: What? But last time one of you just printed it for me! (and they did) How come now you can't?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: I think only credit officer can do that. Can I know the officer in charged that time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: How would I be able to remember her name? It's like 4 month ago!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bank Employee B: I really can't do anything...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: !@#$%^&amp;amp; (mumbling to himself again) Fine I'll come back again tomorrow for the passbook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[On the way back]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: I'd told them repeatedly that I don't have the passbook! Why can't they just listen? Keep telling me I had it... Fine, I'll search my drawer. If I can't find it they're doomed tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[At home, searching his drawer]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jerkass&lt;/span&gt; Customer: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Maybank&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;RHB&lt;/span&gt;... Alliance... see? I told them I don't frigging have it! Oh wait, what's this? If it isn't...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... FUCK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[The Jerkass Customer is too embarrased of what had happened and decided not to go back to the bank for at least another 3 month.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-3981262135935461251?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3981262135935461251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=3981262135935461251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3981262135935461251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3981262135935461251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2009/02/1222009.html' title='12/2/2009'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-8980709683992867249</id><published>2008-11-04T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:09:21.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had enough of it! It's harassing me every second I use it! The slowness, the hiccups, the battery drain... Gyahhhh...@#$%^&amp;amp;*()!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what's it you ask? Of course I'm talking about Windows Vista! Been using it for 3 months. It seems like each and every time I open my laptop the speed get slower and slower... I can feel my head is growing more white hair than they should and that my health is deteriorating fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always tell me the new is better. Blehhh... either they're just plain dumb or they use Mac. For now, I'll stick back to Windows XP. The only way I'll get back to Vista is someone giving me RM1 million. Maybe Windows 7 will be better, but hey, it is still Windows... (shrug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Doesn't this situation kind of similiar? Oh yeah... same thing happen during Windows 98 - Millennium - XP transition time. Heh, still Windows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-8980709683992867249?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8980709683992867249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=8980709683992867249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8980709683992867249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8980709683992867249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-had-enough-of-it-its-harassing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-5163417891645461022</id><published>2008-10-15T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:48:39.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK  OK...! I know I promised to do a report on my Bandung trip. I'll get into it as soon as possible! Hopefully... maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-5163417891645461022?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5163417891645461022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=5163417891645461022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5163417891645461022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5163417891645461022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-3700779561939598033</id><published>2008-10-04T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:01:34.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; it so hard to remember to bring the frigging things I asked for? It had been like a month and I still haven't got it! I had called, texted, reminded, pushed, blowed and yet people can STILL be ignorant enough to remember to bring the frigging thing! Dudes, you're like, 20+ years old already. Do you need me to YELL at you? If I have to, things will be ugly. Yeah, if you forgot about it the first time I can still laugh it off but after the tenth time it's not funny. It's downright absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people have the nerve to tell me that I had trust issue. I'm being very patience because I'm borrowing things from these people. You are the one who say I can borrow it so make your words count! If you changed your mind, tell me so I don't need to wait like brick! When I asked politely why you forgot to bring it you give me those stupid face that says: "You think I owe you?" You never know how hard I try to resist the urge to punch you right in your monkey face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, it even happened when I borrow them things. I had told them it is not mine and they should return it to me when they are done with it. In the end, guess what? Waited half a month and wasted all those phone credits to tell them "give me back the effing thing!!!" Look, if you continue to behave like this in the end it will only bite you back HARD. Your behaviour will going to deeply impact your working and social life. Hell, what do they know? They don't need to use their effing money to go to college or university. Surely they think they can still fool around like they are now when they are working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Damn. You know what? I'll never borrow things to AND from them anymore. Go eat banana!&lt;br /&gt;t(-_-t)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-3700779561939598033?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3700779561939598033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=3700779561939598033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3700779561939598033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3700779561939598033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/10/trust-issue.html' title='Trust Issue'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-3813252375812126754</id><published>2008-09-23T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:23:44.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello Malaysia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh...~         T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-3813252375812126754?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3813252375812126754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=3813252375812126754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3813252375812126754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3813252375812126754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-2860171197102120448</id><published>2008-09-18T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:13:08.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye Malaysia...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y^^Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-2860171197102120448?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2860171197102120448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=2860171197102120448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2860171197102120448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2860171197102120448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-2326458361219952909</id><published>2008-09-17T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:56:52.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Thursday/National/2353053/Article/index_html"&gt;http://nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Thursday/National/2353053/Article/index_html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why bother? We all know they are a bunch of &lt;strike&gt;assholes&lt;/strike&gt; misunderstood people. OK, maybe only most of them are. I sincerely apologize for the remaining 0.01% of the population.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They come in and act like they are your master, demanding you to keep up with their annoying and unreasonable demand. Go play with a stick, &lt;strike&gt;assholes&lt;/strike&gt; misunderstood people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't ISA me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-2326458361219952909?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2326458361219952909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=2326458361219952909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2326458361219952909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2326458361219952909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/09/misunderstood.html' title='Misunderstood'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-2654490479668680376</id><published>2008-09-16T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:45:10.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill gates'/><title type='text'>Bash Fest</title><content type='html'>I... frigging... HATE Outlook 2007!!! (try ugrading from Outlook 2003 to 2007 and you will see, yes you WILL see...)&lt;div&gt;I frigging hate Windows Vista!!! (ever try to workaround all those stoopid Network setting? I just want to check the frigging IP setting!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I frigging hate Windows Live Messenger!!! (what with the constant disconnection and the advertisement harassment, bundle with the slooooow folder sharing and the useless Remote Asisstance feature)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I frigging hate ANYTHING from Bill Gates!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet we still need his OS and Office suite... aaarghhhhh the irony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's hoping for the inevitable Google OS (let's face it, Linux is too much for normal user &amp;amp; Mac is just... well the fact that there are now Mac Machine with Windows OS explain it all) and Google Office Suite (yes they have online version but that's just it: online version. What if your internet provider lost its telecommunication tower and down for a week? OpenOffice is another great option but hell, why not Google Office? Let's heat up the competition for the benefit of end users!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-2654490479668680376?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2654490479668680376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=2654490479668680376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2654490479668680376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/2654490479668680376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/09/bash-fest.html' title='Bash Fest'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-4078918283315269787</id><published>2008-08-25T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:16:02.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SLJ11QiI71I/AAAAAAAADSo/y8VuvNOFoTc/s1600-h/n_04train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SLJ11QiI71I/AAAAAAAADSo/y8VuvNOFoTc/s320/n_04train.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238378874416983890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ast week, our "beloved" Prime Minister Pak Lah decided to give a surprise visit to our "beloved" public transport; namely KTM and Putra(Star) LRT. From what we can read, it seems that he is unsatisfied with the public transport service, what with the delay of train, over congested and among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Great. So noble of you. From what I perceived, it appears to me that our PM just doesn't listen to our complaints about public transport FOR YEARS ago. Maybe he thinks that we are exaggerating or he just doesn’t care. Now that he finally "turun padang", he complains that it is bad, it is unsatisfactory it is this and it is that. Well, thank you for letting us know what we ALREADY know. Now, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's lucky he didn't choose to take the public bus during the peak hour, when it rain. Else he'll be greeted by the best scent he can find in Malaysia, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time when oil prices had skyrocketed, the Government urged us to use public transportation to go to work. However I don't think the current public transportation system can save us any money. For example, if I work in KL Sentral, I would have to take the bus early morning from my house, costing RM1.00. Reach Pandan Jaya LRT Station (I lived in Pandan Perdana) in 30 minutes time (commute + waiting time), pay RM2.40 per ticket to go to Masjid Jamek (20 minutes commute time) then walk 5 minutes to the Masjid Jamek Putra LRT station. From there, pay RM1.30 to finally reach KL Sentral. Overall I need to pay RM5.70 and use around 1 hour 15 minutes to go to work alone. In the end I would need to spend RM11.40 and 2 hour 30 minutes a day to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a month I would use up to RM228...  Well, if compare to a car, depending on the company you worked for, you might not need to pay parking fee or maybe buy a season pass. That if you work in a building or complex. If you work in industrial area parking fee is almost non-existent. If I drive a car to KL Sentral to work, minus the parking fee (let just assume there is no parking fee) the amount of money I use for driving and taking public transport is almost the same. Heck, I would rather get stuck in a traffic jam every morning in my own car than get stuffed in the bus or LRT like sardine in a can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, buy a motorcycle to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super fuel-efficient and you can just literally park anywhere. If you scared your motorcycle will get summoned for illegal parking or stolen by Mat Rempits, buy a used bikes and those of unfamous brand. Keep out of Honda, Yamaha and Kawasaki. It is the prime target for theft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Don't argue with me about how unsafe a motorcycle is. If you ride like an idiot, most likely you'll die an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-4078918283315269787?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4078918283315269787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=4078918283315269787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/4078918283315269787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/4078918283315269787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/08/l-ast-week-our-beloved-prime-minister.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SLJ11QiI71I/AAAAAAAADSo/y8VuvNOFoTc/s72-c/n_04train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-5528710128513397764</id><published>2008-08-05T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:29:05.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is everyone seems to lost their ability to give functional opinion/advice? What happened was that I was dumbfounded between two choices so naturally, I will ask for opinions from my friends. Yes they gave me sound advice but to my surprise, all of them will say, "In the end, it all depends on what you want"... or similar context. It is like you have to choose between apple and orange; you ask them to help you to choose one and they tell you all of their merits and demerits: one is sweet and the other sour, one is red and the other orange etc etc... But in the end of it, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; tell you to choose which&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one you like best. YEAH... thanks for helping. It is because I cannot choose one that I like best that I ask you for help. When all saliva are wasted, it is back to square one... &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objectivity is too overrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sometime, you need subjective opinion to make a decision. Otherwise, you will forever stuck in the middle ground do not know which path to take. However I want to make it clear that I really appreciate all the advice and opinion my friends had given me. It is just that I feel they are a littttttle bit too objective. So next time if you ask me for opinions, I will choose a side and use all of my power to convert you into my thinking. Nyeknyeknyekkk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-5528710128513397764?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5528710128513397764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=5528710128513397764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5528710128513397764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/5528710128513397764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-just-me-or-is-everyone-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-8925121713253456683</id><published>2008-07-28T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:05:20.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me Up When September Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rghhh... after all the urging and blowing, I thought I am finally going to update this blog on last weekend. But I didn't. Why? Well, last Saturday I went to climb Mount Tabur, East side with the guys (Mohan, WaiKiat, YewWing, SuMay[is that how it is spelled?], KaiLiang &amp;amp; his wife Grace[huhu], AhPat[don't remember his name but that's how WK&amp;amp;YW call him haha], AhPat's friendsX2 and Jay &amp;amp; his brother[our guide woohooo!] and 1 more guy[also forgot his name]). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.45am. I'd set my alarm to 5.00am. but I only wake up after 45minutes :-P. Feel like a zombie 'cause I slept like for 4 hours+ only. =_= But I'm better than Mohan. He is supposed to fetch me at 6.15am. and reach KaiLiang's place at 6.20am. Guess what? At 6.10am Mohan called me and ask what time he should reach my house. I was like, "Yeah, you should reach here like, well, NOW???" OK, don't matter. Then he asks me what he should bring and ask me whether I can borrow my shoe to him. Nicely done, lad, nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach KaiLiang's place at 7am. My gosh luckily KaiLiang doesn't have a temper or else I would have been chopped by him. Which if it happen I will promptly push the responsibility to Mohan haha! OK, after 20 minutes we reach our meeting point, which is YewWing's house. Fast forwardX2 and we reach Bukit Tabur West side! Woohooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this mountain route is neither as fun nor challenging than the East side. Well I don't mind climbing West partly because I haven't been here before... Next time go East side lah. This route also annoyed me a lot because the path is full of sharp rocks (painful to the feet ohhhhh...), there is too many sector that can only be cleared one person at a time. What that means is it will involve a lot of waiting and "traffic jam". What with the other group of climbers catching us from behind. It's because of the waiting that eventually make this expedition a 5 hour long expedition. 5 hour!!! X-S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hour is a long time and when you got to go, you got to go. Which I did... (silence) Erm, OK! After we climb back down, we decided to have lunch at McD Melati. In which I think to myself, all the calories I burnt in 5 hour long expedition I gained back in just 30 minutes trip to McD X-D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home it's already 2pm. Guitar class? Nah forget it. Too tired to do anything, but online. Online online online for 3 hours, take a bath and decided to sleep a while. Now this is where things get interesting! Apparently  I forgot to set my alarm and when I woke up, its 1am. Yeah, 1am. =_= Urghhhh... went to my regular mamak for late dinner walking like a zombie. It's 2am. Everyone's sleeping. Nobody online to chat with. Not sleepy enough for another go. Heck, decided to play ICO  till 7am and sleep back until 1pm. Hell yeah! Now that's a good weekend spent yeah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Will update pictures if I managed to get hold on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Apparently AhPat's real name is BanChai but I'm still going to call him AhPat X-D and "1 more guy" is called AhYaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-8925121713253456683?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8925121713253456683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=8925121713253456683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8925121713253456683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8925121713253456683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake Me Up When September Ends'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-1870847679730545504</id><published>2008-07-05T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:28:33.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera whore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mohan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hancock'/><title type='text'>Savin' Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esterday the guys &amp;amp; me went to watch Hancock. It's quite an eventful day because tomorrow Raymond will be leaving for Sabah to start his new semester and Mohan just came back from Russia for holiday. Seems like they are passing the baton, one leave and another one come in haha. Anyway Raymond will be back again this November for yet another semester break; so look forward to it. The movie will start at 10.30pm but I went there early around 9pm because I need to buy present for Ashley. Yeah my bad because her birthday over already but I still haven't buy her a present X-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dismay I couldn't find a Nike shop in Times Square! Wasted my time and energy -_-". Well that tells a lot eh? Nike is such a famous brand but yet they have no shop in Times Square, which is  self-proclaimed largest shopping mall in Boleh-land until along came QueensBay Mall in Penang. Anyway, gave up my search for present and went to Starbuck instead. Yes yes I worked for Coffee Bean but it is so near to the cinema. No point go all the way to Sungei Wang just to have a coffee. There I met with Raymond &amp;amp; Mohan. After so long haven't see Mohan, he look ........ (in search of better word) ......... erm, moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Mohan ask me whether I brought a camera along and I was like, "Dude, it's just a movie outing! Why on Earth do you want to bring a camera along?" "Well, why not?" He replied. "I'm a camera whore mah!" Ohkaaaaaaay... although I'll happily admit that I'm a shutterbug but I ain't no camera whore. So since whore usually reserved for female does that means Mohan is actually a transgender? If he's not, should we call him camera man-whore or camera gigolo? I rest the case on you... After constant begging and fist-shoving, I'd finally agreed to use my camera phone to snap some pictures of us... in public... self-captured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcygOKBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Ch0EqOfWZWE/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcygOKBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Ch0EqOfWZWE/s200/DSC01306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219461356483127314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcygOKBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Ch0EqOfWZWE/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AckOHpiI/AAAAAAAADSA/-9xVNJhq17Q/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AckOHpiI/AAAAAAAADSA/-9xVNJhq17Q/s200/DSC01303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219461352649106978" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcgOd_NI/AAAAAAAADSI/PITmFOrne7s/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcgOd_NI/AAAAAAAADSI/PITmFOrne7s/s200/DSC01304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219461351576829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1) Mohan making stupid face. Wait, his face IS stupid.    2) Nice job putting me in the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3) GYAHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After clocking in near 10.30pm, the guys finally arrived. Bought some drinks, popcorn blablabla and in we go! To be honest, Hancock is a good movie,  albeit a little too short. The show spanned around 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 hour, the first part was OK but after reaching the half hour mark everything seems to be rushed. You will feel like the movie is trying to finish as soon as possible. However, you will be leaving the cinema laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to have a drink at mamak in Pandan Jaya. Heed this warning: if you ever have a chance to sit in a car driven by Mohan, you better be sure that:&lt;br /&gt;1) You were sitting behind in the passenger seat.&lt;br /&gt;2) Fasten your seatbelt if you sit in front.&lt;br /&gt;3) Confiscate his handphone. (He treasure his call more than his life)&lt;br /&gt;4) You better have bought a life insurance.&lt;br /&gt;5) Pray to the God you worship that the journey end as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm giving you all of this warning? Well let's just say that I have cheated Death, twice. Anyway we talk rubbish until 2.00 a.m. and go home sleep. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9GNuXj2bI/AAAAAAAADSg/KY59bDrhSk4/s1600-h/DSC01309111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9GNuXj2bI/AAAAAAAADSg/KY59bDrhSk4/s320/DSC01309111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219467694744787378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-1870847679730545504?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1870847679730545504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=1870847679730545504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/1870847679730545504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/1870847679730545504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-guys-me-went-to-watch-hancock.html' title='Savin&apos; Me'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SG9AcygOKBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Ch0EqOfWZWE/s72-c/DSC01306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-6571924396781098126</id><published>2008-06-27T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:35:58.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hole Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;igh... received a very bad news few days ago. Apparently the event of my company's Sport Day had been changed. Initially they were going to organize track events (1oom, 200m, 4X100m, and 1000m), now it's canceled due to reason that we are not supposed know (I guess). Instead we'll have 7-a-side football match and netball match. Wasn't that bad you say? Well problem is I'd always achieve better in track events. What? You think people who wear spectacle can't run fast? Anyway what made me sad was that I had trained myself in Spartan mode for more than two months! Now I can kiss my effort bye-bye... oh well, I think I'll utilize the stamina I gained for my new found interest: hill climbing.   :-P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-6571924396781098126?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6571924396781098126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=6571924396781098126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/6571924396781098126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/6571924396781098126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/black-hole-sun.html' title='Black Hole Sun'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-3240163892348871639</id><published>2008-06-26T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:28:34.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>Another One Bite The Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWxaXnp0I/AAAAAAAADME/pYj1aNzP2YE/s1600-h/IMG_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWxaXnp0I/AAAAAAAADME/pYj1aNzP2YE/s200/IMG_0757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216248937805489986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday mark the 25th birthday of my sister, Man Wai. Coincidentally it is also the birthday of a dear friend: Ashley. I wish them nothing but the best year ahead of them. At first we didn't think of throwing any party for my sister. But at about 5.00p.m. her boyfriend Henry called me and ask me to make a surprise party for her. Oh, what the heck... Went to Secret Recipe in Jaya Jusco Maluri and bought a whole cake. It's called Chocolate Indulgence... not bad at all I must say. Soft and chocolaty, almost feel like eating ice-cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then have to transport the cake back to my home with my bike. My GOD... that's the hardest delivery I have ever made. Must concentrate hard to look for smooth spot in our famous KL road. Not easy nor fun. But in the end I made it to my home without damaging the cake. Pheeew...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 8p.m. and she's going to arrive at 10.30. Have to do every task in Mach 2 speed. Walk the dog, feed the dog, clean the table, sweep the floor, take a bath and prepare. Before she arrive I take out the cake, put it on the table, light the candle and turn all light off. Now it's time to take out the guitar! Booyaah!!! When she open the door we sang her Happy Birthday song and she was so embarrassed that she hide inside the room haha!!! Now that's a good way to pay her back for all the trouble she gave me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWx0unD_I/AAAAAAAADMc/v-qcTcJwPRw/s1600-h/IMG_0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWx0unD_I/AAAAAAAADMc/v-qcTcJwPRw/s200/IMG_0766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216248944881242098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWx1IS61I/AAAAAAAADMU/Z_20GzbxWyg/s1600-h/IMG_0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWx1IS61I/AAAAAAAADMU/Z_20GzbxWyg/s200/IMG_0761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216248944988973906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWxnPuZtI/AAAAAAAADMM/kYHrzhk1nFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWxnPuZtI/AAAAAAAADMM/kYHrzhk1nFQ/s200/IMG_0760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216248941262038738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-3240163892348871639?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3240163892348871639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=3240163892348871639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3240163892348871639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/3240163892348871639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-one-bite-dust.html' title='Another One Bite The Dust'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPWxaXnp0I/AAAAAAAADME/pYj1aNzP2YE/s72-c/IMG_0757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5548352394042548442.post-8423743915007004666</id><published>2008-01-27T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:17:59.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>My first post. Although can't think of anything important to post right now but I must post one anyway today because it's my birthday! That way I can remember when I started this blog. I'm not first time blogger as I previously have a blog in Friendster, but decided to try something new. See what's the different... so, stay tuned for more post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5548352394042548442-8423743915007004666?l=yewfoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8423743915007004666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5548352394042548442&amp;postID=8423743915007004666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8423743915007004666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5548352394042548442/posts/default/8423743915007004666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewfoong.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>YewFoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908790754004703839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNbZx8NqCCk/SGPFQfj1EHI/AAAAAAAADKs/hUBkjSga8IM/S220/CIMG0702.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
