<?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-5109878104832408083</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:03:29.553Z</updated><category term='A piece of my mind'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Chef of the Day'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='A fraction of my life'/><category term='It&apos;s just me'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Just For Fun'/><category term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Just Joon Jiet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.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-5109878104832408083.post-5437655617454655863</id><published>2009-03-28T12:16:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:42:10.233Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&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/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-5437655617454655863?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/5437655617454655863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=5437655617454655863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/5437655617454655863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/5437655617454655863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-7132945141892979558</id><published>2009-01-27T17:39:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:28:02.291+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's the first day of Chinese New Year and I'm having my first class as a university student. This would be the first time in my life where I wouldn't be celebrating my Chinese New Year with my family. There's first time in everything right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got to meet my classmates for the first time and to my surprise, there's only 4 of us. Only 4 people in the whole course to be exact. Sad? Hopefully not. Since it's the first day of class, it's more towards the introduction part so nothing much actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Came back to the flat in the evening. And made myself a fish and chips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324337031354280514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SePYUgpUakI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cySXUQYIbkg/s320/Photo-0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone Happy Chinese New Year and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gong Xi Fatt Chai!!&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/5109878104832408083-7132945141892979558?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7132945141892979558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=7132945141892979558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7132945141892979558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7132945141892979558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SePYUgpUakI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cySXUQYIbkg/s72-c/Photo-0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-7420662410745286407</id><published>2009-01-26T09:37:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:48:08.997Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This would be the first time in my life where I'm going to have a Reunion Dinner by myself. Not really that sad though cos kinda busy settling down here so I didn't really feel lonely. Besides, my flat mates are cool and friendly. A German dude and 2 locals Brits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway since it's 'Reunion Day', I thought of cooking something special for myself; to reward myself for not having any problems adapting myself into the new enviroment and for, of course, Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my masterpiece for today's dinner is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305306716401550866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SaA8WY-bxhI/AAAAAAAAATg/fVTcfHYDFY8/s320/Photo-0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Barbeque chicken with baked beans and spaghetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The black thingy covering the chicken is actually barbeque sauce with some onions and mushrooms. Well, it got a bit burned but not really that serious though as it is still edible. But hey, it is still satisfying. Smells good and tastes fastastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-7420662410745286407?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7420662410745286407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=7420662410745286407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7420662410745286407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7420662410745286407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion-dinner.html' title='Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SaA8WY-bxhI/AAAAAAAAATg/fVTcfHYDFY8/s72-c/Photo-0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-6030264637718259494</id><published>2009-01-24T09:35:00.021Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:51:31.863Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef of the Day'/><title type='text'>Finally, A Proper Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After 2 days of feeding myself with bread and burgers, I finally had a proper meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went shopping in Morrisons and bought all the groceries that I needed. Morrisons is kinda like Giant back home in Malaysia so practically most of the things are quite cheap compare to the other supermarkets such as Tesco or Asda. Not only that, even the colour and the logo of the supermarket are almost the same. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304652885156383346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SZ3psZx_SnI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sV5UpW-aX4Q/s320/111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See, they do look alike huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, I finally could cook some proper meal for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And my first ever proper meal in Leeds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304653452026013906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SZ3qNZiPaNI/AAAAAAAAATA/l7hbYjvE5Os/s320/Photo-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fried Rice with broccoli and fillet sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: There's actually one more post before this. But due to techinical problems, I'll only be able to post them up later. Kindly wait for further instruction on when it will be posted up. Sorry for the inconvinient caused. You can now proceed to further readings.&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/5109878104832408083-6030264637718259494?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/6030264637718259494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=6030264637718259494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/6030264637718259494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/6030264637718259494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-proper-food.html' title='Finally, A Proper Food'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SZ3psZx_SnI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sV5UpW-aX4Q/s72-c/111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-3804277521649105655</id><published>2009-01-20T08:06:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:32:15.369Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>My next step.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has finally arrive and I'm going to another phase of my life. Whether I like it or not; whether I want it or not; whether I yearn it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a natural process for us, as a human beings, to go through different transition in life. It's the only way for us to grow and mature into a person where we able to self regulate, able to rational, able to rely on and finally having a breadth of mind, or in other words, for us to mature into an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not against the transition that I'm currently experiencing but I just feel that the pace of it is rather fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster than Ursain Bolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quicker than The Flash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm amased by the pace of my life. From high school to college then to Penang, back to college, graduate, then to ZEN, and now in Leeds. I did not even have sufficient time to catch my breath and there I'm, going through another chapter of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could make the time stop and let me fully enjoy my college life before making my next step. Wish is all I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be quite naive in this issue but I definitely feel that it's how other people around my age will generally feel. Time is moving whether we are prepared or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take this opportnity to wish all my friends good luck and all the best in everything that you do, whether you are furthering your studies or working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Gonna miss everyone back in Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-3804277521649105655?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3804277521649105655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=3804277521649105655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3804277521649105655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3804277521649105655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-next-step.html' title='My next step.'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-8925296589819405538</id><published>2009-01-11T17:59:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:46:42.835Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>Shane Mercado - Single Guys (Put on A Bikini and Dance)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just a video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ipua3OWhSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ipua3OWhSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-8925296589819405538?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8925296589819405538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=8925296589819405538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8925296589819405538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8925296589819405538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/shane-mercado-single-guys-put-on-bikini.html' title='Shane Mercado - Single Guys (Put on A Bikini and Dance)'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-8366258852067524527</id><published>2009-01-01T18:18:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:57:37.867Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>There goes 2008 and here comes 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, here it is. 2009 is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2008 was rather an eventful year one for me. Having gone to Penang for my internship, then studying for my final semester, graduated and finally working for the last 4 months. It all finally came to an end with a blink of an eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Or rather, very fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A new year is finally here and I will take everything spontaneously like I always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No new year resolutions . Just hope that everything will be smooth in everything that I done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cheers everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290100644178550466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWo2gfpT3sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sYnQUmZ-qak/s320/2009.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-8366258852067524527?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8366258852067524527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=8366258852067524527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8366258852067524527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8366258852067524527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-goes-2008-and-here-comes-2009.html' title='There goes 2008 and here comes 2009'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWo2gfpT3sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/sYnQUmZ-qak/s72-c/2009.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-9167825439082658664</id><published>2008-12-03T06:16:00.036Z</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:55:54.144Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s just me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Retro Cartoons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cartoons have been a part of our lives ever since we were a child. Practically, all of us grows up watching cartoons. Well, at least that's what a child does if they are going through a normal childhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As a child, we always got ourselves fascinated by the moving motion pictures and also by the things that the cartoon characters could do, most, which could not possibly be done by a human being. Not only that, having an immature brain tends to make us to fantasize and get ourselves indulge into the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having watched Ben 10 recently (&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;just happened to watch&lt;/em&gt;), I found it as rather not intruguing as it is claimed despite the recent hype. I mean, kids are going crazy with this Ben 10 thingy and for me it's just like any other ordinary cartoon, nothing to be excited about. Maybe it's because of my age and cartoons no longer excites me, besides anime. However, it did makes me think about all the cartoons that I used to watch as a child and honestly, cartoons those days were way much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Therefore I came up with a list of 5 cartoons that I used to worshipped and until today, I'm still a fan of these cartoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baja Hitam a.k.a Kamen Raider Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not Black Fertilizer. Baja Hitam is the Malay translated name for Kamen Rider Black, the 8th installment of the Kamen Rider or Masked Rider series. This show truly is a classic and the most popular Kamen Rider series ever. It basically kickstarted the Kamen Rider or Masked Rider frenzy, not only in Malaysia, but also in other continents. I love this series very much. I mean, what's more cooler than having a hero that looks like a &lt;em&gt;belalang&lt;/em&gt; in a supercool black outfit with a fancy belt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290057666753022082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWoPa4QlSII/AAAAAAAAARE/dUM4eeqVDs4/s320/Kamen+Rider+X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baja Hitam a.k.a. Kamen Rider Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, not forgetting his two Knight Rider look-a-like bikes, Road Sector and Battle Hopper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290062979537765074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWoUQH7LAtI/AAAAAAAAARM/n36rMAUJ1EA/s320/Kamen+and+motor.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Road Sector (left) and Battle Hopper (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain Planet and The Planeteers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captain Planet, He's the Hero... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yup, he is indeed one of my hero. Now, I'm not so sure you guys out there ever watched this cartoon before although it is quite popular during the 90&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. It's basically about a superhero that was spwaned by combining the 5 different element rings - Fire, Water, Wind, Earth and Heart. These rings were worn by the 5 Planeteers and since it's a cartoon, the Planeteers turns out to be 5 children with different etnicity. Captain Planet has powers like Superman. Heck, he's even stronger than a Superman. Not only he has super strength, he also has the ability to shapeshift, telekinesis and telepathy. Cool ain't it? Much like Superman and kryptonite, however, he possesess weakness towards pollution, be it water pollution, haze, toxic waste and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This cartoon is one of a kind cartoon compared to the others. Captain Planet and The Planeteers was not only created with an intend to entertain the viewers but also to increase awareness on the enviroment pollution and hazards. It's much better to educate people when they are young and that's the purpose of Captain Planet and The Planeteers. Besides, kids out there certainly don't want to see their favourite Captain Planet died because of pollution right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290083301696504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWomvB3YguI/AAAAAAAAARU/3BKMXYzx36g/s320/Captain+Planet.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Captain Planet and The Planeteers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ultraman Great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; like Ultraman; but not all Ultraman. Out of the god-knows-how-many Ultramans in the universe, the only Ultraman that got my attention was Ultraman Great. Like any other Ultramans, Ultraman Great was coated in red and silver. The reason why I like this particular Ultraman compared to the others was because this Ultraman series was the only Ultraman (at that time) that speaks in English. Yup, you heard me right. Ultraman Great was a co-production between the Japanese and the Australian therefore most of the casts are Australian and the script was written in English. Easily said, Ultraman Great is an &lt;em&gt;Ang mo&lt;/em&gt; Ultraman. So for me, an &lt;em&gt;ang mo&lt;/em&gt; Ultraman is better than a Ultraman badly dubbed in Bahasa Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291152436847703234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SW3zG4q_9MI/AAAAAAAAAR8/x_wt2H5DSXA/s320/UltraGreat%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;ang mo&lt;/em&gt; Ultraman - Ultraman Great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thunder Cats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I could still remember back in the days where I would jump up and down from the couch; holding a replica of the Thunder Cats sword, shouting &lt;em&gt;"Thunder, Thunder, Thunder Cats!" &lt;/em&gt;Besides, who could actually forget the famous quote?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally, I'm a cat lover. I adore cats. Since all the protagonist in the cartoons are basically cats, it makes me to love the show even more. Where could you find other cartoons using cats as the heroes? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297495052847545810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SYR7ruhd_dI/AAAAAAAAASg/FH1lk7wRLyM/s320/thundercats%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Kucings...&lt;/em&gt; I mean Cats..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not only that, Thunder Cats also had a major influence in Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, doesn't this logo looks familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297496096150615282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SYR8odITdPI/AAAAAAAAASo/UJXf99_olQU/s320/13D_thundercats%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dragonball Series&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What can I say. I don't think any introduction is needed. A legendary cartoon that almost everyone grows up watching. If you didn't watch this when you are a kid then you're not a normal kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dragonball is definitely the pioneer to all the animes or mangas with the same genre. The drawing was handsome, the animation was good (for those time) and the plot, well, a baddie comes to the Planet Earth with the intention to take over or dot destroy it and the goodies will have to stop the baddies - plain yet exquisite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I practically watched all of the 3 Dragonball series and I have to say that this would be the &lt;em&gt;mother&lt;/em&gt; of all cartoons. To me, watching Dragonball those days is like me watching Heroes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297500309384997122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SYSAdspqKQI/AAAAAAAAASw/ueJ612LP99I/s320/DragonBallZ-74%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-9167825439082658664?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/9167825439082658664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=9167825439082658664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/9167825439082658664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/9167825439082658664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/12/retro-cartoons.html' title='Retro Cartoons.'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SWoPa4QlSII/AAAAAAAAARE/dUM4eeqVDs4/s72-c/Kamen+Rider+X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-3299384453354484402</id><published>2008-11-18T15:02:00.011Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:37:36.872Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><title type='text'>A Letter to Mr. Wenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear Mr. Wenger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hi. My name is Kok Joon Jiet and I'm from Malaysia. I am the biggest fan of The Gunners and I have been supporting them since I'm 6 years old. You, Mr. Wenger, is one of my football idol that I looked up to after witnessing the transformation of Arsenal under your 12 years of management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am writing this letter in frustration after watching my beloved Arsenal crashed to their 4th defeat of the seasons on the hands of Aston Villa at The Emirates Stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Following last week's 2-1 victory over Manchester United, I thought that the dark clouds have finally changed its direction and is moving away from The Emirates Stadium. How wrong am I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The team are totally outplayed, outclassed and outstrengthed by a very disciplined play by The Villians and this again, shows the inconsistency side of Arsenal. This 'Inconsistency Bug' has been costing the team dearly for the past few seasons, most notably last season. Arsenal were at the top of the BPL for almost 80% of the season and after the infamous 2-2 draw against Birmingham, the 'Inconsistency Bug' came chewing away the Premier League title which eventually went to arch rivals, Manchester United. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mr. Wenger, you have the best insight of the team more than anyone else in the world and I would not going to be critising the tactics, strategies and the players like any other 'unprofessional' football critics. However, the fact that Arsenal lack of depth in the squad is something that everyone in the world would agree and even you could not have a decent excuse to deny it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To be a champion, a team needs to have a sufficient amount of depth to support the squad. You could not rely only on the first eleven players throughout the season - not to mention winning the league. Yes, the team indeed have talented and world class players such as Farbregas and Adebayor, but I truly feel that the back up players are not good enough to support the first team players. The team tends to slump whenever there's injuries and suspension on the first team players, just like the last few seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my opinion, Mr. Wenger, I believe that the team are in need of more effective fringe players to support and back the first team players throughout the season. Take Manchester United for instance. Their back up players such as John O'Shea and Darren Fletcher, are not 'household name' players like Chelsea's fringe players but they are definitely efficient enough to overcome any injury crisis that hits the team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No doubt the team have a bunch of highly talented and gifted young players like Aaron Ramsey and Luke Wilkshere but are they ready to perform in a higher stage like the Champions League and the BPL? Are they prepared and be effective in supporting the first team players like Farbregas when they got injured? I think you, Mr Wenger, and I shares the same answer which is No. They will need at least 2 to 3 years to get prepared and ready for the big stage just like Theo Walcott needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can the fans wait for another 2 to 3 years for the next silverware?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With 10% of the season already gone, the team could not afford another slip-up. Mr. Wenger, I hope that you will be trying your best to overcome the recent crisis and I truly believe that you could do it. However, it has to be done as quickly as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4 seasons without silverware is already frustrating for us. We do not want to endure another season without silverware and hopefully this season, The Gunners fans around the globe will have something to cheer about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yours faithfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kok Joon Jiet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Biggest, Baddest and The Most Loyal fan of The Gunners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-3299384453354484402?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3299384453354484402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=3299384453354484402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3299384453354484402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3299384453354484402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter-to-mr-wenger.html' title='A Letter to Mr. Wenger'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-4806040873579476955</id><published>2008-10-12T18:57:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:31:17.182Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Nakajima-san, Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As I was still reeling from the fact that I had just graduated, another event came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Nakajima-san, our executive chef's birthday. Don't really know him well as I only said '&lt;em&gt;Ohaiyo&lt;/em&gt;' everytime when we met. So I just tagged along for the fun. Anyway, I'll just treat it as a celebration for my graduation. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The business was not particularly busy compared to other Saturdays. And for the first time after working there for the past one month, we finally closed the restaurant exactly at 11.00 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right after that, we went to Yuen's Steamboat at Mentari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been ages since I my last steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272460395370941778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSuKy35mjVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PV4tesWbVPQ/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally....STEAMBOAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is my first time having steamboat in the middle of the night and also my first time having such heavy supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272608389960929378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSwRZStdkGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FcAR7pVfYtM/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eat, Eat, EAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272485246052191970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSuhZX5tzuI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9tVncsFZRAE/s320/12102008658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Prawn and Chicken Kings - Kevin, Wilson and Ruiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We finished our supper at around 1.30 a.m and after that we had a mini &lt;s&gt;camwhoring&lt;/s&gt; photography session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272607223695578434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSwQVaCIlUI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Saty4y-WpTw/s320/DSC01640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zen's part timers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272610837472086834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSwTnwZmCzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TZQ7UyozA0c/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The '&lt;em&gt;batangs&lt;/em&gt;' at Zen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272616774915940610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSwZBXGhYQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dCnqeaaUvEE/s320/DSC01645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With Nakajima-san&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-4806040873579476955?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/4806040873579476955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=4806040873579476955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/4806040873579476955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/4806040873579476955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/10/nakajima-san-happy-birthday.html' title='Nakajima-san, Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SSuKy35mjVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PV4tesWbVPQ/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-1679603816226653796</id><published>2008-10-10T14:38:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:37:27.842+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally, the most awaited event is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Diploma graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yea I know, only Diploma ma... what's the big deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But hey, it's one of my lifetime event and heck I'm taking a huge deal on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words. So I ain't going to type much on this post. Let the pictures do their talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Please do enjoy like I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258155315683530994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPi4ZpUmGPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/lgOHiZVWzYo/s320/DSC01796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the registration counter with my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258174813629341410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPjKIk1IXuI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ePvHFViKGWQ/s320/DSC01802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr. Lai admiring my robe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258178932686841250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPjN4Vg95aI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IhP02NrSSOE/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265177395830274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPyp0GZCngI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p1bkhPvdRmA/s320/DSC01821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Outside the Pyramid 3 hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258551581435298706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPogzWSFA5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/k4IHdNF6UgA/s320/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259269900264892258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPyuHAcxZ2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/pJFzVrzUxlM/s320/DSC01828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The 30 minutes late chancellor, Tan Sri Dato' Seri Dr. Jeffrey Cheah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271794243111666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPyv1QEXivI/AAAAAAAAAPU/uPAoI9E0ab4/s320/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259272092020909826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPywGlYIJwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Jip0V_U3NiI/s320/n701802120_1332600_3653%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With Patricia during the ceremony.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259275642397644450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPyzVPj51qI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gTNdjZiiMVE/s320/n701802120_1332626_6940%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Camwhoring during the ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259274990285157922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPyyvSQK9iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/134QXWdqjMI/s320/n701802120_1332601_4535%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chin Yi and Siew Peng suddenly pop-ups from no where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259278491750653618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPy17GOmXrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/rx-zUhb051E/s320/n701802120_1332633_5903%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With Mr. Lai after the ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259282956683008930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPy5-_ZbW6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NaITUuH8ZvI/s320/n701802120_1332704_331%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Siew Peng and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259283335863303794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPy6VD9DfnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/y-TypB5t3h0/s320/n701802120_1333248_8850%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Camwhoring on The Chansellor's chair. Hope you don't mind Mr. Chancellor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had a great time that day. However it could be better though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If only there were more than 7 of us, it would definitely be a much more awesome graduation ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, Congratulations to everyone that have successfully completed their Diploma and All the best for your future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-1679603816226653796?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1679603816226653796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=1679603816226653796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/1679603816226653796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/1679603816226653796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPi4ZpUmGPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/lgOHiZVWzYo/s72-c/DSC01796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-3330863209871690062</id><published>2008-09-30T19:34:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:25:45.529+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef of the Day'/><title type='text'>Tira-Cheese Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 weeks ago, I suddenly got the urge to bake a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The unexpected &lt;em&gt;Umph&lt;/em&gt; was caused by someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So a few days later during my off day and before my significant &lt;em&gt;Umph&lt;/em&gt; goes off, I went to Jusco to buy all the ingredients needed and start making the cake at 10.00 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Originally I wanted to make a tiramisu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256853896043916626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPQYxDXTbVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/E99OLryPj6Q/s320/AB11463~Tiramisu-Posters%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tiramisu that I had in mind, at first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I managed to bake the whole cake out without any problems. However due to the insufficient supply of coffee powder in my house, it did not turned out as what I had planned. Instead of a Tiramisu, I got something else. Anyway, I would like to take this opportunity to showcase my masterpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257061387007766162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPTVencFLpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/BAsOLU1j3JE/s320/DSC01842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The not so Tiramisu cake by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Verdict:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a first timer. The taste and the texture was good. But needs an improvement on the presentation. If you were to rate it as a coffee cheese cake, worth a 4/5 rating. However in term of a tiramisu rating, worth a 3/5 star.&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/5109878104832408083-3330863209871690062?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3330863209871690062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=3330863209871690062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3330863209871690062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3330863209871690062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/10/tira-cheese-cake.html' title='Tira-Cheese Cake'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SPQYxDXTbVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/E99OLryPj6Q/s72-c/AB11463~Tiramisu-Posters%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-2279160053351492090</id><published>2008-09-24T16:56:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:53:22.715+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>ZEN - The Japanese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'s been a while since I update my blog. 26 days to be exact. It's turning into another dead blog if I don't post anything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, here I am; back to the blogsphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I started work for about a month ago. Being away from home for 11 hours for 6 days a week had actually restrained me from updating my blog....not only that, it also basically had limited my freedom to do things that I want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My freedom to play games. Limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My freedom to lepak. Limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My freedom to watch movies. Limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My freedom to &lt;em&gt;pangsai&lt;/em&gt;. Limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, currently I'm working in ZEN, The Japanese Restaurant in Pyramid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252602564083584018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SOT-M9qCDBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/d96aihCV9zQ/s320/image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To those &lt;em&gt;Ulu &lt;/em&gt;people that do not know about it's existance; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it does exist in Pyramid and has been there for the past 5 years. It's located above Kim Gary, and you will see it when you take the escalator next to Kim Gary, up. If you still can't find it for whatever reason, here's the address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lot 0B2-F-U2, 1st Floor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oasis Boulevard 2, Sunway Pyramid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No.3 Jalan PJS 11/15, 46150, Bandar Sunway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Petaling Jaya, Selangor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's basically a semi-fine dining Japanese Restaurant and is under the RakuZen chain. I am a big fan of Zen way before I started working there. The food is delicious and the dining atmosphere there is marvellous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252602884329098386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SOT-fmqgzJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/8sXjEf2dVRU/s320/image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The '&lt;em&gt;Hokkaido&lt;/em&gt;' area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252602119352303122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SOT9zE51PhI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8qWcdpVBAxM/s320/image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The '&lt;em&gt;Tokyo&lt;/em&gt;' area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Currently I'm enjoying my work there. Not having any problems at all. The staffs there are great and basically I do not have any problems adapting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... I think that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Will try to update as much as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oskares-sama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: Sorry for the photo's quality. Took it with my phone. So can't help it.&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/5109878104832408083-2279160053351492090?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2279160053351492090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=2279160053351492090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2279160053351492090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2279160053351492090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/09/zen-japanese-restaurant.html' title='ZEN - The Japanese Restaurant'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SOT-M9qCDBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/d96aihCV9zQ/s72-c/image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-5104484597751322152</id><published>2008-08-28T14:01:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:45:18.926+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><title type='text'>The Pirates of Facebook</title><content type='html'>Facebook is the leading social networking website where users can join networks organized by city, workplace, school, and region to connect and interact with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yea right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do not have any grudges against Facebook, as I,myself, am a Facebook user.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to admit that Mr. Zuckerberg (&lt;em&gt;what a name&lt;/em&gt;) did a great job making Facebook from a university social networking website to a leading social networking website with currently, more than 100 million users. The features that Facebook had (&lt;em&gt;such as tagging your friends in a photo, throwing sheeps everywhere and building your own cities, to name a few&lt;/em&gt;) also distint it from other social networking websites such as Friendster and MySpace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am the biggest fan of Facebook; okay, I'm lieing. I am not the biggest fan but at least still a fan of Facebook and as I said before, I do not have any grudges against them as I pratically enjoyed myself with all the applications that it had for the users.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when my &lt;a href="http://julian-kok.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; send me this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239609162574627266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SLbUxdEkgcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kWKy2T2Uy8c/s400/!!!2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is an application in the Facebook called Undedark. Kinda like the Mafia Wars application if you all have used it. See the picture in the middle that I circled in red? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, IT'S &lt;a href="http://juliankokart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MY BROTHER'S FREAKING DRAWING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239609724934372354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SLbVSMBlPAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/3Qr_4NsXCjI/s320/Earth_Elemental%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHAT THE HELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They practically used it and change its colour without using my brother's permission!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hell yea it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLAGIARISM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A more bombastic term will be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREACH OF COPYRIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And oh, my brother did put his signature in the drawing as his trademark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This drawing is my brother's hardwork for his final exam and they could just come and STEAL his drawings just like that? Not only that, they are making MILLIONS of dollars by making you (&lt;em&gt;the users&lt;/em&gt;) to sign in and use that blady Underdark application.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My brother has basically emailed to Facebook's Administration to demand them to remove it by 29th Friday 2008 (&lt;em&gt;In United States&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And if not, Hell Yea we gonna settle it in court. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Facebook is nice, but using other people's work to make money is not. So to everyone of you out there, make sure that all your hardwork is not being used or stolen by those irresponsible people for example in this case - Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-5104484597751322152?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/5104484597751322152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=5104484597751322152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/5104484597751322152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/5104484597751322152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/pirates-of-facebook.html' title='The Pirates of Facebook'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SLbUxdEkgcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kWKy2T2Uy8c/s72-c/!!!2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-1387533084630841532</id><published>2008-08-25T14:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:39:20.254+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ever thought of these questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. How would the Earth looks like when it is square in shape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. What is the speed of darkness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Can your get cornered in a round room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. Can you cry underwater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. If we, humans, were evolved from apes or monkey, why are there still monkeys and gorillas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. Why does a car with angles could make a U-turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. What came first. The fruit or the colour orange?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. If all countries in the world are in debt, where did the money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. Do fish ever get thirsty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. When girls hold their hands while walking are not classified as lesbians, why do guys deemed gay when they do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11. Do ghosts sleep during the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12. Why do people say "You have been working like a dog", when dogs just sits around all day waiting to be fed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13. Why do the alphabets on the keyboard are jumbled up are not arranged alphabetically from A-Z?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;14. If a person owns a piece of land, do they own it all the way down to the core of the Earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15. Why do cars are allowed to be built to travel more than 120 kmph when the legal speed was only 120 kmph on any road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I bet all of you guys will wake up and start thinking about these questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heck, you guys might even try to Google them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Good. At least I made you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you feel you are the Einstein-in-the-making and have answers for these questions feel free to post them up in the comments section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-1387533084630841532?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1387533084630841532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=1387533084630841532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/1387533084630841532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/1387533084630841532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-7189649602498937780</id><published>2008-08-22T17:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:41:03.300+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Worrried</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.00 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woked up and switched on my PC. Signed into Windows Live Messenger and got a message from Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Graduate liao lu!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Go check your email. Ms. Li Ling sent the graduation letter to us already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: 0_0&lt;em&gt; Ok. Ok.... I go and check now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my Gmail and Yahoo Mail.&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Weh....I didn't receive anything la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Woohoo... Maybe not yet send gua. Wait la... Later maybe will have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Hahaha... Ok Ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Got your graduation email already?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yea! I passed all my subjects already! Just hopefully will get a good results&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Sianz... I still haven't received mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Uhhh.... You not yet receive ah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yea... I think I failed my Econs&lt;/em&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You where can fail one. I also can pass my HR. Wait a bit longer la. Maybe not yet reach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Hahaha. Yea. I know I'll pass... but I just wan make sure only ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and do all the daily routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Civilisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my Gmail and Yahoo mail again.&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a message from Kayren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kayren&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Woohoo. I pass all subject. But I pray for better results. Wish you luck too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Huh? How you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kayren&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I checked the email. Miss Li Ling sent the graduation form. So it means I pass lor. You check and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Oh. That one. Check already. This morning until now also dont' have. Woohoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kayren&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Lol. Don't worry la. You sure pass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Who knows. Maybe I failed my Econs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kayren&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Won't la. Nigel also never fail his econs. He failed HR only.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;How you know he failed HR? Through the email?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kayren&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Nope. Facebook.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Sei lor. Until now still haven't get receive the email.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Uhh. Nigel failed his HR. He also didn't receive his.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: o_0 &lt;em&gt;Then I think I failed my Econs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You won't fail one la. You sure pass one. Maybe your email is not in her list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;List? What list?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lynn'D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Her address list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jin Min&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You still haven't received the form yet?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Nope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jin Min&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Sianz Everytime also like this. Semester 5 send your results to me. Then Semester 7 didn't send any details to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jin Min&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Hahaha. You gave her your Gmail adress right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yea. I checked both my Yahoo and Gmail, both also done have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jin Min&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Want me to forward mine to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ok. At least it'll make me more relief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received Jin Min's forwarded mail.&lt;br /&gt;Read it.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a bit worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third time, checked my Gmail and Yahoo mail&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: Still 0&lt;br /&gt;What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;Called Dominos for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.00 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on... it's already 8.00 p.m. Just let me receive the blady email.&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Switch off the PC.&lt;br /&gt;Went and watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.50 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switched on my PC.&lt;br /&gt;Gmail and Yahoo mail.&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now I'm seriously feeling like a cow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kok Foong&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You haven't receive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kok Foong&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Erm... If I receive liao... Does that mean I don't need to repeat my Law?&lt;/em&gt; (What the hell. You trying to mock me is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;DUH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kok Foong&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Oh. Good. I thought I'll have to repeat my Law.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts to feel worried now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.30 a.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked the Gmail and Yahoo mail for a record breaking sixth time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Inbox: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't going to check anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Monday go college to verify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling like a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll pass. But I just need the relief pill.&lt;br /&gt;The Freaking EMAIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-7189649602498937780?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7189649602498937780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=7189649602498937780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7189649602498937780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7189649602498937780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/worrried.html' title='Worrried'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-8907578006319812278</id><published>2008-08-20T16:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:14:53.464+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Scaring the Sh*t Out of People</title><content type='html'>Me and my friend, J, was walking along the college corridor and passes by a toilet when suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;em&gt;Eh, I need to go to the toilet awhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Oh... okie....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend went to the toilet while I waited for him at the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;em&gt;Wth.... why so long one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the toilet. Saw no one in it but one of the cubicles was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : *Knock on the cubicles' door.* &lt;em&gt;Weh, you ok already or not? Damn long wei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : *Knock on the door again. This time harder* &lt;em&gt;Eh, J. You okay or not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLUP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The sound of sh*t dropping into the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;em&gt;You sh*tting issit? Say la you sh*tting. I thought you pee also need 10 minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pee myself then washed my hands. As I was washing my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J &lt;/span&gt;: *Walked into the toilet.* &lt;em&gt;Eh, sorry wei. Caused you to wait so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : *Stoned, at the same time, shocked* &lt;em&gt;Where you went?!??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;em&gt;Oh, just now my mom called. The reception was bad. So I went out. You didn't see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you walked into the toilet meh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : *Still shocked* &lt;em&gt;Nope...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, who's the dude sitting in the cubicle sh*tting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: To the-dude-that-is-sh*tting-in-the-cubicle, I would like to take this opportunity to apologise if I had disturbed or interfered on your private moment or even had scared you in any other way. Sincerely apologise for any inconvinient caused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-8907578006319812278?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8907578006319812278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=8907578006319812278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8907578006319812278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8907578006319812278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/scaring-sht-out-of-people.html' title='Scaring the Sh*t Out of People'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-2887394560802202333</id><published>2008-08-12T04:01:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:58:14.882+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>The Genting Trip - Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This trip was actually planned for the 12 person but ended up only 8 person going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, it almost turned into a &lt;em&gt;'Sausages Affair: Part 2' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396440880918770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRP1HhGsPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e35fviisGYo/s320/Sausages+affair+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But luckily, Chin Yi and Siew Peng came and save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396457890246770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRP2G4ccHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/12ecIpDS5Ik/s320/CIMG2635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our saviours, Chin Yi and Siew Peng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had an enjoyable trip I have to say. Well, I personally did enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to meet up in Genting Higlands as I was in Ipoh for the weekend. Supposingly I were to meet them up at 11.30 a.m. but something happened on my way so I was only able to meet them up around 1.00 p.m., almost an hour and a half late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saw the five stoners sitting on the chairs with their &lt;em&gt;'fatt mou'&lt;/em&gt; faces as though as they were left in a closet for 100 years. Nothing much I can do about it except apologising for being late and also giving them my stone face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396447131209090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRP1ezSjYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BnUiuZA_gR4/s320/CIMG2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Upon checking in, we were told to wait for another 500 people before we could actually check into our rooms. &lt;strong&gt;WTF!!! 500 PEOPLE??? WHERE THE HELL ALL THESE PEOPLE COME FROM??? THERE'S ONE MORE WEEK BEFORE SCHOOL HOLIDAY LA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sianz.... &lt;/em&gt;Didn't expect to have so many people in Genting during this time around. Anyway since we have to wait for the next 500 people, we decided to go for a pool game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234431120260036034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRvXuRZdcI/AAAAAAAAAME/hehZTv4HaYg/s320/CIMG2630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sausages Pool Competition 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And we finally got our room 2 hours later. &lt;em&gt;Pheww....&lt;/em&gt; finally....our rooms. We had a rest and then at around 6.30 p.m., we went to the only mamak in Genting, Restaurant Baru Muhibbah, for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396467347327026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRP2qHMCDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HpT5dQTISMU/s320/CIMG2645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that, our first activity of the day: Camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We basically camwhored as hard as we could around a small garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From this '&lt;em&gt;yeng'&lt;/em&gt; pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234416118187431570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRhufMkFpI/AAAAAAAAAJs/XADSNKkNth8/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234403105078922082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRV5BluS2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7e3ypspWDDY/s320/CIMG2651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And finally this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234403115297271650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRV5np972I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ph1VKVQA8os/s320/CIMG2657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next stop: Arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We played some games around and in the end, we got hooked on the Photo Hunt thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234403123961111698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRV6H7lpJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yTaIrm9M4WI/s320/CIMG2659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yup, 8 of us on a poor little machine. We kept on pressing and pressing and pressing but still can't beat some bugger's record of 500,000 points. Damn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that, we decided to have a pool game again. And this time with the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424856268106322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRprHFV6lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7zSCJQzimxo/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Genting is synomous with the word Gambling. What's the point of going to Genting without some gambling right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since we are underage, so we decided to have our own gambling activities at Casino @ 21939. This casino is kinda VVIP. Not only it has a personal butler service but also a masseur that will be giving out free massages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424844216728898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRpqaMEfUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Cb7dgK6az0I/s320/CIMG2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Casino @ 21939&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We finally decided to call it a day at 2.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second and Final Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woke up at around 7.00 a.m. thanks to the 3 alarms. We then went to had our breakfast at the First World Cafe which cost us RM 13.00 per person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424853147678546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRpq7dX91I/AAAAAAAAAKk/0DViafaVo-w/s320/CIMG2667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The buffet was terrible. It's probably the worst buffet I ever had. They only prepared 4 main dishes and the food, well, sucks big time. Waking up at 7.00 a.m. for this lousy buffet was totally waste of time and paying RM 13.00 for this kind of buffet was totally not worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that we, except for Jin and Edward, went to the outdoor theme park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428015260983346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRsi_P74DI/AAAAAAAAALM/CW3QcoB0wd0/s320/CIMG2671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please do ignore my face....bad timing...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We enjoyed ourselves to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424866752746690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRpruJE1MI/AAAAAAAAAK0/F09enOM3RTA/s320/DSC02286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fly Fly~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234424867567288370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRprxLRwDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/w2e10GiZpvM/s320/DSC02290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428589947930946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRtEcH-yUI/AAAAAAAAALU/L2o7HDfDxVc/s320/DSC02294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pedal, pedal, pedal the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428587034834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRtERRcdwI/AAAAAAAAALc/4Ve14J5rnsU/s320/DSC02298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Fun Kart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428592207472514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRtEkisp4I/AAAAAAAAALk/-1hrxLMacGE/s320/DSC02301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Some ice-creams to cool us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, we even met Kok Foong's long lost twin brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428591112631378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRtEgdqtFI/AAAAAAAAALs/-CqsO9ERaNU/s320/DSC02306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At around 11.30 a.m. we went back to our room for shower and had a rest. We checked out around 12.30 p.m. and after that we went to the outdoor theme park for our second round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234429846246285922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRuNkM2YmI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MBIV-JC05Qc/s320/DSC02321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234428601590524546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRtFHfyqoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kz5EAaEyCJE/s320/DSC02318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then meet up with Jin and Edward at &lt;em&gt;'Hou Mei'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it means Taste Good in English)&lt;/span&gt; for our lunch. The food was not bad but the price was a total killer. I practically paid RM 14.00 for a bowl of Maggi Mee with some Ham and a few slices of chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Got conned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch, we decided that we had enough so we went straight to the cable car station. However for Chin Yi and Siew Peng, going to the cable car station is like going to the Gates of Hell. They were not affraid of a roller coaster ride but were affraid of a cable car ride. Ironic isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420533928012098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRlvhHKKUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/pwi67bZah3Q/s320/CIMG2689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Siew Peng's face says it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420527227534290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRlvIJo-9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EmeGzYMpTlg/s320/CIMG2688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Praying hard* Uncle Lim....please protect us throughout this cable car trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reached the bus station at around 3.30 p.m. Jin bought his ticket to One Utama and left at 4.00 p.m. and Edward bought his ticket to Pudu Raya and the rest of us bought tickets to KL Sentral and left at 4.30 p.m. A trip that almost go awry but in the end still managed to pull it through and I have to say, I totally enjoyed it. Thanks guys for making this trip a memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: Sorry for posting this blog late. Kinda busy looking for job the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-2887394560802202333?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2887394560802202333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=2887394560802202333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2887394560802202333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2887394560802202333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/genting-trip-again.html' title='The Genting Trip - Again'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKRP1HhGsPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e35fviisGYo/s72-c/Sausages+affair+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-8075235620552663109</id><published>2008-08-06T05:09:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:58:20.745+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>The Truth Behind Ultraman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My friends and I stumbled upon this poster a few days ago in the college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231254126901028178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SJkl6Xu7ZVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/THH8RrndcQQ/s400/UltramanMax02b%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Notice anything that's weird about this poster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can't spot anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, actually it's Mr. Ultraman's &lt;em&gt;groin&lt;/em&gt; that's weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233483959580431890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKER7tx_FhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jWR-iJ1jiyw/s400/Ultra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I mean, look at Superman. Even with his underwear outside his tight-sassy pants, his &lt;em&gt;groin&lt;/em&gt; is still very &lt;s&gt;revealing&lt;/s&gt; visible for us to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233484161008027346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SKESHcKERtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/INdf0hsrJZM/s320/superman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's more with a 30 Storey giant that fights with monsters growed out of no-where. With his sheer size, his &lt;em&gt;groin&lt;/em&gt; should have been much much more visible and bigger than Superman's but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His groin was not visible at all and sometimes you might even thought that Mr. Ultraman was actually a Miss Ultraman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could actually cause such phenomenon on the poor Mr. Ultraman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much research, I have finally come with an answer to this problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to a conclusion that when the dude becomes Mr.Ultraman, all of his body parts; his hands, legs, biceps, triceps, head and etc etc growed except for his, ahem&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bird-bird.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-8075235620552663109?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8075235620552663109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=8075235620552663109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8075235620552663109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8075235620552663109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/truth-behind-ultraman.html' title='The Truth Behind Ultraman'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SJkl6Xu7ZVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/THH8RrndcQQ/s72-c/UltramanMax02b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-7547021984899477708</id><published>2008-08-05T16:15:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:08:53.698+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Exams are over. What's Next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, final exams are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhh.... such a relieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I answered those papers fairly well except for the Economics which I think I kinda screwed it. But anyway, I'm quite satisfied with how I did for this exam and hopefully will get the result that I hoped for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm '&lt;em&gt;unofficially&lt;/em&gt;' graduated, I'll be able to update my blog more often so do check it out more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Lao Tzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-7547021984899477708?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7547021984899477708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=7547021984899477708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7547021984899477708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7547021984899477708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-are-over-whats-next.html' title='Exams are over. What&apos;s Next?'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-766123708785535718</id><published>2008-07-19T06:18:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:01.317Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Ending of a chapter....and The Beginning of a new Chapter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yesterday was my last Deli operation, and oh my, 10 weeks already? Or should I say, 2 and a half years already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;From this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224648510519771090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SIGuI5HN_9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/qAkYv2-kjis/s320/Group+A(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Semester 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224649060315213730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SIGuo5Qqr6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Oc2dB2td-kM/s320/CIMG2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Semester 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Already 2 and a half years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Time is definitely catching up and the 5th Chapter of my life, "&lt;em&gt;The Voyage in Sunway College&lt;/em&gt;" is coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Glad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Relieved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I can't seem to discover my actual and exact feeling on my coming-to-an-end college life. I'm speechless when one of my friends asked me how I felt about leaving college. "Errrmmmm....Ok la...." is what I could answer her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I can't deny the fact that as a human being, we will need to go through transactions by transactions, chapters by chapters and periods by periods as this is what life is all about. Growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Am I ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But am I eager?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm in a comfort zone where I do not want anything to change and stay as it is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I want to stay on as a 19 years old teenager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I do not want to change my enviroment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I do not want to change my bed sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I do not want to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I want to get my monthly allowance without doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And I certainly wish that my life will stay as how it is now. I simply love my current part of my life and do not wish this chapter to have a full stop. However, wish is all I have as I'm powerless to stop things from changing. Others will soon be writing their own chapter of life or, in other words, &lt;em&gt;'move on'&lt;/em&gt; and eventually, I will soon have to &lt;em&gt;'move on'&lt;/em&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Naive, you can call me. But this is definitely how I feel now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;However, I'll take solace with the fact that I'll be going overseas to futher my studies and I will be able to widen up my experience and knowledge. And hopefully, I will able to ink my next and upcoming chapter as colourful as this chapter&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/5109878104832408083-766123708785535718?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/766123708785535718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=766123708785535718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/766123708785535718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/766123708785535718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/07/ending-of-chapterbeginning-of-new.html' title='Ending of a chapter....and The Beginning of a new Chapter?'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SIGuI5HN_9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/qAkYv2-kjis/s72-c/Group+A(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-7736777962022305762</id><published>2008-07-04T17:57:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:01.964Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><title type='text'>Music makes you Lose Control~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woot~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It's my 4th Deli service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And the theme of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Music-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we did:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. We made huge music notes and paste dthem outside the Deli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. We pasted up posters &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(again)&lt;/span&gt; in the Deli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. We had a massive decorations &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(by far, the most attractive, I would say)&lt;/span&gt; at the center counter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221767050172298498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SHdxd01b9QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RI4gBH7iXZs/s320/Untitled-TrueColor-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;4. We had a bartender-cum-Chef of The Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5. We played songs from the 1950s up till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5. And we mass produced our cheesecakes and brownies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;However, there are few things that I feel we should have done to make the Deli more 'Music'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we should have done:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. Form a band called 'The Super Five' where Anna will be the lead singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221766633704203186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SHdxFlXtI7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/LDVAjzUmF0c/s320/Untitled-TrueColor-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;The Super Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. We should have sing "Only You" by The Platters, "Tell Laura" by Ray Peterson, "I Walk the Line" by Johnny Cash and could even rapped out the "Low" by Flo-Rida.on every table that we served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. We should have give out free CDs that were made by Edward.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Deli service on that day was quite smooth. Nothing much happened except with the fact kitchen group is again short of 2 members. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Well, you guys owe us one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Speaking of music, I am currently hooked to Coldplay's new album "Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221740071902005826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SHdY7e8kSkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7r4nqgOq2jI/s320/VivaLaVida%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I have to say this is one of the music album that is worth buying. This album is different from their previous X&amp;amp;Y album and it can be heard from their musics. They were far less catchy as most of their songs' tempo have actually slowed down and it totally suits my taste :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My favourite would be their second single "Viva La Vida" and although there were controversies on it &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it was said to be anti-religion),&lt;/span&gt; but it was a real masterpiece from Coldplay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Listening to it is kinda like looking at Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Wait a minute, I'm over exaggerating it. What's so special about Mona Lisa anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Okay, back to the album, I personally liked the song "Lost", which is more of a slow tempo song and it is more relaxing compared to the other songs in the album. However, their first single, "Violet Hill" is not my cup of tea. I feel that it is quite gloomy and dispressing? But a bad track does not make an album bad right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A 4.5/5.0 rating from me (will get 4.6/5.0 if it isn't for "Violet Hill")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In conclusion, to all alternative rock fans whether or not your are a Coldplay fan, I seriously recommend you to move your lazy butt off this computer chair, go to any music stores and spend RM 24.90 for this album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-7736777962022305762?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7736777962022305762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=7736777962022305762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7736777962022305762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/7736777962022305762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/07/music-makes-you-lose-control.html' title='Music makes you Lose Control~~'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SHdxd01b9QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RI4gBH7iXZs/s72-c/Untitled-TrueColor-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-3899461368732829079</id><published>2008-06-29T17:59:00.031+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:03.238Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A piece of my mind'/><title type='text'>Vienna, The Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGfSfzqr-uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-8htbPwFGvQ/s1600-h/final-war-no-ballack-top%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217370137219037922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGfSfzqr-uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-8htbPwFGvQ/s320/final-war-no-ballack-top%5B1%5D.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 hours from now, Euro 2008 will come to a close in Vienna. I have to say that throughout these 3 weeks of football, it was quite eventful but not to the level of what I have personally expected. I'm not trying to be another Shabby Singh, but seriously, a tournament with the likes of Fernando Torres, David Villa, Luca Toni, Franck Ribery, Thierry Henry and many other so called "&lt;em&gt;superstars&lt;/em&gt;" involved in it, don't you expect Euro 2008 to be much more better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro 2008 is the only national tournament that will have a pool of great footballers playing with each other, apart from the World Cup. Therefore, I truly expect much more from this tournament. I expect to see each, so called "&lt;em&gt;superstars&lt;/em&gt;", to shine and to give an unforgettable tournament to all the footballing fans and I also expected to see matches that is full of flair, skills and most importantly, in a high tempo manner. Sad to say, that's not what it is really happening in Euro 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The biggest dissappointment indeed will be Italy and France. Since they were in the Group of Death, I thought that they would make this Euro 2008 much more interesting and more enthralling. But what a disappointment. They not only have not live up to their "&lt;em&gt;favourite&lt;/em&gt;" tag but were under-perform, especially the French team, to such a level where I could even compare them with Derby County &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I know it's harsh but....seriously....they are playing rubbish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217614415462914898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGiwqrCf21I/AAAAAAAAAEk/GZapiTabb_E/s320/henrywoe_g%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Theirry Henry has definitely past his prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the moment, only 3 teams have satisfy my hunger for such high tempo games and they are Turkey, Russia and Spain. Although Turkey and Russia were the "underdogs" at the beginning of the tournament, but the two semi-finalists have definitely make the world to start to take notice of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey's "&lt;em&gt;Never Say Die&lt;/em&gt;" attitude, saw them came back from behind in 3 successive matches and earn them a worthy place in the semi-finals. You will never know when Turkey will hit back and turn the game around and I &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGiu10K-sMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/npcpGzQ2s4U/s1600-h/arshavin_het500000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217612407869714626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="164" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGiu10K-sMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/npcpGzQ2s4U/s320/arshavin_het500000%5B1%5D.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have to admit, watching them play was very exciting, especially during the match against the Croatia. Russia on the other hand, will have to thank their creative playmaker Andrey Arshavin for their ressurection after a 1-4 trashing by the eventually finalist, the Spinards. Although they were trashed &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(again)&lt;/span&gt; by the Spinards but they have definitely showed the world what they are capable of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrey Arshavin, the creative force behind Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spain, often being labelled as the under-achievers, have definitely came a long way to shred of that tag. They have, in my opinion, played the best football throughout the tournament. Playing high tempo matches &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(against the Italians and the Russians)&lt;/span&gt; and scoring wonderfully crafted goals, they certainly have deserved their place in the Finals and even deserved to win the Henri Delaunay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might think, "How about Netherlands?"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGitgDIOqUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IsP8KGHDJ1s/s1600-h/arshavin_het500000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, no offence, but I personally do not feel that Nertherlands are that good after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the first match against the Italians, yes, they did trashed them 3-0. But they have to thank Van Der Sar for not conceding another 3 goals. Against the French, what can i say? It's the French team that is not playing well and Netherlands were there to punish them. And if you have actually notice something, which I did, out of the 11 players of the Netherlands squad duing these 2 matches, only 6 of them were actually playing well. Needless to say, they are Van Nistelrooy, Wesley Sneijder, Robin Van Persie, Arjen Robben, Van der Vaart and the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGizVi9RHeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/91YgcqPUsgs/s1600-h/robben_g%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217617351051124194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGizVi9RHeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/91YgcqPUsgs/s320/robben_g%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;evergreen Van der Sar. The other 5 of them, most notably Nigel de Jong and Joris Mathijsen, were totally in their own world. The match against Russia have definitely proved me right. They marked Sneijder tightly and cut off all the supplies to Van Nistelrooy and in the end the Oranje starts to fade away, losing 1-3 after extra time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjen Robben - One of the few players that's performing well for the Oranje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other finalist, Germany, one word; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I, personally, am a Germany fan and I have no choice but to admit that lady luck were on their side throughout this campaign. Against Austria, they were lucky so are they against the Turks. As for tonight's match against the Spinards, they really need to produce the performance against Portugal if they were to stand any chance of winning tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217615063509110002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGixQZMwDPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qat9ign-qyY/s320/Ggermanwoe_g%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Michael Ballack and Co will need a good performance to stand any chance of winning tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to admit that Spain are the better favourites to claim the title "Europe Champions" tonight. Even a poll that is done by &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ESPN&lt;/span&gt;, 65% of them feels that Spain will triumph tonight. Although the Germans are not the favourites in this match,I will still continue to give my full support to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-3899461368732829079?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3899461368732829079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=3899461368732829079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3899461368732829079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3899461368732829079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/06/vienna-finale.html' title='Vienna, The Finale'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGfSfzqr-uI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-8htbPwFGvQ/s72-c/final-war-no-ballack-top%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-8893778010952209333</id><published>2008-06-29T15:25:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:04.751Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Community Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It's quite awhile since I actually touched my blog. It's not that I do not want to update or what but it's mainly due to the assignments that is piling up each weeks. Interestingly, one of the assignment is to organise a community service in any shelter home or orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told month in advance to organise a community service and then write a report about it but as usual, we only planned it last minute, around one week before the submission date due to &lt;s&gt;laziness&lt;/s&gt; assignments. Anyway, Lynn'D and I were the organisers as others don't want to plan it and I have to say, we did a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We selected the Chempaka Welfare Home as our placement. It was located at Taman Megah and was a small welfare home. There are only 14 children, 8 boys and 6 girls, in the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217621685855647074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGi3R3XM9WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ffUv0ijVU9k/s320/CIMG2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The presence of 17 strangers to the home have definitely &lt;s&gt;scared shocked&lt;/s&gt; surprised the kids. Like any other community service, we bought some basic necessity such as multi purpose detergent, tissues, dishwashing detergent and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We started off by consulting the caretaker of the home, Miss Ku, on things that needed to be done. After &lt;s&gt;stoning&lt;/s&gt; discussing quite sometime, we quickly get to work. We basically decided to clean the entire home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We cleaned the boys' dorm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217629614917392114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGi-fZa1lvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/d-QpXXH2ns0/s320/CIMG2159.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We cleaned the girls' dorm: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217630566320542210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGi_WxrBkgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TrSx8baEcsQ/s320/CIMG2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We cleaned the kitchen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217637690081552210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjF1bwAJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/g106Ax1D39c/s320/CIMG2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We washed the toilets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217638339597809602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjGbPYvt8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/EBTdJQFNClQ/s320/CIMG2146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mopped floor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217638892201967746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjG7Z_2AII/AAAAAAAAAFs/z8UaKJp87t0/s320/CIMG2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And we even &lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; have the kids to help us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217640095721016818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjIBddJTfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HfEbNY2ygZI/s320/CIMG2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that, it's lunch time. We decided to treat these kids with KFC so me, Lynn' D, Kayren, Jin and Kok Foong went out to buy them. At the same time, those that stayed in the home organised some games for the kids to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217644030171414498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjLmebN_-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/-QJ1xlv-9DA/s320/CIMG2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a random photo with Miss Ku, the caretaker, before going out to get the KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We spend around 5 hours in there and at around 3.00 p.m., we decided to leave. It's never easy saying goodbye to these kids. Some of them even pleaded us not to go. I, personally, felt bad coming here for the sake of the 25 marks. I mean, this is something that we should and could have done anytime and not only when we were told to. Although this was just a short visit to the home, but the smiles on the children's face showed that they really appreatiate it. Hopefully, we'll be able to go back and visit them again. Kids, take care and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217649594437164994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGjQqW7jX8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/w9GYOZeV0AI/s400/CIMG2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: to those that left their kids here, they are just so adorable....please show them that you love and care for them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pp/s: not being emo here, but just telling them a piece of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-8893778010952209333?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8893778010952209333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=8893778010952209333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8893778010952209333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/8893778010952209333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/06/community-service.html' title='Community Service'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SGi3R3XM9WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ffUv0ijVU9k/s72-c/CIMG2131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-540116008585184585</id><published>2008-06-05T13:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:05.259Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>NIGHTMARE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week was a complete nightmare to me. For some unknown reason, I had lung infection and was down with high fever for a week. I would consider that during this period of time, it is my worst ever week in my 19 years of life. I had no appetite in eating, was not able to sleep at night and was having the worst body ache ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a result, I was physically affected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From this healthy and handsome looking young man.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212529320872368754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SFafzNfn2nI/AAAAAAAAADs/dqB1HOlKp5A/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212529793240506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SFagOtM9oYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kg6Ja1jYfGY/s320/Untitled-TrueColor-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny, drug-addict-look-a-like young man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seriously, I changed alot physically for the past one week and although it's not that obvious based on the pictue above but trust me....I'm damn freaking thin , like a 5000 yrs old mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to recover on time for our second Deli service. Before that, I would like to thank my group members for finishing up the HR report without me and for surviving the Deli kitchen with one less manpower. Thanks guys. Back to my second Deli service, Euro 2008 is going to kick off on Saturday so we decided to use Euro 2008 as our theme for our Deli. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212880934686037922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SFffl1BeF6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GtIHeSTHGX8/s320/CIMG17711.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Euro 2008!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(wait a minute....why the hell is England there???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The decorations for the Deli were so simple as all we needed was posters, posters and more posters. That's right....handsome and good looking footballers (well, not all) were all over our Deli. We managed to achieve the highest sales so far on that day. The reason? Posters of handsome and good looking footballers were all over our Deli. No joke. Most of our customers on that day were females and I can't seem to find any other reasons why our sales would suddenly shot so high up other than this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, since Euro 2008 is kicking off tomorrow, as usual, predictions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And my prediction?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Germany all the way!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-540116008585184585?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/540116008585184585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=540116008585184585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/540116008585184585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/540116008585184585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/06/nightmare.html' title='NIGHTMARE!'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SFafzNfn2nI/AAAAAAAAADs/dqB1HOlKp5A/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-2593269216810793592</id><published>2008-05-24T16:03:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:32:36.220+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random posts'/><title type='text'>Take It to the Next Level</title><content type='html'>Finally, Nike's new ad is out and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was first premierd on TV3, NTV 7 and TV8 last Thursday but I some how missed it. Anyway, I went to &lt;a href="http://nike.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nike.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, watched it and I just fell in love with it. I mean, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN! IT'S SO COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new Nike's ad is totally different than their previous ads where they tend to show off each player's skills (Remember the stick man that plays street football with Ronaldinho and the Eric Cantona's play-to-escape tournament?) With it's new 'Take It to the Next Level' theme, this ad actually potraits how a footballer grows, improve himself and how he bring his game to a higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you, like me, missed this ad or do not even know the existence of this new ad, here's the new Nike's 'Take It to the Next Level'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4f15c237b75e641" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4f15c237b75e641%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331807024%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D542E7E6DECE9B69A595EFDF31EB9809AF2E2AA0D.3E78FCA4EA2E89B7A0CD8A42AC5D6D3362F6F99F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4f15c237b75e641%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhoVTFWiG-EoczOVOwYiFUciFVoo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4f15c237b75e641%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331807024%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D542E7E6DECE9B69A595EFDF31EB9809AF2E2AA0D.3E78FCA4EA2E89B7A0CD8A42AC5D6D3362F6F99F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4f15c237b75e641%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhoVTFWiG-EoczOVOwYiFUciFVoo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-2593269216810793592?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a4f15c237b75e641&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2593269216810793592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=2593269216810793592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2593269216810793592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2593269216810793592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-it-to-next-level.html' title='Take It to the Next Level'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-3996544553953713512</id><published>2008-05-21T10:16:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:06.483Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;...I am able to update my blog! &lt;em&gt;Wooohooo, Syoknyer!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 3 weeks had been stressful for me but quite eventful. Thanks to the &lt;s&gt;stupid &lt;/s&gt;SWE report, most of my life had been lifeless for the past 3 weeks. Can you imagine how lifeless is it when you'll need to rush home right after classes, bath,then sits in front of the computer for 5-6 hours just to do the report and you'll have repeat the same routine over and over again for the next 3 weeks? Damn lifeless right? Wanna &lt;em&gt;takei&lt;/em&gt; also cannot, watch movie also cannot, even chatting also cannot. Think back also I feel &lt;em&gt;sianz.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, I managed to finish up my report even though it's quite thin compared to most of my friends, but what the heck, at least I'm free from this report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203207290194745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWBdnDH12I/AAAAAAAAACM/vfP1Vw7065c/s320/image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; SWE report that makes me lifeless for the past 3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For the past 3 weeks, a lot of things have happened. We helped out at for the Teacher's Day celebration on 10th May; I 'sliced' my thumb (yup....as in really SLICED); we started our Deli; and I even went back to Penang to meet some of my friends there and also to try to finish up an unfinished 'business' which I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203208011749250930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWCHnDH13I/AAAAAAAAACU/q5VEXkjei34/s320/CIMG1494.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tearcher's Day celebration 10th May 2008 was a success!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203209321714276226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWDT3DH14I/AAAAAAAAACc/qJH8XqwlB4w/s320/image061.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sliced my thumb &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203212641723996082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWGVHDH17I/AAAAAAAAAC0/QuZ5EnU93tM/s320/CIMG1536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our first Deli! And my Quich Lorraine is delicious! (seriously....it's delicious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203209970254337938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWD5nDH15I/AAAAAAAAACk/4nJ3Treec8M/s320/image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went back to Penang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203210412635969442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWETXDH16I/AAAAAAAAACs/uR6SVsfXtsE/s320/image067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss the beach &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt; much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think that's all for today.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ain't gonna blog much cos I'm not really in a mood now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haiz.....life just unfair.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-3996544553953713512?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3996544553953713512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=3996544553953713512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3996544553953713512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/3996544553953713512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SDWBdnDH12I/AAAAAAAAACM/vfP1Vw7065c/s72-c/image074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-2474107069544867921</id><published>2008-04-24T13:55:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:49:08.648Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A fraction of my life'/><title type='text'>Time Flies.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I should have, actually, posted this few days ago....but due to some unforseen circumstances....I was only being able to post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies or passes quickly isn't it? It does for me though. With a blink of an eye, I actually finished my 5 months internship in Penang. I could still remember the time when I was having problems choosing the placement for my internship about 6 or 7 months ago. I was glad that I actually chose Golden Sands Resort for my internship. The 5 months of training there was magnificent and I enjoyed every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this post, I would like to share the magnificent 5 months in Penang that I have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mutiara Apartment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192805980279119986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="281" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBCNhsIPoHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WQ8CID-B5gw/s320/Mutiara+Apartment.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutiara Apartment, our home for 5 months. This apartment is basically the home for most of the trainees in Golden Sands. Having good feng shui, where it is being surrounded by both mountain and sea, it's not surprising that many of the permanent staffs stayed there too. Many joys and laughter were shared in this apartment and it's also in this very apartment, I saw the biggest cockroach of my life. The elevators in this apartment are also quite special. They are being '&lt;em&gt;air refreshened&lt;/em&gt;' (in this case....by the dogs) almost everyday. Cool isn't? Well, can't dwell much on it as it's only RM800 per month for the whole unit and thanks for giving us the accomodations for the past 5 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khaleel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192815412027302018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBCWGsIPoII/AAAAAAAAAAk/2UAuSuZm7-Y/s320/Khaleel.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first 2 months.... we were bored to death as there ain't any mamaks available (Can you believe it? &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a single mamak in the whole Batu Ferringhi!). We prayed hard every single day to God in hope for some entertainment at night....and then 1 day..... God heard our prayers. Khaleel opened right opposite of the our apartment and the rest is history. Khaleel ah Khaleel. The place that we will go when one of us bring out the topic "&lt;em&gt;Wei..... yum cha mou?&lt;/em&gt;". Many joy and tears are shed there (In this case.... joy when Arsenal beat AC Milan.... and tears when Arsenal lost to Liverpool..... and more tears when Arsenal lost to Manchester United). It's just an ordinary mamak....and what makes it special is that it's the only mamak in the whole stretch of Batu Ferringhi. The food was okay....the service was....uhm....bad. Can you imagine there are around 7-8 waiters and half of them don't understand simple Malay and the other 2/3 will be watching the big TV screen the whole time and only 1/3 (which makes it only 1 or 2 staffs) will be serving the whole restaurant? Anyhow, I still enjoyed spending time &lt;em&gt;yum cha&lt;/em&gt;-ing in this mamak and also the sea breeze during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Golden Sands Resort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192832931198902450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBCmCcIPoLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Q5RfwQzyh10/s320/GSR.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ahhh....the place where I went for my internship. Glad to have chosen this resort for my internship. Here, I gain lots of knowledge, experience, friends and &lt;em&gt;sifus&lt;/em&gt;. Yup...&lt;em&gt;sifus&lt;/em&gt; as in mentors. Although it's one of the oldest hotel in Batu Ferringhi, it's still able to captivate all the guests that came and stayed here with their magnificent scenery and the extra friendly staff (well....most of them are friendly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192848698023846098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBC0YMIPoNI/AAAAAAAAABE/BeV2WXWWA7E/s320/Bar.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Coffehouse Bar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My first month of training, the Beverage Department. Easily said.... bartending. I was quite nervous at first when I found out that I will be working in the bar. However, it turned out to be one of my best department that I have ever worked. The staffs there was awesome. This is the only department where all the staffs will just joke around the whole day while working. I met one of my &lt;em&gt;sifus&lt;/em&gt; here, Mr. Sunny. He taught me alot of things about bartending and also keep me entertained with all his stupid jokes. I'm surely going to miss all the stupid jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Housekeeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192854204171919586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBC5YsIPoOI/AAAAAAAAABM/2TELFoMxRjU/s320/HK.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me, in housekeeping uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Housekeeping.... Not my favourite department though. Didn't blend well with most of the staffs. But I enjoyed working with some of them. There's this Abang Rosli, a public area staff, where he'll "&lt;em&gt;OK, you pergi sapu 4 emergency exit dalam hotel. Jangan sapu cepat ya..... Pelahan-lahan sapu sampai habis kerja&lt;/em&gt;." And then there's this Kak Punes where she'll keep on asking me to help her solve her Sudoku in the linen department and Aunty Mages, where she'll offers me different kind of fruits in different days. Finally, there's this Kak Zi, a chamber maid, where she'll ask me to watch TV when I'm half way vaccuming the floor. Not only that, she even offered me a set of Pringles and ask me to sit down on the sofa while watching the TV! Although it's tiring working in housekeeping department, I enjoyed every moment working with these staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recreation Department&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192860238600970498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBC-38IPoQI/AAAAAAAAABc/c9TE3GLBqzI/s320/rec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Zam with some Japanese girls during my time in Recreation Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The 3rd month was a surprise to all of us. The Recreation Department actually needed trainees and I was transferred there along with my friend from UITM, Zam. We are the first trainees to ever worked in Recreation Department! How cool was that! Well, it ain't cool at all when we found out what we supposed to do there. Towel Boys. Yup.... Towel Boys....So....basically, we'll be responsible for giving the towel, get the towels back and stone for the whole day. Although the job kinda sucks and boring, but it's fun cos you'll be at the swimming pool the whole day. And in this case it means, &lt;strong&gt;BIKINI GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; everywhere! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOOHOOO!&lt;/span&gt; Men's wildest dreams are to be surrounded by hot chicks and here I am, being surrounded by hot chicks with bikinis. Hahaha.... anyway, the staffs there was pretty cool though. Since I was there during the election month, I ended up debating with them on which party's gonna win the general election (I'm a MCA supporter and they're, as usual, DAP). The job there was boring, giving towels then getting back the towels, but the jokes and the laughter in this department actually keeps me motivated everyday to work. Thanks alot GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Front Office &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192869653169283378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBDHb8IPoTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BZbNSHwb984/s320/FO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Front Office. What a department. All the staff here are just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;! They like to fool and joke around and you'll never get bored when working with them. However, sometimes, its kinda stressful. I got scolded by guests for no reasons; then being the Front Office runner, I have to run up and down, up and down, down and up; but there's the bright side. I met my FO &lt;em&gt;sifu&lt;/em&gt; here and also my lovely sister from Ipoh! Not only that, we all also went out clubbing together! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192865259417739538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBDDcMIPoRI/AAAAAAAAABk/ph8lWJwAvek/s320/kel.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Kelvin. My FO sifu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192867668894392610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBDFocIPoSI/AAAAAAAAABs/00Gj-WXvSV8/s320/ann.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ann! My sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Throughout my 1 month in Front Office, I learned alot. Thanks guys for everything especially Kelvin for all the teaching and also Ann for looking after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adventure Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192839150311547074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBCrscIPoMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ymH8SzKC34w/s320/AZ.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt; What would you do when all of a sudden you were transferred to a department that's supposed to be only for females? If you are a pervert kind of guy, you'll be "&lt;em&gt;Hell yeah!&lt;/em&gt;". If' you are a gay, you'll be "&lt;em&gt;Oh my f**king GOD&lt;/em&gt;". If you are a normal guy, you'll be "&lt;em&gt;Sianzzzz&lt;/em&gt;". Well...that's how I feel at first, "&lt;em&gt;SIANZZZZZ&lt;/em&gt;". When I got to know that I'll be moving to Adventure Zone for my last month of training.... I actually felt reluctant to go there. I even wanted to change with Jin Min, who is eagerly, desperately and anxiously wanted to work in Adventure Zone. But some how.... I changed my mind and just go according to the transfer made by the HR Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; was I glad that I changed my mind. The 3 weeks that I spend in Adventure Zone was probably the sublime of my 5 months of training. I meet wonderful people and made wonderful friends. Although it's only for 3 weeks, there's this bond between us that it makes us feel like we have known each other for a long time. Adventure Zone.... Truly a special place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... that's all I guess. 5 months, in a blink of an eye. I wish I could turn the time back and start the training all over again. Unfortunately, I can't. Life goes on and the past 5 months will be one of the best moments of my life and will be remembered forever..... To all my friends in Penang, like what Arnie did in Terminator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192855157654659314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBC6QMIPoPI/AAAAAAAAABU/PlGny1eY-EQ/s320/Arnold+wif+burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And I'm gonna miss you guys.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL THE BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: More pictures can be found &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/joonjiet"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Click on my photo album called Golden Sands Resorts.&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/5109878104832408083-2474107069544867921?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2474107069544867921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=2474107069544867921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2474107069544867921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2474107069544867921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies.......'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBCNhsIPoHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WQ8CID-B5gw/s72-c/Mutiara+Apartment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109878104832408083.post-2551654004706281848</id><published>2008-04-24T09:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T10:09:40.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woot~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can actually believe that someone like me, that likes to procrastinate, can actually starts a blog?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blogging is being such a famous trend now, that it can actually cost BN  to lose 2/3 of their parlimentary seat in the general election. Therefore i opt to give it a try in blogging and hope that it will help me to become the next Prime Minister of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nah&lt;/em&gt;....not really.... I started this blog just to waste my time, to express my views and also to post some of my memories. Since i'm new with it....so please bare with me...cos i'm still not good at this '&lt;em&gt;blogging&lt;/em&gt;' thingy... and hopefully you guys and girls out there will be entertained while reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY READING....and HAPPY BLOGGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109878104832408083-2551654004706281848?l=joonjiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2551654004706281848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109878104832408083&amp;postID=2551654004706281848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2551654004706281848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109878104832408083/posts/default/2551654004706281848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joonjiet.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>Joon Jiet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12156494192984809595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ftfCG1O_C48/SBBRVsIPoFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_sLu0OpB-9Q/S220/CIMG0178.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
