<?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-5649508865045229128</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:19:56.852+08:00</updated><category term='just for laughs'/><category term='one of many'/><category term='one to remember'/><category term='for another'/><title type='text'>PHOTOGRAPHING LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>AND THEN CAME PICTURES. CAPTURING AND SHAPING THE WORLD.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-613845866766772757</id><published>2009-08-05T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:21:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reigniting</title><content type='html'>I guess I've kinda lost the mood to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's block?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the mood returns. Best of luck with stuff people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- really sorry but till better days -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-613845866766772757?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/613845866766772757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=613845866766772757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/613845866766772757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/613845866766772757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/08/reigniting.html' title='Reigniting'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5793763409891722789</id><published>2009-06-28T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:09:52.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>Ronaldo, results, cars, editors (band), transformers, H1N1, church camps, and sara.</title><content type='html'>Somehow this seems very very familiar. Though I haven't blogged in ages. Sorry I should say. Been staring at the screen for roughly ten minutes. Couldn't figure out a title for this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LIGHT BULB ABOVE HEAD LIGHTS UP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An all in one involving a lot of stuff happening lately title. Pure genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let's start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. RONALDO - so what if he completed a deal to Real &lt;s&gt;Morons&lt;/s&gt; Madrid? 80 million pounds richer? I'd rather have the cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. RESULTS - 5A1's and 6A2's. I thank God for this man. A real load of my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CARS - I'm as of now looking for 1970 toyota celica's and also datsun 120ys. Super cool stuff I tell you. After overhauling the entire set of parts and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. EDITORS - My favourite band at the moment. Watch vidoes of Editors performing live. Tom Smith kicks ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TRANSFORMERS - Awesome movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. H1N1 - HOLIDAYS HOLIDAYS. Well, not quite. E.C's still open and running. But it makes for good reading in the newspaper though. The virus spreading and all. "REPORTS HAVE CONFIRMED THAT THE GIRL HAS TWO SISTERS AGED 16 AND 15 IN CONVENT AND SDJ". SDJ changed to a girl's school? when??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. TEEN STREET AND YOUTH CAMP - Again, AWESOME. No words needed. View Adeline's facebook for pictures. Met some pretty cool people like Josh from singapore and James. Got to know local JB Wesley church people better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.to SARA - I'm done updating! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much 2 to 3 months lumped into one post. Okay so maybe I left out some details along the way but it's a post none the less. Take care all of you guys. H1N1 shall not conquer us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to more stuff to fill my days -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5793763409891722789?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5793763409891722789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5793763409891722789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5793763409891722789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5793763409891722789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/06/ronaldo-results-cars-editors-band.html' title='Ronaldo, results, cars, editors (band), transformers, H1N1, church camps, and sara.'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-844630005049126230</id><published>2009-05-05T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:15:54.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>there comes a time</title><content type='html'>Mid year exams( 14th May ). Mid year holidays( 30th May ). Ah, how I wish the latter would just come sooner. Although that would mean SPM arriving even sooner. All roads just seem to be leading to SPM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days that pass don't seem to be helping any more less. And there comes a time when one (not me) just lays back imagining the stuff he has done for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents saying "you better not let your outings affect your studies yeah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher coming in to give a talk about " SPM being the crossroad of your life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guilt-wrench feeling you have when you don't spend enough time studying as &lt;br /&gt;much as you would have liked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come to school seeing half the class or even more not present. you feel shit &lt;br /&gt;for coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run off to PJ, after telling yourself you didn't want to play but use that &lt;br /&gt;time to do some extra studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't finish your homeworks, saying you were studying. And then you see the &lt;br /&gt;number one student passing up everything and still finish way ahead of you in the &lt;br /&gt;rankings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get home late from school. You fall asleep. Waking up at 8pm, you feel horrible. You try studying but you get sleepier. You "tersleep" as you would say and feel like shit the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to BIO class not knowing what the teacher is talking about as you've been studying other subjects during BIO lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to tuition class. You meet your friends from other schools. You end up talking and having fun. Forgetting the purpose of tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn on that damn tempting box (CPU). And there goes a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with all this being said, I guess it's time to buck up for mid year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's panicking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST OF LUCK TO ALL FIFTH FORMERS TAKING THE SETARA PAPERS. &lt;br /&gt;MAY WE ALL LIVE TO ENJOY THE MID-TERM BREAK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-844630005049126230?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/844630005049126230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=844630005049126230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/844630005049126230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/844630005049126230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-comes-time.html' title='there comes a time'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7261644913125741502</id><published>2009-04-27T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:07:39.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(no title )</title><content type='html'>1. The person that tagged you is:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your first impression of her/him is:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: funny, happy, cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable moments with her:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: Singapore trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she has said to you is:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, what should she improve at:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, what would you do:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: definitely try to be friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, she hit her head too hard on something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is:&lt;br /&gt;birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression on him/her:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: awesome girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The characteristic you love most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristic you hate most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;small eyes (at times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Oliver (good food, good country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;well love is &lt;s&gt;blind&lt;/s&gt; dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ivan&lt;br /&gt;2. Alex&lt;br /&gt;3. Jet&lt;br /&gt;4. Sean&lt;br /&gt;5. Adeline&lt;br /&gt;6. Joey&lt;br /&gt;7. Alvin&lt;br /&gt;8. Ram&lt;br /&gt;9.  Lily&lt;br /&gt;10.Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is 6 having a relationship with:&lt;br /&gt;Joey: No one yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. is 9 a male or female:&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If 7 and 10 were together, would it be a good thing:&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and Steph: not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 2 studying at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;Alex: wounds, respiratory problems, heart problems, nerves, shocks, signs, symptoms and the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was the last time you had a chat with 3:&lt;br /&gt;Jethro: staff room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of music does 8 like:&lt;br /&gt;Ram: rock, alternative rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does 1 have any siblings:&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: one sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you woo 3:&lt;br /&gt;Jethro: well, we're both straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How about 7:&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: once again, we're straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is 4 single:&lt;br /&gt;sean: yes? but with target in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the surname of 5:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: Boey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the hobby of 5:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do 5 and 9 get along well:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and Lily: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where is 2 studying at:&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Sultan Abu Bakar College (EC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Say something casual about your eyes:&lt;br /&gt;small, one line as some have said. but wth, cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you tried developing feelings for 5:&lt;br /&gt;Adeline: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does 9 live:&lt;br /&gt;Lily: somewhere in town. can't quite remember where. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What colours does 4 like:&lt;br /&gt;Sean: What colours does Kim like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are 5 and 1 good friends:&lt;br /&gt;Ivan and Adeline: buddies. like a girl and her girlfriend Betty. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Does 7 like 2:&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and Alex: yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How did you get to know 2:&lt;br /&gt;Alex: St Joseph. I was interested in buying a car. ( his dad was a hyundai rep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does 1 have any pets:&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: hmm. his super large pencil case count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is 7 the sexiest person in the world:&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: to J****. yes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there ends another tag. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the next tag with more whacky questions-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7261644913125741502?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7261644913125741502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7261644913125741502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7261644913125741502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7261644913125741502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-title.html' title='(no title )'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7016172224187354332</id><published>2009-03-17T10:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:14:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kluang</title><content type='html'>Went to Kluang yesterday. A small town just an hour and a half away from the hustle and bustle of JB. Went to visit a friend I made in last year's ESP camp. Tien Hui, an  upper six student from SMK Tun Hussein Onn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the whole day planned and first up was mountain hiking. Met up with her friends, Catherine, 19 (kluang), Lao Da, 21(kluang), Jun Kai, 21( Lao Da's cousin from Singapore) and Jae-Yenn, 19( kluang but studying in Singapore). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very very colourful bunch to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we set out to climb Gunung Lambak. A 1540metre high peak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhcNcUuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/hnCIyvI-Whw/s1600-h/Image283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhcNcUuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/hnCIyvI-Whw/s320/Image283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985351526404834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhBtIN0I/AAAAAAAAAds/EB0O7flp3gg/s1600-h/Image282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhBtIN0I/AAAAAAAAAds/EB0O7flp3gg/s320/Image282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985344411547458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhDPWbiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/biEEZrV4hkA/s1600-h/Image281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhDPWbiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/biEEZrV4hkA/s320/Image281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985344823520802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8Rg2MoDpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/aw434d8iAZE/s1600-h/Image280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8Rg2MoDpI/AAAAAAAAAdc/aw434d8iAZE/s320/Image280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985341322432146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao Da and Catherine didn't follow us to the peak as they couldn't make it to the halfway point. And so it was just Jun Kai, Jae-Yenn, Tien, and myself. The hike up was not a problem for the three of us but Jae-Yenn was clearly tired and not used to activities like these but she pulled through and we reached the peak in 40 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we had reached the peak, all thoughts of exhaustion and the likes were completely erased. The view, stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMevHLmI/AAAAAAAAAec/1Ft7YB951Hg/s1600-h/Image288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMevHLmI/AAAAAAAAAec/1Ft7YB951Hg/s320/Image288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987190450499170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMaTf21I/AAAAAAAAAeU/npqTn23_tOg/s1600-h/Image287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMaTf21I/AAAAAAAAAeU/npqTn23_tOg/s320/Image287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987189260933970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMUZz7tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QUMMSkNhylQ/s1600-h/Image286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMUZz7tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QUMMSkNhylQ/s320/Image286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987187676802770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMCiIBcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/c_hW4cT03oQ/s1600-h/Image285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TMCiIBcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/c_hW4cT03oQ/s320/Image285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987182879835586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TL_mauaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-z8IytD146M/s1600-h/Image284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8TL_mauaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-z8IytD146M/s320/Image284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987182092532130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8U0YKG7nI/AAAAAAAAAek/Lvles6avuFk/s1600-h/P2160648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8U0YKG7nI/AAAAAAAAAek/Lvles6avuFk/s320/P2160648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313988975391075954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8U0WQ8skI/AAAAAAAAAes/R6QiuckPGSg/s1600-h/P2160651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8U0WQ8skI/AAAAAAAAAes/R6QiuckPGSg/s320/P2160651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313988974882894402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the climb, we went for lunch. Had beef noodles. One of the many highlights of Kluang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MORE FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, yesterday was one to remember. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- till I visit Kluang again -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7016172224187354332?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7016172224187354332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7016172224187354332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7016172224187354332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7016172224187354332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/03/kluang.html' title='Kluang'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/Sb8RhcNcUuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/hnCIyvI-Whw/s72-c/Image283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5203204618820469210</id><published>2009-03-14T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:17:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tale of strikes, spares, and open frames.</title><content type='html'>Selections for the EC BOWLING team took place today at Leisure Mall. A total of 5 games were to be played. A more consistent competition as opposed to the normal 3 game selection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul was the evident favourite to top the list and so it turned out as he garnered a total of 963pins after 5 games. Azraai came in second, a full 100 pins back with 863. Afif the sole form 4 was third with 829 pins and I came in at fourth with 808 after a horrendous first game of 126.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the under-15 category, Amirul's brother, two unknowns ( to me at least ) and a St John junior, first former, Ong Shan Li came out as the top 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all today was a good day at the lanes and if the selections are anything to go by, EC an expect to have a good outing at the MSSD in early April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the strikes and spares of the day, the open frame came at roughly 10pm local time. Old Trafford witnessed a mauling so very unexpected. Liverpool the victors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, and that ruined my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to better views from the Stretford End -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5203204618820469210?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5203204618820469210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5203204618820469210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5203204618820469210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5203204618820469210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/03/tale-of-strikes-spares-and-open-frames.html' title='a tale of strikes, spares, and open frames.'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3425788961876649131</id><published>2009-03-06T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:09:53.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathematics and the likes</title><content type='html'>If someone were to tell you that maths is just numbers, think again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back in the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think pie was just food till i discovered it's actually made up of the numbers 3.142&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think tables was an object you use to write on in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think 1+1 can only be 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think a square was just a shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you only sketched in Art lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never have imagined that set squares would actually consist of two triangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought a calculator could be used to play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard one ( where we were shorter and the pants we wore were shorter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : I have one apple. I buy another apple. How many apples do I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class : TWOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 5 ( where we become taller, and yeah longer hair except for the bald dudes lah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : And so it's like this. The numbers to base 2can only be 1 or 0. And so &lt;br /&gt;one plus one to base two is one zero. Understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students : Huh? Written as 1+1 = 1 0? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Yes. Okay. Now we move on to bases 5 and 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as the knowledge is intensifying, one thing changes for the worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;Modern&lt;/s&gt; Maths class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My friend had one of the first mobile phones. It was the Atur 450. It costs roughly around RM 12000. Imagine that. And all you could do was call okay. And in certain areas too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EST Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Here are the handouts. Complete them and put in on my table" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(next class )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" okay this is today's work. finish it before you can go back "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( what happened to teaching? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"deng jiga deng deng jiga deng deng" goes the sounds of Jayaseelan, Yoges and Harpreet as they fantasise about doing the next "slumdog pokaiare"&lt;br /&gt;( teacher just goes on talking )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the damn administration wants us to stay back till 2.30 each day for this? I hell won't stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the higher ups to open their eyes and come back down to earth -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s sorry for sounding a little harsh. All neccessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3425788961876649131?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3425788961876649131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3425788961876649131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3425788961876649131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3425788961876649131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/03/mathematics-and-likes.html' title='Mathematics and the likes'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4822756309021933970</id><published>2009-02-10T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:40:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Masterplan</title><content type='html'>So I take it, everyone knows that we're going to be sued or something that region considering a certain someone wanna visits the hospital and so on. For those who don't already know, look here http://the-white-sands.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-hottest-state-in-malaysia.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation "Scare the hell out of everyone before we get scared ourselves". ( only to be used in cases of emergencies )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : whatever court we're summoned to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : whenever necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attire : Black long sleeved shirt, black slacks ( not the super tight Ivan &lt;br /&gt;kind )"klak klak" shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair : As pai kiah as possible ( purpose is to scare people right? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act one, &lt;br /&gt;We line up in our formation. The single lined marching formation. Masuk baris at the far end right as we enter the doors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act two,&lt;br /&gt;Pusing kiri ( hentaks to be precised. to garner attention of everyone in the hall )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act three,&lt;br /&gt;Cepat jalan to the centre of the judge. Ivan walks up to him to lapor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act four,&lt;br /&gt;Static turning so that all present catch a glimpse of our oh so good looking faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act five,&lt;br /&gt;Cepat jalan and kiri pusings to our seats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act six&lt;br /&gt;Then await our lawyer. Preferably someone who's superb at talking &lt;s&gt;cock&lt;/s&gt;. Wait, that would be us. Damn. Oh wait. All hope is not lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own muttons, Peh 'Pete' Wei and Ram 'Shrump'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hope is &lt;s&gt;definitely&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;song of the week &lt;br /&gt;friendly fires - white diamonds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to better plans -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4822756309021933970?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4822756309021933970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4822756309021933970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4822756309021933970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4822756309021933970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/02/masterplan.html' title='The Masterplan'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6974399713662769455</id><published>2009-02-03T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:57:27.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearing aids anyone?</title><content type='html'>Mamak stalls. The happening places at night. The "it" spot for chats, mingles, and even business deals. So long are the days where deals are clinched on the golf course. Earth shaking deals, long lost friends reunited, die-hard fanatics screaming their lungs out rooting for their team not wanting to give an inch to those behind them ( literally blocking them ). Such is the magnitude of mamak stalls these days and yet, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;Two best mates meet again after some long forgotten 15 years. They share their life stories so far ( they're 16 btw ). And so they place their orders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy A : Boss, roti telur tak mau bawang dan milo kurang panas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamak : bawang ah, tak mau panas ah milo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy A : yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy B : roti bom tapi itu sus kasi kurangkan. Teh limau ais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamak : ok ( propagates head in a manner that only mamaks can or bollywood actors )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;(ten minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamak brings orders to the table. And this is what he brought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One roti bawang and iced milo for boy A.&lt;br /&gt;One roti bom minus the sugar(tastes like roti kosong only smaller and rounder) and an iced tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, no bawang indeed, the milo is 'less" hot, the bom "not so sweet" and the tea well the tea just lost it's lemon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the gravity of the situation isn't all that but yeah one gets the oh so very clear picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B&lt;br /&gt;Boy goes to barber to get a "trim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barber : Boy, nak potong macam mane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : kasi potong sikit. depan biarkan, potong sikit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barber : okay depan nak biarkan la. boleh boleh. sikit saje la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( in two swift motions, the razor sounds, the boy's mouth drops in agonizing fashion, locks of hair fall to the ground )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber cuts off the front completely. I guess his biarkan, &lt;s&gt;potong&lt;/s&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;sikit is what it is. " LEAVE A LITTLE" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the goverment hand out free hearing aids to the masses. The reluctant ones are the ones in desperate need of it. Always bear in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to a less deaf community -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6974399713662769455?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6974399713662769455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6974399713662769455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6974399713662769455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6974399713662769455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearing-aids-anyone.html' title='hearing aids anyone?'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8536924354475902194</id><published>2009-02-03T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:10:21.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>less me and more we</title><content type='html'>Saw an ad on tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LESS ME AND MORE WE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new motto for the year. Meaningful and yes it's something that I should practice more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to we -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8536924354475902194?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8536924354475902194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8536924354475902194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8536924354475902194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8536924354475902194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/02/less-me-and-more-we.html' title='less me and more we'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7318526535839147170</id><published>2009-01-29T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:02:05.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cards and tiles</title><content type='html'>The ox year got off to a bang. I was left with 35 extra bucks leaving my hometown. A pretty good return considering I was up against some 40 50 plus men in their own game of mahjong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to JB, gambled again. A different ball game this time. Blackjack. So this time the league is not that wide open but I only managed to stay on 35. Damn. So i guess, It's just two movie tickets, and er one drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers? lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the days of the ox -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7318526535839147170?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7318526535839147170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7318526535839147170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7318526535839147170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7318526535839147170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/01/cards-and-tiles.html' title='cards and tiles'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4537094450581086873</id><published>2009-01-29T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:50:55.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pop songs</title><content type='html'>I'm just a little bit caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle. &lt;br /&gt;I don't where to go, and I can't do it alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just enjoy the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics from a pop song? And I thought only emo songs meant much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what happened to pop songs that went oohhh baby baby, how was I suppose to know? -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4537094450581086873?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4537094450581086873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4537094450581086873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4537094450581086873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4537094450581086873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/01/pop-songs.html' title='pop songs'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8200359072316761655</id><published>2009-01-29T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:46:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>And then she left. Leaving memories that will surely stand the test of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joey Woo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she not only find what she's looking for but much much more. &lt;br /&gt;To the new life she's going to lead with joy, hope and support from all of us here in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- never look back, more onward -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8200359072316761655?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8200359072316761655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8200359072316761655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8200359072316761655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8200359072316761655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8202381787141013989</id><published>2009-01-04T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:01:41.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The role enhancement</title><content type='html'>So there were me and Alex, at the end of a very long queue up top the second floor of the omega office. Paying up for stuff. There was a sale. A fifteen dollar discount. One would imagine the queue. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of a sudden, Alex said something about being the honorary secretary. He is the secrerary of St John and the LDDS, and the former vice secretary of the prefects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, this came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JET - BOSS (the calm and very collected one. has great ideas, just yeah too cool )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX - HONORARY POSTMAN ( delivers letters "on time",even does photostating and more )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON - FINANCE MANAGER / FANANCIAL CONSUSLTANT ( the one with all the receipts )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVAN - DRILL SERGEANT WITH THE LIMP ( all brute force but yeah on with his last few ligaments from the knee. his time is running out )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAN - ROOM SERVICE MANAGER (cleaner, cleaner, did I mention cleaner? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for fun only by the way. These guys do one hell of a job with what they're doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kick in to the new term with hearts wide open, eyes wide open and hopefully mouth closed more often then not.(yawning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the new term where we're in our senior year -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8202381787141013989?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8202381787141013989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8202381787141013989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8202381787141013989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8202381787141013989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2009/01/role-enhancement.html' title='The role enhancement'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2881290345563285270</id><published>2008-12-28T21:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:36:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan</title><content type='html'>Taiwan in pictures. Well not quite actually. My digital camera pirtures are too large to be uploaded and the awesome video of the changing of the guards takes too much time to upload. Anyway, enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfZziiYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6WcfQKRTUWQ/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284848258385086850 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfZziiYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6WcfQKRTUWQ/s320/Image123.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfFw6xHI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Sftk-hlydNk/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284848253005382770 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfFw6xHI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Sftk-hlydNk/s320/Image122.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfMyWgjI/AAAAAAAAAco/wdhpx6qresY/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284848254890443314 style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeJy6R23nI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RY1R8h2n7bQ/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844195473186418 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeJy6R23nI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RY1R8h2n7bQ/s320/Image125.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeJyu82DmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/LQvY1hjH1_U/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284844192432262754 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeJyu82DmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/LQvY1hjH1_U/s320/Image124.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2881290345563285270?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2881290345563285270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2881290345563285270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2881290345563285270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2881290345563285270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/12/taiwan.html' title='Taiwan'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SVeNfZziiYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6WcfQKRTUWQ/s72-c/Image123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3162557300066622434</id><published>2008-12-22T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:33:31.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy</title><content type='html'>First of all, sorry for the no updates. A real packed holiday. Taiwan was first, upon reaching home, I left for the 7th Esplosion camp at Majodi centre. Then have been in and around school and town for training stuff. Plans for singapore with Alvin. FOB concert talks also underway. (anyone interested, please let us know) And yeah, tuitions have started. No life some would say but WTH. SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll upload the photos and videos of the Taiwan trip once I find the camera. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to completing the year with a bang -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, my one month is coming up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3162557300066622434?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3162557300066622434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3162557300066622434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3162557300066622434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3162557300066622434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy.html' title='busy busy'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4669006841357747316</id><published>2008-12-01T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:19:09.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from DeBao</title><content type='html'>In the corner of a hotel in Tai Chiung, Taiwan sat me. Man everything is in chinese but yes somehow, to blog, I have prevailed. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the size of the room is enormous. It's just two single beds btw. But the space is man, enormous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, till the end of my trip, or till the nest free 24 hour internet service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sights, food, er music ( own ones ) -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4669006841357747316?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4669006841357747316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4669006841357747316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4669006841357747316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4669006841357747316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-debao.html' title='from DeBao'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6161298801750791402</id><published>2008-11-25T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:17:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the chinese popstars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SSv61GyQrnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yqx93IZINbg/s1600-h/239px-Taiwan_NASA_Terra_MODIS_23791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SSv61GyQrnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yqx93IZINbg/s320/239px-Taiwan_NASA_Terra_MODIS_23791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272583579028729458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SSv606k2z7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/MdnMNX5XSmU/s1600-h/239px-LocationTaiwan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SSv606k2z7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/MdnMNX5XSmU/s320/239px-LocationTaiwan.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272583575751282610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying to Taiwan this very Sunday. So some have said I would be "lost" in Taiwan considering my taste rather lies in British bands? And also the demoralising fact that, OKAY, I do admit I'm a banana. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days and 5 nights. Tai Chung, Taipei, Mt. Alishan and so on. Haven't really studied the itinerary. Lots of good food though I've heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my doctor said that Teresa Teng's grave site would be a nice place to go to. It seems it's a piano key type design, and when they keys are stepped, it sounds. WHOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food, good weather ( just 2 degrees or so lower than my air con ), and good scenery, what could dampen my moods? ( well the previous post could be a hint )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's 30th flying off and 5th flying back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6161298801750791402?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6161298801750791402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6161298801750791402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6161298801750791402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6161298801750791402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/11/land-of-chinese-popstars.html' title='Land of the chinese popstars'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SSv61GyQrnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yqx93IZINbg/s72-c/239px-Taiwan_NASA_Terra_MODIS_23791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-661474692121146061</id><published>2008-11-25T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:39:34.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All for believing</title><content type='html'>Dilemmas and more dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this coming. WTH. From the minute they called to come. Convincing as they were, I was not convinced. Never did it cross my mind that I would want to do it all over again. Not for myself at least. I have a reason to do it now though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I? Or shouldn't I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have time to ponder. Ponder I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- all for believing -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-661474692121146061?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/661474692121146061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=661474692121146061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/661474692121146061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/661474692121146061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-for-believing.html' title='All for believing'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7906205388015775471</id><published>2008-11-11T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:40:56.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akhirnya tamat, tersesat di larkin pula</title><content type='html'>As the exams finally closed off with accounts today, euphoric cheers rang all over town (cs). Well, I was there. I am a normal human doing the norm of people my age. LOL. Going to cs. Went for lunch with the twins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KONG + KONG = KONG2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds was where we had lunch. Followed them to popular after. Man so out of place at the chinese section. Could make out some words though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er wo bu hui du hua yi? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Larkin soon after. Trainings. Took a bus. This would be where the fun started. I sorta got lost. Okay so maybe I was er kinda experimenting different routes to take? Not one of my shiny moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a wrong turn after getting down from the bus. Thought I could be able to get back to the road heading to the stadium, instead, I went further from it. I was at a junction nearer to the futsal court than the stadium. (they are around 3 km apart btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked directions from a very very bemused old lady. What?, a young boy can't get lost and not be embarrassed to ask? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached in one pirce finally. Went for the psychology talk session. On how to prep for competitions. The session was okay on a whole apart from the 'rojak" language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, the tittle for this post is in malay as I have a newfound interest in malay songs. SHEILA ON 7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TO THE LESS DOMINANT BUT STILL BAHASA NASIONAL -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7906205388015775471?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7906205388015775471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7906205388015775471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7906205388015775471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7906205388015775471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/11/akhirnya-tamat-tersesat-di-larkin-pula.html' title='Akhirnya tamat, tersesat di larkin pula'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2203922535210018211</id><published>2008-10-28T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:37:46.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of many'/><title type='text'>the not so swell season</title><content type='html'>I'll put it plainly, simply, calling a spade a spade, the end to my form 4 term is not all that. Luckily for the one week off (Deepavali), but the days just go by like they weren't there to start with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is the name of the game. I'm not a fan of this game though.But well, since everyone is doing it, and the saying is "if you can't beat them, join them" so mind as well put every thing aside and just deal with it. It's just another 3 weeks anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post's aim is of course to serve as a motivation. If you are reading this post, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRY AND GET OFFLINE, THIS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER, STUDY. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next of such posts,&lt;br /&gt;gotta hit the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tongue tied but still, I knew what I wanted to say, but you weren't there to hear it", "brick walls are closing in, let's make a run for it, cause if you'll jump, i'll jump too. never looking back" &lt;br /&gt; -plucked from "about a girl" and "skyward avenue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to more studying inspirations -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2203922535210018211?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2203922535210018211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2203922535210018211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2203922535210018211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2203922535210018211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-so-swell-season.html' title='the not so swell season'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6015528114712385227</id><published>2008-10-08T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:29:39.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEARING UP</title><content type='html'>Finals for all fourth formers, ( in the JB district ) looms ever closer. And so, studying must be top of the agenda for most. okay note "most". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Captain Straw Hat won't be able to colour his pages often during this tense period. He would be gearing up. On to GEAR 3 and will be busy replenishing his energy from the excursions of the over usage of GEAR 3. lol ( for those who don't know GEAR 3, watch or read the episode where Luffy beats CP9 leader )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the actual aim of this post, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ALL THE BEST TO ALL "&lt;br /&gt;" MAY GOD BLESS YOU "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote from angels and airwaves - all systems go, &lt;br /&gt;" when will this be over?, this cold and bitter season. " &lt;br /&gt;-definitely the mood of this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to four weeks of paper viewing, pen scribbling, sleeping ( alex ) time -&lt;br /&gt;-take care guys-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6015528114712385227?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6015528114712385227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6015528114712385227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6015528114712385227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6015528114712385227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/10/gearing-up.html' title='GEARING UP'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7915857775767091337</id><published>2008-09-26T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:06:53.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>the words of the last post</title><content type='html'>due to some problems encountered in the last post, I could only post the words here in this one. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, long overdue post la, problems again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday was a rather dull affair, low key. VERY. But yeah, the presents did coulour up my day. Although all weren't received on that day itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first up, a shirt from Chiu, NIcole and Juchin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 The earliest present I received, weeks before, haha a mancherster united football from Yinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hmm, another manchester united football, the exact same one as Yinn's. Only this time it's from Zhen Wei and Marc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 NO, no, its not the speaker, it's the cross. From the rest of the botaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 WHOA I tell you. WHOA. With the frame too wei. From ASH, PIRA, ALVIN, RAM, NELSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 a T-SHIRT from Koh Lin and Wei Jian. ( super surprising )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 yes, it's a dustbin. haha. from the noisy chien yin and eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 handmade by Irwin, XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 QUIKSILVER WALLET, JOEY, adeline, chin fang, everlyn, kim, vanessa, xinyi, wenli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Quiksilver wallet, Raymond, wei xu, wei qing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 FROM MY DEAR SISTER, ( though it doest seem to be moving dy ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR ALL THE PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TO THE NEXT 365 DAYS THAT WILL BRING MUCH MORE HAPPY AND MORE COLOURFUL MEMORIES-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7915857775767091337?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7915857775767091337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7149496100816870244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-gifts.html' title='Birthday gifts!!'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SNzn-HusRVI/AAAAAAAAASU/LKLWCXBgeC0/s72-c/DSC00523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2222606599752492655</id><published>2008-09-16T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:18:36.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for another'/><title type='text'>clearly not my post. go figure</title><content type='html'>A name..&lt;br /&gt;Distant but clear,&lt;br /&gt;They said she came, &lt;br /&gt;To think I still hold it dear, &lt;br /&gt;The weather suppress,&lt;br /&gt;contained me with depress&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in my heart, &lt;br /&gt;you will never depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, nothing about you,&lt;br /&gt;will I ever care for again,&lt;br /&gt;The confidence from you,&lt;br /&gt;I will never regain&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you wear, &lt;br /&gt;I will never be there, &lt;br /&gt;the passion when we kissed&lt;br /&gt;is one that we all missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have forgotten me, &lt;br /&gt;you made me apathy&lt;br /&gt;never again will you hug me&lt;br /&gt;that should make you happy,&lt;br /&gt;your path shall I never tread,&lt;br /&gt;for you i shall never 'but'&lt;br /&gt;I say I admit I regret,&lt;br /&gt;but now you are but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stramper,&lt;br /&gt;and no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel if the person you like is close to another person which is not YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's time to let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I will not do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to a certain someone who requested this to be posted here -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2222606599752492655?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2222606599752492655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2222606599752492655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2222606599752492655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2222606599752492655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/09/clearly-not-my-post-go-figure.html' title='clearly not my post. go figure'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-692182309743243816</id><published>2008-09-08T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:21:14.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>Ambitions, jobs, ... dreams!</title><content type='html'>"Oh I dream to be a footballer", says Rooney &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no no, I wanna be a doctor", says Dr M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, I'd be a part time maid", says a certain looi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this would be the very very imminent question that will come to mind. in all honesty, we are most of the time clueless. Just dreaming. Well, the general public doesn't always get a job in their line of degree or major. Take my cousin for example. He just graduated in marine biology and research. But he's in the admin department doing office work for the British Embassy. Funny how things work out. And yeah he's pay is around 2xxx.00 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you are REALLY GOT NO IDEA , you could get into multiple jobs. For instance, start off by travelling the world when you got no money. Then, take up a medical course when you get bored of backpacking through Russia. Be a doctor. Get fired and then end up in some school off Sungai Chat, E.C as a Bio teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a list of ambitions of a modern day you and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 the very very standard ambition of all little kids&lt;br /&gt;- DOCTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 the calling you feel is yours after seeing Rooney leave Fabregas on his bottom and scoring - FOOTBALLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 for wanting to save your cat in the tree - FIREFIGHTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 realising your true potential after watching LCLKLS on you tube - SINGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 being forced to, or maybe got inspired by a certain story in ANAK LAUT, - TEACHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 for the depressed - SHRINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 for the love of food - COOK ( Alex should take this one up )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 the never ending, never tired worker. the one we all feel pain of losing. some just can't live without this person. It truly is a marvel of a job. - MAID( ivan )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 can't stand Lin Dan's cockiness? beat him - BADMINTON PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Usain Bolt who? move over - SPRINTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 grew up loving MSAB ( SATAN ) productions? with the illegal copying of the intros? - MOVIE DIRECTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 wanna shine brighter than the moon? - BATU BINTANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 wanna be heard everyday? - RADIO DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 wanna be screamed at constantly? - REFEREES ( football ones )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 wanna be rich? - marry one of the Abu Dhabi brothers. Okay this is a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Some of the many ambitions that run through the average teen mind. ( so maybe mostly created la but well, all in the name of a good laugh )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off with a quote from Shan Wee of 987fm, &lt;br /&gt;" the best way to remember your girlfriend's birthday is by forgetting it once"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to my heart that jumps, my sweat that is hot, my eating that is full of taste and to me not regretting anything until my last breath -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-692182309743243816?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/692182309743243816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=692182309743243816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/692182309743243816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/692182309743243816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/09/ambitions-jobs-dreams.html' title='Ambitions, jobs, ... dreams!'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4436511259139730142</id><published>2008-09-05T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:31:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursdays and fridays</title><content type='html'>I visit omega on these two days. Meet many people at that. Some intentionally, some not. For tuition of course. It is a tuition centre. Thursdays for physics and Fridays for add maths. I was the only EC dude in physics till Chun Kit joined not long ago. It used to be just me and bryan on fridays then Alvin joined and add maths has never been a dull moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays add maths was exceptionally great. We had to "evacuate" the class as some sort of short circuit occurred to the main switch. Some kind of awful burning odour filled the room as we hurried "orderly" out of the class. Voices could be heard, among them were Mr Yong telling us to shift the whiteboard as well. Earlier when the class was in a state of so called panic ( more of excitement actually ), he told us to continue doing our exercises and Alfred said, " teacher, we going to die dy still need to do work ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class resumed in another class after that. Surprisingly, today's work was done in record time. Some 15 minutes before class was over. That was pleasing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dy/dx = uv' + vu' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y = u/v, vu' - uv'/ v2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to differentiating stuff which one encounters so much problems -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part would be just random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting at the corner of the street, not moving. There's someone I'm waiting for. Sometimes, my first scars won't ever fade. Trying to rain on me when I'm soaked. Sometimes, we don't learn from our mistakes, we have no choice but to walk away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched these tired eyes of mine. I listened close for I'm not smart. You wrapped your thoughts in works of art. I may not have the softest touch. I may not say the words as such. I never feel like quite enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you healed these scars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4436511259139730142?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4436511259139730142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4436511259139730142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4436511259139730142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4436511259139730142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursdays-and-fridays.html' title='thursdays and fridays'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7602768257473548789</id><published>2008-09-02T15:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:28:59.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>Dimitar Berbatov</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLzrLV02sYI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uf0m0MugwSM/s1600-h/dimitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLzrLV02sYI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uf0m0MugwSM/s320/dimitar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241322646422335874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLzmqgXsBYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mXHWD5hwmjo/s1600-h/berbatov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241317684270597506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLzmqgXsBYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/mXHWD5hwmjo/s320/berbatov.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The saga ends at last. All that talk of signing and not signing finally concluded at the very last minute of the transfer season. So there you have it, Berbatov in the jersey. 9 would definitely be on the back. The fee for our new hitman is in the area of around 30.75million pounds with Fraizer Campbell heading in the opposite direction for a season long loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbatov hails from Blagoevgrad, Bulgaria. Sir Alex likes players with plenty of charisma in the way they play, and the Bulgarian’s languid style is instantly recognisable on the field. It’s also an approach that has drawn comparisons with former United talisman Eric Cantona. Like the captivating Frenchman, Berbatov loves to entertain with the ball at his feet. United fans are in for a real treat with the Bulgarian in a United shirt in attack alongside Wayne Rooney, Carlos&lt;br /&gt;Tevez, Cristiano Ronaldo et al.Berbatov started out at Bulgarian side CSKA Sofia. He joined The Armymen aged 17, following in the footsteps of his father, Ivan, who also played for the club. After making his debut aged 18 in the 1998/99 campaign, he went on to score 14 goals in 27 league matches the following season.His talent quickly attracted attention from Bundesliga club Bayer Leverkusen, who made their move for the Bulgarian front man in January 2001 after an impressive start to the season for CSKA. Berbatov – national team captain and Bulgarian Player of the Year in 2002, 2004, 2005 and&lt;br /&gt;2007 – made a slow start to his time in Germany, but he regularly shone in the Champions League, scoring a spectacular solo goal against Lyon and also finding the net against Liverpool (already he’s in favour).The only blot on his copybook is that he was part of the Leverkusen team that knocked United out of the Champions League semi finals in April 2002. He came on as a substitute in the final as the Germans lost 2-1 to Real Madrid in Glasgow.Berbatov was eventually lured to the Premier League when Tottenham signed him in July 2006 for a reported £10.9million fee. He was an instant hit at&lt;br /&gt;White Hart Lane, scoring his first competitive goal two minutes into his home Premier League debut against Sheffield United. He went on to score 23 goals in his opening season, which he matched again in 2007/08, a campaign which saw him voted Fans' Player of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Berbatov is going to be a sensation and Liverpool had better watch out for our new devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbatov against Reading, scoring 4 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8LdTPMxbNM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8LdTPMxbNM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7602768257473548789?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7602768257473548789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7602768257473548789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7602768257473548789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7602768257473548789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/09/dimitar-berbatov.html' title='Dimitar Berbatov'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLzrLV02sYI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uf0m0MugwSM/s72-c/dimitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3394118330936188584</id><published>2008-08-28T22:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:00:10.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>telling a tale, each one</title><content type='html'>Purely random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4g_XlyTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8rHV_Jv53mk/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239578093397854514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4g_XlyTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8rHV_Jv53mk/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home, welcoming me after a long day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hCDP3tI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_RqAaH49YW8/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239578094117838546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hCDP3tI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_RqAaH49YW8/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look what we have here, a casualty. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;", says Irwin, " should we just dump him here?"&lt;br /&gt;in the background," YOU DARE??!!!", replies the jittery Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hGiyiiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6e2M-pUxlO0/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239578095323875874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hGiyiiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6e2M-pUxlO0/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mirror mirror on the chair ( of e.c), who did this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hXBaOcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wl12qXV06rs/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239578099747273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hXBaOcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wl12qXV06rs/s320/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now take a step left or right? ( I guess I'll just keep walking straight then)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hRsILDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8FR8QtMUa7g/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239578098315832370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4hRsILDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8FR8QtMUa7g/s320/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 plus or coke? well, I'll take the latter. It does clean toilet bowls pretty well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3y0X4aRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LUG9Sp2aJ00/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239577300172302610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3y0X4aRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LUG9Sp2aJ00/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yawn, Sunday morning. Omega. Time, 7.40. Class starts in 50 minutes. What the hell am I doing there so early? No one in the class except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zMbPyQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2eHmYhu6BN0/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239577306628868354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zMbPyQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2eHmYhu6BN0/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Batu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Feringgi&lt;/span&gt;. This certainly colours the dull place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zE1_9NI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yjLn0a69Tuk/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239577304593593554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zE1_9NI/AAAAAAAAAO0/yjLn0a69Tuk/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maybe the perishers got their album cover from this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tebrau&lt;/span&gt; when I got this shot.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zc1mupI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cDhc12r_gKs/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239577311034391186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zc1mupI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cDhc12r_gKs/s320/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;, time to pay up. Now is the birthday boy giving us a treat? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zSh02zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PyTzuj30hMs/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239577308267076402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3zSh02zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PyTzuj30hMs/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, now I surely will NOT touch it. Becoming like Ivan isn't all that good you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3R6DXA4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fpgZRV016fs/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576734761157506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3R6DXA4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fpgZRV016fs/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthdays, over rated? Nah, I'm still enjoying its benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SBK2_TI/AAAAAAAAAOE/skfvGhiWax4/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576736671661362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SBK2_TI/AAAAAAAAAOE/skfvGhiWax4/s320/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tea time. still got tea from my last trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SCWKfnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2XI2cWaG5qE/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576736987512434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SCWKfnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2XI2cWaG5qE/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Twin Towers. Spectacular at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SSPQj2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/HXi704e1ZWc/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576741253517154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SSPQj2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/HXi704e1ZWc/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only star that night. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;litle&lt;/span&gt; orange though don't you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SgMsw_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/xUthUZ6hX28/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576745000879090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa3SgMsw_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/xUthUZ6hX28/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAINBOW ( no words needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2u-NcKoI/AAAAAAAAANU/96hCuPBfopY/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576134581758594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2u-NcKoI/AAAAAAAAANU/96hCuPBfopY/s320/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach, the ocean, the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2u1ehFLI/AAAAAAAAANc/iGSTxU1jx3s/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576132237464754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2u1ehFLI/AAAAAAAAANc/iGSTxU1jx3s/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the sky, not so sunny, just nice &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2vHAoF_I/AAAAAAAAANk/CYfLrkZxVzU/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576136943933426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2vHAoF_I/AAAAAAAAANk/CYfLrkZxVzU/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; ( in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;larkin&lt;/span&gt; police station )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2vC-zDlI/AAAAAAAAANs/rHL4JzWA7PQ/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239576135862521426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa2vC-zDlI/AAAAAAAAANs/rHL4JzWA7PQ/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; ( same place )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just clearing out my memory card, ran through all the pictures. Kinda random this post so I'll continue the randomness with a joke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(clears throat , well in a time like this I DO need to clear my throat. no voice )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two young graduates look for a job. They end up in some firm taking a written exam. After two hours of the exam and several days later, they both went back to the firm. The clerk guided them to a room. The invigilator of the exam told them the news. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Invigilator  : You both managed to get the same number of questions correct for the exam, but we've decided to go with Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis   :   But you said that we both got the same number of questions correct. So why is it that he gets the job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invigilator   :    Well, for question 86, Sam answered " I don't know". You answered, " me neither"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to more whacky whacky randomness -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3394118330936188584?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3394118330936188584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3394118330936188584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3394118330936188584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3394118330936188584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/08/telling-tale-each-one.html' title='telling a tale, each one'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SLa4g_XlyTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8rHV_Jv53mk/s72-c/DSC00493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5275779236877344117</id><published>2008-08-24T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:29:56.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tag 7 person after survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.what is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;white chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.what is your 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; colour?&lt;br /&gt;blue, red, black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.who is the last person u talked to.?&lt;br /&gt;sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.who is the last person u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;msged&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.who is the first person u talked to when u woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.who is the first person u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;msged&lt;/span&gt; when u woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;sue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yinn&lt;/span&gt; ( wanted to borrow chem essay to copy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.how many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msges&lt;/span&gt; u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;recieved&lt;/span&gt; when u woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;one ( fell asleep last night )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;msged&lt;/span&gt; you when u woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt; ( she fell asleep too )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.who do u wanna talk to now?&lt;br /&gt;I would keep this a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.who do u wanna see right now?&lt;br /&gt;related to question 9 so yes, it's a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.why do u wanna see that person now?&lt;br /&gt;same, related question so yeah you know the drill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.what relationship are u with that person u wanna see now?&lt;br /&gt;again another hand-in-hand question so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.if u could hug someone now. who will it be?&lt;br /&gt;IF only I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.what are u doing now?&lt;br /&gt;completing the tag, listening to farewell songs, chatting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.what colour shirt are u wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.are u attached?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. chose a different path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.anyone u like?&lt;br /&gt;Family, close friends. ( you know who you are )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.who do u like?&lt;br /&gt;sane answer as in 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.what phone are u using?&lt;br /&gt;SE. w 810i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.how much money do u have in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; wallet now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, 45dollars and 58ringgit and some cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.what do u love looking at?&lt;br /&gt;rainbows, sunsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.who is the last guy u hugged?&lt;br /&gt;have I ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.if u can choose to do something now. what would u do?&lt;br /&gt;stop time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.how are u feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.if u can turn back time 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;I do have exactly 3 points in my past time line that I would like to go back to rectify but I guess things are how they seem and we can't change what happened so why bother dwelling over it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.who are u thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.what is the 3 thing u want to forget?&lt;br /&gt;related to 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.who makes u happy?&lt;br /&gt;close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.what is next to you?&lt;br /&gt;my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.last show u watched?&lt;br /&gt;BEIJING OLYMPICS CLOSING CEREMONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.how many people are u talking to now?&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.if u can change something in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life.. what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather live the life I'm going through right now. The ups and the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.do u have pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; counted? then two. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.what do u feel like eating now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Baskin&lt;/span&gt; Robins, but with a throat like this I should reconsider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.who are the 7 people that you tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOEY&lt;br /&gt;FAB FOUR, (okay this counts as four people)&lt;br /&gt;SEAN&lt;br /&gt;ASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to tagging and all it's splendor -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5275779236877344117?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5275779236877344117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5275779236877344117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5275779236877344117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5275779236877344117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-again.html' title='tagged AGAIN'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2711306921424727559</id><published>2008-08-19T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:45:34.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th national youth taekwondo championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrXU8EDVjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4JuYm7Wsdj0/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236234271492101682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrXU8EDVjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4JuYm7Wsdj0/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; national &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taekwondo&lt;/span&gt; championship. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; was the venue. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; International Sports Arena (PISA) to be exact. Located exactly in the heart of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;, Pearl Of The Orient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 900 competitors took part in the sparring event. Another 36 teams of 3 competed in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;poomsae&lt;/span&gt; event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The championships kicked off with the weighing in of participants. I came in at 52kg leaving me in the feather weight division. My category had the most participants. A whooping 6 rounds of competition to the finals (not that i was hoping of reaching it) And so fate would deal it, I came undone in the very first round. Yes I know, it's humiliating but I lost to a deserving opponent. He represented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Selangor&lt;/span&gt; at this year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SUKMA&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SUKAN&lt;/span&gt; MALAYSIA) and bagged the gold in this category. I lost 3-o over the 3 halves of our match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The level of competition here was high. The guy that beat me lost in the quarters to some dude who represented Malaysia at the Korea Open last month. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;? And yes you would never have guessed it but, that guy lost in the final as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga and Dave won gold though. In the heavyweight and fly weight category respectively. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt; got bronze in the fin weight category. The winners of the 14-17 age group category were selected to undergo an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;incamp&lt;/span&gt; training to select a team to participate in the world junior championships 2010 in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;, our teacher gave us a treat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; and brought us to Batu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Feringgi&lt;/span&gt;. On a whole, this was a very very satisfying outing. My fight for all that 5-6 minutes of it was awesome. Enjoyed it. Although I do have lots to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236238463321446578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrbI72DGLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/myp7bg7Li0Q/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the massive stadium and the 8 arenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236238467264192946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrbJKiEobI/AAAAAAAAAM0/peZlHK3YRrg/s320/DSC00469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;. From left, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chee&lt;/span&gt; yin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;aminah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;george&lt;/span&gt; ( covered by her), Dave , Miss Yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236238467342051746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrbJK0oqaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BCfWtzKKf-U/s320/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At Batu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Feringgi&lt;/span&gt;. Yoga, My instructor, Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Liew&lt;/span&gt; ( lady in white on the left )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236238468220922018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrbJOGLKKI/AAAAAAAAANE/gfp74MoSgls/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some of the stuff at Batu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Feringgi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below, leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to better fights -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236238471208215810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrbJZOZpQI/AAAAAAAAANM/GK6EL9aRWKI/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2711306921424727559?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2711306921424727559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2711306921424727559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2711306921424727559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2711306921424727559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/08/28th-national-youth-taekwondo.html' title='28th national youth taekwondo championship'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SKrXU8EDVjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4JuYm7Wsdj0/s72-c/DSC00468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6165357147142508610</id><published>2008-08-14T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:24:05.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penang and all its wonders</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, This would be the first time I'm going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;penang&lt;/span&gt;. Not for a holiday although it is the start of the one week holiday that "everyone" needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going there to fight. Yes, to fight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taekwondo&lt;/span&gt;. Man, never thought I would go. Anyway, I'm hoping to do well. At least winning my first match would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. this would get my mind off stuff, lots of unwanted stuff and hopefully experience a new kind of pain. Okay, so maybe not that much pain. I'm still hoping to sample the good food there. Much to contrary belief ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pira's&lt;/span&gt;) that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;penang&lt;/span&gt; food sucks. Well, that's for me to decide. Won't be eating much though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; The old picture of me has scared the wits out of me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Nah, I'm fine with that look then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PENANG&lt;/span&gt;!1 BACK ON MONDAY IF NOT SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;penang&lt;/span&gt; I go, hoping and hoping -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6165357147142508610?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6165357147142508610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6165357147142508610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6165357147142508610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6165357147142508610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/08/penang-and-all-its-wonders.html' title='penang and all its wonders'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4676432477691703892</id><published>2008-08-11T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:34:31.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to kill or not to kill</title><content type='html'>With all the talk oops, spam about HELL CORRESPONDENCE and DEATH NOTE, I've decided to share my views on the oh so 'serious" matter. So first off this is a brief explanation on the two powerhouses of killing in the fictional world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH NOTE, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; book that allows it's user to come into contact with a Death God. Any person who's name is written in the book will die after a period of time. If no cause of death is noted, the victim will die of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acute&lt;/span&gt; heart attack. Yes yes, this is all a little lame but hey it's become a worldwide hit with some fanatics really believing and REALLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;committing&lt;/span&gt; crimes to follow their idol's path as shown in the Death Note series. Oh, did I forget to mention that when the owner of the Death Note dies, he or she will neither go to heaven nor hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL CORRESPONDENCE. This would be a network so to say. A group of people linked to a website that carry out revenge for people that type &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whoevers&lt;/span&gt; name into a website. Simple as it may sound, a series of events would take place and finally, the person intended to receive the pain shall taste it and die. AH, but as soon the person that typed the name dies, he or she shall go to hell. YES YES, this is where the name came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, based on the two brief summaries, I can conclude that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I AM NOT A FAN OF BOTH&lt;br /&gt;2 I BELIEVE IN DYING THE NATURAL WAY&lt;br /&gt;3 I WOULD PREFER DYING SAVING SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;4 I THINK ALL THIS SPAM IS UTTER NONSENSE ( but to be a good sport, I'll let all you continue spamming )&lt;br /&gt;5 I HAVE MY OWN WAYS TO FEEL PAIN WITHOUT THOSE TWO METHODS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to way way way way way better posts, no spams than this -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4676432477691703892?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4676432477691703892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4676432477691703892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4676432477691703892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4676432477691703892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-kill-or-not-to-kill.html' title='to kill or not to kill'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8008509599417103514</id><published>2008-07-23T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:47:34.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post long overdued</title><content type='html'>Minus the fact that I've been running around town for the past week (flagday), mugging for my exams, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;builded&lt;/span&gt; a robot and competed in the National Robotics Competition, I think I should have had a day or two free which could have been used to blog but then those two maybe one day of freedom was well spent sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;running around town + robotics + homework to catch up on + exams + lack of sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;=  one boy sleeping rather frequently  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And so, beginning with flag day. While Ivan was busy tanning himself and enjoying his 6 buffets, some people were actually working. More than needed if I might add. In total, we were placed 6th or 5th if I'm not mistaken. Convent got er 2nd? YES. Finally some other school managed to beat them. Some kind of satisfying estatic feeling filled me when this piece of news hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Robotics. Robots doing battle in a colloseum of doom much similar to the death pits of Rome or even the dungeon of "Robot Wars". Nah not quite. Our robots are builed out of lego and not scrap metal. They are powered by double A batteries and not generators. They have arms not for doing damage but to deliver trees to designated targets on a playing mat. I know I know, so maybe this aint all that enticing and all but yeah throw in some dudes who are your friends, everything seems peachy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;once again, note to self, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;boring day + okay okay activity + 5 dudes who don't know what they're doing =  a blast of a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Exams passed quite okay. I figure physics was the one glitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ivan's birthday was also in the mix this week. Went out to season's to celebrate. A rather dull affair. Well, there were some complications. Ivan was happy. We did give him his "moment" with her now didn't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DUDE, seriously cut the emo crap. You'd be far better off. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;*just random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jimmy Neutron  :   teacher, can i not not be excused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Teacher         :       ( looking puzzled and ponders) er NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jimmy Neutron  :   YES!! THANKS!! ( dashes out the class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;- to the days that are spent with dudes that dont know what they're doing and yeah they're my best friends -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8008509599417103514?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8008509599417103514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8008509599417103514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8008509599417103514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8008509599417103514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-long-overdued.html' title='A post long overdued'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7860230221593385688</id><published>2008-07-08T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:28:32.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words, that make a song</title><content type='html'>"  time , it's going to take my mind ", Elisa - dancing&lt;br /&gt;- so maybe a little depressing but yeah it happens to all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" no need to say goodbye, you'll come back when it's over " , Regina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spektor&lt;/span&gt; - the call&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, touching don't you think? ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt; try this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;erhem&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If I could, I'd only want to make you smile " , plus 44 - make you smile&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, I would too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" those who are dead are not dead, they're just living in my head ", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coldplay&lt;/span&gt; - 42&lt;br /&gt;- no such experiences so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one, I hope someday you'll join us and the whole world will live as one" , Jack Johnson - Imagine&lt;br /&gt;- to togetherness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" it stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds ,I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all" , death cab for cutie - what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; said&lt;br /&gt;- definitely true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" the white to your left and the red to your right were all that I see, till I realised that the love that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;seeked&lt;/span&gt; was right in between" , the feeling - rose&lt;br /&gt;- for all you who have problems choosing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you made my blue eyes blue" , Eric Clapton - blue eyes blue&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;reassuring&lt;/span&gt; everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to words and more words that will always be heard-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7860230221593385688?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7860230221593385688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7860230221593385688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7860230221593385688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7860230221593385688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/07/words-that-make-song.html' title='words, that make a song'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1554060470459356553</id><published>2008-06-23T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:32:44.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>HOKKIEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GSCE 'O' LEVELS HOKKIEN EXAM PAPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions :&lt;br /&gt;1 Read the passage carefully&lt;br /&gt;2 Grade yourself at the end with the grading system provided at the end of the passage&lt;br /&gt;3 Not that difficult, CHIN CHAI DO LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION A : ORRLLER EXEMINETION (oral examination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Singellela why become rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koo zhar wu chee kai char bor kia, Singellela. (long long time ago there was a girl called singellela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got two sisters, but the stepmarder and the sisters all damn kuai-lan, so she quite zhia lat(gone case) oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, Singellela got own maid but now she is the amah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday must cook lah, clean lah, simi sai mah bao kao liao. (what shit also do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If her sister say liak kar zhuak, she liak. ( if the sister says catch cockraoach she catch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPF pun boh ( no cpf money also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, kek piak got one ah pek got one son call Ah MIng got party. ( next door got one old man's son got party )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singellela very happy caus enever go party b4. But, her stepmarder say, "Le mana eh sai kerh?, this one baru lu eh sister wu standard". ( how can you go? this one only ur sisters got standard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Singellela have to help sisters and stepmarder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap pai hoh, buay chiak, buay koon, and buay pang-sai. ( everyday ah, Singellela no eat, no bathe and no shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, they all go except Singellela. She stay at home cook maggi mee. Her neighbour ask her, "eh why lu boh kerh party?" ( why you didnt go party?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singellela say, "i wan but lao bu kong buay sai, boh pian". ( i want but marder dont let so no choice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah her neighbour says , kerh la i give u money. (go la i give u money to go )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so singellela brush teef and zhang zhui, cheng kor after that look very different. ( she brushed teeth, bathed and wore pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the party, ah ming ver sien because all the char bor all boh sui wan ( ah ming bored cause all the girls not pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance floor also got one ah pek dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as ah ming told himself, aiyah zhe pai zhia lat, ( thie time die la) singellela came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah MIng straight away lau nuar ( drool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah MIng say to Singellela, 'I wan kak le zhuo flen" ( iwan to friend you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singellela say ok but this Ah ming liek octopus, here touch, there touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12 oclock, one ah pek died on the dance floor. He bocome ghost and tell Singellela all the good 4d numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Singellela buy and become rich. VERY RICH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she pay back the neighbour and zhuo sen lee. ( she did her own business)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simi sen lee wa mana ey zhai? ( what business how I know??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRADES - GAUGE YOUR COMMAND OF HOKKIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1, can understand the story and pronounce Hokkien correctly.&lt;br /&gt;-Hokkien ey sai (Hokkien okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2, can understand half story / or cannot pronounce Hokkien properly&lt;br /&gt;-zhia lat(die la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E8, dont understand story or catch no ball&lt;br /&gt;- leow leow, mai kong le si Hokkien nang. ( die die also dont tell people you are Hokkien person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F9, dont understand at all&lt;br /&gt;- kerh see la. wah mana zhai le kong simi? (GO DIE LA, HOW I KNOW WHAT ARE YOU?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s&lt;br /&gt;the actual passage does not consist of the bracketed parts. Its just to help some of you who don't understand at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to bananas! may they be yellow always ( in a good way lah)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-1554060470459356553?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1554060470459356553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1554060470459356553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1554060470459356553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1554060470459356553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/hokkien.html' title='HOKKIEN'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2692044070469316361</id><published>2008-06-20T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:09:53.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of many'/><title type='text'>the colour of today was great</title><content type='html'>And there we were, gazing at the horrible state of the football pitch which is our very own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dataran&lt;/span&gt; and then even horrible state of affairs on it. The "premier" schools of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt; sports tournament kicked off this morning and if this was a glimpse of what was to come, I suggest to all, don't bother going. A nice tan is all you'd get for your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with me reaching school only to know I was about to be on duty for the football matches. Met my "grandma". Damn I think I'm addicted. ( This is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;foult&lt;/span&gt; Alex )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly donned my number "4" st john tee. Got ready and left for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dataran&lt;/span&gt;. Being accustomed to Malaysian timing, we knew it was never going to start at 9.30 as scheduled. And damn right we were. The match between EC and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kluang&lt;/span&gt; kicked off at 11.30. A full two hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there was another game before that to keep us company. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muar&lt;/span&gt; High took on Batu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pahat&lt;/span&gt; High. They were wearing orange and red respectively and thus labelled Holland and Russia by us. Holland started off slower of the two teams. Russia pressed on their advantage and took the lead through a spectacular free kick just outside the area. The crowd ( me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;, jet ) went wild. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Robben&lt;/span&gt; ( some bald dude for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Muar&lt;/span&gt; team ) equalised with a beautiful lob goal. Sean and myself was left in awe. What a sweet left foot he had. The rest of the half was spent in Holland's half. Swings of the players boots reached a record high. The ball was still no where near the net though. Thankfully, the second half was more exciting. Two crappy goals were scored by Russia. Crappy but it sure did provide some fun. The match ended with the score. Yes ladies and gentleman, the score, RUSSIA 3 - 1 HOLLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, the EC match started. They had a shortage of referees apparently so they reused the referees. If EC was the pinnacle of sporting success in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt;, I'd figure no team would be labelled poor. They played awfully bad. And this is me trying to look on the good side of things. Sean agreed. More swings of the boot were done. This time rather aimlessly by the home team. Their strikers were at least a head shorter than their opposite defenders. And as heaven would have it, they fell behind to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kluang&lt;/span&gt; just under half an hour. The half ended that way. The second half commenced and EC attacked. They did right till the end and were awarded a penalty right at the death. Our number 10 stepped up and duly converted the penalty and we went into a state of euphoria. Forgetting that they had played badly, I felt proud at that exact moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went rather well. Had extra accounts lesson, went to cs ( saw my grandma), rushed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;), had fun there ( definitely ), tuition was great too. Alvin just adds so much colour to the already so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;colourful&lt;/span&gt; class. So maybe going home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; all that but it's just a shade of dullness in my almost perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;colourful&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to more colourful days to lift me up-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2692044070469316361?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2692044070469316361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2692044070469316361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2692044070469316361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2692044070469316361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/colour-of-today-was-great.html' title='the colour of today was great'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1705286583032702646</id><published>2008-06-16T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:22:27.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>in names</title><content type='html'>It so happened that we ended up talking about names. Names of all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe the absence of a teacher in class prompted us to do so. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. We gave each other middle names to pass the time. This was the oh so super result,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan "hard( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;harto&lt;/span&gt;) gay" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Looi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex "hungry" Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, actually this were the only two we came up with but heck did we do one hell of a job. I prefer Alex's to Ivan's though. Definitely suits him not that Ivan's doesn't suit him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, here's some that I came up with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pira&lt;/span&gt; "talk cock" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Naidu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash "my-leg" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jeyaraja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson "shop!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond "ninja turtle" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amirul&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pailang&lt;/span&gt;" Hakim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;batu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bintang&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Peh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;" Nair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong "squared" Kong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kimmy&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Thum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet "blur" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my personal favourite, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jon "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sepet&lt;/span&gt;" Si&lt;/span&gt; .Now, don't you think it rocks? Stands out now doesn't it. Yea I think so too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the names that were the topic of some very very entertaining outcomes -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-1705286583032702646?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1705286583032702646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1705286583032702646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1705286583032702646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1705286583032702646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-names.html' title='in names'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5333214262609853926</id><published>2008-06-15T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:44:38.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3 - the end</title><content type='html'>Got up again around 5plus. Bathed and got into our p.e attires. Went down for another round of rehearsals. Had breakfast and then the real march past. Went relatively fine. A litlle mistake was made during the turn but the rest went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The announcing of winners came soon after. We only won the best camp site category. The best camper went to some police dude, the best marchers were PKDM(D) but definitely worth debating about, they won for the best performance whis was rightfully theirs. The biggest shock was that PKBM(L) won for best overall unit. WTH. What did they do? Ah heck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took down the tents and took photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212118063859802322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SFUpw5vCoNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tX3_UoGCiKY/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212118049509952722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SFUpwERxTNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KDs2wWoUVCo/s320/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212118039886678274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SFUpvgbZyQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7ulHcGznVGo/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all in all, we had fun, we laughed, we did not get all that we wanted but memories like these will last and it definitely enough for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the memories guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- to the form 2, 3, and all my form 4 friends that made this worth the while -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5333214262609853926?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5333214262609853926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5333214262609853926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5333214262609853926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5333214262609853926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-3-end.html' title='day 3 - the end'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SFUpw5vCoNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tX3_UoGCiKY/s72-c/DSC00414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3972242706980888220</id><published>2008-06-15T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:27:42.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day two - camp</title><content type='html'>DAY 2 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready by 5.30, went down to the canteen, waited for the teacher. Heads were already on the table, wrapped in arms. ( most sleeping ) deprived of sleep you see. Alex was the worst of the lot. Complaining the most too. He was appointed "boss" for this camp so he felt he needed to the most so stayed up all night doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gadgets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;senam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;arobik&lt;/span&gt;" followed. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thai&lt;/span&gt; music was playing and we were supposed to follow these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; not cool gay movements. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; humiliating I tell you. breakfast was next and our Alex, yes the sleepy one was AWAKE. Food being the reason. Was one of the first to reach the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divided into 6 groups. There were 300 of us mind you. Each group was massive. We were grouped with the police unit. 6 activities were to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, the cooperative games. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Splited&lt;/span&gt; into two groups. We lost by 4 cm to the other teams stack of shoes. Had to see who could stack the highest pile of shoes. Next up we had to hold hands and pass a rope through to the end of our line. Kinda okay the activity went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had orienteering. This one was rather boring. Learned to use the compass. Navigated our way to find different checkpoints. Rather simple cause you could see where the next checkpoint was from the previous one. Had to solve "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pantuns&lt;/span&gt;". I came up with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;whacky&lt;/span&gt; ones like, " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kereta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mewah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;langgar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;langgar&lt;/span&gt;" and the others did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fun kicked in. And I mean serious fun. We were to do kayaking next. Had to jump into the river with what you were wearing. Jet was in slacks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; got into the kayaks and just paddled around. Everyone attacked Ivan and I mean really attack. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Had a few clashes with the wall around the river but it was fun. Jeremy's boat turned turtle when he and Fab came out of it. He went " no no! FAB!!, where are you?? " he thought Fabian was still underneath the kayak when actually he was already making his way out of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flying fox was next on our list. Learned how to put on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;harnest&lt;/span&gt; ( looks like some underwear, the way you wear it is exactly the same too) One by one, we went to the top of the 30 foot high tower. Alex was like " safe ah? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dunwan&lt;/span&gt; die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;" The trainer there couldn't help but scare him a bit. He was like "you're next" with a cheeky grin. When it was my turn, oh the feeling of you going to jump off was very very nerve recking. It was okay once you jumped off though. The feeling of flying like that was truly one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lunch-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repelling next. This was scaling down a wall. Another cool activity. You get to control all the movements. How fast you wanted to go down and stuff. Ivan wanted to show his "pro-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;" . He kicked at the wall so hard that he came face first whacking the wall. We all laughed but it was damn fun. Some were stiff, some just let the rope go and come down without kicking at all and there was this dude that got his pants torn doing it. (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of our activities was the obstacle course. The course was very fun. It consisted of the monkey-bar, crawling under wire thingy, swinging over mud, one of the police members got his &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;shoe&lt;/span&gt; stuck in it and had to use his hands to get it out. felt sorry for the guy. poor dude. we then had to go over a wall. The first few went through with ease. Then came the bigger in size dudes. Me and some others helped out. Creating a mini human staircase. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathered back at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;astaka&lt;/span&gt; for a rehearsal of tomorrow's march pass. A freaking long two hour session this one. Had dinner and prepared for the nights "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;kebudayaan&lt;/span&gt;". Performed a spontaneous comedy act. Went okay considering we didn't set any lines and all. Slept earlier that night. Around 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so there went day 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3972242706980888220?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3972242706980888220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3972242706980888220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3972242706980888220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3972242706980888220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-two-camp.html' title='day two - camp'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6547294171789172600</id><published>2008-06-15T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:45:27.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the FUN, sleepless( literally), tiring, no spoon camp</title><content type='html'>We came, we saw, we ate with our fingers, we were deprived of sleep, we jumped off a 35 foot high building, we scaled down a flat wall, we got soaked in a chocolate river, we blasted Ivan with water, we crawled through mud, we swung over it, we jumped a 7 foot wall, we fought on stage, we slept on tar, all in all, WE SURVIVED!. And still standing to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school, assembly, and the likes. Went home after school to get packed. Took a cab to the camp site. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TASEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UTARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if I'm not mistaken. Got a brief ( hell no super long ) briefing by our camp commander ( the scarf loving long neck ) and the camp site's man-in-charge ( forgot the name). Pitched our tents soon after. We were doing okay on our own till this lady came over and said in some squeaky arrogant tone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pasang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kemah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tau, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;panggil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lagie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pakai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kurung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;buat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lebih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;cepat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nah cam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;buatnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't like we were doing at an ultra slow pace. Moving on, we carried the tents up to the actual site. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want us to "poke" their oh so precious ground it seems. Placed the tents, sorted out who slept in which tents, got back down for dinner and our moral lesson ( the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;malays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were praying you see ) Got into groups. Met two form 6's. Same group with me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lebin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Two others er form 1 and 2 dudes. They kept quiet the whole time. According to the two form 6's they were shy cause of the age gap. We said in other words, they were old. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some activity soon after, was blindfolded. They wanted us to know what it feels like to be blind. Our school has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;UPK&lt;/span&gt;( unit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;pendidikan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;khas&lt;/span&gt; you see ) So we were brought to walk around in that state by different group leaders. Sean being one of them. He brought me once. he changed his voice a little trying to hide i guess. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; work la. He tried changing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; halfway and it was so so so obvious it was him. When we were made to sit, still blindfolded, they made these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bottle&lt;/span&gt; clashing sounds, and ghostly like sounds, lame much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time all this ended, it was 1 plus in the morning. Got back to the tents only to rush down again. The girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; follow the order to sleep at the designated time. So there we were, getting punished for them. Push ups, and some stupid rolling on the ground thing. All to the amusement of our camp commander. Finally got to sleep at 2.45. Got up at 3 plus, slept back and woke up again at 4.50. Time for day two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6547294171789172600?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6547294171789172600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6547294171789172600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6547294171789172600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6547294171789172600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-sleepless-literally-tiring-no-spoon.html' title='the FUN, sleepless( literally), tiring, no spoon camp'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6015077572466646428</id><published>2008-06-15T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:13:33.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the forgotten update</title><content type='html'>So maybe I did mention I was going to blog about my cameron trip. Well, life is unexpected. I did not plan for it to happen this way. It wasn't what I wanted. NO it sure wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS ( exams one i mean )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of me bot blogging. Emo-ing the past week. HAHA. Anyway, for all the what not's about the trip, go take visit to sean's blog or ash's blog. There is more than enough words there to keep anyone satisfied. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I got tenth in class. kinda sucks man this term's results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to better numbers like hmm maybe 14? -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6015077572466646428?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6015077572466646428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6015077572466646428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6015077572466646428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6015077572466646428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgotten-update.html' title='the forgotten update'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8346638170535672848</id><published>2008-06-03T06:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T06:37:32.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>off to cameron in god knows what crappy bus, to what crappy hotel and maybe not so crappy journey with some definitely not crappy people (okay some)</title><content type='html'>So like my super long title suggests, I'm off to cameron, malacca, and KL for the next 3 days and 2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not people, pictures will be brought back, posts aplenty. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the realms of "halim" we go to -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8346638170535672848?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8346638170535672848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8346638170535672848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8346638170535672848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8346638170535672848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/06/off-to-cameron-in-god-knows-what-crappy.html' title='off to cameron in god knows what crappy bus, to what crappy hotel and maybe not so crappy journey with some definitely not crappy people (okay some)'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1722505727138601192</id><published>2008-05-30T23:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:25:58.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of many'/><title type='text'>LEFT WAITING, TILL THE END</title><content type='html'>He was many things. Somehow, many wasn't quite enough for people around him. More so for the ones he feels something for. He had been waiting. Years. Others came in. Stolen somewhat his place he feels. BUT, that's juts how he feels, too naive, too eager. He thought he was too quiet in his early days, he tried to change to be closer to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did. Change the only thing that stands still in this ever changing world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his despair, change was the one thing that brought him further from that one special someone. He's doing something else now. Taking a different path. More people have come into the picture. Down the order he's been thrown. Although his feelings have not changed, he somewhat feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , it was you he thought. It was always you. Forever has come and gone yet he still waits. It was you and it it still is was the one line he still had remained in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" IT WAS YOU "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died in the end. In all that waiting. He did not prevail. Gave in to circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;On the day of his funeral, he looked on from above. Saw sights that made him feel at peace at long last. The ones he cared for were there. They were all there. he then left to move on. Knowing what life would have been and looking forward to the one at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, this post does not mean anything. thought of writing something emo. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;comments are definitely welcomed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you made my blue eyes blue -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-1722505727138601192?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1722505727138601192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1722505727138601192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1722505727138601192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1722505727138601192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/05/hes-less-than-others-and-still-waiting.html' title='LEFT WAITING, TILL THE END'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6717752110487370652</id><published>2008-05-29T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:19:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I know</title><content type='html'>Its been quite a long time since ive blogged. I know I know, but here's what Ive been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the euphoric THURSDAY ( man u did win on this very day) , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fun FRIDAY ( exams were over here, watched iron man),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the okay SATURDAY ( training, and just hanging out ), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the not bad SUNDAY ( was in KL see )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the left me wanting more MONDAY ( SHOPPED IN KL, BOUGHT MUSE'S LATEST H.A.A.R.P ALBUM )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sucky TUESDAY ( left KL )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the boring ey no not boring WEDNESDAY ( stayed home, slept, AND YEA WENT FOR GWEE'S PARTY AT TGI FRIDAYS )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for today? I saw my very own rainbow today. One of a kind. Truly is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, these were taken from yesterdays party,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799973609130658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD63fpa1yqI/AAAAAAAAAME/BkzFLWFMynE/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the suggestion card. we filled it with stuff like "more alcohol for children", this guys age was 50 and above, he's also an insurance dealer, and he heard about tgif on the radio. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799303594232386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD624pa1ykI/AAAAAAAAALU/3aqKMrP_DEs/s320/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the four &lt;del&gt;botaks&lt;/del&gt;  jet's missing yet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799312184166994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD625Ja1ylI/AAAAAAAAALc/HfQgviJkQ6o/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JET taking a bite on his "world famous burger"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799325069068898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD6255a1ymI/AAAAAAAAALk/OT6wwogCvms/s320/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the staggering bill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799333659003506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD626Za1ynI/AAAAAAAAALs/7JLZwgCICPk/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gwee performing his solo song..lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And oh just before the birthday boy came we were having a conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ivan : so, we paying ah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chua : sure la..his birthday le we should belanja him wan la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JET :  wth??!! pay yourselve ah?? shit ( looks at his wallet )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEAN :  ( looks at his makeshift wallet, holding 7 bucks and some coins )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alex : wth?? Jon the 10 bucks I pay you another day. Not enough cash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon : sure &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chua : not enough money?? i can lend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;someone : 50 bucks??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chua :  not that mush la siao ah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ivan and jon : fuh, luckily got bring enough. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so it turned out, we were going dutch. Gwee was a little late and when he did come, he asked, " so who's paying for my meal? "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the reply,  " &lt;a href="mailto:**&amp;amp;7**#@#$@$#24!$@!$#2$"&gt;**&amp;amp;7**#@#$@$#24!$@!$#2$&lt;/a&gt;# "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6717752110487370652?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6717752110487370652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6717752110487370652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6717752110487370652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6717752110487370652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know I know'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SD63fpa1yqI/AAAAAAAAAME/BkzFLWFMynE/s72-c/DSC00366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6019431303950752068</id><published>2008-05-15T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:32:44.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway</title><content type='html'>We're at the halfway people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more torturing days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHAMPIONS LEAGUE FINAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO ALL SITTING FOR EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when days are filled with books -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6019431303950752068?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6019431303950752068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6019431303950752068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6019431303950752068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6019431303950752068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/05/halfway.html' title='halfway'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1703664005880629775</id><published>2008-04-27T20:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:31:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the oh so late post of my friend's oh so special but not wanting people to share the memory with birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2mcZxpkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sfc4bYZWCLQ/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906673096435266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2mcZxpkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sfc4bYZWCLQ/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ash - looking serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2mcZxplI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VOsaJGuk-Pk/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906673096435282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2mcZxplI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VOsaJGuk-Pk/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me - not so nice picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2msZxpmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GMd0__h0vIk/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906677391402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2msZxpmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/GMd0__h0vIk/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the three greats - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt;, me, ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1gcZxpfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EGFhc2_hbns/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193905470505592306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1gcZxpfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EGFhc2_hbns/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt;..finally we get to see him  -the birthday boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1gsZxpgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SlkG2ViFXv8/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193905474800559618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1gsZxpgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/SlkG2ViFXv8/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yoyo&lt;/span&gt; boy wannabe - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1g8ZxphI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YLW0fL-Ng_I/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193905479095526930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1g8ZxphI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YLW0fL-Ng_I/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miley&lt;/span&gt; lover - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;azizi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1g8ZxpiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ClpRJ6epZa0/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193905479095526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1g8ZxpiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ClpRJ6epZa0/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;amirul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;messaing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;erhem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1hMZxpjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZSnYCq3W_sg/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193905483390494258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR1hMZxpjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZSnYCq3W_sg/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pira&lt;/span&gt; on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; - hard work playing man (look at the face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0IcZxpVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zwKJ30Ocba0/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903958677103954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0IcZxpVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zwKJ30Ocba0/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy ( a little dark cause he's all dressed in black)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0IsZxpWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NimbZXFhQy8/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903962972071266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0IsZxpWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NimbZXFhQy8/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another pic of the boy, again same problem people, all black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JMZxpXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4tG0lk8KocI/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903971562005874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JMZxpXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4tG0lk8KocI/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another dark photo. Damn. the lighting at season's must really suck huh (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JcZxpYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Q1v8st-itYA/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903975856973186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JcZxpYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Q1v8st-itYA/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH! finally, a bright photo. Look at the poser. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Amirul&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906677391402610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2msZxpnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BYYW_DrrySQ/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash doing the math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JcZxpZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EFtaQLUrqao/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903975856973202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR0JcZxpZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EFtaQLUrqao/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alvin showing off his clamp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193907222852249234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR3GcZxppI/AAAAAAAAALM/Rs_QMc3FZ2M/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the receipt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906681686369922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2m8ZxpoI/AAAAAAAAALE/6XTFxUMsaJs/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the back of the receipt - counted and labelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was saying, it was a special day. A birthday. A super fun day. But alas, "someone" did not want us to post the memory on any blogs, or anywhere for that matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the one who fails to listen, I will blog about it. Sorry Kay, Ash long its been quite some time since the last post. And so, we went to cs on the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Nelson treated us to a movie. Man it was awesome! The forbidden kingdom rocks.&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/5649508865045229128-1703664005880629775?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1703664005880629775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1703664005880629775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1703664005880629775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1703664005880629775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-so-late-post-of-my-friends-oh-so.html' title='the oh so late post of my friend&apos;s oh so special but not wanting people to share the memory with birthday'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SBR2mcZxpkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sfc4bYZWCLQ/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-390361457265557915</id><published>2008-04-13T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:43:49.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>primary days</title><content type='html'>Inspired by Joey's post, I've decided to look back on some pictures from my younger days. Here's a few of them. Feel free to laugh. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188736507006983186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SAIYXK1AnBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9GzMHR6Mhds/s320/scan0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this was in kindergarten ( the girl on the left is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Juchin&lt;/span&gt;) and that's me                                                 -graduation speech '98 Q- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;perling&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                          I might get killed for putting this pic but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;..sorry yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188736927913778210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SAIYvq1AnCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/c3qVNuiEbh8/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In this photo, ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pira&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alex&lt;/span&gt;, nelson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nigel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hadri&lt;/span&gt;, tan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dalvinder&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jian&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bryan&lt;/span&gt;, wen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;giri&lt;/span&gt;, me)     - class photo standard one, '99 St Joseph -    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188736932208745522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SAIYv61AnDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Bde-RUUdea4/s320/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er standard two photo. Here's a look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chua&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bryan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;yeoh&lt;/span&gt; , lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sijian&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;subash&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;pira&lt;/span&gt;, me, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;zhen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- prefects photo '00 St Joseph -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188736502712015874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/SAIYW61AnAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yWiogHOW8ys/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt;.. choral speaking  * note me CONDUCTOR..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- choral speaking zone level '04, St Joseph -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost to convent..damn. got second place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the feeling of feeling young again-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-390361457265557915?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/390361457265557915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6286092917670179414</id><published>2008-04-11T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:22:05.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>to the place after life</title><content type='html'>My condolences to Alvin who has just recently suffered a great loss in his life.&lt;br /&gt;May good times you shared with your grandmother always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we expect many things from life, but life itself is unexpected. treasure it always-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6286092917670179414?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-772464221735981641</id><published>2008-04-11T11:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:30:28.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>In the dark, I found light</title><content type='html'>-dark-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes were ringing. Silence not so pure. Voices talking to you. Succumbing to all the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost in a sea of red mark ( 4D people you know what I mean). The rest of the sea that I tried to conquer were more encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rough turbulent seas and its waves pounded me, I moved on. To a land more dry. Robotics and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I know no shit on programming&lt;br /&gt;2 Its been ages since I played "LEGO" (the robots are made by "LEGO")&lt;br /&gt;3 there's only one damn robot to play with&lt;br /&gt;4 I'm having difficulty extracting all the creative ideas from deep down inside my brain&lt;br /&gt;5 My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; only managed to get a 82. DAMN how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to overcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I'll just get Alex to do all the programming (maybe learn a thing or two here and there)&lt;br /&gt;2 "LEGO" playing comes naturally to all guys&lt;br /&gt;3 Well we are poor people so just have to face that fact&lt;br /&gt;4 maybe more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rubiks&lt;/span&gt; will do the trick. It works the left brain more right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt; side right?&lt;br /&gt;5 bounce back and do well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-light-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subject : classes these days never are a dull encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypothetical reason : all the nonsense we do everyday are enough to provide good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 listen to Ivan going on and on about his oh so "good" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 being like Jon and Ash and correct Ivan's "good" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pira&lt;/span&gt; and Alex have a "go" at one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pira&lt;/span&gt; and Alex out to recess during the prefects recess time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 sit at Ash's place only to be chased away by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aishah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 talk about the future. "imagine all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;futsal&lt;/span&gt; we'll get to play after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;spm&lt;/span&gt;" GOSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 come out of class one hour earlier to go have lunch and talk more cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 leave a notes on teachers tables. stuff like "er you left your markers in the class :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 skip school like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HALIM&lt;/span&gt; go on and on about his experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 fall asleep in history (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;zawawi&lt;/span&gt;). bad move though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 address your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt; "honey" like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;muhaimin&lt;/span&gt; did. its a real crowd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pleaser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;These steps are a sure work, full proof to having fun in class only if you're in 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;DINAMIK&lt;/span&gt; of EC. To avoid frustrations, repeat steps 1 - 12 constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the UPS and downs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I've felt lately-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-772464221735981641?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/772464221735981641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=772464221735981641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/772464221735981641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/772464221735981641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-dark-i-found-light.html' title='In the dark, I found light'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6138741763072272482</id><published>2008-04-10T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:50:55.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>take a break, laugh it out</title><content type='html'>Do not copy each other's answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag questions must be 100% the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Out 20 names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag people after doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. KAY&lt;br /&gt;2. ALEX&lt;br /&gt;3. SEAN&lt;br /&gt;4. IVAN&lt;br /&gt;5. JET&lt;br /&gt;6. JOEY&lt;br /&gt;7. KIM&lt;br /&gt;8. WEN LI&lt;br /&gt;9. EVERLYN&lt;br /&gt;10. EU VIN&lt;br /&gt;11. NELSON&lt;br /&gt;12. BLACK RABBITS ( the whole lot of them)&lt;br /&gt;13. ASH&lt;br /&gt;14. CHIN FANG&lt;br /&gt;15. JUCHIN&lt;br /&gt;16. EVELYN (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;17. NICOLE&lt;br /&gt;18. YINN&lt;br /&gt;19. ELEENE&lt;br /&gt;20. YANJIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know 14? (CHIN FANG)&lt;br /&gt;- Through our sisters. Since primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you had never met 1? (KAY)&lt;br /&gt;- I would be missing a really good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 9 and 20 dated you? (EVERLYN &amp;amp; YANJIE)&lt;br /&gt;- like what Joey said evy's "owned" and yanjie is my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? (JOEY &amp;amp; NICOLE)&lt;br /&gt;- opposite ends of the spectrum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive? (WEN LI)&lt;br /&gt;- definitely not for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything about 12's family? (THE BLACK RABBITS)&lt;br /&gt;- all I know is that the whole lot of them aren't related to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 7. (KIM)&lt;br /&gt;- you're asking the wrong dude right sean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 18's favourite? (YINN)&lt;br /&gt;- chad michael murray / her godsis / qi yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak? (JUCHIN)&lt;br /&gt;- english, japanese, bm, chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is going out with 19? (ELEENE)&lt;br /&gt;- no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now? (EVELYN)&lt;br /&gt;- going to be 19 this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13? (ASH)&lt;br /&gt;- earlier this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2's favourite singer? (ALEX)&lt;br /&gt;- jay chou, makes him feel "emo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 4? (IVAN)&lt;br /&gt;- DEFINITELY NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 17? (NICOLE)&lt;br /&gt;- I would..hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single? (JUCHIN)&lt;br /&gt;- I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 10's last name? (EUVIN)&lt;br /&gt;- EU VIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider being in a relationship with 11? (NELSON)&lt;br /&gt;- I'M STRAIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which school does 3 go to? (SEAN)&lt;br /&gt;- E.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 live? (JOEY)&lt;br /&gt;- Taman Molek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite thing about 5? (JET)&lt;br /&gt;- Super easy going, happy-go-lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGING&lt;br /&gt;1 ASH&lt;br /&gt;2 EVELYN&lt;br /&gt;3 SEAN&lt;br /&gt;4 ALEX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6138741763072272482?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6138741763072272482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6138741763072272482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6138741763072272482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6138741763072272482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-break-laugh-it-out.html' title='take a break, laugh it out'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8116471308813615925</id><published>2008-04-04T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:25:00.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>names, "pantun" and all the wrong of the late</title><content type='html'>E Chen, what's wrong with that great name? It rocks. No two ways about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially have two names on my two school uniforms. My normal Jonathan on one and yea you guessed it E Chen on the other. The reason for this? Just wanted to come out of my banana sleeve and embrace the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;" side of me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  no chance.  just thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; be kinda cool putting that name. It is indeed one of a kind as normally it would be a double e as in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yee&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt; but a single E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that takes care of the name part. On to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pantun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Come on people, its not a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pantun&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Isn't it so obvious that it's the lyrics of a song? okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PETERPAN&lt;/span&gt; is a band from Indonesia. Their hits include the super popular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mungkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt; and also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bisakah&lt;/span&gt;. Band members are fans of oasis. Their songs are not bad. Listening to them at the moment. Their lyrics, simple and full of meaning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; to me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas, all the wrong that has been said, happened, and will take place. Firstly I would like to say that we (st johns) got second place in the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kawad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;formasi&lt;/span&gt;" thingy. For all you newbies to this, its where marchers perform different routines sorta forming patterns "without timing". Second was not a bad result. And it was held in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;perling&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;PERLING&lt;/span&gt;, HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay on to the untrue rumours that have been spreading. I am single la people. Unattached. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; available though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. exams just passed. yea this is no type error, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt; just passed. I'd be happy if I come back with a few A's as initially I need not take the damn test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a gist of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher asks st johns to &lt;em&gt;train&lt;/em&gt; for a &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;competition. School allows training during school hours. Boys skip class. Regardless of the upcoming test. Teacher tells that those taking part need not take exams. Boys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;. Me included. weekends pass. no studying happened. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; came, trained as usual. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; then. day the test starts, teacher comes with a shocking, jaw dropping, announcement. Cue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cursings&lt;/span&gt;, multi languages at that. "ALL OF YOU HAVE TO GO BACK TO CLASS NOW AND SIT FOR THE TESTS. THIS IS THE SCHOOLS ORDER".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with absolutely no studying, the boys went on to their respective classes hands empty, minds even more blank. not even a pencil or a pen to write with. pathetic it may seem, that was how unprepared the boys were. but still they put on a brave front. they stood firm in the face of adversity. Let's let the results do the talking. They should tell a oh so wonderful tale.  Wednesday was the day of the competition so the boys didn't take any papers. Thursday came. Only the brave remained. The elite. The rest took a step back. Restes at home, not wanting to face the papers. The remaining few took the remaining papers in a one of a kind exam marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 papers, 1 day, 2 classes, 8 boys, 0 teachers. Imagine the silence during the tests. Gosh the absolute silence, nothing but the sound of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post ends with another on wenli's lame jokes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem, " how does a tree enter a computer?, it &lt;em&gt;logs&lt;/em&gt; in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the lefts and the rights that were all so familiar till nothing was new anymore-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8116471308813615925?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8116471308813615925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8116471308813615925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8116471308813615925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8116471308813615925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/04/names-pantun-and-all-wrong-of-late.html' title='names, &quot;pantun&quot; and all the wrong of the late'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4309548338640019047</id><published>2008-03-31T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:59:05.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>eighth in the district</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFRDpriI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WXOCwPMKjc0/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902746325659170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFRDpriI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WXOCwPMKjc0/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; it look good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFxDprjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AaYX7APvBkE/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902754915593778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFxDprjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AaYX7APvBkE/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; close up..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFxDprkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ccyP1Rl_7_s/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902754915593794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsFxDprkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ccyP1Rl_7_s/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;!  I was third after three games. damn couldn't hold on to it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;amirul&lt;/span&gt; was eighth&lt;br /&gt;note that my lane number matches my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;birthdate&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsGBDprlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QS1TWUgg0o0/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902759210561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsGBDprlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QS1TWUgg0o0/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; receiving the medal..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsGRDprmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xF7OinloPjY/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183902763505528418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R_DsGRDprmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xF7OinloPjY/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the bus on the way home...all you need for a ride home. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; AND AN MP3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All in all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MSSD&lt;/span&gt; bowling tournament was great. If not for the format change, I wouldn't even be playing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. You see it was one school 4 players last year. This year they changed it to 5 a school so lucky me ( cause I was the reserve).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I scored,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first game - 129  second - 200  third - 169  fourth - 139 fifth - 132  sixth - 118&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;. gosh 200. my highest ever. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- to the joy of getting a medal- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4309548338640019047?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4309548338640019047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4155584997135411036</id><published>2008-03-31T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:41:53.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak bisakah</title><content type='html'>hatiku bimbang&lt;br /&gt;namun tetap pikirkanmu&lt;br /&gt;selalu, selalu dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku melangkah sejauh apapun itu&lt;br /&gt;selalu, kau didalam hatiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku berjalan&lt;br /&gt;berjalan memutar waktu&lt;br /&gt;berharap temukan sisa hatimu&lt;br /&gt;mengertilah&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kau begitu&lt;br /&gt;mengerti, kau didalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menungguku&lt;br /&gt;hingga nanti tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menuntuku&lt;br /&gt;menemani dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku berjalan&lt;br /&gt;berjalan memutar waktu&lt;br /&gt;berharap temukan sisa hatimu&lt;br /&gt;mengertilah&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kau begitu&lt;br /&gt;mengerti, kau didalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dara, kau menjadi hidupku&lt;br /&gt;kemana, kau tahu isi hatiku&lt;br /&gt;tunggu, sejenak aku disitu&lt;br /&gt;jalanku, jalan menemukanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menungguku&lt;br /&gt;hingga nanti tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menuntuku&lt;br /&gt;menemani dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menungguku&lt;br /&gt;hingga nanti tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menuntuku&lt;br /&gt;menemani dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menungguku&lt;br /&gt;hingga nanti tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menuntuku&lt;br /&gt;menemani dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menungguku&lt;br /&gt;hingga nanti tetap menunggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bisakah kau menuntuku&lt;br /&gt;menemani dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tak bisakah ku memikirkannya?-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4155584997135411036?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4155584997135411036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4155584997135411036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4155584997135411036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4155584997135411036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/tak-bisakah.html' title='tak bisakah'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3011228001938535408</id><published>2008-03-23T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:10:28.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>the happenings lately</title><content type='html'>Had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;futsal&lt;/span&gt; competition yesterday. Man it started oh so ever brightly. Literally too as it was HOT. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bryan&lt;/span&gt; said, "The world is screwed up. If you step outside you'd start to sweat". Damn. So much for all the rain this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;futsal&lt;/span&gt; these days are kinda rough and its a DON'T PUSH GET PUSH WORLD OUT THERE so you have to push and tussle and stuff. Unfortunately, I came undone by a tackle I didn't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180904081763970562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R-ZE0BDprgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NxBoBbk7TKg/s320/scan0002.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180904691649326610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="341" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R-ZFXhDprhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/br8LUDXNSE8/s320/scan0003.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it. momentum explained practically. unfortunately there had to be a victim and yours truly duly stepped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;futsal&lt;/span&gt;. This past week was also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MSSD&lt;/span&gt; athletics championship. Man am I glad I got to go for duty. All the sprinters and stuff. God, how I wished I could run that fast. Injuries were only a handful (maybe I went on a lucky day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one incident though. Alvin treated this dude. But apparently he didn't know how he was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN : (in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; accent) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sakit&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clueless dude : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tangan&lt;/span&gt; ( pointing to a cut )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN : OKAY....( treats his cut) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sakit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;? ( keeps yellow solution and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clueless dude : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;. ( points to another wound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN : ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;?? EARLY EARLY SAY LA) takes out yellow solution and stuff and&lt;br /&gt;treats again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clueless dude : okay..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN : (being the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Samaritan&lt;/span&gt; he is) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; cramp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clueless dude : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; la..AH AH!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN : (-_-", treats him once again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever happen to be injured, please just do tell everything unless you really DON'T KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love hurts but its a good hurt and I feel alive-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3011228001938535408?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3011228001938535408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3011228001938535408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3011228001938535408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3011228001938535408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/happenings-lately.html' title='the happenings lately'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R-ZE0BDprgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NxBoBbk7TKg/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4436188563501444858</id><published>2008-03-23T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:43:07.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag at least 5 people to do the same, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is your all-time inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;- changed all the time ( from rooney to mitch albom to incubus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;br /&gt;a) ASH - come on. we can talk about everything. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;b) SEAN - like he said got coconuts to play football. WHY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;c) EU VIN - to tutor me English (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;-Europe or maybe Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-hmm. zhe shi ge bu neng shuo de mi mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;- DEFINITELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;-My family and all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- GET EVERYTHING IVE ALWAYS WANTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love / admire / like, would you confess to him / her?&lt;br /&gt;- hopefully I would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;- chin fang - happy&lt;br /&gt;- kim- FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;- accepts me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Liars&lt;br /&gt;- People who hurt other people's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;- it was footballer at first but that seems a long gone dream. So still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;- Point it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;-My family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;- depends on the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;- Im fine the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whats the last shocking thing you've seen or heard?&lt;br /&gt;- the damn referee called the ball in when it clearly was out which costs us the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you can have one power what will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- the power to make everyone happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think you can bake?&lt;br /&gt;- yes. I baked a cheesecake earlier. (NO JOKE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1 my partner&lt;br /&gt;2 everlyn&lt;br /&gt;3 joey&lt;br /&gt;4 ash&lt;br /&gt;5 sean&lt;br /&gt;6 wenli&lt;br /&gt;7 evelyn (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;8 adeline&lt;br /&gt;9 eu vin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4436188563501444858?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4436188563501444858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4436188563501444858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4436188563501444858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4436188563501444858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2613340485699687732</id><published>2008-03-10T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:27:49.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>SLEEPY SLEEPY, TIRED,  ...BED!</title><content type='html'>Goodnight has been a phrase Ive been looking forward to these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling rather tired lately. Wondering why though. Well so maybe i did have a rather hectic week last week but well its all in a days or rather weeks work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cs in the evening on Monday. Bought a new pair of shoes. Downloaded the latest God Of War game tittled Chains of Olympus for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; as well. ( kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stucked&lt;/span&gt; somewhere though damn) Oh yea downloaded world series poker as well. Trying to work on my poker face. Don't seem to be working though. My eyes are such a give away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; let's see. Dint do anything. Came home after school by public bus. Damn school finishes at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Went bowling in preparation for the failed selections. SIGH . Carried the ball all the way from leisure mall to plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt;. To take a bus back to cs then to take another bus back home. Skipped my piano lesson as well. Dad enjoying in KL. If only his course was held a week later, I'd be having the time of my life there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Went bowling again. This time after bowling, I walked all the way to Omega. arrived for physics like damn early. Okay maybe not that early as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yinn&lt;/span&gt; was already there. Went to plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; after tuition with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gary&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eleene&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;. Nicole with her oh so super low voice ( sore throat, no voice) got teased all the time. Crammed into a cab the five of us. And that's when the phone lines were at its peak hour. ( parents calling to ask where their kids were) Reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Perling&lt;/span&gt; Mall at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 9.30. Gary's dad wanted to make a police report. How thoughtful of him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our tuition did end at 7 and it was rather late so .... nah I feel it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was kinda okay. Apart from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; of not making the bowling team. Tuition was great as always. Mr Yong rocks. Took a public bus home after walking around for awhile in cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole, Ive been all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; ( leisure mall and plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; only) and also cs. Been to cs like 5 times leisure mall 3 times, and plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; twice. And Ive spent close to ten bucks on bus fares alone. I wanna go Singapore instead. No plans yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well maybe I need a break from all that roaming around. It has been a LONG week. I should start taking trains every once in a while. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wenli&lt;/span&gt; says I like them oh so much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! But there is a "show" to be watched next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. ( to all those involved, you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND YEA, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;WENLI&lt;/span&gt;, YOUR JOKES ARE LAME. THIS IS IN A BIGGER FONT SIZE SINCE YOU CAN'T &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;EAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- to the sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be getting -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2613340485699687732?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2613340485699687732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2613340485699687732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2613340485699687732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2613340485699687732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/sleepy-sleepy-tired-bed.html' title='SLEEPY SLEEPY, TIRED,  ...BED!'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-397186390848817304</id><published>2008-03-07T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:24:58.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>after the emo-ing</title><content type='html'>Life seems fine these days after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, crying(not by me), groaning, moaning, blaming (judges), pondering on what could have been, on what was there to be felt, to be enjoyed, to be experienced but most of all the time we would miss being with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still getting accustomed to the post competition training life. My day in school no longer ends at 5.30, it ends at what ever time school ends for students. 2 being the latest. Taking my school bus home now seems a formality. Afternoon naps still feel good though. Lunch prepared my mum, evening jogs, staring into space on windy evenings all seem so familiar now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as if I've returned from some place, some country maybe. Okay maybe I'm over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; but heck it is that different. Ivan and co still seem bothered by it. With sean being the most affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacking in class, sleeping in class( must be mesaging &lt;em&gt;ALEX&lt;/em&gt; too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as semangat as ever with the prefect shit, seems fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JETHRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as comical as ever. He came out of class saying he's going to the toilet only to enter our class to chit chat. Then really went to the toilet after that and went straight to recess without going back to his class. PRO. nothing else to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, now this is a hard one. He's fine in the bus. He's fine on the way to class. He's fine in class. He's fine on the way home. Yet he says he's sad inside. SOMEONE help him!! (you know who you are SOMEONE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im great!! Fell so relaxed. I think about stuff a little differently now. For the better i guess. Change is the only thing that is constant in this ever changing world as it is said. So I'm embracing the change that is before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, lost out to the fourth placed guy in bowling by ONE POINT!! today. Well its not that I bowled anywhere near good though. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to change-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-397186390848817304?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/397186390848817304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=397186390848817304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/397186390848817304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/397186390848817304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/after-emo-ing.html' title='after the emo-ing'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5870301783643225468</id><published>2008-03-04T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:36:21.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>elections elections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;UNDILAH BARISAN NASIONAL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PAS UNTUNK SEMUA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i know its not for me to say but heck what's all the fuss about all this? Everyone knows who will be the main rulling party. Its just a formality. I might get jailed for openly saying this but its true. No joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so BN will win every state except Kelantan. Its just the way it is. But it still doesn't stop people from doing this right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173894075699452594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R81dP9eQWrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XYCk-W-xz40/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;now this is what you call bringing your opponents down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People do vote for the opposition just for that sake of it. Trying to see some good television live. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME? im just hoping for a landslide BN win so that I'll get an extra day of holiday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, don't we all want that?..So UNDILAH BN! DAPAT CUTI PERCUMA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-to the crap i;ve just blabbered-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5870301783643225468?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5870301783643225468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5870301783643225468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5870301783643225468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5870301783643225468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/elections-elections.html' title='elections elections'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R81dP9eQWrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XYCk-W-xz40/s72-c/DSC00244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-7788406010003894642</id><published>2008-03-04T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:15:29.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>hello goodbye</title><content type='html'>A great song by the famous Beatles. My favourite of all their greats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't why you say goodbye I say hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times where sadness and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; are all around. Take heart people. &lt;br /&gt;God has a greater and grander plan for all of us. So cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone doesn't want something they like to end but its just the nature of life for things to end. Its up to us to find the strength in the face of adversity and stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the line above says when you say goodbye I say hello. Stay positive and open up new challenges new possibilities new things. Have fun guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to all that have felt the pain of defeat and in the hope that we will all come through this stronger than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cheers to that-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-7788406010003894642?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/7788406010003894642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=7788406010003894642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7788406010003894642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/7788406010003894642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-goodbye.html' title='hello goodbye'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5227948647253175244</id><published>2008-03-02T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:36:27.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the place next to victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might have heard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may have not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your friends may have broke the news to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they may have not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we lost. Second was all there was. Theory was clean &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;swept&lt;/span&gt; by us though. But what's the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fact is we lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No regrets now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never stops now does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the tears and tissues dropped and used by ivan, alex, jet and sean. The emotions were just too tough to keep intact. Like evy said maybe my eyes were too small to notice but I did have tears in mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what's done is done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to cs to kinda relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhored too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIVaXVhfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mJztbtAJh3Q/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167392168445426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIVaXVhfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mJztbtAJh3Q/s320/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the spinning thing that we all went up on till the guy in charge sorta chased us. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIV6XVhgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GDLcCcSnt6s/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167400758380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIV6XVhgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GDLcCcSnt6s/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWKXVhhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YoCjvBqxwiI/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167405053347346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWKXVhhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YoCjvBqxwiI/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;twos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWKXVhiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/stMf0fAblVU/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167405053347362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWKXVhiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/stMf0fAblVU/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWaXVhjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qHXyLBopizQ/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167409348314674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIWaXVhjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qHXyLBopizQ/s320/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; only brian and perng looking ? &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rI_6XVhkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/khxB9Vsaxm4/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173168122312885826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rI_6XVhkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/khxB9Vsaxm4/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jethro got conned big time&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rJAKXVhlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1Z1CTiJhVUo/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173168126607853138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rJAKXVhlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1Z1CTiJhVUo/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the best picture by far (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now who says we feel sad??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHO??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-to the places that come after victory-&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/5649508865045229128-5227948647253175244?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5227948647253175244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5227948647253175244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5227948647253175244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5227948647253175244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/03/place-next-to-victory.html' title='the place next to victory'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R8rIVaXVhfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mJztbtAJh3Q/s72-c/DSC00236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5379835758471122191</id><published>2008-02-29T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:25:57.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a friday that began like a saturday</title><content type='html'>form waking up at 7, the feel of the not so early morning, the taste of a heavier breakfast, the sight of more people walking about, the sight of people even at all, the whole morning seemed like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; complaining. Why would I? Its great being able to wake up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day began rather fine. No important stuff to talk about, that is until around noon as we were left scratching our heads in worry that no bus would come yet again. But alas never fear the "reliable" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perling&lt;/span&gt; transport system as we all know saved the day. Triton it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was okay, was even paid a visit by a certain someone. Got a lift from him to tuition, was late for class again, met the certain someone again this time at plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pelangi&lt;/span&gt; with a group of friends. Nicole chose not to join her bro and so we took a cab as we always do on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fridays&lt;/span&gt; back to school awaiting out school bus. now that's one bus that never comes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something bothers me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR HEART IS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem not quite solved though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s to convent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to the emotions behind it all-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5379835758471122191?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5379835758471122191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5379835758471122191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5379835758471122191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5379835758471122191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-that-began-like-saturday.html' title='a friday that began like a saturday'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2882226212817586886</id><published>2008-02-26T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:02:31.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distress looming? nah</title><content type='html'>And so the mood seems sombre as if someone just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; on. Was hit with news that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grandmum&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stroke&lt;/span&gt; early in the day. Gosh. Her second one. Life seems so fragile in a world which is so harsh. Was on my way home at the time. The ride home seemed so warm. Not literally as it was indeed rather packed. But more so with things that filled me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WHOLE LOT OF MIXED EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH, FAILING A FEW I GUESS  AND MAYBE RED WILL BE THE COLOUR OF THE MONTH ON MANY FRONTS AND NOT JUST ON THE SPORTS SCENE. (you get what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMP??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA....that seems a more daunting prospect. Not going to touch this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IN GENERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATHER FINE IF YOU ASK ME. SUPRISINGLY THOUGH. MAYBE CAUSE HAHA (NOT NEEDED TO ELABORATE FURTHER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s convent shall lose the next round if all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the oh so horrible things i'll hear for saying that-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2882226212817586886?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2882226212817586886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2882226212817586886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2882226212817586886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2882226212817586886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/02/distress-looming-nah.html' title='distress looming? nah'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-5995562895659760954</id><published>2008-02-17T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:05:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hM9iYrnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HnZ5DtzcuIw/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167965192493702354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hM9iYrnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HnZ5DtzcuIw/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a nice picture don't you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBSYrnII/AAAAAAAAAFA/WONgkRwgGY0/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167964157406583938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBSYrnII/AAAAAAAAAFA/WONgkRwgGY0/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sean and me behind the school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBSYrnJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7X9NJKfqJxA/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167964157406583954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBSYrnJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7X9NJKfqJxA/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now that looks wrong (ivan's hand btw)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBiYrnKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MhnJF8fpscM/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167964161701551266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMBiYrnKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MhnJF8fpscM/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's a sheep (a dog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMByYrnLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/m0HH0AjHRA8/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167964165996518578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMByYrnLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/m0HH0AjHRA8/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum's new shoe (NICE if i do say so myself)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMByYrnMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/unbLxVB1tjE/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167964165996518594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hMByYrnMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/unbLxVB1tjE/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken earlier after watching movie (outside cs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-5995562895659760954?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/5995562895659760954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=5995562895659760954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5995562895659760954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/5995562895659760954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-title-needed.html' title='no title needed'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R7hM9iYrnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/HnZ5DtzcuIw/s72-c/DSC00243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2389982149037168952</id><published>2008-02-15T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:29:21.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the feeling one gets</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been feeling sleepy, bored, tired, empty, happy, and god knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy cause I did something recently.&lt;br /&gt;Tired cause i haven't been getting enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy cause of the same reason. (i've slept in 3 classes, even in history. guys its long neck and i can still sleep. you get wad i mean)&lt;br /&gt;Bored cause classes in school aren't interesting at all.(except english. she rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;Empty cause I don't know how to say what i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;And yea god only knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same can't be said for the rest of my clicks though. Alex seems rather happy, Sean too. Jethro never seems sad. And not forgetting Ivan. HE'S ECSTATIC!! Messaging her like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused by how he feels he says but really, seriously, he knows how he feels. Alex too, but his case seems a little different. He knows what he wants, he's going after "it" but "it" seems so so far. Sean , it's rather known. Jethro on the other hand, seems unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA You guys can try to put two and two together and figure out what's going on in my life. It's not that hard I imagine. All you need is some super wacky wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take heart from the things you do. Here's a beautiful phrase,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the party tomorrow-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2389982149037168952?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2389982149037168952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2389982149037168952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2389982149037168952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2389982149037168952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling-one-gets.html' title='the feeling one gets'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-415168907934395287</id><published>2008-01-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:36:41.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>yet another birthday</title><content type='html'>Had a surprise birthday party for Kim at cs. Chin Fang and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wenli&lt;/span&gt; were the main planners I guess. Even Kim's mum got in on the plan. She fetched Kim to cs. Kim not knowing came and was surprised. She even came to tears. TOUCHED. Sean was there to make things all the more sweeter. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this is what happened exactly. Chin Fang went to get Kim. The rest of us waited eagerly at seasons (one more eagerly than the rest). So Kim came. All there was too be heard was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!! OH OH GOSH!!! YOU ALL AH!!! WAH!!! &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(you get the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean was sitting next to Kim if anyone of you is wondering. Then one after another we gave our presents to her. Sean's stood out the most of you ask me. Stars glued to the present. This calls for a long awww. He even wrote a poem for her. AWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean would go on to receive more "teases" and the rest of them not forgetting me "teased" me too if you get what I mean. So we walked, walked, and then at four Kim's mum gave us a lift back to Perling. It was raining. HEAVILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and the rest went on home with me and Sean waiting at Perling Mall for the rain to subside a little. Sean phoned his mum to pick him while I on the other hand ran home in the rain. Feels so much fun running in the rain. Everytime it's just different. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was a great day. And yea Wenli if you do read this post, I would like the group photo the waitress took for us. Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something else I've realised today. THE BEATLES ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the days where you just gaze on and on and on-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-415168907934395287?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/415168907934395287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=415168907934395287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/415168907934395287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/415168907934395287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/yet-another-birthday.html' title='yet another birthday'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4950473022649134760</id><published>2008-01-20T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:51:36.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>belated birthday of a dear friend</title><content type='html'>Its not been long since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known you but you've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; wonderful in the short time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known you. You've been great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; SUE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YINN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED SWEET SIXTEENTH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sorry for the late present. hope you love it. (helps to relieve stress don't you think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4950473022649134760?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4950473022649134760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4950473022649134760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4950473022649134760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4950473022649134760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/belated-birthday-of-dear-friend.html' title='belated birthday of a dear friend'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2080452182760417488</id><published>2008-01-16T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:58:31.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>to my partner KAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ENJOY YOUR DAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p/s so sorry for the wrong date again. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to everlyn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-to the joy and everything that comes with birthdays-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2080452182760417488?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2080452182760417488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2080452182760417488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2080452182760417488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2080452182760417488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8829234227022191856</id><published>2008-01-14T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:31:49.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of many'/><title type='text'>to the hustle or should it be hassle?</title><content type='html'>Finally the hustle and hassle of life in form four is taking a toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've been experiencing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Didn't go school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felt better, attended school. Fell sick again today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Completed homework. More homework pilled up. As if the initial ones weren't done at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But birthdays are coming thick and fast this month. So let me wish someone a belated birthday here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TO BOTAK NUM 2 HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks so much for dinner? today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the other birthdays coming. WOOHOO. You guys and girls know who you are la. That's all for now though. Back to homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to birthdays and more birthdays-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8829234227022191856?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8829234227022191856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8829234227022191856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8829234227022191856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8829234227022191856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-hustle-or-should-it-be-hassle.html' title='to the hustle or should it be hassle?'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2126695750318253197</id><published>2008-01-07T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:29:58.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>a little game to ease the pain</title><content type='html'>tagged by my dear partner KAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it total 20 questions, then tag to 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she had been tag. Whoever did the tag will have blessing from all.You must link to the one who tag you, then spread it to 8 people, let the game go on, return the tag to sender is prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your dream during your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;- to be a footballer for Manchester United (still possible if i grow like few feet taller and gain some muscle along with that height)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rainy&lt;/span&gt; day or sunny day? Why?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rainy&lt;/span&gt; as it makes me think about stuff more so than usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which colour you like most? Black or White?&lt;br /&gt;- black. classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you've chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?&lt;br /&gt;- what I've been holding back all this while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where is the place you wanted to go most? Why?&lt;br /&gt;- Japan cause its my hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which part of you that you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;- my left leg cause can't kick well with it ( well a wonderful right is better than two decent ones don't you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you encounter a sad moment, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-take a long walk home after school and if its raining, more so the effectiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you afraid to lose most?&lt;br /&gt;- all who are dear to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her? Or just keep it secret observing from afar?&lt;br /&gt;- all I guess after each fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the one who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;- pretty, sweet, caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish for your other half?&lt;br /&gt;- to feel how I feel about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Till now, what is the moment that you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;- how I wish that I could turn back time and rectify it but I shall not let it be known here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which type of person you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;- people who annoy me badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe this is why they dumped me in 4E. to do some thinking on what I wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad.&lt;br /&gt;- as Joey said, which he/she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- also this can't be revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who would you want to spend your last day with?&lt;br /&gt;- everyone I that hold close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you think that is most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- love, compassion, friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who's your favourite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;- Sanosuke Sagara ( the perfect example of one who never gives up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;- do all I can to prevent it ( transforming into Peter Petrelli and save the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1 ash&lt;br /&gt;2 sean&lt;br /&gt;3 kim&lt;br /&gt;4 JC&lt;br /&gt;5 evelyn&lt;br /&gt;6 everlyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2126695750318253197?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2126695750318253197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2126695750318253197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2126695750318253197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2126695750318253197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-game-to-ease-pain.html' title='a little game to ease the pain'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3603871963167735695</id><published>2008-01-06T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:20:57.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pictures say it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4Dis7y3sbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/A9AllHEvGJ0/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152367235305025970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4Dis7y3sbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/A9AllHEvGJ0/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; apparently they wanted a serious picture but HAHA that just isn't in my thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DitLy3scI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qjKnXI5Jd4M/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152367239599993282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DitLy3scI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qjKnXI5Jd4M/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha..the monks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBLy3sWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F5fwoOmcqZA/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152366483685749090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBLy3sWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F5fwoOmcqZA/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having fun while ivan cuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBby3sXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZYLOzXWet04/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152366487980716402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBby3sXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZYLOzXWet04/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;evy i know you love this one (haha joking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3sYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MPs4XFEkp0c/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152366492275683714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3sYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MPs4XFEkp0c/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jethro in a mohawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3sZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ceWB7Tt-Flo/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152366492275683730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3sZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ceWB7Tt-Flo/s320/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3saI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BstRrW_G8_E/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152366492275683746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DiBry3saI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BstRrW_G8_E/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gosh look its ALEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHby3sRI/AAAAAAAAADg/nqUG8jefaNQ/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152365491548303634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHby3sRI/AAAAAAAAADg/nqUG8jefaNQ/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sSI/AAAAAAAAADo/8x0lX8F1cek/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152365495843270946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sSI/AAAAAAAAADo/8x0lX8F1cek/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us before the cut (fron left, me, jet, alex, ivan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sTI/AAAAAAAAADw/66cU0DjvmV0/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152365495843270962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sTI/AAAAAAAAADw/66cU0DjvmV0/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-cp68S1OTek/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152365495843270978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4DhHry3sUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-cp68S1OTek/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3603871963167735695?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3603871963167735695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3603871963167735695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3603871963167735695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3603871963167735695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/pictures-say-it-all.html' title='the pictures say it all'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R4Dis7y3sbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/A9AllHEvGJ0/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1154402106273216521</id><published>2008-01-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:58:05.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schooling begins</title><content type='html'>GOSH. Tomorrow will be the start of a new term in school. School starts rather lamely this year. First day of school on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. School for two days then break for the weekend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;. Why can't they just start it next Monday for god's sake. So much for all the brilliant minds behind the planning of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school starts tomorrow and I'm so not looking forward to it. Hopefully things in form four will be bright although it's going to be though. But there will be things to make up for all the gloominess. I'm sure of that. This is surely going to help though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;AIR CONDITIONED SCHOOL BUS PEOPLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&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;All the best to all tomorrow!!! May our first days in form four be great and one to remember!&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-to the agony of waking up &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt; again-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-1154402106273216521?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1154402106273216521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1154402106273216521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1154402106273216521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1154402106273216521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/schooling-begins.html' title='schooling begins'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2534154488069579519</id><published>2008-01-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:58:07.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rewards and more rewards</title><content type='html'>As the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt; results are out, and many scoring parent satisfactory results, rewards are now in the question and minds of those who achieved those results. Me included of course. I am human after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it I want? I used to have this thought. I would want a TRIP TO JAPAN FOR A WEEK. Just me on a tour kind of trip with other people of course. But as times are bad and with the economy looking ever so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cantik&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that plan was foiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the rewards some of my clicks have received were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hand phones&lt;/span&gt; ( kinda cool ones if I may add), cash ( lots of it ), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PlayStation&lt;/span&gt;, and some still waiting. Laptops and stuff in that region haven't been dished out but its only a matter of time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; if everything goes well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wouldn't mind receiving cash though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to rewards and everything that comes with it-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2534154488069579519?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2534154488069579519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2534154488069579519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2534154488069579519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2534154488069579519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2008/01/rewards-and-more-rewards.html' title='rewards and more rewards'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-8728792192793262919</id><published>2007-12-31T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:34:31.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>new year beckons</title><content type='html'>As 2007 draws to a close, 2008 approaches. Another year has passed ever so swiftly although its just as if yesterday when I was on my way to school for the first day of form 3. Many things have happened and its been a rather eventful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the more memorable happenings would be me quiting being a prefect, sitting for my PMR examinations, losing in futsal competitions(twice or thrice), not making the bowling squad, celebrating my birthday, sitting for my theory exam, getting my theory results and also my PMR results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really the kind of happenings that make the hairs of one's back tingle but well at least I can say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I QUIT BEING A PREFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so moving on, as a new year looms ever closer, one has to have resolutions right. So here are some of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 To play football more skillfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 To understand the subjects that are hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 To not fail in any exam and to study harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 To save more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 To help MANCHESTER UNITED WIN THE PREMIERSHIP (by watching every match)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I can understand if you guys find this lame cause it is. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I start to crap further I better stop now while I'm still sober. Enjoy your parties people if you are at one, drink up your alcohol and quickly refill, eat more eat more, open your eyes if you're viewing a fireworks display, and finally don't forget to wish your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are so focused on the future, we miss out on the present. Take things one step at a time and enjoy 2007 or whateverthat's left of it as were never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the good times of the year and forget the bad and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were moving on to a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were changing with every passing second, minute, and hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it's for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO 2008!! WITH HOPE AND JOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to forgetting the bad and cherishing the good-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-8728792192793262919?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/8728792192793262919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=8728792192793262919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8728792192793262919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/8728792192793262919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-year-beckons.html' title='new year beckons'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6111030579853381337</id><published>2007-12-29T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:37:51.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one to remember'/><title type='text'>RESULTS ARE OUT!!</title><content type='html'>Yes you heard me right. Result day which was dreaded by many finally took place yesterday. In spite of all the much talk about hype and build up to the actual day, it turned out to be a pretty much mild affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the day started off with me being emo while going through my breakfast. Finally changed into my school attire minus the badge and the tie though. Walked out to wait for the bus to school. Plugged in my earphones and selected shelter by Corrinne May, which is a rather slow song which suited the way I was feeling at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALM (NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so maybe I wasn't feeling that emo and worried but neither was I clam. Finally reached the school. Met Amirul at the front gate. He was with his dad. (didn't know I was looking straight at a state top student gosh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so met up with friends some not seen for some time some seen everyday. Eagerly awaited the results to come through the front gate and into the hall where all the tables and chairs were awaiting the teachers to make use of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.15am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no sight of any papers. The sound of heartbeats ever clearer, the sight of sweat on the ground, the smell of the already polluted air didn't make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait continues. The sound of parents and students chatting grew louder as if to say they weren't worried anymore. Ivan was probably the most emo of all with Jethro being the least or not emo not worried not bothered whatsoever in typical Jethro fashion. Ivan's shirt was already sticking to his back with the sweat looking like glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. The results still were not in sight. News came in that convent got their results. Joey got straight A's, Xinyi got straight A's(that's all I know of) , and convent got 94 in total. Friends and relatives started to call but I merely clicked on the busy button and ignored. My heart was practically going to jump out. This was certainly no time to be answering calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.ooam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sight of the result envelope. Bestari's class teacher though. Cendekia's students waited on again. In no time, all class teachers were found in the hall. All students queuing at their respective lines. Then an announcement was made. "Could teachers of classes A,B,C and D come up onto the stage?". I thought to myself (damn they're going to call one by one onto the stage to collect our results) And it turned out to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.15am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengetua was the one handing out our result slip and also hugs. Yes you're not having eyesight problems. HUGS. Pira was already like "Must hug ah??" I didn't care as long as my name was called. They started off with the 8A's, starting with the B class, then the C class then the A class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.20am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they were calling the 7A's. Sean and co were already up on stage celebrating their success with Nash being the liveliest pumping his fists and showing peace signs to all. Me on the other hand looked from below still uncertain of what was to come. Then finally, B. Jayaseelan, Ivan Looi Jia Jun, and then Jonathan Si E Chen, gosh I was GLAD, RELIEVED, THANKFUL, GRATEFUL, SHOCKED, PLEASED, and GLAD all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC had 61 straight A's in total. Rather low compared to SSI's 96, Convent's 94, Sigs's 66 and not forgetting STF's (forgot but should be hundred plus WTH LA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was joy all round,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and jubilation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and comforting ( Ivan we are humans after all ),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents congratulating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students thanking teachers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students thinking of what to ask from parents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students leaving in a hurry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students not wanting to leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on. Here's to all the straight A students,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;CONGRATS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;YATTA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WE DID IT!!!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ITS OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;FORM FOUR HERE WE COME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the glory, sadness and euphoria experienced-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6111030579853381337?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6111030579853381337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6111030579853381337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6111030579853381337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6111030579853381337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/results-are-out.html' title='RESULTS ARE OUT!!'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6375099841165357639</id><published>2007-12-25T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:39:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey to the south</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its CHRISTMAS!! So MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Singapore today. It seems every Christmas I make trip there as exactly this day last year I went there too. Left home at 9. Had breakfast in town. "Puri" it was. Went on to the customs, passport check and stuff the usual then boarded the bus for kranji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached kranji around 11. Bought the mrt passes and headed on to await the train. Met Matthew Chow. Surprised that he recognises me though. He was with his family. Well then suddenly, an announcement sounded. It seems that there was an accident and that the train would be delayed by around 60 minutes. WTH. Luckily they solved the problem ahead of schedule and we only waited for only 15 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The train was crowded as usual. Not that I was shocked or anything. Its CHRISTMAS for god's sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147903703427559490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EHJLy3sEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YkQGxT1qHVo/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kranji station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147904081384681554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EHfLy3sFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5eKoRFVD9V0/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;took this for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147904485111607394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EH2ry3sGI/AAAAAAAAACE/lyDb1zH_mQc/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;another picture of the mrt (the girl wanted to pick her nose but HA caught in the act)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally reached my stop which was orchard road. Again it was madness all round as I got off the train. Here is a better picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147907491588714626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EKlry3sII/AAAAAAAAACU/OdTfBwTICKk/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mad rush for the escalators&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147908097179103378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3ELI7y3sJI/AAAAAAAAACc/k-EPbkEnnqw/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;queuing at the general ticketing machines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went on to have lunch at MOS Burger at Takashimaya. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147909252525306018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EMMLy3sKI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fqh6vJxpqjM/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my lunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147909445798834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EMXby3sLI/AAAAAAAAACs/58UJI7H5UX0/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;halfway through my lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, I went on my own way alone. The rest stayed in Takashimaya. I went to Paragon, Tangs, Wheelock Place, Wisma Atria, and the streets of Orchard. Unfortunately Crumpler was closed so couldn't get to see the bags I wanted to see. sigh. But it was great walking alone in Orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147911086476341442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EN27y3sMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3KdO4ceHv0o/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It truly is all about love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147911086476341458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EN27y3sNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mC8KgLIDRhk/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;wheelock place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147911090771308786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EN3Ly3sPI/AAAAAAAAADM/h9nAMztq6Tk/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some guy singing with his guitar in the underpass on the way to wheelock place ( he was kinda posing for me but as soon as i hit the capture button, he turned. WTH LA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147911090771308770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EN3Ly3sOI/AAAAAAAAADE/PQALO9ReRdc/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One of the many ice cream vendors. HEY HOLD ON IT'S NOT!!! IT'S SINGAPORE'S VERSION OF OUR &lt;em&gt;LORI SAMPAH. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(LAUGHS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one of the more interesting happenings today involver a half naked middle aged indian man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intrigued??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the main star of the happening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147913474478158082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EQB7y3sQI/AAAAAAAAADU/0Qf8x9GOY94/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;see the guy in front of the white car?..that's the man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this is what happened. In conjunction with christmas and all, an event was to be held in the middle of Orchard Road later in the evening. So, preparations like blocking the road, preparing the stage and stuff. Apperantly this guy wasn't happy with everything that was going on for only god knows what reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a short dialogue of what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unnamed half naked indian man : what the hell la you people. road also go and block. You think what?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone else there   :   (speechless at the sight of the guy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unnamed half naked indian man  :  no need to do all these things la. see my backside also better!!who wants to see my backside? you want to see put up your hand. I show you. No need shy la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone else there   :    (still speechless but little voices whispering here and there) ( starting to walk away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unnamed half naked indian man  :   ah nvm la..( starts to walk away in anger) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well kinda hard to believe but seriously it's all true. And so that pretty much concludes my trip to Singapore. Left the country at around 5. Stepped back into relatively known territory at around 6.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's all I have for this post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-to speaking out your mind &lt;em&gt;publicly&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6375099841165357639?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6375099841165357639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6375099841165357639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6375099841165357639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6375099841165357639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/journey-to-south.html' title='journey to the south'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R3EHJLy3sEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YkQGxT1qHVo/s72-c/DSC00155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-2074990683962174044</id><published>2007-12-19T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:09:03.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for laughs'/><title type='text'>the couple</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging today about Ivan (yes to all who know him, the &lt;em&gt;famous &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ivan) and also the equally infamous Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so the story begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this is it, Alex and Ivan have known each other since, form one i guess but that's not important here. What is is the fact that they're as close as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; let's say Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. (I couldn't find a better more loving couple in comparison so..laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the two of them do have many similarities unlike popular belief that they don't. So I compiled a list to prove all you people who think likewise wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarities between Alex and Ivan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 they are guys (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DUHH&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 they wear specs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 they love eating (maybe one more than the other but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 they are both "moral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nilai&lt;/span&gt;" memorising idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 they both are in the st john cadet team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 they both love to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bodek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 they are both very how to put it, stuck up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 they both go after girls form the same school ( just in case you're wondering, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shhh&lt;/span&gt;, its CONVENT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 they cant get enough of each other (literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 they both love bickering (more often than not with each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 they both suck in football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 they both are gay occasionally (the happy meaning of the word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 they are both GAY (now its the usual meaning of the word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 they both are so gonna kill me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; but for the sake of blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; LIVE ON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s  Ivan and Alex argue everyday without fail. But in all honesty, they &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;each other. THEY DO!!, I'm not joking. I AM NOT!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the couple mentioned above, repeat after me "you love each other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to the couple though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the backlash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; receive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-2074990683962174044?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/2074990683962174044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=2074990683962174044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2074990683962174044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/2074990683962174044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/couple.html' title='the couple'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-3671069455534490504</id><published>2007-12-17T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:36:12.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First of all sorry for the long interval between updates. Well, I have been caught up with unwanted matters (to be blogged about later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so my holiday, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; highlands and KL. Not quite a holiday I had in mind but it was great, considering that I only went to those places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of (5/12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up to KL that morning. Later in the afternoon headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to window shop as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have much money. Ended up buying a watch though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The watch I got,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aBlby3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2gchPLMUkyg/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144942104433635234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aBlby3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2gchPLMUkyg/s320/DSC00114.JPG" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; buy anything else there. Not that rich. The watch burned a "BIG" hole in my pocket. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;second day (6/12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, checked in to the apartment, walked in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, was raining, went to night market where even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;malays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cantonese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I'm saying this cause I don't understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cantonese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so yea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third day (7/12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. went to the cactus valley, strawberry farm, and tea plantation. Bought tea and more tea!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144946055803547570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aFLby3r7I/AAAAAAAAAAg/fJdQAW6PjWw/s320/DSC00095.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;                                                                       strawberry farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144950874756853714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aJj7y3r9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QLYg5L2zUgc/s320/DSC00167.JPG" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                       tea plantation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144952786017300450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aLTLy3r-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/u2_Seb8AzRQ/s320/DSC00146.JPG" width="264" border="0" /&gt;                                                             family pic at the tea shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth day (8/12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;, went back to KL. Met up with my uncle's aunt and cousins at one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;utama&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Just before that went to the curve to do some shopping. Dinner at one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;utama&lt;/span&gt; was great. We ate at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vietnamese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;restuarant&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144948559769481154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aHdLy3r8I/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFr8Ask01As/s320/DSC00176.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;vietnamese&lt;/span&gt; restaurant &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we walked around and I bought an album from Rock Corner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Papamore's&lt;/span&gt; latest tittled RIOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954211946442738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aMmLy3r_I/AAAAAAAAABA/LoKxvqLix6U/s320/DSC00121.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144954972155654146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aNSby3sAI/AAAAAAAAABI/xteun3B7Xro/s320/DSC00122.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;                                                                           the album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5th day (9/12)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to sg. buloh for breakfast. Dim Sum it was. All the way there you know from Damansara but it was worth it. The food was great! Back at my aunt's place, my cousin brought me for a ride in his car around the housing estate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT WAS SERIOUSLY AWESOME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962307959795730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aT9by3sBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ALc4Reg99XY/s320/speed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;                                                            the speed we were going at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962913550184482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aUgry3sCI/AAAAAAAAABY/8UO0QclBo4c/s320/drifting.bmp" border="0" /&gt;                                                              the stunt he pulled off&lt;/p&gt;imagine being in a car doing that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have it in you head??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, get someone to have you in their car and pull it off. You'll love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for home after that wondering will dad ever do that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to RIOT!,TEA, and SPEED-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-3671069455534490504?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/3671069455534490504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=3671069455534490504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3671069455534490504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/3671069455534490504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday.html' title='the holiday'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_45EIn49MdG0/R2aBlby3r6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2gchPLMUkyg/s72-c/DSC00114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-4340006968284252328</id><published>2007-12-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:13:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s-h-o-r-t    o-n-e</title><content type='html'>As the title for this post says, "SHORT ONE", I'm staying true to it so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M BACK!!!!!!!...WOOOHOOO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO JB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;YATAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is pure madness but wth..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-to the rain I'll be experiencing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-4340006968284252328?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/4340006968284252328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=4340006968284252328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4340006968284252328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/4340006968284252328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/s-h-o-r-t-o-n-e.html' title='s-h-o-r-t    o-n-e'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-6049560503810930999</id><published>2007-12-05T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:05:02.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in PJ for the moment</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 5 in the morning to get ready for my trip up north. Considering that I woke up that early, we left rather late at a time of 7.30. That was after breakfast and all but still it seemed a long time right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to me it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(breakfast was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MCDONALDS&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we headed on to the highway and a couple of stops along the way with me sleeping all the way through until we reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seremban&lt;/span&gt;. The journey here was pretty smooth no jams whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we reached our destination at 11.38 to be exact. Had lunch, slept a little more, watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and decided to use my cousin's computer to post something. And so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered what the best newspaper is?&lt;br /&gt;well here's an answer for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: know which newspaper is the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt;: no?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: obviously THE SUN!&lt;br /&gt;aunt: cause its free?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: YEA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt;: ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey its true isn't it. Free stuff do seem nice. Earlier my friend's condo just opened a canteen and was serving free meals as sort of an advertisement and so my friend went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; it out.( come on its a FREE LUNCH, wouldn't you go?) anyway I asked her how it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tasted&lt;/span&gt; and she said it was not bad considering it was free and all so there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE STUFF ROCK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to the &lt;em&gt;freedom&lt;/em&gt; in the world-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-6049560503810930999?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/6049560503810930999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=6049560503810930999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6049560503810930999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/6049560503810930999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-pj-for-moment.html' title='in PJ for the moment'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649508865045229128.post-1097612231653504004</id><published>2007-12-04T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:21:15.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of walls, gates, fences and a start</title><content type='html'>A wall is what it is.  A WALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how my first post would be about a wall of all things but ah....&lt;br /&gt;This is the time when I enlighten you on the whole fuss about the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about the wall in "STARDUST" or about the wall that many may or may not have come across in &lt;em&gt;"FACEBOOK&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to where I was. I was at my friend's place to celebrate DEEPAVALI/RAYA or so although it may seem a little late now but nevertheless that's not my point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! enough crap although this whole post may seem like one.&lt;br /&gt;So me and my friends were at the end of the street launching rockets (sounds more spectacular doesn't it) . Not knowing that the guard locks the gate at 9pm sharp,( for all of you who didn't know, Impian Emas has a damn strict security much to my annoyance)  we continued with the launching having more fun with each passing rocket and also sudden car alarm ringings.&lt;br /&gt;Alex then had a call or something indicating that he had to return to Ash's house to wait for his parents to pick him and was bent on climbing the fence although it was lined with sharp wires.&lt;br /&gt;Nelson was also in a panic as his uncle had already reached the front porch of Ash's house. And so as Alex risked it all by climbing the wall oopps &lt;em&gt;fence&lt;/em&gt;, the others including myself looked at the gate/fence as if there was something we were missing and so it seemed as Pira noticed that a simple lift of the gate at its hinge would allow us to squeeze through. And so it proved to be true. We laughed all the way back to Ash's house and also at Alex for climbing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there you have it. (p/s it was actually sort of a gate/fence but a wall sounds all the much better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to better posts-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5649508865045229128-1097612231653504004?l=the-straw-hats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/feeds/1097612231653504004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649508865045229128&amp;postID=1097612231653504004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1097612231653504004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649508865045229128/posts/default/1097612231653504004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-straw-hats.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-walls-gates-fences-and-start.html' title='of walls, gates, fences and a start'/><author><name>the sepet one</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02990184471371349677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
