<?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-2751029820050190091</id><updated>2011-08-01T17:02:32.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Nicholas</title><subtitle type='html'>Doctor, Philosopher, ManUtd Player, Environmentalist and Everything I Wanted To Be</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-1816865568114197451</id><published>2010-04-11T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T05:07:48.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have moved!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers, I am here to announce that I have move to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://nickstlee.wordpress.com/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please come by and have a visit :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-1816865568114197451?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1816865568114197451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=1816865568114197451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/1816865568114197451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/1816865568114197451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-moved.html' title='I have moved!'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-2539919371606434636</id><published>2009-12-24T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:39:51.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>圣诞快乐 и  Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hohoho.... It's Christmas again! The time of the year when you hear people humming christmas songs almost everywhere!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although I'm not a Christian, but I have been celebrating Christmas every year and most of the time with the close friends of my parents and their kids. We usually have dinner at one of the aunties'/uncles' house and those were not any ordinary dinner... They're cooked by a lot of professionals (especially Uncle Lai).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, this year will be my first Christmas away from my hometown and worst, my family. Yea, it does feel strange as every year's Christmas eve night I would be going to one of the aunties' house and have lots of fun there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what?  This year's Christmas Eve I'm actually spending it by memorizing some Russian stories for tomorrow's exam which is also equivalent to 25th of December!!!  Darn those Russians, inconsiderate at all...  And my plan on Christmas Day is : Go to class at 9am and come back at 4.30pm.  I ask you sial or not???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH well, let it be let it be~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is also my first truly "white" Christmas.  Russia is now 'tebally' covered in snow and yes, it's very beautiful! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I wish for Christmas this year is that my family and friends will be doing great and having a fun time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my family back in Malaysia, I'm quite disappointed not being able to celebrate with you all this year and so might be the following 7 Christmases. We may be far apart but nothing is closer to my heart than you all (Mom,Dad and Adam).  So enjoy your Christmas Day!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be looking forward to the day I'm going back to Sandakan... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!!!   圣诞快乐 !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-2539919371606434636?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2539919371606434636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=2539919371606434636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2539919371606434636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2539919371606434636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='圣诞快乐 и  Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-3150937160741934962</id><published>2009-12-15T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:03:26.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Winter Came</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, its so freaking hard for me to type this blog post out kkk???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even in the room in front of my computer, i have to cover myself with blanket. Stretching out my arms to write this is a great sacrifice!! Just outside the window on my right is -20 Degree Celcius, man!!!! Just sitting here is freezing my ears off!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aiyo... Winter came not long ago and before it came, I was looking forward to it.. Now? I'd rather stand under the blazing sun of Malaysia!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I got to Kursk, my relatives were like "AhTung ah, Russia very cold one! You can tahan or not??"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll reply "Aiya, no problem de la,sikit2 cold saja mah... How bad can it be???"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now "T..ooo....  c-c-c.. o..l-ll-l d................"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of the students (especially Malaysians) are in hibernating mode, that is, to hide under the blanket on the bed thinking "I'm only keeping myself warm for a while".  AND, this so-called "a while" can last for soooooo long that you'll fall asleep without realizing (too comfy). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End result? "OMG, I haven't do my homeworks and studies yet!!!" (i kena this yesterday T_T) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as expected, snow everywhere... Everything's so white that i felt calm and so peaceful every morning while walking out to the bus stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter.  Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, will upload some pics here soon and more on my Facebook to share the joy of winter~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every winter,&lt;br /&gt;When the great sun has turned his face away,&lt;br /&gt;The earth goes down into a vale of grief,&lt;br /&gt;And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -&lt;br /&gt;Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*P.S: Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-3150937160741934962?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3150937160741934962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=3150937160741934962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3150937160741934962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3150937160741934962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-winter-came.html' title='And Winter Came'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-7693789023815381641</id><published>2009-11-30T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:39:28.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Steph, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, you're a leprechaun. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear at the mental hospital and I saw you carve your initials into my salt-beef bucket. I'm sure you're open enough to understand that we’re related. I'm returning your Hannah Montana underwear  to you, but I'll keep your glass eye as a memory. You should also know that I will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard and I'm scratching my butt as you read this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please don’t hurt me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicholas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone who found it funny should do it! Here's how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (someone you recently talked to), I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and (11). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12), &lt;br /&gt;Name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's the color of your shirt? &lt;br /&gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat &lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over &lt;br /&gt;White - I’m joining the Convent &lt;br /&gt;Black -Our romance is over &lt;br /&gt;Green- Our socks don't match &lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun &lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy &lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting &lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you &lt;br /&gt;No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you &lt;br /&gt;Other -I dislike your eyelashes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your birth month? &lt;br /&gt;January - That night you picked your nose &lt;br /&gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Gump &lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me &lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter &lt;br /&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer &lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me &lt;br /&gt;July – When I saw the purple monkey &lt;br /&gt;August - When you smacked my ass &lt;br /&gt;September - Last year when you peed your pants &lt;br /&gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub &lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg &lt;br /&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which food do you prefer? &lt;br /&gt;Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub &lt;br /&gt;Chicken- In your car &lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office &lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus &lt;br /&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - In your closet &lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien &lt;br /&gt;Fish - In a clown suit &lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light &lt;br /&gt;Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's the color of your socks? &lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Ignore &lt;br /&gt;Red - Put whipped cream on &lt;br /&gt;Black - Hit on &lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out &lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on &lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into &lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off &lt;br /&gt;Brown - bit of &lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate &lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of &lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on &lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the color of your underwear? &lt;br /&gt;Black - My boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;White - My father &lt;br /&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest &lt;br /&gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie &lt;br /&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash &lt;br /&gt;Red – My knee caps &lt;br /&gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket &lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana &lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd &lt;br /&gt;Pink – My ‘My Little Pony’ collection &lt;br /&gt;Other --The elephant in the corner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV? &lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Senile &lt;br /&gt;Heroes- Frostbitten &lt;br /&gt;Lost - High &lt;br /&gt;Simpsons- Cowardly &lt;br /&gt;The news - Scarred &lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic &lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Open &lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Bitchy &lt;br /&gt;Annat -shamed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your mood right now? &lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful you are &lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are &lt;br /&gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men &lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit &lt;br /&gt;Depressed – That we’re related &lt;br /&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants &lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you &lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks &lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change &lt;br /&gt;Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes &lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist &lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid &lt;br /&gt;Other - That your driving sucks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom? &lt;br /&gt;White - Your toe ring &lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me &lt;br /&gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas &lt;br /&gt;Black - Your pet rock Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your car Orange - Your false teeth &lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers &lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear &lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket &lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails &lt;br /&gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The first letter of your first name? &lt;br /&gt;A/B - My virginity &lt;br /&gt;C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it &lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbors dog &lt;br /&gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car &lt;br /&gt;I/J - Your left ear &lt;br /&gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample &lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your glass eye &lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense &lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom &lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies &lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record &lt;br /&gt;W/X – Your suicide note &lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The last letter in your last name? &lt;br /&gt;A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass &lt;br /&gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks &lt;br /&gt;E/F -Never will forget that night &lt;br /&gt;G/H – Will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard. &lt;br /&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly &lt;br /&gt;K/L - Hate your cooking &lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching &lt;br /&gt;O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises &lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs &lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet &lt;br /&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart &lt;br /&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month &lt;br /&gt;Y/Z – am better off without you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you prefer to drink? &lt;br /&gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined &lt;br /&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon &lt;br /&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an &lt;br /&gt;Eskimo Milk - The apartment building is on fire &lt;br /&gt;Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this &lt;br /&gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice &lt;br /&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war &lt;br /&gt;Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked &lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird &lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah &lt;br /&gt;Winfrey Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine &lt;br /&gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation? &lt;br /&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations &lt;br /&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change &lt;br /&gt;France - Love always &lt;br /&gt;Spain - With tears of sadness &lt;br /&gt;China – You make me sick &lt;br /&gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me &lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow &lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy &lt;br /&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard &lt;br /&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt &lt;br /&gt;England - Go drown yourself.&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-7693789023815381641?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7693789023815381641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=7693789023815381641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7693789023815381641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7693789023815381641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol.html' title='LOL!!!'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-662942803632895524</id><published>2009-11-16T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:42:32.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's 3.13am in the morning and I'm still awake. Is it because of the cup of tea I drank or slept too much (I woke up at 1.50pm yesterday). Both my room mates are still wide awake with Jason laughing at the movie I just gave him and Hock Seng sambil study sambil watch movie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, times like this let me have a lot of thoughts about just anything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm thinking of....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- the whole pizza I ate at Hyperlinear yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- what time to wake up later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- what to do after waking up later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- what to cook for dinner later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- all the fun I missed at volleyball for the past two days   :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- what flavour should I buy after I finish the current box of tea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- the tonnes of 'atras' waiting for me (I'm so dead)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- what movie to download after I'm done with 2012&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- where and when on Earth am I going to get a haircut&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- why isn't Hock Seng sleeping when his class is going to be at eight later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- getting a pet(s) to accompany me throughout my studies here in Kursk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- my family back in Sandakan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- my lovely grandma &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- all the stuffs I want to do when I'm back to Sandakan (which is next year  T_T)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- the time when I can finally go back to Sandakan to be with my family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- who will be my future wife&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- my life as a doctor in the future&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- .....  someone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'll just lie on the bed and continue to think. Eventually, I'll fall asleep and now I'm thinking of what kind of dream I'll be having later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking too much...  -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-662942803632895524?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/662942803632895524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=662942803632895524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/662942803632895524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/662942803632895524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-8336408598825407714</id><published>2009-11-11T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:03:35.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>下雨天</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm sick today and told to stay at home for a week. I've been in my room for the whole day resting, some facebook-ing and most of the time listening to musics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, there's one particular song that I got addicted to the whole day. I kept playing it on repeat and never gets tired of it. The title of the song is 下雨天 (Rainy Day).  The lyrics somehow expresses my feelings and emotions for recent happenings. Below are the lyrics: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;下雨天 (南拳妈妈)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;下雨天了怎么办 我好想你&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不敢打给你 我找不到原因&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;为什么失眠的声音 变得好熟悉&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;沉默的场景&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;做你的代替&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;陪我听雨滴&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;期待让人越来越沉溺&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;谁和我一样 等不到他的谁&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;爱上你我总在学会 寂寞的滋味&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人撑伞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人擦泪&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人好累&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的雨 怎样的夜&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的我能让你更想念&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;雨要多大 天要多黑&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;才能够有你的体贴&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实 没有我你分不出那些 差别&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结局还能多明显&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你会难过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你想改变&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;被爱的人不用道歉.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;期待让人越来越疲惫&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;谁和我一样&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;等不到他的谁&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;爱上你我总在学会&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;寂寞的滋味&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人撑伞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人擦泪&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个人好累&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的雨 怎样的夜&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的我能让你更想念&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;雨要多大 天要多黑&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;才能够有你的体贴&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实 没有我你分不出那些 差别&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结局还能多明显&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你会难过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你想改变&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;被爱的人不用道歉.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的雨 怎样的夜&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;怎样的我能让你更想念&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;雨要多大 天要多黑&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;才能够有你的体贴&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实 没有我你分不出那些 差别&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结局还能多明显&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你会难过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别说你想改变&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;被爱的人不用道歉.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm listening to this song while writing out this blog post.  I do really hope you will read this post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-8336408598825407714?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8336408598825407714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=8336408598825407714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8336408598825407714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8336408598825407714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='下雨天'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-8545323399737079479</id><published>2009-11-10T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:30:18.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Thing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay.. How to put this.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.30am: Phone alarm rang (Take Me to Your Heart-Michael Learns to Rock). Nice song but                         laziness overcame, switch off alarm and went back to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.35am: Hock Seng shook my bed "Wei,don't want to go class ah today?!!"  Jumped off the bed,                   grabbed bath towel and ran into the bathroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.4#am: Changed, put on make-ups (wait a minute,I don't use make-ups), brushed my teeth                       and ran out of the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to the bus stop, saw a tall(Margaret) and short(Steph) girl way in front. Got on a bus together and went to uni. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madam Victoria was in class already but seems to be in a very good mood. She smiled and told me to go in (once in a million years this will only happen). Usual Russian class but we're quite free as Madam Victoria had to teach the new girl (Caroline) in our group. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second Russian class, still the same but something interesting happened. Ask my groupmates or me personally for more information. So funny that even Madam Victoria laughed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chemistry class,our favourite teacher, Dr Nick. As usual, smells like vodka and cigar, walked in cooly and mumbled something. "BA-lanced, da?" His favourite quote recently. LOLX!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went back to hostel with Kensen by bus. Damn lady asked for student card, acted stupid but eventually paid the bus fee to stop her nagging in Russian. Was quite mad but fine, let it be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to hostel, unpacked and did some chores. Preparing to take a nap when that damn 'thing' showed up. Nagged,lectured and scolded (whatever terms you can use) me for my untidy bed. No use talking back and just listened. Both roommates also kena the same thing and the whole room was like cursing her after she left. Was really really in a bad mood, ran to 4th floor to send clothes for laundry. Ran back down and jumped on the bed immediately. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily dreamt of something happy to reduce my anger. Slept for 1 and a half hour and ajak Kensen to cook. While cooking, the 'thing' came into the kitchen as usual to wash her mug and then nagged me some more!!! Really tak tahan!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Told us that she'll be back tomorrow evening to check on us again. OMG, does she have so much free time???? Why don't she go get a hobby or so, rather than just come into our room without knocking and start nagging(somemore its always our beds)!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think positively and just bear with the 'thing'.  This is what I'm going to do, for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just can't WAIT for her to pay us a visit again tomorrow....   -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-8545323399737079479?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8545323399737079479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=8545323399737079479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8545323399737079479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8545323399737079479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/thing.html' title='The &quot;Thing&quot;'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-8340584884015395992</id><published>2009-10-19T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:18:30.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post in Kursk (Russia)</title><content type='html'>Sorry boys and girls for the late post after coming to Russia for a month over as I am kinda busy with stuffs and settling down here (bagi alasan saja).. &lt;p&gt;Well yeah, was very excited to be here and experience a whole new (very the cold) environment. Autumn is already cold enough to make me shiver, then how will I survive through the long long icy winter??? I'll tell when winter arrives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, it was sad to say goodbye to Adam (younger bro) that morning when parents and I send him to school that morning which was my last in Sandakan. When he got down the car, he said 'Bye. And see you next year'. I got those feeling like stinging at the throat when he said that. I really miss him till now though... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, we went to Kota Kinabalu for transit to KL later in the afternoon. Since there was a 4 hours in between flight, went to visit my beloved grandma,aunts and uncles. Went yumcha with them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzNsklRqXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Q3_XDzQMZfI/s320/P1020770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394412619300972914" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzPW0qEuqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cw_ackb5giY/s320/P1020772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394414444682197666" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beloved Grandma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After transit to KL, stayed there for 2 days in Concorde Inn which is less than 15 minutes drive from KLIA. Shopped a little at Midvalley and so-so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early early in the morning (like about 3 something), woke up to check out of the inn as I was supposed to reach KLIA to meet with Dato Rajoo at 5am. While checking out, saw a woman with her son were also checking out of the inn. Then she approach us and asked whether I am going to KSMU. She said her son (Jason) was going to KSMU too. So he's the first batchmate I talked to. In terms of batchmates meeting, I already met some of the Sabahans (Steph,Aren,Pet,Luther,etc) at the pre-departure briefing in Hyatt Hotel (Kota Kinabalu). Then went to KLIA and waited for Dato Rajoo. Later, saw a lonely girl wandering aimlessly around with her trolleyful of luggage. Guessed that she's going to KSMU too. (She=Angie)   Some more she left her laptop at the immigration part of KLIA and went all the way back to get it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Dato Rajoo came, gave us our student card, air tickets and other stuffs. Everything done and went to counter to check-in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzLXQ3s0tI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4-25gQCjPnI/s320/P1020776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394410054209032914" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took picture with parents before heading to the departure hall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stopped by at Bangkok Airport for transit to Moscow. Nothing special there except that the checking were really strict (have to take off belt and shoes). During the almost 10 hours flight to Moscow was kinda boring. Watched movie and played some childish games (Mario,Zuma) and sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arriving in Moscow was a whole new start of life in Russia! Got down the plane and went to to immigration hall filled with "guai lou's". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzcrVZPCnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nqdymzeF66Y/s320/P1020777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429090718485106" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzdHR11b9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nlc-47N2iHA/s320/P1020782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394429570801037266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Views from the Immigration Hall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzfFWB1dxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YZzskqMpIcA/s320/P1020780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394431736588629778" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dato Rajoo settling some stuffs with students&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Stzg5Xn53VI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7xWzODc7oNE/s320/P1020778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394433729881562450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzhZJk5xLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-SUPXTFGlas/s320/P1020781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394434275866690738" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waiting for our turn to the Immigration counter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all those 'mafan' procedures, we got on a bus for another 6-8 hours journey from Moscow to Kursk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzirSWllyI/AAAAAAAAALE/JfGmY6Oh4gk/s320/P1020783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435686971840290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Stzj4xggOhI/AAAAAAAAALM/fz88OiRUMwc/s320/P1020786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394437018184858130" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the views of Moscow airport from outside (took them in the bus)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzlFy7Q-ZI/AAAAAAAAALk/kzfPrGSWZdM/s320/P1020787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394438341415467410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While on the way,each of us were given 2 McD Russian burgers! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it's my time to sleep. It's 2.16am now and I have class at 9am later. Further updates shall be posted as soon as I can. Paka!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-8340584884015395992?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8340584884015395992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=8340584884015395992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8340584884015395992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8340584884015395992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-post-in-kursk-russia.html' title='First Post in Kursk (Russia)'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/StzNsklRqXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Q3_XDzQMZfI/s72-c/P1020770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-6566523613467749942</id><published>2009-07-23T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:22:05.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>United Breaks Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There's this singer called &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dave Carroll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who was travelling to Nebraska from Chicago with his band on United Airlines. While on the plane waiting for the airline luggage handlers to load all the passengers' belongings, Dave heard the woman sitting behind him saying that the luggage handler was throwing a guitar to another but failed to grab a hold of it. And he knew it was his $3,500 Taylor Guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let the video below do the story telling! I guarentee it to be funny!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5YGc4zOqozo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5YGc4zOqozo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-6566523613467749942?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6566523613467749942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=6566523613467749942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6566523613467749942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6566523613467749942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/united-breaks-guitar.html' title='United Breaks Guitar'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-2766091097078172748</id><published>2009-07-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:05:36.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Labuk Bay</title><content type='html'>This morning woke up at about 9am and when brushing my teeth, house phone rang and Jon was on the phone. &lt;p&gt;Jon: Tung, flight lesson canceled oh, wanna go see monkeys?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tung: Har... (Still blur blur because just woke up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon: Come on la.. Me and Shiao Hong go oh.. Later after seeing monkeys, we go eat lunch then I send you both home cuz I got class at 2pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tung: Okay lo. (Still brushing teeth)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Jon arrived and we started our journey. First stop at a bakery, Shiao Hong and I just woke up, so I haven't taken our breakfast yet (unlike Jon). Bought some bread and ate on the way to Labuk Bay. Hell, that Jon drive like asking him to prove himself worthy to join Nascar Racing! Even can speed when driving on rocky road and the one sitting at the rear seat (which is me) was the most affected one. And as a blessing, Jon ran into a lot of cow dungs and as we got down from the car, phe--------yew!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the story will be guided with the pictures following.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3zS0uFhEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cxdBLG0U6i4/s1600-h/DSC05073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3zS0uFhEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cxdBLG0U6i4/s320/DSC05073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358706636355896386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3zBfOFR-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/g1maAxLTLgY/s1600-h/DSC05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3zBfOFR-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/g1maAxLTLgY/s320/DSC05072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358706338526742498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found out that we were the first three guests to arrive today, paid RM15 each. Went inside and all we saw was vast forests but no monkeys. The guy told us that feeding time is 11.30am and the time was 10.00am back then. So Jon suggested we drive around to waste some time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl33K8DHOsI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wrdZ2wUnHj4/s320/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358710898930694850" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was watching TV. They switched on the TV to let us kill time. Big deal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl34NH32k_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/-mRBf_YJtd8/s320/DSC05071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358712035976057842" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah Jon also bored...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl34jEnacUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Cyg_EuB6dQM/s320/DSC05076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358712413058920770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon just came back from visiting the unique toilet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl33WCRAocI/AAAAAAAAAHc/we9fvSVuyrI/s320/DSC05079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358711089578156482" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl34yrDijiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x5H-sKiHvZg/s320/DSC05078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358712681075478050" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jungle trekking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later at 11.30am sharp, the animals started to appear with the guidance of the strange sound made by the guy responsible of taking care of the chalet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl35ErCK7aI/AAAAAAAAAIE/AG4PWX1Kfk0/s320/DSC05080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358712990307380642" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first thing to appear was this horn bill. Followed by a lot of other wildlife..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl355pggj2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/jy-iLRCDE8E/s320/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358713900430823266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl36KpyXW8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ZaTmMFliiaI/s320/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358714192563493826" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl36TbnAmCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5h_sOeHIefA/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358714343376590882" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl38UZuiSVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Hh65-sZnvTk/s320/DSC00659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358716559074412882" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl38jjsshpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TDxLpsnvM7U/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358716819449087634" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl385tUps6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/upDz-ciKd6g/s320/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358717199989715874" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl39L84FcnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/crbnbnp59XM/s320/DSC05098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358717513402511986" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3-Cy8OMHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ea2mu4JEihQ/s320/DSC05099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358718455628312690" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3-Og22GwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sQn1BlXZBag/s320/DSC05100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358718656932354818" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2751029820050190091-2766091097078172748?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2766091097078172748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=2766091097078172748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2766091097078172748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2766091097078172748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit-to-labuk-bay.html' title='Visit to Labuk Bay'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sl3zS0uFhEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cxdBLG0U6i4/s72-c/DSC05073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4554125311050195036</id><published>2009-07-11T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:05:11.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt a Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey guys and girls, does getting a pet ever crosses your mind? If so, you can click on the link at the bottom right corner of my blog to a website in the name PetFinder. Here, you can see various kind of pets (eg: cats, dogs, etc) and every details of them. The pictures shown are only part of the lot. Go search for the type that suits you and you might be the one to bring it home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If possible, please help these poor homeless creatures and make them happy. These creatures have feelings of sad or happy just like you. So why don't you go and get one to let it enjoy its life just like yours. Be a member and go give those pets a place call "Home" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, sharing your joy is a blessing to the others. (Applicable to all living things) &lt;table border="'0'" width="'180'" cellpadding="'0'" bgcolor="'#888888'" cellspacing="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4554125311050195036?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4554125311050195036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4554125311050195036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4554125311050195036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4554125311050195036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/adopt-pet.html' title='Adopt a Pet'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-6802889801840606466</id><published>2009-06-06T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:03:08.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Turtle (Really!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As all of those G1's like to make fun of me as 'Save the Turtle' guy,so here it is! At the top right corner of my blog, there's the petition for you all to sign up and every signature counts to save the lives of turtles, seriously! So just click it, fill in your information and done! As easy as that! Don't be afraid of filling in your information as this organization can be trusted and it's worldwide! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sign up today and be part of the environment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-6802889801840606466?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6802889801840606466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=6802889801840606466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6802889801840606466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6802889801840606466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/save-turtle-really.html' title='Save The Turtle (Really!)'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-6372427018965186527</id><published>2009-06-03T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:49:45.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Tag Them ㊣</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kena tagged by Ryh a.k.a Day.... Those whose name are mentioned below should be responsible and continue tagging~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;- Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;- Aih.... Why driving teacher arrive so early one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo with ?&lt;br /&gt;- My grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;- Not at all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;- Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead ?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say ?&lt;br /&gt;- Ya meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking right now ?&lt;br /&gt;- Answers to all these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;- 10.46pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;- Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who text you ?&lt;br /&gt;- Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.TEN Lucky Person to do this quiz...&lt;br /&gt;1) Day&lt;br /&gt;2)Shiao Hong&lt;br /&gt;3)Big Bird&lt;br /&gt;4)Danny Ting&lt;br /&gt;5)Hojun&lt;br /&gt;6)Pei Wern&lt;br /&gt;7)Vinci&lt;br /&gt;8)Jo Ee&lt;br /&gt;9)Eric &lt;br /&gt;10)Ultrasound guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is no.2 having a relationship with ?&lt;br /&gt;- Tak tahu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is no.3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;- Male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.If no.7 and no.1 get together , would it be a good?&lt;br /&gt;- Hard to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is no.1 studying about ?&lt;br /&gt;- Foundation in Engineering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with them ?&lt;br /&gt;- Just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Is no.4 single ?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't think so~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about no.2 .&lt;br /&gt;- Gila Liverpool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about no.3 &amp;amp; no.6 being together ?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe no.9 .&lt;br /&gt;- Very active&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What will you do if no.6 and no.7 fight ?&lt;br /&gt;- Ask what  caused them to start fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup,a good friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-6372427018965186527?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6372427018965186527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=6372427018965186527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6372427018965186527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/6372427018965186527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-tag-them.html' title='Lets Tag Them ㊣'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-1244726809542813415</id><published>2009-05-11T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:04:43.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A short-term good friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peng Han, at first when you changed into G1 I thought that you're not a friendly person. Those cool looks on the first few days were so discouraging for me to approach. But then as we slowly know each other, I found out that you make a very good pal. Soon, we always go for lunch break together along with Jeremy,Yi Xian and Han Hwa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We would joke about everything we saw on the way to 'Market' and also what happened in class. You always have that 'lan c' way of yours to joke around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In college, we would do something 'fun' together all the time. Only those few will know what I meant. During lab classes, you would always take my labcoat instead of your own then give a reason by saying that "Both also labcoats la". I didn't mind at all and let you use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I sit beside you during classes, you would disturb me by doing anything you can to annoy me (I know you're smarter than me also no need to kacau me la).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your "Nike" bottle is your favourite weapons to annoy us anytime anywhere. *squish and we will hit you with anything in the hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You always claim that you are diploma in piano which until now I still don't believe at all as you promised to prove to me but now might be impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You told me that your house has karaoke and promised to invite me over once you are home alone but now you're leaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The time we went ice-skating at Sunway Pyramid, you told me that we will go out like that again some other days to shop or whatever but no chance now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You even promised that we will watch late football matches together someday after the mid-term exam but no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You also never let me hold your cellphone as your said there are alot of P&amp;amp;C stuffs. All I know are those pictures of your pet dogs at the vet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the recent weeks, we would sing together in class. Those Westlife songs, Backstreet Boys' songs and some other old songs. There was once you were singing in Bio lab right beside me and then got called by Ms Param to answer a question, you were startled as it was so sudden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every tests you got higher marks than me. Do you remember my promise? I said that I will at least get higher marks than you in one paper and with the slogan "You wait, you'll see". But now, how can I fulfil my promise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you still remember that all your Malaysian studies notes are still with me and you always told me to bring to college to return them to you but ended up forgetting about it. When will I able to return them to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I have to end here now as I have class tomorrow which you used to go too. On Thursday, I was very confident that you will get JPA and stay for another week, so I was looking forward to see you on Monday as you were absent on Friday which I thought you were just being lazy. But now your decision is so sudden that I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye properly with you. The last word that I heard from you from in person is that on Thursday you said goodbye to me but I never expected that to be our last goodbye in person. Although we met only for a few months, our hang-out time was really fun. I was really sad that you're leaving and thanks for being a good friend of mine! We will miss you LOTS!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It will years till we meet again or maybe forever... Farewell, Peng Han.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-1244726809542813415?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1244726809542813415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=1244726809542813415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/1244726809542813415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/1244726809542813415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-term-good-friend.html' title='A short-term good friend'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-7467036303359031551</id><published>2009-05-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:03:23.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My parents are the person that I loved the most on the planet and this post is titled 'My Mom' in conjunction with Mother's Day! So this post will be all about my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom is my first teacher. She taught me all the basics of life (walking,talking,etc). She is very determined to bring me up well-educated. During my primary school days, she would bring back some Maths questions which she typed from her workplace (bank). Well, I hated the questions and would disobey her by not finishing them and ended up got scolded. Weeks before my UPSR exam, she had to drag me to study and she would sit beside me to guide me and ensure that I really learn.The night before UPSR, I was unable to sleep and she had to accompany me the whole night. I'm sure she did not has enough rest that night and had to go to work the next day. Well, with her guidance I got straight A's for UPSR. She brought me to SM Sung Siew to register me for a place there. SM Sung Siew is the best school in Sandakan, so she knew what was best for me. During PMR, she was hoping me to score but I failed to do so which was a disappointment for her. But then I still managed to get into Science class. My SPM result was not really good for me and I think that she was kinda disappointed as well. I am currently in Taylors now and hope to score well to make up all her disappointments back then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom took care of me during my ill times. Whenever I got a fever, she would take care of me by giving me medications. There was once when I had a real bad gastric in the middle of the night where my dad made me a cup of Milo but did not cure. So they were sending me to the hospital in the midst of the night but halfway there, I felt better and then turned back to our house. The reason was that I didn't have my dinner that day as I didn't like the dishes my mom cooked that night and told her that I was not hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From long ago I knew that without my mom, I will not be who I am today. I know that I can never repay all that you had done for me, so I will do my best to make you the happiest mom in the world! I regret commenting that your dishes are not good back then especially when I am here in KL (food sucks here,SERIOUSLY). Mom, thank you very much for taking care of me, educating me and MOST OF ALL.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;being my mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From your 2 obedient sons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-7467036303359031551?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7467036303359031551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=7467036303359031551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7467036303359031551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7467036303359031551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4064758344854014545</id><published>2009-05-09T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:27:48.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mr Colin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mr Colin! In case any of you do not know who Mr Colin is, he is my English tutor since Form 1. He is from Pakistan but settled in Malaysia during the 70's/80's. He is a retired teacher. He started an English tuition class at his home in Sandakan. His tuition class was extremely funny! He always jokes around while teaching and best of all, giving all sorts of silly nicknames for his students. That is how I earned my nicknames 'Santa Claus' and 'St Nicholas'. During his tuition class, one never gets sleepy or bored as he knows how to light up the atmosphere (except for a few). His favourite drink is his beloved tea or 'cha' (that's how he and the Chinese refers to tea). His students and ex-students would always buy various types of tea from their vacation anywhere in the world and he collected them. He might not be as popular as other English tutors in Sandakan but I think he is the best among all (seriously). Meet up with him if you got the chance to. Thank you Mr Colin for improving my English tremendously and being my tuition teacher! You are the best English tuition teacher I ever had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man... I bet there will be red pen markings all over if he reads this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4064758344854014545?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4064758344854014545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4064758344854014545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4064758344854014545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4064758344854014545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mr-colin.html' title='Happy Birthday Mr Colin'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-3909857615486078788</id><published>2009-05-06T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:04:31.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea and Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight is the show-down between Chelsea and Barcelona at Stamford Bridge (which is an advantage to Chelsea). The winner will find itself facing the Red Devils (best football club in the world) in the final at Rome! Chelsea might find themselves having the advantage of tonight's match as they are home and managed to prevent Barcelona from scoring any goals at Camp Nou. So who will be booking their tickets to Rome to face the Devils? Stay awake tonight to find out more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGI9jSUXdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ssrtQLh8Ac0/s1600-h/0,,10268~3206161,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGI9jSUXdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ssrtQLh8Ac0/s320/0,,10268~3206161,00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332694024808848850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                    VS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGI4pZhdYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nUSX3-WiSDc/s1600-h/SML_barcelona-football-club-badge-fc-barcelona-poster.jpg"&gt;              &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGI4pZhdYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nUSX3-WiSDc/s320/SML_barcelona-football-club-badge-fc-barcelona-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693940550333826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barcelona sure win la... With the 3 men shown in the pictures below, Chelsea doesn't even stand a chance against them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIxZYntZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/P4humr2PQKs/s1600-h/Lionel_Messi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIxZYntZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/P4humr2PQKs/s320/Lionel_Messi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693815992497554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIjsrthxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h5795yqnE_8/s1600-h/samuel-etoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIjsrthxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h5795yqnE_8/s320/samuel-etoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693580654675730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samuel Eto'o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIftA8SSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5LDxZOWpUew/s1600-h/Thierry+Henry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGIftA8SSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5LDxZOWpUew/s320/Thierry+Henry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693512024246562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thierry Henry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-3909857615486078788?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3909857615486078788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=3909857615486078788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3909857615486078788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3909857615486078788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/chelsea-and-barcelona.html' title='Chelsea and Barcelona'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SgGI9jSUXdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ssrtQLh8Ac0/s72-c/0,,10268~3206161,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4072700679542600051</id><published>2009-05-02T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:55:14.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Fav Football Player</title><content type='html'> &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHi8wOr3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/OENVzm5pak0/s1600-h/manchester_united_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHi8wOr3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/OENVzm5pak0/s320/manchester_united_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331144355905187698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay.... I am a Manchester United super fan and I am very loyal to them. Even on Wednesday, I purposely stayed awake to watch their UEFA semi-final match against Arsenal in Old Trafford at 2.30am (very very sleepy the next day). So... You should be thinking that my current favourite player is a ManU player right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It could be this tall guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHeCyf1FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vG7CqmjZMFU/s1600-h/edwinvandersar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHeCyf1FI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vG7CqmjZMFU/s320/edwinvandersar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331144271625966674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..or Chee Fong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwJm0tiyRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cbI0KqQib2Q/s320/vidic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331146621489170706" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..or this macho-man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHQaPyLoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0gpOk9pIM4w/s1600-h/cristiano_ronaldo_football_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHQaPyLoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0gpOk9pIM4w/s320/cristiano_ronaldo_football_hero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331144037404651138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..or this bad-tempered kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHDcuZMNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/58Lm4I_6kgg/s1600-h/rooneyroar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHDcuZMNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/58Lm4I_6kgg/s320/rooneyroar1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331143814731608274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..or this Bulgarian striker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwG43v9jzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jfrxeckGAsA/s1600-h/dimitar_berbatov13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwG43v9jzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/jfrxeckGAsA/s320/dimitar_berbatov13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331143633007382322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..or maybe even this baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwGzpJmQgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dEQ5nY5mqvE/s1600-h/Carlos-Tevez-Manchester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwGzpJmQgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dEQ5nY5mqvE/s320/Carlos-Tevez-Manchester.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331143543189029378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but....................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..it ended up as this cute guy which is FROM ARSENAL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwGtX2w5CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dT-gXRD1Axw/s1600-h/West%2BBromwich%2BAlbion%2Bv%2BArsenal%2BPremier%2BLeague%2B9BoBGPswV85l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwGtX2w5CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dT-gXRD1Axw/s320/West%2BBromwich%2BAlbion%2Bv%2BArsenal%2BPremier%2BLeague%2B9BoBGPswV85l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331143435467416610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Terribly sorry to all my fellow ManU fans out there..  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4072700679542600051?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4072700679542600051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4072700679542600051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4072700679542600051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4072700679542600051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-fav-football-player.html' title='Current Fav Football Player'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfwHi8wOr3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/OENVzm5pak0/s72-c/manchester_united_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4367082962660363985</id><published>2009-05-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:13:37.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th Birthday, Adam!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfnMa2LSxnI/AAAAAAAAADk/EoA3wwDxC1c/s1600-h/P1000733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfnMa2LSxnI/AAAAAAAAADk/EoA3wwDxC1c/s320/P1000733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330516395561240178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is the first of May which is Labour's Day and so is my younger brother's birthday! He used to say that the whole world make this particular day a public holiday just because to celebrate his birthday! We would then laugh our heads off! LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year is the first year I cannot celebrate his birthday with him and this is really sad.... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adam, I wish you a happy birthday and people around the world are celebrating the day with you too! Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4367082962660363985?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4367082962660363985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4367082962660363985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4367082962660363985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4367082962660363985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-15th-birthday-adam.html' title='Happy 15th Birthday, Adam!!!'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SfnMa2LSxnI/AAAAAAAAADk/EoA3wwDxC1c/s72-c/P1000733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4618968411727385941</id><published>2009-04-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:37:06.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a tough decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today after school,went to library to do skimming and scanning (with Peng Han and Yi Xian). Floor was very very slippery that Peng Han almost fell. Went into library and saw a very rare animal which hardly can be seen wandering around. Too bad,Peng Han and Yi Xian were rushing me to go buy peanut butter-chocolate waffle. It was the toughest decision to make at that time as I wanted to befriend the near-extinct animal but then my friends will say that I ditch them. So, I went to buy the so-called ultra delicious peanut butter-chocolate waffle. Not bad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Done eating,went home to put down my things and ran back to school. Too bad,the rare animal was nowhere to be seen. Walked home sadly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moral of the story : When making decision, please choose what is more important. Don't choose something that can be bought anytime and give up the chance of seeing something which comes once in a lifetime. Example:Choosing to eat peanut butter-chocolate waffle rather than seeing a protected species. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, the waffle was really good. Thanks to the aunty who makes waffles at AC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4618968411727385941?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4618968411727385941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4618968411727385941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4618968411727385941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4618968411727385941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/making-tough-decision.html' title='Making a tough decision'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-2101403992152871599</id><published>2009-03-30T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:39:09.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Real Truths About Me</title><content type='html'>001. Real name → Nicholas Lee&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s)→ Nick, Nicolai, Santa Claus, Bumi&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac sign → Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;005. Male or female → Male&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary → St. Monica Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School → St. Monica &lt;br /&gt;008. High School →SM Sung Siew (Best in Sandakan  and maybe  in Sabah too)&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair color → Black&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short → Short&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet → Quiet&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera → Phone with camera&lt;br /&gt;015. Health freak → As healthy as ever&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke? → Do not smoke but drink (Plain water, soft drinks, etc)&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone?→ Yes and I'm not telling who~&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink → Both&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings → Not a chance&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos → Not interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing → I said no la...&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush → Not telling~&lt;br /&gt;027. First pet → Jiji and Bobo (I miss them.. T_T)&lt;br /&gt;030. First big birthday --&gt; My first birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating → Mix nuts&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking → Sky juice&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to → Do my ESL Draft&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to → Ragnarok Online - Not So Far Away&lt;br /&gt;054. Plans for today → Do ESL Draft, do Math homework, do revision for other subjects&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for → A girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids? → Probably yes&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married? → I think so&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in mind → Hope to be a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or eyes → Eyes. I need my eyes to see a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or taller? → Shorter, cause I'm not tall&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or spontaneous → Romantic&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms → Stomach. Imagine having sexy pair of arms but a bloated                                                                      stomach like Boomer in L4D. Ew...&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or loud → Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or relationship → Both&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble maker or hesitant →Hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts → Never&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home → Never appeared on my mind &lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense → No&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody → Yea,ants, mosquitoes,roaches,etc...&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart → Never&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died → Yes&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself → What the??&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles → Sometimes but cannot recall them..&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight → Yea,few times&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven → No idea&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus → I'm Santa Claus what...&lt;br /&gt;094. Sex on the first date → Still sticking to Virgin Airline&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss on the first date → Never been on a date.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now → Honestly, yes!!&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life → I'm always glad with what I have &lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → Partially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 30 people→ On my way~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagged 30 people : Day, Peng Han, Han Hwa, Siva, Bird, Gab, Kevin Liaw, Zi Yih, Chee Wing, Sharlene, Shiao Hong, Hojun, Jun Xian, Tze Hong, Daniel, Shawn, Khee Zhao, Agnes, Eric Nik, Eric Chung, Lj, Alvin Chang, Jeremy, Bin, Danny, Doraemon, Yi Xian, Vinci, Pooi Ling, Rikco and Vernon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-2101403992152871599?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2101403992152871599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=2101403992152871599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2101403992152871599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2101403992152871599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-real-truths-about-me.html' title='100 Real Truths About Me'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-8915233278562361743</id><published>2009-03-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:03:46.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G1 Boys Group Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These two are pictures of the boys in my class. (Except for Alwyn and CK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sc29RQMRwZI/AAAAAAAAADc/iEt5_-5fPqw/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sc29RQMRwZI/AAAAAAAAADc/iEt5_-5fPqw/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318114839096312210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are these fools looking at??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sc29DDLAg4I/AAAAAAAAADU/RRo-hzCUVdY/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sc29DDLAg4I/AAAAAAAAADU/RRo-hzCUVdY/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318114595083158402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siva, where you're looking at???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-8915233278562361743?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8915233278562361743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=8915233278562361743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8915233278562361743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/8915233278562361743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/g1-boys-group-photo.html' title='G1 Boys Group Photo'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sc29RQMRwZI/AAAAAAAAADc/iEt5_-5fPqw/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4157524223537102184</id><published>2009-03-27T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:05:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marker Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bought a new blue whiteboard marker recently for my own use but today, it was put to great use! Khee Zhao took my marker pen and wrote all sort of stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sczo8DZAIKI/AAAAAAAAADE/Afvun5daBdc/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sczo8DZAIKI/AAAAAAAAADE/Afvun5daBdc/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881378417680546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Khee Zhao starting his evil plot behind us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sczo1Z4-69I/AAAAAAAAAC8/fVChevvbbCo/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sczo1Z4-69I/AAAAAAAAAC8/fVChevvbbCo/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881264198314962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peng Han as the "Bullshit King"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczossJHsFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oUNhiy2UTnE/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczossJHsFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/oUNhiy2UTnE/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881114479013970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me as "Bumi Putera" (Prince of the Soil)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczolaE8f-I/AAAAAAAAACs/T0MATZi46lQ/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczolaE8f-I/AAAAAAAAACs/T0MATZi46lQ/s320/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317880989370580962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And best of all, Han Hwa in the Pornstar Director Seat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, Peng Han took over the marker and wrote these :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczocCBt54I/AAAAAAAAACk/4-Hw7kvpKC0/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczocCBt54I/AAAAAAAAACk/4-Hw7kvpKC0/s320/DSC00604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317880828295767938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicholas love David Arch^%#^&amp;amp;#@! (Who on Earth is that anyway??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczoVnMycrI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zv3xDh0T1ts/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczoVnMycrI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zv3xDh0T1ts/s320/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317880718015230642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy love (you-know-who)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczoBDkLRQI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ni-mdkvDWKU/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczoBDkLRQI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ni-mdkvDWKU/s320/DSC00605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317880364852266242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Han Hwa, why didn't share the ChipsMore with me?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class ended after that. On the way back, saw Garfield.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczmJ0VvVNI/AAAAAAAAACE/1IYsOoI-aaY/s320/DSC00610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317878316360750290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking at me with those frowning eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczmUdKftuI/AAAAAAAAACM/ipVl5LVeHJw/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SczmUdKftuI/AAAAAAAAACM/ipVl5LVeHJw/s320/DSC00611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317878499118135010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look away, must be something more attractive than me. Lol!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-4157524223537102184?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4157524223537102184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4157524223537102184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4157524223537102184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4157524223537102184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/marker-spree.html' title='Marker Spree'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sczo8DZAIKI/AAAAAAAAADE/Afvun5daBdc/s72-c/DSC00608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-2153971728442644375</id><published>2009-03-26T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:19:03.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder 'Why'..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lot of homeworks and assignments going to due soon. English presentation need to wear like James Bond (or the Transporter), where the hell am I going to find those suits?!!!  But then, might be going to Genting with classmates next week. Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have to catch up with lectures, a bit left behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wondering why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why? Cuz the sky is so high the bird shit in your eye then you marry in July then you die and your coffin made of dawai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chill la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-2153971728442644375?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2153971728442644375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=2153971728442644375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2153971728442644375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/2153971728442644375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wonder-why.html' title='I wonder &apos;Why&apos;..'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-3307931350721757145</id><published>2009-03-25T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:22:53.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sco8TjhqsjI/AAAAAAAAABE/UVTC6Nuj4c4/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sco8TjhqsjI/AAAAAAAAABE/UVTC6Nuj4c4/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317128616715924018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sco6h6W5w0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZdE2y_9g1uo/s1600-h/EarthHourLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sco6h6W5w0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZdE2y_9g1uo/s320/EarthHourLogo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317126664339702594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear family and friends, this Saturday (28th of March 2009) will be the annual grand event, The Earth Hour organized by &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/home/"&gt;"Earth Hour"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; along with &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwf.org.my/"&gt;"WWF"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . On this particular day, millions of people around the globe will unite for one hour and switch off their lights to show that they care about our living planet.  62 countries including Malaysia (first-timer) have committed to participate in this memorable event. Even our Prime Minister, Dato' Seri Abdullah bin Ahmad Badawi has given his support towards the participation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The campaign hopes to gain support from more than one billion people in 1000 over cities, persuading individuals and governments to switch off their light in that one hour. The cities which are committed to this campaign includes Los Angeles, Las Vegas, London, Hong Kong, Sydney, Manila, Rome, Singapore, Istanbul, Mexico City, Dubai, Copenhagen and more. Even World Heritage Sites and The Seven Wonders of the World are taking part in this event. The Great Pyramids of Giza (Egypt) are going to switch off their lights, Acropolis (Athens) are casting their votes by switching off all lights, The Empire State Building (US), The Big Ben (London), Petronas Twin Tower are also joining the list of marvels in taking part The Earth Hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Year 2009 is a crucial year in terms of political decisions that will be made at global climate negotiations which will be held in December 2009. Earth Hour aims to represent the voice of the people around the world for meaningful policy on climate change as the outcome of the negotiations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a conclusion, I beg each and every of you to switch off your lights (electrical appliances, if possible) from 8.30pm to 9.30pm on the 28th of March 2009 (this coming Saturday, from the date this post was posted). With everyone switching off their light and electrical appliances, a large sum of money and electricity can be saved. One individual can make a little difference but all of us can make a huge difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So please cast your vote for Earth Hour 2009 and for the sake of the Earth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your light switch is your vote!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p.s: For gamers, please switch off your computers (I mean shut down, not hibernate or sleep                    mode). For desktop computers, they use up twice the electricity of your refrigerator and PS3            uses up 3 times the electricity of your washing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-3307931350721757145?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3307931350721757145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=3307931350721757145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3307931350721757145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/3307931350721757145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/Sco8TjhqsjI/AAAAAAAAABE/UVTC6Nuj4c4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-7748742762757782147</id><published>2009-03-25T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:41:41.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Where Everything Is Not Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, the weather is soooo hot today that I wished I was born in Alaska!  Next is the LAN project, we decided to do it after school today. Put our things down at a Malay restaurant (disturbing people do business) and proceeded with doing the project. Done taking the first video and all of us stuffed in Ker Han's car to find parking. Unfortunately it was peak hour and cars were everything! How I wish I'm back in Sandakan where the amount of cars are like less than a quarter of the cars here. Jeremy passed his 2nd driving test and was so LC...  When we're back in college, Ker Han found out that he lost his bag and we searched everywhere to find it. End up founding at a wooden bench around Old Town. Aih, have to walk around under the blazing sun was like in hell!! Khee Zhao, Choo Teong and I was like retarded as the result from the hot sun. Housemates called and told me to go Post Office to pay Streamyx bill.. Have to walk under the sun again.. On the way back bought Sundae Cone from McD,melted on the way back.. T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Came home. Nap... I bet Danny is doing the same thing on the floor above. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-7748742762757782147?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7748742762757782147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=7748742762757782147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7748742762757782147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/7748742762757782147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-where-everything-is-not-right.html' title='A Day Where Everything Is Not Right'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-697850745536537893</id><published>2009-03-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:45:14.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.F.F (Fast Food Frenzy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fu-Yoh!! Today's lunch McD again!! What to do, classmates insist of going there to eat. Now I'm really sick of fast food, just by thinking of them makes me sick! Well, the main reason that McD is so popular is because of the McValue Lunch which is so worthly or should I say money-stretching (only do this with the plastic RM5). With only RM6.25, you can get one of the 4 varieties of burgers plus a regular soda and a regular fries. By adding another RM1.20, you can get the soda and fries in large. We college students need to save money, so we'll buy things that are worth their prices (we're not cheap) and always looking out for free stuffs (eg:the Nescafe van giving out free drinks at college last Thursday which ALOT of students chiong). Today, there's a truck in front of Asia Cafe(AC) giving out free F&amp;amp;N canned drinks. A cute promotion girl handed me a can of drink and then took a photo with me (DAMN I'M LUCKY)! Jeremy who was beside me was so jealous,haha!!! (In your face, Jeremy!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is the day where the new timetable takes effect and damn the person who arranged it. Every Tuesday, we have to go back at 4pm instead of the usual 3pm. The first period was Biology and we did a practical assestment at the Bio Lab (and I know I did terribly). Hell that was one S-L-O-W hour~ After that is an hour break where most of us went to the library to study for the Physics test 2 hours later. Did some revision there but joked around as well (thanks to Siva). Math class was as dull as usual. We begged Ms Soh to give us some time to do Physics revision and she said "Sure, 2 minutes". Apparently, she gave us 20 minutes to do our revision. The clock shows 11.55am and it's time for our test! Moved to the next class but was occupied, so we wasted some time looking for an empty classroom. While some of us were standing outside the corridor, we saw Ms Banu walking into the college compound holding a fancy umbrella as it was raining. Told Ms Tan to postpone the test but she insist to do it today and fortunately, it's not as difficult as it sounded. Following was ESL class and had presentation from Khye Yuh's group and Chee Fong's group(where Jeremy's slide kena commented 'kaw-kaw'). Then Pooi Ling showed us their LAN video which can be reached at [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nF38pbkYQ7c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;]. It's really funny and well done, so please watch it if you're interested. It's based on 'Puteri Gunung Ledang' but modern version, so please leave some comments. Starring Yi Xian, Pooi Ling, Raifana, Esther, Sharlene, Agnes, Vinci and Danny. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to our LAN class reluctantly as we heard rumours that our LAN teacher was absent and sadly, he wasn't (all thanks to Jeremy again). Sat at the most behind part of LT5 with Eric, Choo Teong, Chee Fong, Jeremy, Ker Han and Khee Zhao. Laughed loudly as Choo Teong played the recording of Chee Keen's laugh which is notoriously funny! Played with funny ringtones while groups of students are showing their LAN videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After LAN finished at 3pm, it was Chemistry which is the last class (poor old Mr Yap KL had to stay back with us). Before Mr Yap entered the class, everyone was fooling around inside and outside the classroom. Chinese insulting Indian and vice versa. And there were also some acrobatic shows from Vinci and Pooi Ling. Mr Yap, as usual, was 5 minutes late and took attendance immediately. 5 were supposed to be absent today [3 with permission (went to hospital) and 2 were without permission (Xinyu and Lynn=M.I.A)] but it turned out to be 6 absentees when we counted. Found out and told teacher that Jeremy ponteng class (actually he went to fail his driving test). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home at four and took a "short" nap until 15 minutes to seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-697850745536537893?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/697850745536537893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=697850745536537893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/697850745536537893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/697850745536537893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/fff-fast-food-frenzy.html' title='F.F.F (Fast Food Frenzy)'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-5948026707953440255</id><published>2009-03-23T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:25:59.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Aih.. Today is a day where nothing goes well. This morning supposed to wake up at 7am although Mondays' class starts at 9am. Planned to wake up early to do the Biology Human Awareness Essay stuffs. Assigned to look for 5 sources for our title, I only managed to look for 4 last night which caused me to sleep at 2am. That's why I was unable to wake up and Hong have to wake up earlier than usual because of me.        Sorry Hong!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up at 8.35am and thought 'Hell! I'm gonna be late for class!'. Immediately showered, got dressed and ran to school. Luckily made it just in time and classmates still waiting outside of C22. Panicked as I didn't print out my Human Awareness Essay sources and to make matter worse, I haven't annotate them. ARGH!!! Going nuts early in the morning!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First class is English. Today's the powerpoint presentation of the animals she assigned us in groups last week. My group did well,though. After that, she called us one by one to comment on our Detailed Outline and she said mine was good! At least something to cheer me up a bit. Ran to library immediately eventhough teacher is still in class to look for my final source for the Biology Human Awareness Essay but time didn't allow. When I found a book(which was irrelevant to my topic), I look at my watch and damn it was 10.07am. Ms Soh's so gonna be mad. Borrowed the book and rushed back to class. Luckily Ms Soh was in a good mood today (I think) and she didn't scold us. Listened attentively in class while Siva was doing his ESL stuffs beside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next is Chemistry class where Mr Yap is always 1-5 minutes late. As funny as usual, he's taught us 'Esters' today with jokes included. His class never fails to entertain students. Ajak him to go to McDonald for lunch but he said 'Last week already ate twice, no thanks'. Then the tense moment came, Jeremy and I ran to the library(again) to do our Biology stuffs. He managed to complete his but NOT ME!! When it was 12.35pm, Han Hwa and Jeremy said they're terribly hungry( so am I) and we went to McD. Knowing that we don't have sufficient time to eat, we was like ate everything in less than 10 minutes and have to run back to school or else our Bio teacher will 'parang' us... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did practical work today in the Bio lab and passed up my sources along with the annotation(which I did 'cincaily' cause no time). Nagged the whole class especially the boys AGAIN for not doing the detailed outline eventhough she was the one who said it was not compulsory. Then, further nagged us for not bringing our pink Human Awareness manila file WHICH SHE NEVER TOLD US TO BRING! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When time was up, moved to Lecture Theater 5(LT5) for the Physics talk from a professor who came all the way from University of Canterbury. When we reached LT5, we found out that the talk is supposed to be somewhere else and no one knows where it is. Khye Yuh, Siva and I went to the toilet and got separated from the group and we had to contact KJ to ask for the location. The talk was quite interesting(friendly professor Richard Duke). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to 7-Eleven to buy an ice cream to cool down and met Khee Zhao and Chee Fong in front of the handphone shop. Chee Fong wanted to go KFC but Khee Zhao unable to go, so I terpaksa accompany Chee Fong to go as he said that he got vouchers for free meal (Actually not 'terpaksa' at all). Wow.. 2 fast food meal in one day, I'm going crazy if this goes on. Bought some fruits and went home to start writing this post which costed me an hour of napping time. T_T  Better take my nap now~ Zzz....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751029820050190091-5948026707953440255?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5948026707953440255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=5948026707953440255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/5948026707953440255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/5948026707953440255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/stressful-day.html' title='Stressful Day'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751029820050190091.post-4275459812361712124</id><published>2008-10-11T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:29:40.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torturing week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is the second week of the trial SPM exam week. Luckily today is Saturday and no school for me but yes for those who took account,haha... Well, haven't touched a book today and I bet this is not going to be good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my Sejarah Paper 1, I tried to get the objective answer sheet from Gabriel but unluckily the teacher was suspicious of our movements and in the end, I had to answer the objectives based on common sense (I bet the amount of correct answer will just be 23 or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, answering the English composition was going to be easy for me but unfortunately Gane suddenly appeared and told us all boys to stop writing. We had to stand outside to get scolded when some of us are innocent. That wasted about 15 minutes,what a sum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go back into study now. Good luck to all my friends and animals in your exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2751029820050190091-4275459812361712124?l=nicholasstlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4275459812361712124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751029820050190091&amp;postID=4275459812361712124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4275459812361712124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751029820050190091/posts/default/4275459812361712124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicholasstlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/torturing-week.html' title='Torturing week...'/><author><name>Nicholas/Ah Tung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233152624931778396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msUtH5CDF84/SwElRM-bA1I/AAAAAAAAALs/S0vA_a217Ts/S220/P1020867.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
