<?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-6923894428226462776</id><updated>2011-10-16T16:46:39.376-07:00</updated><category term='James Bond'/><category term='Like a Brother - Ch 2'/><category term='AsiaWorks'/><category term='Furry Friends Farm'/><category term='Sushi King Big Bowl Challenge'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Like a Brother - Ch 3'/><category term='cameron highlands'/><category term='Breaking up'/><category term='Poverty in India'/><category term='Personal Goal part 2'/><category term='War and Poverty 1'/><category term='a tasty find'/><category term='new aquarium'/><category term='my birthday'/><category term='all you can eat'/><category term='Like A Brother'/><category term='Installation'/><category term='District Fellowship - PAINball'/><title type='text'>Scorpio's Domain</title><subtitle type='html'>A site to express and share my experiences with no one else but the readers...^^</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7379727799713222542</id><published>2011-10-16T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:25:34.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poverty in India'/><title type='text'>The Effects of Poverty in India</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;India, a country famous for its IT, engineering and medical professionals. Yet, it’s stricken with poverty which was so serious that almost every day, there will be a person or a child dying on the streets with sickness, hunger, and unloved. There were even cases of abandoned babies on the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;One of the person that I admired and I read, was Mother Teresa. She was a saint living among the poor. Devoting her life to the poorest of the poor. To stay by their side during their dying moments, saying words of comfort and offering them her prayers. She had done so much for the people around the world. Yet, her quest was still far from over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.excerptsofinri.com/images/mother_teresa_love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://www.excerptsofinri.com/images/mother_teresa_love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;The government’s aid to alleviate the problem is not helping much at all. There were almost 8 states in the country that was identified as the poorest. And they have to contend with the largest and fastest growing populations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;In the rural areas, where the effects of poverty is the most obvious to be seen, they still practice the caste system. This system identifies a family’s rank in the society based on their wealth. And as the richer becomes richer, the poorer becomes poorer. Some families were not able to afford food every day. Even the rivers and ponds were used to wash their clothes, to bathe, are not sanitised for drinking. Which caused illness to the people. People who are not able to afford the medical expenses were refused admission and were left to survive or die on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/poverty-in-india-graph.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/poverty-in-india-graph.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/poverty_India_Mumbai_family_washing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/poverty_India_Mumbai_family_washing.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Children from the rural areas did not receive proper education as well. They would only learn how to work from their parents and teach them to their children and then their grandchildren. They will not be able to further improve their lives without proper education if Mother Teresa had not stepped in to establish new schools for the children all over the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;One of the other reason this issue was never resolved was due to the war between India and Pakistan over Kashmir which had lasted more than 50 years. The government spent a fortune on military might and most probably even nuclear weapons as well but this is not the war that they should be fighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;The issue of poverty and the concerns of the citizens are the main things that should be resolved first. Not waging wars with Pakistan over control of Kashmir. Because of this war, many of India’s citizens paid with their lives as they were not able to have access to the basic necessities like food and medicines. Some of them have even decided to leave the country to find a better life in other parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/Poverty-in-India-slum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/Poverty-in-India-slum.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;But, with the effect of globalisation, India may be able to be free from this dilemma. Though not immediately, but there will be improvements with increased job opportunities that can bring in more income for the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/Poverty-in-India-children.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.all-about-india.com/images/Poverty-in-India-children.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Being a Malaysian, I feel blessed that we can have access to all the basic necessities here. And looking at the effects of war and poverty that has affected the other countries makes me feel more appreciative of what we have here and not wasting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7379727799713222542?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7379727799713222542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7379727799713222542' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7379727799713222542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7379727799713222542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/10/effects-of-poverty-in-india.html' title='The Effects of Poverty in India'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-8124957304341787364</id><published>2011-09-26T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:28:35.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal Assignment</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might know, I have a goal which is to create awareness to the public on the effects of war and poverty on the people in the Middle-East, Africa, Burma and India. This particular assignment will also be evaluated by my seniors as well based on the end result of 40 comments from the readers. So, I would sincerely hope that you can take a few minutes to read them and leave a comment on your opinion. This would be a great help to me and also others who are less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The links are as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/08/lp-goal-1-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/08/personal-goal-1-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/09/personal-goal-1-part-3.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-8124957304341787364?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/8124957304341787364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=8124957304341787364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8124957304341787364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8124957304341787364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/09/goal-assignment.html' title='Goal Assignment'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7490108878060432616</id><published>2011-09-09T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:54:13.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Goal #1 Part 3</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, part 3 will be about the cause and effects of poverty in Myanmar, otherwise known as Burma.&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in the country. This is due mainly to the poor financial management, oppression and corruption within the ruling government. It was said that majority of the budget planned was to spend on acquiring military goods and only a small portion of the balance was left for the people of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are poor only earns income which place them below the poverty line. They faced difficulties in access to food, medical, education and other necessities. Families sent their children to work at a young age and even the women had to work to support their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effects of such causes are as follows :&lt;br /&gt;1) Majority of the children are malnourished&lt;br /&gt;2) There is no proper infrastructure to help improve the lives of the people&lt;br /&gt;3) Refugees fled the country to search for a better life in other countries due to government's oppression&lt;br /&gt;4) Many of the people didn't get good education&lt;br /&gt;5) Prices of commodities are highly inflated and they are not easy to obtain due to extremely low monthly salary earned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other countries are providing humanitarian support directly to the underpriviliged to help alleviate the problem and at the same time, they were pushing the government for a political change towards a better and developed country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Burma wants a free country. They took the courage to stand for their rights even when they were being oppressed by the military government. It is this kind of courage that I feel all of us should embody within ourselves to help us make it through in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.foreignpolicy.com/files/images/080512_burma_81058532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://blog.foreignpolicy.com/files/images/080512_burma_81058532.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Im3_DDT_eKc/SCQeOX6SCCI/AAAAAAAABn0/e99CKqzkEDY/s400/Myanmar+Cyclone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Im3_DDT_eKc/SCQeOX6SCCI/AAAAAAAABn0/e99CKqzkEDY/s400/Myanmar+Cyclone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeburmarangers.org/Images/2006/20060324_prayer_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.freeburmarangers.org/Images/2006/20060324_prayer_09.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/05/07/world/07myanmar-span-600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/05/07/world/07myanmar-span-600.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irrawaddy.org/article.php?art_id=9942"&gt;http://www.irrawaddy.org/article.php?art_id=9942&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationsencyclopedia.com/economies/Asia-and-the-Pacific/Burma-Myanmar-POVERTY-AND-WEALTH.html"&gt;http://www.nationsencyclopedia.com/economies/Asia-and-the-Pacific/Burma-Myanmar-POVERTY-AND-WEALTH.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/7023548.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/7023548.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2003/08/08/opinion/08iht-edwelsh_ed3_.html"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2003/08/08/opinion/08iht-edwelsh_ed3_.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7490108878060432616?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7490108878060432616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7490108878060432616' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7490108878060432616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7490108878060432616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/09/personal-goal-1-part-3.html' title='Personal Goal #1 Part 3'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Im3_DDT_eKc/SCQeOX6SCCI/AAAAAAAABn0/e99CKqzkEDY/s72-c/Myanmar+Cyclone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4432559068316819767</id><published>2011-08-31T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:48:32.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Goal part 2'/><title type='text'>Personal Goal #1 Part 2</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously I've posted on the effects of War in the Middle East. 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Causes of Poverty in Africa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mismanagement of Lands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;There were huge areas of arable land in Africa south of the Sahara Dessert. But due to land ownership issues and the poor state of the legislation governing this, most of these lands are wasted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Imagine the potential if the lands were used in a beneficial way to sustain farming and food supplies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Misappropriation of Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Financial aids were directly provided to the African countries but they were misappropriated by the corrupt government for all the wrong reasons like purchase of weapons, nuclears and other things which leaves little for humanitarian purposes. This effort proves to have no long term benefits to help the country. There were also misappropriation of the monies into large projects that ended up becoming white elephants than their initial intention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Human resources&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Cheap labours are often used those in production and manufacturing industries where other countries have used machines for years in the same area. Though Africa may have rich amount of natural resources to be explored, the use of human workforce has pulled down the efficiency and effectiveness of the industries’ performance in the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Also, most of the natives in Africa are illiterate. Those who holds degrees or have furthered their studies are only few and some migrated out of Africa to live a better life. If the people received proper and effective education, the country would have transformed into a developed country given time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Diseases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;People in Africa are often plagued with diseases that are treatable in other countries. This is due to consumption of unclean water as they have no proper water treatment processes nor clean water resources. They are also inflicted with AIDS. Drought and plagues of locusts have caused famine and hunger and people have died from all these conditions with children among the highest number due to poor living conditions and malnutrition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;5)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conflicts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;Internal and external conflicts in Africa has left people to struggle every single day for their survival and worried about their future. People have left their homes to become refugees in neighbouring states who are handling a huge burden in logistics for them. Those who were well educated enough have fled to other more developed countries in search of a better life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 14.2pt; text-align: left;"&gt;The effects of poverty in Africa are as follows :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 14.2pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 32.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;High mortality rate especially in children due to diseases and poor living conditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 32.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Unrest among the citizens due to conflicts and corruption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 32.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3)&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People would forever work as cheap labours and not receiving proper education, medical and humanitarian assistance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;As the situation continues to worsen, Africa will never be able to progress further to become a successful, well developed nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-holENWqM8II/TlXSGIqO8qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ixk3VKS7QBQ/s1600/pic.php.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Hi guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;As part of my 3 months goal, I have committed myself to research and come up with a presentation on the effects of war and poverty on the Middle East, Africa, Myanmar and India. This presentation will be spread over 4 parts based on the countries of my research. This is the first part : The Middle East.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Effects of war on the Middle East&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Over the years, we have heard on the news of wars going on in the Middle East. May it be between Iran and Palestine, citizens overthrowing the current ruler, war against terrorism. It’s endless. The reasons for war to occur are varied. Ranging from political purposes, freedom, disputes over territories, greed…the list can go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Yet, with war comes consequences. The innocents were killed and families torn apart. People who thought they fought for the right reason gave up their lives by becoming suicide bombers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;“Geoff Hoon, the [U.K.] Defence Secretary, suggested yesterday (April 4, 2003) that mothers of Iraqi children killed by cluster bombs would “one day” thank Britain for their use.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;Bombs and bullets have no eyes to recognise their targets. They were built to kill and destroy the enemy forces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-holENWqM8II/TlXSGIqO8qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ixk3VKS7QBQ/s1600/pic.php.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-holENWqM8II/TlXSGIqO8qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ixk3VKS7QBQ/s320/pic.php.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiSwGdS9J4/TlXSGdkIvNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yjI4C-pLHnE/s1600/birth-defect.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiSwGdS9J4/TlXSGdkIvNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yjI4C-pLHnE/s1600/birth-defect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;Children enlisted to become soldiers at a young age. Never knowing the fun and experience of growing up and making new friends when all they learn is to only fight and shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;Buildings and houses destroyed, where once these places were called home by its residents now lay in rubbles and ruins. No more can people hear the sound of laughter and conversations among neighbours as they cower in fear at the sound of a gunshot or a plane flying by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="first" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Quoted from BBC News…”Rebuilding the Gaza Strip after Israel's three-week offensive will cost billions of dollars, the UN has warned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Tens of thousands of Palestinians have been left homeless and 400,000 people still have no running water”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Social and political stands will change as they make way for the new ruling parties to lead. Such as the changes in Iraq’s political aspect after the execution of Saddam Hussein that ends his dictatorship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;As war continues to rage on, citizens feel unrest as they will never know how much longer they can live before becoming the next to fall by the bullet. Economies fall drastically and riots will break out which further worsens the current situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0mi8q7anI/TlXSHFi24_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/bagoXjJed8E/s1600/childwar-774709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0mi8q7anI/TlXSHFi24_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/bagoXjJed8E/s320/childwar-774709.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojaIkk42uEs/TlXSHgxaAII/AAAAAAAAAVM/lO7XdhA3LUw/s1600/gaza_child-bombed-city-israeli-war_2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojaIkk42uEs/TlXSHgxaAII/AAAAAAAAAVM/lO7XdhA3LUw/s1600/gaza_child-bombed-city-israeli-war_2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojaIkk42uEs/TlXSHgxaAII/AAAAAAAAAVM/lO7XdhA3LUw/s320/gaza_child-bombed-city-israeli-war_2009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;How Do We End War?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;The answer is simple, yet it is hard to be implemented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;As quoted by Monica, whose husband is in the army and is currently in custody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;To bring about the change we all are seeking, we must realize that the change must be a choice we all are allowed to make, as individuals and in our own time. We must learn to live our own lives, not to presume to know what is best for others. We must educate ourselves, and we must love others enough to give them the same opportunity for themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Patience and acceptance of others is what will stop war. Education will stop war. Understanding will stop war. Humility will stop war. Realizing our place, accepting our responsibilities and remembering our humanity will stop war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Love will stop war. You are all free to choose”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Love, Understanding, Education…these are simple yet big words in stopping war. Yet it is hard to be implemented as humans have emotions, beliefs, religion…which created barriers among themselves from making that first move. If only everyone could break down those walls and start loving, understanding, trusting each other, only then there will never be war on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;REFERENCES :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/views06/0211-27.htm"&gt;How to Stop A War&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unknownnews.org/casualties.html"&gt;Casualties in War&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casualties_of_the_iraq_war"&gt;Casualties of the Iraq War&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/7839075.stm"&gt;BBC News - Gaza Rebuild&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rand.org/pubs/monographs/MG892.html"&gt;Effect of Iraq War by RAND&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-8170751409222766095?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/8170751409222766095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=8170751409222766095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8170751409222766095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8170751409222766095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/08/lp-goal-1-part-1.html' title='LP Goal #1 - Part 1'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-holENWqM8II/TlXSGIqO8qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ixk3VKS7QBQ/s72-c/pic.php.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6447840801548179282</id><published>2011-07-11T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:21:56.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AsiaWorks'/><title type='text'>WHAT DO YOU WANT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What Do You Want In Your Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the question that my friend, &lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aariciskandar.com/"&gt;Aaric&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; asked on the phone one day out of the blue. I thought this was some kind of silly question but I answered him anyway. He pressed on asking what do I want and how do I consider that I've achieved something that I said I want. I kept on answering and answering and answering until I noticed that I'm going around and around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when he asked me to take a chance and attend the Asia Works Basic Training Course. After some considerations and events that happened unexpectedly, I finally walked in on the first day of the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of questions to ask in order to properly reflect on how we lived our lives all these while.&lt;br /&gt;1) How often have you ignored or not listen to what other people had to say?&lt;br /&gt;2) How often have you insisted people that you were right and you knew better than them?&lt;br /&gt;3) How often have you not talked to the people around you who cared about you?&lt;br /&gt;4) How often have you blamed someone or something else when things don't go the way you want?&lt;br /&gt;5) How often did you broke promises and agreements you made with people&lt;br /&gt;6) How often have you given up on doing something halfway?&lt;br /&gt;7) How often have you said something that you really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;8) How often have you lied to people around you?&lt;br /&gt;9) Have you ever shown your true self to other people or your image?&lt;br /&gt;10) When was the last time you actually let your feelings show up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions are endless in a way. Like what the trainer says so often during the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not that it's wrong, just that you need to be aware of it." Which is the main part of the whole training process. To be aware of the things you do routinely in life and acknowledge these things that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, I noticed that there are a lot of things that I want. But, I gave up halfway because of time, money, lack of support, lack of confidence. But theses are all just excuses. The fact is that, if there was something that I want, I would have find a way to settle all these problems in order to achieve them. Also, I rarely listened to what people say and most of the times I like to prove that I'm right. I also found out that I was too pampered and too dependent on other people. Usually anything happens, I would think to myself "It's ok...I still got my sisters, friends and relatives to rely on." I've taken them for granted for far too long. I like to procrastinate a lot, I don't take risks. God knows how many more flaws that I have in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first day I walked into the training, my automatic reaction is to start looking around the room and judged people on how they looked. I would just sit on one of the chairs and silent until someone started to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the training, I felt like layer upon layer of myself is being peeled away. Most of the participants may not like the way the trainer's method but this is the only way for us to change in whatever beliefs that is holding us back from getting what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process, I started to be aware of my flaws. And started to open up myself towards the training exercises and towards the participants. The only way I can describe my experience in the training? It's like a roller coaster ride of emotions. There were times we laughed, there were times we cried. But to know that we're not alone in facing our problems. That there are others who has the same problems as us and also there are others willing to commit themselves to help us achieve the thing we wanted in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 5 days of the training. I actually felt myself changing into a brand new me. It's still in progress but it's a good progress. And during that period, I've found new friends and shared a strong connected bond with them. The pictures below shows just how we felt during graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gzL9uF42dpE/ThrLR9Zy7RI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cVZSpKvHPZQ/s1600/DSC01010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gzL9uF42dpE/ThrLR9Zy7RI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cVZSpKvHPZQ/s320/DSC01010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kBOY3bSIt4/ThrMo2KTslI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-4F52GbxqsI/s1600/DSC01011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kBOY3bSIt4/ThrMo2KTslI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-4F52GbxqsI/s320/DSC01011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDTOI_yWxeI/ThrQoJNT9fI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xpPUnGS61Xw/s1600/DSC01012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDTOI_yWxeI/ThrQoJNT9fI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xpPUnGS61Xw/s320/DSC01012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DQnkSkuI24/ThrTAXbtNCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YCMVlmQC_60/s1600/DSC01013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DQnkSkuI24/ThrTAXbtNCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YCMVlmQC_60/s320/DSC01013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtdSH0vCorY/ThrU4cVSGZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0Ba9dcf47t4/s1600/DSC01014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtdSH0vCorY/ThrU4cVSGZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0Ba9dcf47t4/s320/DSC01014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QO46jFV8U2M/ThrWlEJ-9TI/AAAAAAAAAU4/E57SyW1T0cU/s1600/DSC01015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QO46jFV8U2M/ThrWlEJ-9TI/AAAAAAAAAU4/E57SyW1T0cU/s320/DSC01015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered one day of the training where everyone really cried their heart out in sharing their true self. That was the lowest point in the training. But, after that session, everyone got closer to each other. On graduation, it was a really grand and emotional event. But what is the best part of the graduation, is that after the trainer gave all of us an amazing guided visualisation, we get to see the people responsible for getting us here in the first place standing right in front of our eyes. SOme of them got flowers and cupcakes which made me feel envious of them. (Aaric...how come you didn't get any flowers or cupcakes for me? *pouts*) Lol...Jokes aside though...For me, just to see Aaric who got me into this training standing there with his trademark silly little smile, it was the best gift a friend could ever give to me. To be able to become my true self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ_6VkNITdU/ThrY9K-q0lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KY-PswBP6vw/s1600/DSC01016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ_6VkNITdU/ThrY9K-q0lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KY-PswBP6vw/s320/DSC01016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of courage in order to take the risks to improve my  life.&amp;nbsp; But once I have the intention and commitment. I'm sure I can  overcome it over time. So, stay tuned to the new and improved me in the near future. And that is one of the commitment I intend to fulfill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6447840801548179282?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6447840801548179282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6447840801548179282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6447840801548179282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6447840801548179282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-you-want.html' title='WHAT DO YOU WANT?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gzL9uF42dpE/ThrLR9Zy7RI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cVZSpKvHPZQ/s72-c/DSC01010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7666176041976790498</id><published>2011-07-03T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T03:42:39.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi King Big Bowl Challenge'/><title type='text'>The Day I Chose To Do Something Senseless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Date ~ 24th June 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Location ~ Midvalley Megamall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I planned to watch&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aariciskandar.com/2011/06/ryan-reynold-is-malaysian.html" style="color: lime;"&gt;Tanglung Hijau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my friends &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sanjeev&lt;/span&gt;, Jamie, Aaric, Blitz, Virginie and Ron. But, prior to the event, I've made a decision to try a challenge which after doing it, I felt it was senseless...But nonetheless, I still did it anyway (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Location ~ Sushi King Restaurant (Upstairs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Challenge ~~~~~~~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVhnublbwXU/Tgyb7UnhAjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lOLNZ7rdYHA/s1600/DSC00980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVhnublbwXU/Tgyb7UnhAjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lOLNZ7rdYHA/s320/DSC00980.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xM1nEdn1bhU/Tgybs76PozI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-GbVqYu-72o/s1600/DSC00979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xM1nEdn1bhU/Tgybs76PozI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-GbVqYu-72o/s320/DSC00979.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sushi King's Big Bowl Challenge *Applause* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The idea came about when fellow Penang Rotaractors Nicholas Goh and Shea Speare attempted the challenge and failed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65iehrJ5Pao/Tgyb9Pr47EI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8GMWAHt0FFU/s1600/Nic+%2526+SS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-65iehrJ5Pao/Tgyb9Pr47EI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8GMWAHt0FFU/s320/Nic+%2526+SS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SS and Prawn...You guys got pawned...Lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hence, I thought why not I try it as well just for fun. Furthermore, the movie only starts around 11.30pm. I was joined by two of my friends, Virginie and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blitzgun.blogspot.com/2011/06/sushi-king-big-bowl-challenge.html" style="color: blue;"&gt;Blitz Gun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the challenge with the lady as our cheerleader and camerawoman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ0hFHf-FOY/Tgyapa1oa_I/AAAAAAAAATw/lB2LZ47OMLw/s1600/DSC00958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ0hFHf-FOY/Tgyapa1oa_I/AAAAAAAAATw/lB2LZ47OMLw/s320/DSC00958.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is Gun starting to regret about his decision to do the challenge?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwaA8W-K18E/TgyaY8W_W0I/AAAAAAAAATs/l-ekH1_RqX8/s1600/DSC00957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwaA8W-K18E/TgyaY8W_W0I/AAAAAAAAATs/l-ekH1_RqX8/s320/DSC00957.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lovely lady for company (^^)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now, you would ask what are the rules of the challenge? Well, have a look at the teaser video below and it will explain everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dcf863c709bc2974" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcf863c709bc2974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486E0C4D1BFF5FBBFA116311ED6C9F027631D454.3506DB9FB408B685DC8D5C3820A813B61DCDF704%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcf863c709bc2974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrCAaWxGb_mk0Q2Kn6N_kGTeKULY&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcf863c709bc2974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486E0C4D1BFF5FBBFA116311ED6C9F027631D454.3506DB9FB408B685DC8D5C3820A813B61DCDF704%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcf863c709bc2974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrCAaWxGb_mk0Q2Kn6N_kGTeKULY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are the rules clear enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; So, Blitz had the first turn. Those of you who clicked at the link above would knew the result already by now. If not, go and have a look. I don't intend to be a spoiler here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIOmq31JQ-Y/Tgya6bWk--I/AAAAAAAAAT0/GmZsRhzny3w/s1600/DSC00967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIOmq31JQ-Y/Tgya6bWk--I/AAAAAAAAAT0/GmZsRhzny3w/s320/DSC00967.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me failing as an interviewer for Gun's Challenge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When he's done the challenge, it was my turn. But while waiting for the noodles, we had a very short clip before I took the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0f533f6ab5bf0c" 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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c0f533f6ab5bf0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40401EBC7B84E13044B65BA8B66FF1E08CEEC801.40A682AD0C55713592E71E6220DA24B17C58F0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0f533f6ab5bf0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dum01pMalMuaXnwn-gB3Y4ocmh04&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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c0f533f6ab5bf0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40401EBC7B84E13044B65BA8B66FF1E08CEEC801.40A682AD0C55713592E71E6220DA24B17C58F0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0f533f6ab5bf0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dum01pMalMuaXnwn-gB3Y4ocmh04&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was nervous like Hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, no use turning back now. I've already signed my "will" before attempting the challenge. So, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/0CoCnERMaxc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CoCnERMaxc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CoCnERMaxc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After 10 minutes of stuffing myself with a huge bunch of noodles, some vegies, seaweed, half an egg and a big bowl of soup......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJg-Wb15wd4/TgybJ4w3luI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JoMltlueYFI/s1600/DSC00976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJg-Wb15wd4/TgybJ4w3luI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JoMltlueYFI/s320/DSC00976.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally conquered the challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KbkIgZ69R4/TgybbTear9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/-EMyNiB1WFA/s1600/DSC00977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KbkIgZ69R4/TgybbTear9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/-EMyNiB1WFA/s320/DSC00977.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in less than 10 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, it was a senseless decision. But in the company of friends, it's something that is enjoyable as well. (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2098756553"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2098756554"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7666176041976790498?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7666176041976790498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7666176041976790498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7666176041976790498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7666176041976790498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-i-chose-to-do-something-senseless.html' title='The Day I Chose To Do Something Senseless...'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVhnublbwXU/Tgyb7UnhAjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/lOLNZ7rdYHA/s72-c/DSC00980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7733915752177149370</id><published>2011-06-22T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T01:08:20.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furry Friends Farm'/><title type='text'>Helping out our furry friends</title><content type='html'>Date : 22nd May 2011&lt;br /&gt;Time : 8.30am&lt;br /&gt;Venue : Sungai Buloh&lt;br /&gt;Event : Visit to Furry Friends Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bright and beautiful Sunday morning (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I would say that because I woke up late again for my appointment with my friends Gun and James. It was about 8.30am when I reached the Subang Jaya KTM station to meet up with Blitz Gun. Together with him is his lovely soulmate, Tanny, his brother, Billy Gun and their cousin, Ron. After he picked me up outside the station, we headed to Kelana Jaya area for dim sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the shop slipped my mind. Should've taken a picture or blog on the same day when I came back. But the food were excellent. Luckily James Ong helped us reserved a table. Apparently customers had to wait under the tent outside during peak hours. We had fun and chat while enjoying the food, of course with good food comes "good" pricing. Once we've had our stomachs full, we headed to our destination for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, before that, a short stop at Shell petrol station to buy some drinks for replenishment purposes. I went a little bit overboard on my purchases. Not just only I've bought a couple of bottles of 100 Plus, I've also purchased 2 National Geographic magazines and 2 Mentos chewing gum. Felt like I was shopping for a family picnic (^^")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on to our proper destination...The Furry Friends Farm (^^) Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An introduction about the location, Furry Friends Farm once started in Pulau Ketam to house the stray dogs and cats. The strays was out of control until the stray dogs feed on the carcases of their own kind. (Curse you heartless, irresponsible owners...You should feel the same thing the strays go through every single day of their miserable lives just to survive for another day!!! How could you have the heart to abandon and abuse them!!!) Apparently the center has moved to Sungai Buloh. (Correct me if I'm wrong Blitz) more details can be referred to my fellow blogger/driver Blitz Gun at &lt;a href="http://blitzgun.blogspot.com/2011/05/second-chances.html"&gt;http://blitzgun.blogspot.com/2011/05/second-chances.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is run by the owner Sabrina Yeap and volunteers. Yes, the place only relies on volunteers to help take care of the strays and the center's needs. Funding for the daily consumables for the dogs and cats are already an issue itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, when we've reached the location, we were greeted by one of the volunteers who helped take care of the stray cats and the owner Ms. Sabrina. We were to divide among ourselves as to who should prepare the meal and who will be cleaning the enclosures. After doing so, the next question she asked was..."Did you bring any gloves?" That was answered by the unanimous "Ehhhhhh...." from myself, James, Billy and Ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous night, we were told to bring the following items:&lt;br /&gt;1) A spare change of clothes after all the hard work&lt;br /&gt;2) A few bottles&amp;nbsp; of water to replenish our fluid level&lt;br /&gt;3) A mask if necessary&lt;br /&gt;4) A pair of slippers or shoes&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO INDICATION ABOUT GLOVES (although I did considered bringing a pair myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, Sabrina lead us to the location for our first task...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1unI9tFliD0/TgCaqzsauPI/AAAAAAAAARw/AzODxcKH8c8/s1600/DSC00903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1unI9tFliD0/TgCaqzsauPI/AAAAAAAAARw/AzODxcKH8c8/s320/DSC00903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeng Jeng Jeng...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our first task was to clean the enclosure of any unwanted items and arrange the cement drains in a parallel manner. Yes, the drains shown in the picture below...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oIVb_ntTu1c/TgCa5HMWRFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/GIc3nWw3TVc/s1600/DSC00904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oIVb_ntTu1c/TgCa5HMWRFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/GIc3nWw3TVc/s320/DSC00904.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough work cleaning the enclosure but with the cooperation among the 4 of us (ie. myself, James, Billy and Ron), we managed to complete the task. And found something else in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7prdby2FbA/TgCbIAwkemI/AAAAAAAAAR4/GY154_RGUio/s1600/DSC00905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7prdby2FbA/TgCbIAwkemI/AAAAAAAAAR4/GY154_RGUio/s320/DSC00905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new life in the making...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before anyone goes and misunderstood what is shown above. These are not turtle eggs (Nice one Aaric) or chicken eggs. But it could be a monitor lizard's or worse...a snake's. The size of the eggs are almost the same as little pebbles. Luckily Momma was not around when we were cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a short break and I went to take some pictures of another kind of furry resident. The cats (^w^) like the ones below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rJ9jlKa9Rw/TgCbYWnQHeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jXb3nf1UNEI/s1600/DSC00906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rJ9jlKa9Rw/TgCbYWnQHeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jXb3nf1UNEI/s320/DSC00906.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trg4bn8dzzU/TgCboBrpueI/AAAAAAAAASA/Eyhk3Bsm5hg/s1600/DSC00907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trg4bn8dzzU/TgCboBrpueI/AAAAAAAAASA/Eyhk3Bsm5hg/s320/DSC00907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are separate enclosures for the dogs and cats. Even up to the point that healthy cats and diseased cats are isolated as well. What kind of disease might a cat have? Well, leukaemia is one...and FIV. What is FIV? It's the abbreviation for Feline Immunodeficiency Virus. Now doesn't that sounds familiar? Well, it is the feline equivalent of HIV. Just a scratch from a diseased cat will transmit the virus to a healthy cat. (Don't worry, humans are not affected by the disease. More reference can be made to the following site &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feline_immunodeficiency_virus"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feline_immunodeficiency_virus&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next task after the break was to become Poop Patrols...(Fun...yeah right) starting with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGGAiUdGyZY/TgCb5c8_JwI/AAAAAAAAASE/H8wUBs1CROE/s1600/DSC00908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGGAiUdGyZY/TgCb5c8_JwI/AAAAAAAAASE/H8wUBs1CROE/s320/DSC00908.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ron (on the left) and Billy...!!! (Applause)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you think bringing a mask is good enough for the job, think again!! You might as well bring a biohazard suit. The smell is really gagging. (Which the 3 of us suffered without the use of masks.) Equipped with only a broom and dustpan, we started on our noble task and it was tiring and disgusting. But someone has to do it. There were other volunteers that day, some were assisting the cats and some were helping repairing the enclosures and washing the trays for their meals. After a while, the Poop Patrol duty has been passed onto yours truly as Billy and Ron helped on washing the trays and containers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trust me when I say it is one of the most difficult task to do. Looking and scooping the poop, gagging occasionally and when you turn around, a fresh pile is waiting. If you think it's disgusting and you don't wanna do it, how do you think Sabrina feels when she has to run the center by herself during the weekdays. Once done with the Poop Patrol, the next step is to rinse the enclosure and to sweep the area. After I've completed the tasks, I took a break again and back to take some pictures (^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqMXlDclhZ8/TgCcKd8dm5I/AAAAAAAAASI/yLOGi3uc1Nc/s1600/DSC00909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqMXlDclhZ8/TgCcKd8dm5I/AAAAAAAAASI/yLOGi3uc1Nc/s320/DSC00909.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This fella only wants some TLC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHQWRnBMWwM/TgCcb4HrVZI/AAAAAAAAASM/wGIJqzJXzuA/s1600/DSC00912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHQWRnBMWwM/TgCcb4HrVZI/AAAAAAAAASM/wGIJqzJXzuA/s320/DSC00912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cats doing their best in the hot afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUCV__1EPHI/TgCcq4oGt4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8li5VFGeCzs/s1600/DSC00920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUCV__1EPHI/TgCcq4oGt4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/8li5VFGeCzs/s320/DSC00920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An unexpected furry visitor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKWNnoAhsno/TgCc6n8pz0I/AAAAAAAAASU/oTrJBYR6okE/s1600/DSC00922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKWNnoAhsno/TgCc6n8pz0I/AAAAAAAAASU/oTrJBYR6okE/s320/DSC00922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some timid little kittens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTQUn3kZFxM/TgCdLHMdhJI/AAAAAAAAASY/yZ--KSn4qO8/s1600/DSC00923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTQUn3kZFxM/TgCdLHMdhJI/AAAAAAAAASY/yZ--KSn4qO8/s320/DSC00923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teddy Bear...!!! (Seriously, that's his name) I liked him on first sight (^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wROV4sNU1js/TgCdbwaHDoI/AAAAAAAAASc/TQ9TY01cK7M/s1600/DSC00924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wROV4sNU1js/TgCdbwaHDoI/AAAAAAAAASc/TQ9TY01cK7M/s320/DSC00924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This guy wants some TLC too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUTItmGWd3s/TgCdsyz3qiI/AAAAAAAAASg/QtxDTRoVYO0/s1600/DSC00931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUTItmGWd3s/TgCdsyz3qiI/AAAAAAAAASg/QtxDTRoVYO0/s320/DSC00931.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just taking for fun (^^")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QA0xbLv51dc/TgCd9EyuvtI/AAAAAAAAASk/r09PPBLWMvU/s1600/DSC00935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QA0xbLv51dc/TgCd9EyuvtI/AAAAAAAAASk/r09PPBLWMvU/s320/DSC00935.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing volunteer job is very tiring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I've returned from my Poop Patrol duty, my next task is to be an Egg Cracker. The reason? The meal for the dogs are rice mixed with pumpkin, bread and omelette. It was a slow and difficult process because we need to be careful as there are rotten eggs and we're not sure when we'll get lucky. In my case, at a ratio of 50 eggs, about 1/5 of them are rotten. This were not much easier as the electricity kept on tripping. After the electrician investigated, the reason is that one of the plugs cannot be overloaded with two rice cookers. So, not just only the meals were significantly delayed, we had to be careful as well when we were cooking the rice. The rice cookers are not those ordinary ones that we use at home everyday. They were HUGE, like those used for big catering events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the meals are not fully prepared, they had to prioritize the feeding time for the puppies and weaker dogs. Knowing that food is coming, the dogs made quite a commotion and wanted to barge into the kitchen area. My task has now changed to...Food Guardian (I seem to make quite a few names for myself...Lol). As we fed some of the dogs which were kept in the kitchen area, the more aggressive ones squabbled over their share of the food. Just look at some of the pictures below on the preparation process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LhyAMGY2__8/TgCeM6K1nKI/AAAAAAAAASo/ArzMwq2WRB8/s1600/DSC00936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LhyAMGY2__8/TgCeM6K1nKI/AAAAAAAAASo/ArzMwq2WRB8/s320/DSC00936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No...!!! Gun is not cooking for us. It's for the dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EbPVTYW_Zo/TgCedO1VVMI/AAAAAAAAASs/kCgZ8Zjkkfk/s1600/DSC00937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EbPVTYW_Zo/TgCedO1VVMI/AAAAAAAAASs/kCgZ8Zjkkfk/s320/DSC00937.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o47x577jc7s/TgCesBq_HkI/AAAAAAAAASw/njcBqPHfsIA/s1600/DSC00939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o47x577jc7s/TgCesBq_HkI/AAAAAAAAASw/njcBqPHfsIA/s320/DSC00939.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanny working on the rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojxc4GguK6Y/TgCe8FaEUQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eyAlyyzM_pE/s1600/DSC00940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojxc4GguK6Y/TgCe8FaEUQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eyAlyyzM_pE/s320/DSC00940.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Billy giving some TLC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iwAdjhJ00A/TgCfMn_GUAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/paY--fzFPH8/s1600/DSC00942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5iwAdjhJ00A/TgCfMn_GUAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/paY--fzFPH8/s320/DSC00942.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking a break in between the chaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1qeqmatW6s/TgCfeje1NVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wC8wL69qqYY/s1600/DSC00947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1qeqmatW6s/TgCfeje1NVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wC8wL69qqYY/s320/DSC00947.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spHSu1Auo7E/TgCfwl-KZVI/AAAAAAAAATA/pCwRZpa-8HI/s1600/DSC00951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spHSu1Auo7E/TgCfwl-KZVI/AAAAAAAAATA/pCwRZpa-8HI/s320/DSC00951.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a volunteer is never an easy job which demands a lot of energy and commitment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWwn25vl5OA/TgCgCUuDYTI/AAAAAAAAATE/c-OnUYBr4zg/s1600/DSC00954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWwn25vl5OA/TgCgCUuDYTI/AAAAAAAAATE/c-OnUYBr4zg/s320/DSC00954.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The dogs taking a rest after their meal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By the time we left, it was around 6.30pm. Initially we wanted to stay until all of the food is cooked but Sabrina assured us that she will take over and it's best for us to leave before it gets too dark. James drove home while the rest of us decided to shower and change at Tanny's place which was nearer. The other reason that we wanted to go to her house was because they have a jakooozieee (^^) Awesome...!! *Two thumbs up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We fooled around for a while before taking our showers and ended our day with dinner at SS2 at the area famous for the stalls of food. (I'm in food heaven...*Teary eyes*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dogs and cats are amazing animals. They can be loyal and love you more in return as long as they get tender loving care. Actually, not only dogs and cats, but pets in general. So, to the owners out there, if you ever thought of abandoning these creatures and hope you can live on with it. Think thoroughly before you even do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7733915752177149370?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7733915752177149370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7733915752177149370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7733915752177149370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7733915752177149370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/06/helping-out-our-furry-friends.html' title='Helping out our furry friends'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1unI9tFliD0/TgCaqzsauPI/AAAAAAAAARw/AzODxcKH8c8/s72-c/DSC00903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-1508664838761053291</id><published>2011-06-13T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T06:33:38.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Day To Do Volunteering Work</title><content type='html'>Date : 8th May, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Time : 8am - 7pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue : Orang Asli settlement, Hulu Melaka, Serendah, Rawang&lt;br /&gt;Event : WOW Day - Family day with the Orang Asli and their families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cool morning when I woke up at 6am. Only to realise that I have overslept. The best part was, I've already set the handphone alarm to go off at 4am and 5am the night before. (OO) I had to rush to steam my breakfast from Friday's leftover supper (The Big Pau from Mee Boon Dim Sum, Jalan Ipoh) bathing, brushing teeth, changing into my sportswear and packing. All within half an hour before I had to leave to the Segambut KTM&amp;nbsp; station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got out of my neighbourhood, a bus came along just in time. It was only a few minutes to reach the KTM station. But, knowing the "timeliness" of our local railway system. It's guaranteed that I'll be late. So I notified the friend who invited me for the event Aaric and Gun who is also volunteering for that day. A few minutes later, Aaric sent me the contact of the person in charge of transport and I've already settled my transport issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, I'll skip my breakfast part and directly to the part where I've arrived in the Orang Asli settlement. The previous night, I've received a message from the organising team saying that once we entered the area, there will be no handphone reception at all. My phone only showed "Emergency Calls Only" when we've entered the area. There were canopies, chairs, sound systems and prizes neatly arranged at the field whereas nearby, there is an inflatable slide for the children to play in. Poles and tapes marked the border of the field decorated with balloons. As the morning continues, all volunteers are separated into their respective teams with their tasks for the day. I'm assigned to the F &amp;amp; B team to handle the lunch and drinks for the volunteers and residents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was early and there were too many of us, I decided to help out in the babysitting section at the inflatable slides. As I reached there, the kids were entering and playing. Taking turns to let others in although some were quite reluctant to exit. There were activities lined up for them, some of the activities include gunny-sack race and drawing competition for the kids, balloon stepping and musical chairs for the adults (which can turn out to be quite rough as usual for musical chairs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, we have catering food, ice-cream and pastries. It was hectic as people lined up to take food for their families. It was a huge crowd but it is evident that the residents and their children enjoyed the meal. As we took the time off during lunch, the residents entertained themselves with their singing. The volunteers even did a dance to "Baby" by Justin Bieber as one of the volunteer's son sang the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone has enjoyed their lunch, we had the prize giving ceremony. During that time, I'm back into babysitting duty at the inflatable. The children were very determined and quite selfish on playing at the inflatable. To solve this, I actually went inside to the inflatable and attempt at crowd control. I ended up being the "Hantu Cina" that eats up little kids if they don't listen and exit the inflatable for the other kids' turn. There were some I had to wrestle, carry, even pretend to bite their necks just for fun. I feel so evil doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun playing with the kids. Even if it's really tiring to take care of them. The Guest of Honor arrived in the afternoon for the formal side of the event. There was even a local television crew to cover the event. Once the event was over, we packed up a bit before we call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of us, we had a little trip further up to the waterfall to have a cool dip after a long day under the hot sun. At first I was reluctant to go into the water as I didn't bring any spare clothes to change. But, Aaric insisted and he said he doesn't mind if the seat gets wet. Then again, I still felt a bit hesitant at that time. But I finally gave in upon Aaric's insistence. I have never regretted my decision as the water was cool and refreshing. We had a bit of fun splashing around and laughing. In the process, I got to know two new friends who are Alex Teo and Wilson Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to help out other people and do service to the community, it makes me feel satisfied. This is most probably the main reason why I never get tired after joining Rotaract for 7 years already. Which is a decision I have never regretted since the day I joined such a wonderful organisation and got to know all the amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-1508664838761053291?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/1508664838761053291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=1508664838761053291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1508664838761053291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1508664838761053291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-day-to-do-volunteering-work.html' title='A Fun Day To Do Volunteering Work'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7678893662818580414</id><published>2011-05-09T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T02:42:19.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocation</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to make things simple and not clogging up this blog and confusing the readers, I've decided to create a new one where I'll post my creative writing (fanfictions and fictions) to another blog at http://fantasy-my creative .blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog will only feature my attempts in creative writing. All constructive comments and suggestions are welcomed. In the meantime, due to my hectic audit work for the companies with December 2010 year end, I won't be able to exercise the creative part of my brain yet. But I'll read novels and mangas (yes, some of my works do come from comics) to get some ideas and inspirations. Until then, stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Kim ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7678893662818580414?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7678893662818580414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7678893662818580414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7678893662818580414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7678893662818580414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/05/relocation.html' title='Relocation'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2598753448141232449</id><published>2011-02-27T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:18:11.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='District Fellowship - PAINball'/><title type='text'>Lock and Load</title><content type='html'>Date : 26th February 2011&lt;br /&gt;Time : 9.00 am&lt;br /&gt;Venue : Delta Paintball, Taman Pertanian Negara, Bukit Cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Event : District Rotaract Fellowship - PAINball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned above, it was a day where all of us Rotaractors from District 3300 and guests get to have fun in a jungle environment and get to shoot each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staying over at Aaric's house the previous night so that I can follow his car to the location for the paintball. Luckily it wasn't difficult to wake the fella up but he's a bit of a lazybum. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Koshla, Nisha and one of Aaric's club member. After a short while, we met up with a few more of Aaric's friends as we headed for breakfast at the cafeteria near the entrance. A few of the participants (including the Organising Chairperson) was still on their way while we waited for them. Once everyone has arrived, we took a feeder bus uphill to the paintball valley. There were a few other groups there with&amp;nbsp; a tournament going on. We're having our own game instead among the 20 of us. We were briefed of the safety measures and mechanisms of the marker (the gun that we're using to shoot), the face mask and protective vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing, we were brought to a nearby arena for the first battle which also serves as a warm up. All of us went with our designated teams and prepared for battle as strategies were explained. Being a newbie to this, I just stick around and go according to situation. The battle started once the marshalls gave the command as everyone took off their barrel socks (used to block the marker in case the safety pin was not in place and someone accidentally pulled the trigger) and pushed the safety pin into fire mode. There were boards, empty huts and trees to serve as cover while we rushed forward and shoot. Aaric was being a kamikaze by running first and shot 4 opponents before he was taken out. Then there was Eric and Sanjeev as well to lead the team. We won the first round by taking out majority of the opponents until times up. I didn't get to shoot anyone then which was an ultimate fail. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round two, both teams switched positions and we found that the ground was a bit of a disadvantage for us. But we remained with the same strategy and Aaric being the kamikaze person he is, rushed forward first and got a few of the opponents. I was hiding behind one of the boards and shot a few pellets with my fellow teammate. And ended up getting shot at twice, at the right arm and thigh. First important lesson learnt, hide and shoot is a good strategy and be alert with the surroundings. My team lost the second round by survival as the opponents had more members in the arena compared to my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then exited from the paintball grounds to rest and refresh ourselves while we returned the markers for a gas refill after emptying the pellets into the pots that we were carrying around to reload our markers in case we ran out of pellets. Everyone was sweating from the heat and adrenaline. Paintball is a physical sport that involves a lot of running. The venue has a freeflow of syrup drinks to replenish the fluids and energy in our body before we suit up and headed to the third round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we followed the marshal, we were led to a different spot where there was an old bus lying in the middle. The game, Attacker vs Defender. The rules, the defenders must prevent the attackers from touching the bus within 15 minutes. The attackers wins if one of their members managed to touch the bus and survive till the end of the time given. Members of both teams who got shot will have to move to their designated safe spots and wait for the marshal's command before they can re-enter to the battle. There were tensions in the air as we all waited for the opponents to approach while we guarded our stations. The attackers are allowed to fan out so we had to look out all around us for signs. For a few minutes, I can only hear my own breathing and the members checking in on their position. Then, we heard gunfires and all of us prepared for battle. The attackers were hiding behind bushes and trees as they tried to take us out and reach the target. I was just shooting away at anything that moves behind the trees from my side while using the tree as my cover. One by one, my team members were shot but we managed to take out a few of the opponents as well. Since their safe spot is far, they are at a disadvantage. The battle became more fierce as they came for the second time and we battled each other. I'm not sure if I got anyone in the process but there were pellets flying left and right at the tree I'm hiding behind. Some of the members who were taken out were giving the directions and then, our guard at the bus got shot and now the target is open. They were pushing me to move and protect the bus, but I was hesitating. That caused me to get shot as I felt something hit my head and I moved to the safe spot. But after checking, there was no ink mark on my head. Second lesson, if you think you got shot, first check and see if there are any ink marks before exiting the arena. Anyway, one of the opponents managed to touch the bus and we got excited as some of us screamed the instructions to one of our members who hid behind one of the bus while the opponent was at the other side. As the time runs out, we managed to protect the target until the end.&amp;nbsp; We exited the arena for some rest before commencing the fourth round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're brought to a different are this time, with huts, empty barrels and a car to use as shields for our fourth battle. Raise the Flag. The rules are simple. Avoid getting shot and run to the flagpole and raise your team's flag. The one that lasts till the end wins. aaric, Sanjeev and Eric were to be the ones to raise the flag while the others tried to cover for them. But a few seconds after the battle started, my marker malfunctioned as it wasn't able to fire anything. So I called the marshal to rectify the problem. As I went back into battle, I noticed that some of my members were already missing. I turned around to see Aaric and Eric got taken out. Shortly after, Sanjeev followed suit. Lesson three, make sure to check that your equipments are fuunctioning properly before going into battle. The opponents' flag was raised. I saw some of the enemies and shot at them. One thing about the markers and the pellets is that they never travel in a straight line always due to the spherical shape of the pellets. Time was over and the opposing team won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were already tired from the game as we rested and had our lunch. Only a few of us remained outside as the others resumed their battle. I gave my remaining pellets for them to use as James, Koshla, Li Yen and myself sat and waited for them to finish. Koshla had to go off early so only three of us remained to wait for the others. Li Yen, James and myself chatted among ourselves before they too had to go off at 2.30pm. Leaving me to be the Lone Guardian to take care of the important belongings. Just minutes after they left, Aaric and a few others returned and looking worn out. Apparently the reason they took so long was due to the choice of the battlegrounds. The game, Raise the Flag again but from what I hear, my team won the challenge as Aaric tied the ropes after raising our flag. There were some equipments malfunction as well and he had to abandon his marker and rushed to the flagpole which explains the injuries on his arm and the tear on his t-shirt. A few others exited from the arena as the remaining players went for the final round with one of the other teams there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game, Zombieball. The rules are simple. Nobody is taken out even after getting shot. The game lasts until everyone's pellets are used up. This kind of game tests the player's resistance as they get shot over and over again. Though it was a physically challenging game, everyone had fun and laughs with a few "souvenirs" added for memories. Not many photos were taken as all of us kept our important belongings and didn't bring them inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yKTBTltPa38/TWp5nNLlPEI/AAAAAAAAARU/BYZIpv7qIJc/s1600/DSC00833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yKTBTltPa38/TWp5nNLlPEI/AAAAAAAAARU/BYZIpv7qIJc/s320/DSC00833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few of the participants&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/---S6XKoZIqI/TWp6wmKdwpI/AAAAAAAAARY/KxdK-s9WV0w/s1600/DSC00834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/---S6XKoZIqI/TWp6wmKdwpI/AAAAAAAAARY/KxdK-s9WV0w/s320/DSC00834.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaric&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xvvorRrovX4/TWp7tNOgraI/AAAAAAAAARc/uLtQIHfuXzY/s1600/DSC00835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xvvorRrovX4/TWp7tNOgraI/AAAAAAAAARc/uLtQIHfuXzY/s320/DSC00835.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eric&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JH4JIcORFww/TWp8ox0akeI/AAAAAAAAARg/G59Ue5r4o9E/s1600/DSC00836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JH4JIcORFww/TWp8ox0akeI/AAAAAAAAARg/G59Ue5r4o9E/s320/DSC00836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SMwigsGp7iw/TWp9utnKs4I/AAAAAAAAARk/MIc1Awb7LfI/s1600/DSC00837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SMwigsGp7iw/TWp9utnKs4I/AAAAAAAAARk/MIc1Awb7LfI/s320/DSC00837.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Break time ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;To Min Lee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Guess what? I’m no longer living alone anymore. (^^) I’ve found some abandoned kittens nearby last night while coming home from work and they were so adorable. Luckily Jonghyun was around to help me out. I’ve included pictures of the kittens with their names and new home. What’s even more surprising is that Jonghyun’s part of the famous boyband SHINee and they’re my neighbours and classmates. We’ll be going shopping today to buy a few things. I hope those people back home didn’t bother any of you guys. Take care and I miss you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo Hyung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I’m up early today to make breakfast. Chicken porridge with fried onions and chopped scallions when someone rang the doorbell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Coming…” I went to open the door and found SHINee waiting outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Just in time for breakfast.” I smiled at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“What is it today?” Taemin asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Chicken porridge. Something simple to start the day.” I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Mmmmm…Chicken.” Onew said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Come on in…I’ll go check on the progress first.” I went to the kitchen. Minho, Key, Taemin and Jonghyun made a beeline straight for the SHINee Kitties. Onew offered to help me instead. While preparing the meal, I looked at Onew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Are you afraid of cats?” I asked out of curiosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Not really…just that something happened in the past. It’s my fault actually. I’m not really good with small animals and children.” He said. Somehow, I feel like helping him to overcome it. But maybe another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;After setting up the table, the kittens woke up and started mewing loudly for their meal. I prepared and served them immediately as the others watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You know, Tiggy reminds me of Jonghyun. He’s the smallest of the bunch.” I said to them. It took Jonghyun a few moments to understand what I was saying and he turned around with a I’m-gonna-kill-you stare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Sorry…no hard feelings.” I looked at him jokingly. “And breakfast is ready.” I added as the others made their way to the dining table. Onew was already helping himself with the food. I went to clean myself and changed in my room before coming down. Key was the first one to see me and he was stunned. His spoon clattering into the bowl. I have an uneasy feeling about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I looked up at Key when his spoon fell into the bowl. Everyone else was curious what happened as we followed his stunned gaze towards Jin Woo. What I saw next almost shocked me. Standing there, was a person that looks more like an ajusshi than a 19 year old hyung. I didn’t want to find out whatever is in his closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;After breakfast, Key was looking around in Jin Woo’s closet while myself and the others sat on the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Don’t you have anything else better to wear?” Key looked at him after he has done searching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“It’s all that I have. I don’t go out much usually.” Jin Woo smiled apologetically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, we’ll need to do something about your clothes.” Key said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“And your looks.” Minho added.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“So it’s settled then.” I looked at the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Minho and Key will be with Jin Woo hyung. While myself, Jonghyun and Taemin will look for books.” Onew added. With that, we went on our way to the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;It was an interesting outing. I’ve never been around the city much since the day I got to Seoul. The sights and scenes were amazing. We were travelling towards one of the areas known for its shopping malls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;We stopped outside one of the malls. “Shall we try this one?” Key asked. I looked up and saw the sign board. Shin Kyung Mall. Instantly I knew what it was. Part of something that I swore not to be related to anymore. Shin Kyung Enterprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Is something wrong?” Taemin asked. That got me back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Oh, nothing. Can we try another place?” I turned to Key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Sure, there are other choices around here.” He said as he brought us to another mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Is it just me? I thought I saw something dark passed through Jin Woo’s eyes when he saw the sign board. But I didn’t want to ask him and make myself feel like an intruder into his personal life. But I wonder what happened to him in the past? The thoughts kept turning in my mind as we made our way to another location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;We came to another mall, as planned, Key and Minho were to take me get a new look and clothes while Jonghyun, Onew and Taemin went to the bookstore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“First, we need to work on your looks.” Key said as we went to a stylist. I saw the price list of each services which was more than what I can save for myself from my part-time wages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“I…I can’t afford this…” I looked at Key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Don’t worry…Think of it as our thank you for the food and SHINee Kitties. At least for now.” Key pushed me through the doors. Just then, one of the stylist came over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Key, and Minho. How nice of you to drop over.” The stylist smiled as she greeted us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hi Yeunee noona, can you help make Jin Woo hyung look fabulous?” Key asked the stylist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You know how capable I am.” The stylist giggled then looked at me. “Jin Woo is it? Please come over to this seat.” The stylist gestured to one of the empty seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Okay…” I answered nervously and followed with Key and Minho behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hmmm…” The stylist felt my hair as she was deep in thought while looking at the mirror. “I’ll give you a wash and cut. Something that suits your facial features.” With that, she started to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;The wash was…relaxing… I’ve never been to such salons before in my life. It took about half an hour for her to finish but it felt like a few hours have gone by. She then proceeded with cutting and drying my hair. I didn’t dare to look how it will turn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright…” The stylist turned the seat around. “What do you think?” She asked Minho and Key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Perfect.” That was Key’s only answer. Minho nodded in agreement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I tried to see for myself in the mirror and I look completely different. Like a stranger was staring back at me if it wasn’t for my spectacles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Key paid the stylist, which apparently was given a discount because he introduced “such a good looking hyung” according to her. That turned my face red like a tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Next, a new pair of spectacles.” Minho said as he lead the way to an optometrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;One of the clerks smiled as he saw us entering. “Ah, Minho and Key…How have you been?” He greeted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hi Lee Tae hyung. Could you give Jin Woo hyung a check while we pick out the spectacles?” Minho asked the clerk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Definitely.” The clerk agreed as he asked another to help out with Key and Minho’s selection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“If you would follow me please.” The clerk gestured as I followed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Everything seems to be fine after I’ve done the check. Key and Minho have already selection a few choices on the display counter. I glanced at some of the prices and it was way more than I can afford. I wanted to reject the choices but Key gave the Don’t-say-you-can’t-take-this look at me and I gave up immediately. I guess there’s no escaping this anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“We chose frameless spectacles for the smart look.” Minho explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Try them on and see which you think is best.” Key said as I sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I tried each and every one of the options until I settled on one which is slightly rectangular in shape. “This one looks okay.” I told them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Ah, nice choice. The glasses are specially manufactured in a way that you can wear both outdoors and indoors. Under strong sunlight, it will turn into a darker shade. Much like a pair of sunglasses.” The clerk explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright. We’ll take this then.” Minho decided as he paid for the purchase. “And keep this old pair in the box.” He told me as the clerk passed our purchased item in a small bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Now that we’re done with your looks…” Minho said as we came out from the optometrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Time to look for your clothes.” Key finished the sentence as we headed to a boutique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Guess I’ll surrender myself to their expert choices. But first…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Cat Care for Dummies”, “Basic Cat Care”, “Know Your Kitty”, “What Does Your Cat’s Sound Means?”…Man there are a lot of books on cat care. I’m just going to take one of each until Onew had to stop me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Three books are more than enough. Otherwise all of the books on cat care will be gone from their shelves.” He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Sorry. Guess I got too carried away.” I smiled sheepishly. Taemin was hanging around the comics section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, my phone buzzed as I took it from my pocket. A message from Jin Woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;“Jin Woo hyung needs some stationeries.” I told Onew as we headed towards Taemin and asked him to carry the items Jin Woo listed. For what reason he didn’t say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;I wonder what he’s planning to do with this many things…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Well, at least there’s something else that I can do for all of us. Key and Minho looked through the available selections from different boutiques as they paired tops with bottoms. In the end, both Key and I got a few bags in each of our hands. And I’m wearing one of their selections. We then headed to look for new shoes and ended up with Minho carrying a few pairs as well. Again, I’m wearing one of their choices. I felt like buying a whole wardrobe with all these stuff. Makes me wonder why girls enjoy shopping so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;“Hold on.” Key said as we found a seat to rest while he answered his phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;“You guys are done?” He asked. I assume it’s from Jonghyun and the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;“Okay, we still need a few things. I’ll send the list over to you guys in a while…Okay…we’ll meet up later over lunch.” Key then hung up and went to typing a message. I wonder what list that he has in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Now…time for lunch.” Key said as we got up and continued walking to a restaurant with Minho leading the way. All the while, I see passersby having a second look at me. It made me feel a bit nervous and embarrassed at the same time. There were even girls pointing and giggling among themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Don’t worry Jin Woo hyung. You look really great now.” Key smiled at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I guessed what Key said was true. As we entered the restaurant, all the customers seem to stare at us right from the start. We found a table to settled down while waiting for Jonghyun and the others…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;First was Jin Woo’s list and now Key’s. We came out from the pharmacist with all the items he has listed. Trust Key to do it all the way when it comes to fashion and image. Onew carried the items from the pharmacist while Taemin and I carried bags of books and stationeries that we’ve bought a while ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hold on, I think it’s them.” Taemin said as we stopped for a while. My hands felt like they were carrying dumbbells. He took out his phone and read the message before keeping it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Lunch at the usual spot.” He told us. We then carried the bags and proceed to the location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;When we entered and saw Jin Woo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Their eyes went big. That was the reaction when they saw us. Guess it’s because of the amount of shopping that we’ve done on our side. Judging from Minho and Key’s looks, I assume the same goes when they saw the bags that Jonghyun, Taemin and Onew were carrying in their hands. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked for so much stationeries in my list. But I wonder what Key asked to buy with the items Onew was holding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;First of all, Key and Minho managed to pull it off tremendously in changing Jin Woo’s looks. Secondly, the amount of shopping they’ve done was ridiculous. Well, I can’t say we’re any different from them. I wonder how are we going to carry all these stuff back to Jin Woo’s house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Wow…” Was what Onew can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo hyung looks…” Taemin was speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Amazing.” I finished the sentence for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;We sat and read through the menu while a waiter took our order. Then we relaxed and chatted while waiting for our meal. Key and Minho was curious about the stationeries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“I need to do something with those. But it’s a secret for now.” Jin Woo smiled. He then asked about the things Onew was carrying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Something which I need to teach you once we reach home.” Key explained. Jin Woo just nodded. A slight confusion on his face. After that, we had our lunch and made our way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;It took us quite an effort to carry all those things back to my place. But we made it anyway. Once we’ve entered my house, the SHINee Kitties were mewing loudly as they lined up near the cage opening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright, alright…I’ll prepare your milk.” I soothed them while preparing the milk mixture and placed it in the cage. The kittens started to lap it up hungrily while Jonghyun and the others placed the shopping down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Now then, I still need to teach you a few more things before we’re done.” Key said as he pulled me up the stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Guess it’ll be a long day today. But I wonder what kind of reactions will I get on Monday in school…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-1670119986462204383?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/1670119986462204383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=1670119986462204383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1670119986462204383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1670119986462204383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-brother-chapter-3.html' title='Like a Brother - Chapter 3'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4426085031027211872</id><published>2011-02-01T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:18:15.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Like a Brother - Ch 2'/><title type='text'>Like a Brother - Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="color: blue; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;To Min Lee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First day of school was fine. I was shown around school by a student who’s apparently one of my neighbour as well. The school has some decent facilities. I’ve enclosed the pictures together as well as the place where I’m staying. How will things go from here? I’m not sure. Just hope that everything will be alright. You guys take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo Hyung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I got up earlier today, made my own breakfast and packed lunch before getting ready for school. I took out the violin from my closet and opened the case. The memories of the effort Mom and Dad had put in to buy this for me came instantly. I closed the case and stood to ready myself for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;As I reached school and placed my bag in class, I immediately headed towards the room that got my attention yesterday, the music room. After settling down, I took out my violin from its case and rested my hands on it. Feeling its surface once more after such a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, at least no one’s around to listen.” I told myself as I held the violin and started to play a tune from my memories. How wrong I was from that moment on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: lime; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Our group arrived school as usual. But something doesn’t seem right. It’s so quiet at the school gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Key was the first one to noticed. “The crowd. Where’s the crowd?” he wondered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No shouting, no crying, no screaming…I wonder what happened.” Taemin added.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“It’s definitely not a holiday for sure.” Onew stated the obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Come on, let’s see if there’s anyone inside.” I said to the others as we made our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;After placing our bags, we searched the school for any sign of people. Then we saw a huge crowd outside the music room. There was music coming from there. The sound of violin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As we approached, we heard whispers and murmurs from the people. Only one phrase that was heard…“New student”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Is that who I think it is?” I looked at Minho who was standing beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“It seems to be him. Who else is the new student here?” He replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo.” Onew said his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, the first bell rang. Which ended the surprising performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;The sound of the first bell broke my concentration. I looked around the room and to my horror, there was already a huge crowd outside the music room. I quickly packed my violin and exited the room. Pushing my way through the crowd as I rushed towards the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo…!!!” I heard a familiar voice calling behind me and I froze on the spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Oh no! Don’t tell me they heard it too. My face turned red immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo. You’re violin skills were amazing.” Jonghyun complimented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;There’s no use denying now. I turned around to face him. “I haven’t played the violin for a few years.” I admitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;There was a smile on his face, showing his tiger tooth. “Are you kidding? Even if you didn’t played for a few years, your skills are still great.” He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Thanks.” It was all that I could say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Let’s go before we’re late for the lesson.” Onew said as we all headed to our class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;RECESS…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I’ve found a perfect spot to relax and have my lunch. Under a big tree in the school grounds. On one hand, I’ve got my music book with my pencil and eraser. Continuing on the tune from where I left last. On the other hand, there’s my packed lunch for today, egg and ham sandwich. I hummed, ate and compose all at the same time. Talk about multi-tasking. Just as I was concentrating on the composing part, a shadow appeared above me. I raised my head and saw Minho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hi there, Jin Woo.” Minho greeted me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hi.” I replied. A bit surprised as I didn’t sense him approaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“What have you got there?” Jonghyun asked&amp;nbsp; from behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Oh nothing, something to pass the time away.” I replied nonchalantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Let me have a look…” Jonghyun snatched it away before I can close the book. He flipped through the pages and looked in detail. Then he showed to Minho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Onew, Key, Taemin!! Come over for a while.” He shouted for the others as Minho looked through the book as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“What is it?” Taemin asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Look at this.” Minho passed the booked for the others to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;They stopped on one of the pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Think we should try it?” Key asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Why not? That is, if Jin Woo doesn’t mind of course.” Onew said as he looked at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, I can’t say no right?” I replied with a smile. Jonghyun’s going to get it from me later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Ready guys?” Onew looked at the others who gave a nod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“1, 2, 3…” Onew said as they started to sing from one of my composed songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;From that moment, my mind seemed to be blown away by their voice. All this time, no other people can carry the songs I’ve written that well. But what I’m hearing is perfect harmonisation. As though my songs were all the while written for them in mind. Once they stopped, my mouth was wide open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Errm, if you continue to gape longer, you’ll get a fly into your mouth.” Jonghyun joked as he passed the book back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You guys were perfect. No one can sing my songs as good as what you all did.” I said as I stood and took back the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You didn’t have any idea who we are? Do you?” Key asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.” I answered him. Confused at the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Think carefully…long and carefully.” Taemin said as they all stood together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Wait…They look really familiar. Something seems to ring in my mind. Those looks…the hairstyles…the crowd yesterday…something I should’ve noticed while working in the music store. Then, a sudden realisation came to my mind. I felt like I’ve been struck by lightning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You…You guys are a boyband…SHINee” I stammered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Seems like you finally got the idea.” Key replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, I really have no idea when I first came here.” I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“At least you know now.” Minho replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Mmmm…He’s good at cooking as well. The sandwich taste so good.” Onew said from where he was crouching. Wolfing down a piece of my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Hey…go get your own lunch.” I slapped his hand away as he tried to reach for another piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, we didn’t had much because there’s nothing appealing in the cafeteria.” Taemin replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Can you cook for us, please?” Jonghyun asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.” Was my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Please…” Minho tried as well with his puppy eyes look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Please…” Taemin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Please…” Onew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Though I cook for the others most of the time…at least help me handle these terrible picky people.” Key pleaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“No.” I’m still standing firm on my grounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;They all then turned towards Jonghyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“What? I have to do it too?” He asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“If you don’t do it, we’ll never get our free meals.” Minho told him with a slight threatening edge in his voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You guys are serious about this. Don’t you?” He asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Yes.” There was a unanimous answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Fine…!! I’ll do it…But nobody is to leak this out or I’ll have their heads.” He warned before approaching me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I wonder what he’s going to do…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: lime; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Never in my life have I ever embarrassed myself for this. I hope the others appreciate what I’m about to do. I approached Jin Woo who’s a bit confused, standing in front of him and holding onto his shirt sleeve. I then gave my best puppy eyes look and swing my body left and right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Please cook for us…” I feel like I wanted to kill myself on the spot right that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;There was a brief moment of silence as everyone held their breath. Then, he laughed so hard he was squatting on the ground as though his stomach is going to split. I felt my face becoming red hot. I’m so going to get the others for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“How can you guys do such things and get away with it?” Jin Woo asked as he tried to calm himself down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“If we wanted something. We’ll try all we can to get it.” Onew said as he and the others tried to hold their laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Fine…you win…at least Jonghyun got what he deserved for snatching my music book.” Jin Woo smiled at me. So that was for payback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, the bell rang. Signalling the end of recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;In the evening…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I was on the way back from work when I caught faint mewing sounds coming from the alley. Curious, I went to have a look and found a cardboard box with five kittens inside. An orange, white, grey, black and brown. They’re roughly 6 weeks old. Having a soft spot for cats, I immediately fell for them. Luckily I can keep pets where I’m staying. But there’s just one problem…My hands are full with groceries and utensils since I promised to cook for SHINee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I was in a dilemma…I wanted to bring the kittens home. But at the same time, my hands are full. What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, a thought came to my mind. I placed down my groceries and fished for my phone from the pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: lime; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;We’ve just got back from a variety show recording when my phone rang. I flipped it open and saw Jin Woo’s name displayed on the screen. “Yes Jin Woo hyung?” Something that we’ve agreed to call him since he’s older than all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jonghyun, are you guys still out?” He asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Not really. We’ve just reached home.” I answered him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“That’s great…I need your help. Bring another person to come along if possible. I’ll cook dinner for you guys later as thanks.” Jin Woo said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright…where are you now?” I asked. He then gave the location. Luckily it’s not far from here. I hung up and looked at the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo hyung need some help. Onew, can you come along?” I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Sure.” He replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“The rest can stay for a while. Jin Woo hyung will cook dinner for us later.” I told the others as I head with Onew to Jin Woo’s location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;A few minutes later…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: lime; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;You’ve got to be kidding me. I stared at the kittens in the box. “You seriously want to keep them?” I asked Jin Woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, I always have a soft spot for cats. And they are a cute little bunch. I have to keep them.” He replied with a pleading look in his eyes. I then looked at Onew, who was standing as far away as he can from the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“I guess you’re not going to carry the box?” I asked him. Onew shook his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Fine, I’ll carry the box. But you still have to follow us.” I told him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Where to?” He asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“The vet of course.” I replied while bending down to carry the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Luckily the vet is not far from where we are. And it’s still open. We brought the kittens for a checkup and a bit of cleaning. After that, the doctor prescribed some medicines and advised us on what to buy and how to care for them. Jin Woo noted everything down while I called the others at home to buy a few things from the pet shop and explained the whole situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Onew paid for the fees and carried the medicine. We then headed towards Jin Woo’s house to meet up with the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I was so grateful that Jonghyun and the others are willing to help me out. Once we reached home, Minho and the others were already waiting outside with some items and supplies they’ve bought from the pet shop. I opened the doors to let them in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Thanks guys.” I told them as Jonghyun went to place the box on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“It’s nothing.” Taemin said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Key was kneeling beside the box as he looked inside. “They’re just so adorable.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“We’ll setup the cage and other things. You go and prepare dinner first.” Jonghyun said as they started work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;They take a lot of care in setting up the place for the kittens. I was planning to prepare spaghetti with alfredo and cheese with Onew’s help. Key mixed the specialised milk powder that we got from the vet with water in a feeding dish and placed them in the cage. Taemin was putting on the finishing touches to the cage while Jonghyun and&amp;nbsp; and Minho transferred the kittens to their new home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Once ready, I set the pot on the dining table while Onew placed the dishes and cutleries. I went to look at the kittens. The cage was spacious with a litter box placed right beside it. Inside was the feeding dish and a blanket for them to sleep in. A few toys were placed on top of the cage with a small chalkboard hanging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: lime; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“So Jin Woo hyung, what are you going to name them?” Minho asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well…I have the perfect name in mind.” Jin Woo answered as he took the chalkboard and started scribbling. Once revealed, it went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;SHINee Kitties Land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Orange = Tiggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;White = Snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Black = Panther&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Grey = Cloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Brown = Choco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;SHINee Kitties. A lame attempt. But the kittens are so cute as they slept after drinking the milk. Everybody then washed their hands and sat around the dining table. Ready for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: cyan; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Thanks for the help guys. Hope you’ll enjoy the dinner.” I told the others as I lifted the cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Mmmmm…smells good.” Taemin said as everyone took their share and ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Taste just as good too.” Key said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Thanks for the compliment. I used to cook for my younger brother when my parents worked.” I explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, at least it paid off.” Minho complimented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You guys really took great care to setup the place for the kittens.” I told them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, we have Roo in our home. This is just a simple task.” Onew replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Who’s Roo?” I asked out of curiosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Roo is Jonghyun’s puppy. 6 weeks old Daschund.” Taemin answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“I didn’t know you have a puppy.” I looked at Jonghyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“That’s because you didn’t ask.” He replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You can come and visit when you’re free. I’m sure Roo will love you too.” Key invited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Thanks…maybe next time.” I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Since tomorrow’s a weekend, we can go out shopping.” Jonghyun suggested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Shopping?” I asked in confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“You need books on cat care and other things since you got here right?” He asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“That’s true.” I answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“And we’re free on the weekends as well.” He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“But don’t you guys have your schedules?” I asked them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Nah. They keep our weekends free since we’re still studying.” Onew replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Then I guess it’s settled.” Key decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I wonder how it will go tomorrow…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-4426085031027211872?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/4426085031027211872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=4426085031027211872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4426085031027211872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4426085031027211872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-brother-chapter-2.html' title='Like a Brother - Chapter 2'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-560920772747251765</id><published>2011-01-17T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:15:53.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Like A Brother'/><title type='text'>Like A Brother</title><content type='html'>Like A Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's too soon to put up my first fan fiction as mentioned in my earlier post. I actually completed this in 1 month last year. Now I'm working on a second one. Please bear with the grammar mistakes as I didn't had time to go through each chapter in detail when I did them. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first fan fiction of SHINee was called "Like A Brother" because I didn't have any other better ideas. So, it sounds lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here goes my prologue and the first chapter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="color: #33ff33; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;My life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Engulfed in complete darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Yet within it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;A bright light shines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Telling me not to give up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;As I reach out my hands towards it…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;To my adorable Min Lee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;How are things back at home? I’ve found a decent place to stay in Seoul which is nearby the school that I’m attending. Enclosed is the address where I live. I’m a bit nervous about my first day tomorrow. Hope everything will be alright. I’ve also found a part-time job in a nearby music store to support myself. So there’s no need to worry about me. Tell Mom and Dad that I miss you guys. Be a good boy and listen to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo Hyung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: #33ccff; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;It was a great day as I got dressed and headed for school. As I arrived at the school gate, a huge crowd was blocking the entrance and causing a lot of commotion. Most of them were girls wearing the same school uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Kyaa…!! It’s them…!!” One shouted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“They look so handsome always. Enough to melt my heart.” Another sighed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“We love you SHINee!!” one group of the girls shouted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Being ignorant, I pushed my way through the crowd. Apologising to others along the way as I headed towards the staff room. I knocked on the door before entering. “Good morning, I’m Kim Jin Woo.” I announced loudly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, one of the staff came over. “Ah, the new transfer student. I’m Choi Kang Min.” the staff introduced himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Nice to meet you, Sir.” I greeted him politely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Nice to meet you too. Just call me Mr. Choi will do.” Mr. Choi replied. “The Principal has informed me on your arrival and has decided to assign you into my class.” He added.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then the first bell rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Ah, time for the first session. Now, Jin Woo, if you could kindly wait for a bit while I collect my things. I’ll lead you to the classroom and introduce you to the others.” Mr. Choi said as he went to his desk to collect the materials. As we headed towards the classroom, Mr. Choi explained that he teaches History and also shared a bit of the background regarding the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Wait here until I tell you to enter.” Mr. Choi instructed as I nod my head before he opened the doors to the classroom. There were curious glances and whispers were heard as other students tried to see who it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Now everyone, as I mentioned before, we have a new transfer student assigned to our class starting today. I want all of you to give him a warm welcome and treat as you to everyone else.” Mr. Choi explained and looked at me. “You can come in now.” He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Here goes…” I said to myself as I entered and faced the whole class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“If you would kindly introduce yourself please.” Mr. Choi requested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“My name is Kim Jin Woo. I’m 19 years old and currently staying by myself. I have a younger brother who stays with my parents overseas.” I introduced myself. There was a brief silence followed by claps and cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright, settle down.” Mr. Choi instructed. “Now, the person who has the honour to show Jin Woo the layout of our school will be…” He searched the classroom while trying to appoint a student. Just then, there was a soft snoring sound as he tried to locate the source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jonghyun…Why am I not surprised?” He said. “You can place your bag at the sit behind him.” Mr. Choi instructed as others around the sleeping student tried to wake him up while I moved towards my indicated seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: #33ffff; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jonghyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just when I was having a good dream, someone had to go and wake me up. There was a soft ruffling sound as I turned around and saw a guy placing down his bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jonghyun, I believe you haven’t met the new transfer student yet. Which you will have the honour to show him around the school grounds for now.” Mr. Choi explained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“What!? Why me?” I was surprised at the statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Well, if you concentrate more in class rather than sleeping almost half of the time, you wouldn’t have to do this.” Mr. Choi replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Groan…why must I take care of a newbie? I glared at the new student as I got up from my seat and moved towards the door. He has dark hair with hazel eyes, and behind that spectacle was a face that was able to dissolve all feelings of uneasiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Jin Woo, Jonghyun will show you around the school grounds for now. As for the others, let us continue from where we left last week…” Mr. Choi continued with the lesson as the student came over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“Alright newbie, you better remember it because I will only show you once.” I said to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;The student looked at me. “Sure, and the name’s Jin Woo. Not newbie.” He replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;He’s got character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;We’ve walked through the cafeteria, the school gym and field, the science labs and other areas in the school. But there’re only two places that I liked. One of them which I’m about to show him. “This is the music room. Where people can practice their musical skills here.” I explained to the student as I turned around. He was standing at the door looking inside, with a smile on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;“I guess you like this room, Jin Woo right?” I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;He turned to look at me. “Yes, I like music. My parents used to work as singers in a night club and I grew up listening to the old songs from their generation.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Just then, the bell rang. “Well, first session is over. I’ve already showed you around school. Time to head back.” Both of us walked back towards the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: #66ff99; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;In the evening…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="color: #33ffff; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;Jin Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;I’ve just got back from work. Placing down two bags of groceries while I searched for the keys, an MPV stopped at the house right beside mine as a few persons got down before the vehicle left. I turned around to greet my neighbours and was surprised before I said anything. One of them was none other than the guy who showed me around school today, Jonghyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Hi there, neighbour.” He greeted me with a smile. Behind him were others which I’ve met in class today. Onew, Minho, Key and Taemin. Things are just starting to get more interesting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-560920772747251765?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/560920772747251765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=560920772747251765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/560920772747251765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/560920772747251765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-brother.html' title='Like A Brother'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2780260568728144241</id><published>2011-01-17T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:39:14.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...it's been a year I didn't update my blog...shame *cries*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to share something new. I've recently joined a kpop fan site for the boy group SHINee. Loved their music and their personalities after watching Hello Baby season 2 on youtube ^^&lt;br /&gt;The link for the fansite is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.shineee.net/index.php?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet a lot of other fans from other countries there. Apparently, fanboys are considered rare for boygroups. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed chatting with other fans as well as post my fan fiction once in a while when I have the time to work on the stories. So far I've already completed one and will start posting the chapters one by one here for those who don't wanna join the site to read them. Got a few comments from the other fangirls and I was excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to briefly introduce, a fan fiction works like a normal fiction but your idol will be in the story as well. In my case, it would be SHINee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all. I'll start posting the chapters at least monthly or weekly if possible. Wish me luck ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-2780260568728144241?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2780260568728144241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2780260568728144241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2780260568728144241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2780260568728144241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2585055456896486387</id><published>2009-12-05T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:45:31.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More updates</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know it's been a long time again since I didn't update my blog. But here's what happened during the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my birthday month. (^^) my friends and I celebrated by going to the Red Box karaoke in Sunway Pyramid. Though the bad news is, I was starting to have a sore throat. But, some how I managed to stretch my vocal cords. But really, I've enjoyed it just as I've enjoyed all the previous ones. Thanks gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before that, I had a fun time going Zorbing at Taman Tasik Titiwangsa organised by RAC Subang. It was real great fun and I've enjoyed it a lot. If only we could go for a few more rounds though. (^^")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;Well,  nothing extraordinary happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;It's the ACCA exam around the corner soon. But I'm also looking forward to another activity. The District Rotaract Conference. I know I'm supposed to focus on my studies. But I just can't help looking forward for the 3 days 2 nights event. Hopefully I can take lots of pictures and share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all from my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-2585055456896486387?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2585055456896486387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2585055456896486387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2585055456896486387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2585055456896486387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-updates.html' title='More updates'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-5318869388302807273</id><published>2009-10-14T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:39:07.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago, I went online to check my mail as usual when I came across an interesting one from Facebook. It's a notice that one of my friends posted a picture there and I was tagged. So, I went to take a look, and found out that it was from my primary school days. Imagine getting to post replies with your old time buddies there and laugh as you read them. Just can't help it. I really miss those days. Hope all of us can meet up together again some time. Until then, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-5318869388302807273?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/5318869388302807273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=5318869388302807273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5318869388302807273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5318869388302807273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-old-days.html' title='The Good Old Days'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7243940969731569801</id><published>2009-09-07T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:54:04.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi There ^^</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time I didn't put up any posts. So, here are the things that happened to me a few months ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;A new term for the Rotary and Rotaract clubs. So I passed on my position as President to Calvin Khoo. Congrats and I wish him all the best for this term.&lt;br /&gt;A new job as an auditor at a chartered accountants firm located at Kompleks Mutiara near Jalan Ipoh. Starts at 8.30am till 6.00pm. My supervisor and seniors are very friendly and helpful. I've learned a lot while doing my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;Club installations galore ^^. Although I didn't attend all of them, I'm sure they were all great ones. I've attended KL, Pudu, Subang and of course, my own home club installation. I really enjoyed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm currently trying to finish up some of my work assignments that are due. Also trying to juggle with 2 ACCA papers. Hopefully I can pass them in this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all from me for now. hope to find more interesting things that I can share with everyone in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7243940969731569801?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7243940969731569801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7243940969731569801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7243940969731569801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7243940969731569801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-there.html' title='Hi There ^^'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6512308802803056576</id><published>2009-04-08T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:29:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A soothing cut o.O?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been into a barber shop? Where you'll hear indian music station from the radio, the air-conditioning and the steady hum of the buzzer (I don't know what they're called but I'll call them buzzers) and the snipping of the scissors. I've been to the same barber shop outside my house since young. Strangely, whenever I get my haircut there, I always get drowsy and relaxed. Guessed it's something that usually happens. Of course with the peaceful surroundings inside the barber shop, who wouldn't relax and fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I don't have to be scared to getting a haircut like what normal kids do when they're young. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/Sd2F7IG6CoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AA967mHUFkw/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322557585457023618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/Sd2F7IG6CoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AA967mHUFkw/s320/DSC00376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is me before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/Sd2F7B8ebYI/AAAAAAAAAPw/x9eQbkKx9ZE/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322557583802658178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/Sd2F7B8ebYI/AAAAAAAAAPw/x9eQbkKx9ZE/s320/DSC00379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is me after I got my haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6512308802803056576?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6512308802803056576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6512308802803056576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6512308802803056576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6512308802803056576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/04/soothing-cut-oo.html' title='A soothing cut o.O?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/Sd2F7IG6CoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AA967mHUFkw/s72-c/DSC00376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-809965633536718992</id><published>2009-04-02T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:29:56.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An enjoyable conference ^^</title><content type='html'>Date: 28th March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: 4th District Rotaract Conference at Eagle Ranch Resort, Port Dickson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conference in Port Dickson, with fun water activities and laughter. Sadly, I didn't get to enjoy the first day on the 27th which is Friday...I had a night class. I went to college the next morning, and ended up absent from the supposedly Advance Corporate Reporting class. It wouldn't look nice for the lecturer to see me leaving with my bags and stuff...especially Ms. Menon. So I went for a bit of cyber games and breakfast with my friend. Of course my luggage was kept in my friend's car till it's time to set off with Amanda around 1.30pm (thanks Billy ^^). Luckily she's working half day or else it'll be difficult to find a transport to the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up Kevit along the way from his home and had our lunch at Burger King. Then we continued our way the whole afternoon chatting in the car. We slowed down a few times due to accidents along the highway and typical busybody attitude of Malaysian drivers slowing down just to have a look. How long will it take them to understand that this is pointless unless they're intending to stop and help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived to Eagle Ranch Resort, it was about 6pm and just in time to get ready for dinner. The participants of the conference were placed in the Log Dormitories which is actually a nice place to stay in with electricity, attached bathrooms and toilets and double decker beds. Of course Amanda was assigned to a different dorm so that leaves me and Kevit with 18 other dorm mates. Just as we settled down, our dorm mates returned in a wet and soggy state. They definitely had a real fun time down the nearby beach and they definitely need to use the bathrooms to get ready for the dinner. So, I waited a while since I wouldn't take long to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the dinner was cowboy night, I had the proper shirt, jeans, a bandanna as the scarf, but I don't have the shoes or the hat. Turns out, I'm the only one dressed like a bandit. Kevit was dressed like a proper sheriff with a vest and cowboy hat. There was also a best cowboy and cowgirl competition. There were 3 cowgirls and 5 cowboys including myself. But I didn't win the competition. Everybody had fun strutting in their catwalk and made their best poses. There was also a birthday celebration for the District Govenor who was the guest of honour for the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we also celebrated the Earth Hour by switching off our table lights and a night walk. Of course we had to get back to change into a proper attire and carry bug repelents. Some of my dorm mates and myself went back to get changed and was stumped as none of us had the dorm key. We found a way in through the back window which was not locked. the 9 of us got changed but only one didn't joined the walk. So the rest of us waited for someone to get the dorm key and open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was cool, and the participants were ready. We were briefed by the resort staff and was told that there were a few spiritual beings before setting off. The resort staff brought us to the back gate, did a head count and we're on our way into the forest for our walk. There were a few other resort staffs travelling along with torchlights to show the way. We bent, squatted, went up the slopes and went down. All the while watching out and warning those behind us for branches, roots, stumps, stones, slopes and ditches. When we got out of the forest halfway, I looked to the sky and it was beautiful. A clear starry night sky which you can't find often in the city. After a while of walking, we're back into the forest and made our way back to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the walk, we're all sweaty and enjoyed ourselves. Most of the participants went out for late night Ramlee burger supper. While some hang out in the dorms to have fellowship. I only managed to last till about 12am before I had to retire to my bunk in my dorm room. I woke up the next day around 6.30am, rested for a while before freshening up myself and listened to my iPod outside the dorm. Around 7am, I went to get a shower and ready for breakfast. At that time, the guys who shared the dorm with me were still sleeping. I went ahead to the breakfast venue and was joined by few of the girls from the organising committee (Lucky me ^^). While we started to have our breakfast, there was another group of residents who had a family day at the resort entered to have breakfast as well. By the time everyone's inside, all the tables were taken save for the ones we occupied. Each table is occupied by one family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to unforseen circumstances, everyone was suddenly called to wake up and got ready for the remaining programs during the day. Once prepared, the participants were motivated by the talks given by the Rotarians and there was also a forum session to discuss and suggest how to improve the District as a whole. After a short break for the participants to pack up and clear out the dorms, there was a short closing and certificate presentation ceremony. While waiting for the members of the organising committee to completely settle their issues, we had our favourite cam-whoring sessions (I wonder if such a term even exists...Lol). Followed by a drive to Seremban to have crabs or lunch. I've enjoyed the conference and really looking forward to the next one (I had so much fun that sometimes I laughed until stomach pain and I sounded like a ghost...Lol). That is, if I could attend the next conference ^^".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-809965633536718992?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/809965633536718992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=809965633536718992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/809965633536718992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/809965633536718992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/04/enjoyable-conference.html' title='An enjoyable conference ^^'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4783359527500790342</id><published>2009-03-12T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:32:39.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Memories in HS5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I've told you guys how I was addicted to the online game Highstreet 5, I guess it's appropriate to share with you a bit of what I've been through in the game since I first join. Hope you guys enjoy the video. Although things are not as they are now but I hope everyone can still keep in touch again once in a while. I'll still play the game whenever I can as long as I'm free. 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As I was playing games on the computer, Archana SMSed wondering what I was doing. Not knowing that I didn't have a class. After a short while, Khairi also SMSed asking if I wanted to go out to meet her. I asked Billy if he would like to join but he's tied down with family commitments. So, I asked Khairi to come and pick me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Archana in Sunway Pyramid and had lunch at McD. After that, we helped her present hunting for a married couple and a friend's birthday. And ended up buying a set of beautiful china bowls for the couple and earrings as her friend's birthday present. Since it's still early (it was around 1.45pm), we decided to catch a movie, which took a short time to consider and decide. We ended up watching "Marley and Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read the book before but here's a little bit about the story. It's about John and Jenny Grogan going through their lives' ups and downs with the world's worst dog, Marley. There were mostly funny scenes in the movie but near towards the end, the scene was sad and touching that I actually cried a bit (yes I did, so go ahead and laugh your heads off if you want to). I was actually surprised that Archana was surprised to see me cry (She was sitting between me and Khairi in the cinema). We did a bit of window shopping before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after I reached home and had my shower and dinner, I watched "Quill" at 8.30pm on 8tv. It's a japanese movie dubbed in Cantonese about the life of Quill as a guide dog for the blind. Also near the ending of the show, I nearly cried (Strike 2 =="). Wow, got touched in the heart twice in a day. How lucky can I be...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7999561179758857312?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7999561179758857312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7999561179758857312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7999561179758857312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7999561179758857312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/03/twice-touched-in-heart.html' title='Twice touched in the heart'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-771322473386910660</id><published>2009-03-07T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:33:59.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow o.O ?</title><content type='html'>Well...there used to be questions like "Are you a dog person or a cat person?" or "Are you a dog person ?". After much time, I think I'm a cat person ^^". The reason is this, although I have affinity towards cute animals in the pet shops, I'm always looking out for cute cats as well. Somehow, I've developed an affinity towards cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last month, two of the stray females gave birth behind my house. Giving a total of 6 kittens ^^. But now, the kittens are still not familiar with me and my family yet. Always go hiding whenever any of us appears. Now that they've moved to the porch of my house, the kittens would hide under the long dormant old VW Beetle ^^". Then, there's another kitten appeared behind my house which none of us has any idea of its origin. But even that fella is afraid of us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just only that, the kittens in my front porch managed to leave traces of their terror. Some of my mom's plants got snapped, the shoelaces on my shoes got untied and my slippers ended up on polar opposites the next day (There was once one of my slippers ended up under the VW). For the kittens in my front porch, the whole area including the flower pots is their playground. Sometimes, when I stood still, they would dash out while playing with each other and accidentally bumped into my legs, and ran back into their hiding place when they noticed who does the legs belong to when I teased them ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they can be little nuisances, it was cute and fun to silently watch them play around. I hope that I can manage to tame some of them in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-771322473386910660?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/771322473386910660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=771322473386910660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/771322473386910660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/771322473386910660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/03/meow-oo.html' title='Meow o.O ?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-5499438818365662545</id><published>2009-03-07T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:15:05.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasty CNY Dinner</title><content type='html'>Date: 13th February 2009&lt;br /&gt;Event: Open house dinner at James and Joanne's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's like a month ago. But I'm a bit backlogged in my updates ^^". This event was supposed to start at 7.30pm. But I was late due to my underestimation of the time required to reach the Sri Petaling LRT station...and Calvin was there to pick me up. Therefore, both of us were late...but we're also the earliest to arrive (Kristine not included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for other guests to arrive, and started on the dinner first...because Calvin already started with a few pieces of duck...so impatient...lol. But I have to admit, the food were tasty. Then, more guests started to arrive. there's Ying Xin, Lillian, Sanjeev, Jamie, Belinda and a few of RAC Subang's guests. James and Joanne had to go out to buy more for the dinner. There's delicious Hokkien fried noodles, kuey teow and noodles mix and also tasty chicken and mutton satays(droool....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Kelvin Thum also prepared "limited edition" savoury ham and lettuce wraps and a big bowl of healthy salad. All of us had a real hearty dinner. Since Calvin had to leave early due to unacceptable personal reasons, he had to be punished...with a few rounds of Black Lable mixed with Coke (Luckily I didn't left early either...or else I'd be flat out on the floor already before I even leave =="). But before leaving, there's a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was James and Lillian's belated birthdays, it was supposed to be a surprise. Ying Xin was in charge of buying cream cakes that were meant to be mashed into their faces but her friend bought sponge cakes insted. Still, they were used to mash into the birthday boy and girl's faces anyway. After that, the real birthday cake was brought out and everyone had a share of it after the candle was blown out. It was a really fun open house and I hope there'll be more to come. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJsgcy8_OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nbIc9KVNy7I/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310426215364754658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJsgcy8_OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nbIc9KVNy7I/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What we started with...nuggets, chicken cutlets, duck and Domino's ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJsgAfKwEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IQ4OYlnFsNI/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310426207765577794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJsgAfKwEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IQ4OYlnFsNI/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pour the liquor...James drinking a special 12th year anniversary Black Lable kept in his place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3ZKcs-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/EurFYoOfbTw/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310425510014923746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3ZKcs-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/EurFYoOfbTw/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leaving so early...of course Calvin can't go off easily ^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3N03FDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/d41eo_teOgw/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310425506971587634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3N03FDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/d41eo_teOgw/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Master chef Kelvin Thum preparing ham and lettuce wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3P1pZJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5actrOwITDM/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310425507511755922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr3P1pZJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5actrOwITDM/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salad by Kelvin...too bad ladies...this hunk's taken ^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr2iQFWiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/S45PnrNIaJI/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310425495274609186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr2iQFWiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/S45PnrNIaJI/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The add-ons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr2axowiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NrGXLz2QLLs/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310425493267857954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJr2axowiI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NrGXLz2QLLs/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ying Xin...The person in charge of cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJppPIMw4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/SbCCI25h6x4/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310423067779711874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJppPIMw4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/SbCCI25h6x4/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These cakes serve a different kind of purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpowtQEFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/GeY2DiwQkYI/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310423059613618258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpowtQEFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/GeY2DiwQkYI/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The belated birthday boy and girl...James and Lilian...before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpotYiJpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/InAUocUx37Y/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310423058721416850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpotYiJpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/InAUocUx37Y/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The real purpose of the cakes just now...to cake people's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpoOCbznI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UEu2Ms9BGtE/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310423050307227250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpoOCbznI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UEu2Ms9BGtE/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;James after...such a nice smile ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpnwQVetI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NUdel1XaCOQ/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310423042312469202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpnwQVetI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NUdel1XaCOQ/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cake got split into half...o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpANE2eWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yIaf65x-NRg/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310422362854160738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJpANE2eWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yIaf65x-NRg/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lilian's turn with the other cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_uACwnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SPMhPdilECQ/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310422354512495218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_uACwnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SPMhPdilECQ/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A nice pose by James and Lillian...after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_ewdBgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yGFrsSNBGcU/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310422350420575746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_ewdBgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yGFrsSNBGcU/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;James and Lillian's cake...after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_DkfEmI/AAAAAAAAANw/nz4IR4Wdi7Q/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310422343122621026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo_DkfEmI/AAAAAAAAANw/nz4IR4Wdi7Q/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ying Xin with the real birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo-hPPxOI/AAAAAAAAANo/QHyz9Xlw13c/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310422333906732258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJo-hPPxOI/AAAAAAAAANo/QHyz9Xlw13c/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple design...but nice to eat anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-5499438818365662545?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/5499438818365662545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=5499438818365662545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5499438818365662545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5499438818365662545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/03/date-13th-february-2009-event-open.html' title='Tasty CNY Dinner'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SbJsgcy8_OI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nbIc9KVNy7I/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7366176311355034506</id><published>2009-02-15T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:49:29.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun and Happy Celebration</title><content type='html'>Date: 28th December 2008&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Sanctuary Care Centre&lt;br /&gt;Event: "Dear God" project and Christmas celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was last year's stuff but I'm kind of delayed in posting it and it's worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice sunday morning and my club is having a fun Christmas celebration with the children from Sanctuary Care Centre. So far only myself, Sharon and 2 of her guests were there. So, we talked to the caretakers and the children while waiting for Calvin and Jacqueline together with our lunch. A brief info about the home, it's a home that takes care of children aged between 4 to 16 year old who has a single parent, orphaned or abandoned. They survive on personal charity donations, recycling used items and sell used clothes to pay for the bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't took long for our lunch to arrive and all the kids took their place at the tables while KFCs are being served (drool...^^). Everyone had a hearty lunch and settled down for the next activity...game time (Yay...!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game we played was called Hot Potato. It's a simple game where a person is given an item that was meant to be passed around while the music is being played. The one who holds the item when the music is stopped loses and has to be punished. In this case, they were required to dance. Some of the children were too shy to dance and some took a friend to dance along. They were having so much fun. Of course they can't go empty handed so a sweet was given to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played a few rounds before moving on to the next game...Charades. The topic chosen was sports. Charades is something like Win, Lose or Draw but the person have to act instead of drawing. The catch...? Whichever kid that guessed correctly can ask the Rotaractors and guests to do whatever they want. In our case, we had to dance ^^". There was baseball, american football, volleyball etc. It was so much fun. Too bad for those who didn't make it because they missed seeing me and calvin dancing to hip-hop...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last game we played was Dancing Robot Game. The children will start dancing when the music is played and freeze in whatever position they're currently in when the music stops. They can't move until the music is resumed or else they're disqualified. Basically everyone was excited while playing the games. After that, it's present giving time (another Yay...!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the original Santa Clause was not around, we found a replacement which is yours truly. I can't deny it because I do have a bit of the body shape (I've got to lose weight already&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*sob sob*). Once all the children got their presents, it's time to open them. It was heart warming to see the innocent smiles and laughter of the children when they see their presents. After a whole day of fun and laughter, we bid farewell and had a brief lunch ourselves before going back. Although it was a tiring day, I really had fun and enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLXwsTYI/AAAAAAAAANg/gsD8vtKEW78/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227350608792962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLXwsTYI/AAAAAAAAANg/gsD8vtKEW78/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our venue for the project ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLQFy7gI/AAAAAAAAANY/GWeJzjV7r18/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227348549824002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLQFy7gI/AAAAAAAAANY/GWeJzjV7r18/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharon discussing with the caretakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLdRzLTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QVzM3haDY9Q/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227352089832754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLdRzLTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QVzM3haDY9Q/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lunch time ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLE7yBEI/AAAAAAAAANI/VerWepYT0bs/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227345555031106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLE7yBEI/AAAAAAAAANI/VerWepYT0bs/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharon helping out to pass out...KFC!? *drool...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZK5HUUuI/AAAAAAAAANA/0pFEPg6KpTo/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227342382191330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZK5HUUuI/AAAAAAAAANA/0pFEPg6KpTo/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Game time (look at Jac doing her stuff...LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYkQKzOLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qnH9RyFtZpc/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226678555916466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYkQKzOLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qnH9RyFtZpc/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so fun even Sister Malar joins in ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYkGYzOEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pct4wV-E0fo/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226675930282050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYkGYzOEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pct4wV-E0fo/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the children having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYj1cv25I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8MIvxpP0fvA/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226671383436178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYj1cv25I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8MIvxpP0fvA/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A very unlikely Santa Clause...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYjyGoPZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YyUAlvkkQ18/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226670485355922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYjyGoPZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YyUAlvkkQ18/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jac is such a caring "kakak" wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYjqNY8jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W85Dzy6xqbg/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303226668366230066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjYjqNY8jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W85Dzy6xqbg/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sing-along to wrap up the event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7366176311355034506?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7366176311355034506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7366176311355034506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7366176311355034506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7366176311355034506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-and-happy-celebration.html' title='A Fun and Happy Celebration'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SZjZLXwsTYI/AAAAAAAAANg/gsD8vtKEW78/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2063855402236860910</id><published>2009-02-09T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:17:53.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template (^^)</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time since I've updated my blog. So, this will be my first post of the year. I've got bored of the usual templates available here so I went to look for a new one and I found this on the net. Isn't it cool? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really like to watch animes if they're interesting to me. So I got one that features Bleach. (^^) I hope that I can update my blog with more posts in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-2063855402236860910?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2063855402236860910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2063855402236860910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2063855402236860910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2063855402236860910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-template.html' title='New Template (^^)'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2078002311310843268</id><published>2008-12-21T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:52:02.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A memorable birthday dinner</title><content type='html'>Date: 20th December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Passage Through India, Jalan Tun Razak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: Raj's 21st birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a real special day for my friend Raj. It's his 21st birthday which means from now onwards he'll have his personal freedom and will be responsible for it. I've never been to the venue before, so I've got to survey the available route with Raymond in his car in the morning. After a few turns and near misses (including a weirdly shaped roundabout), both of us managed to find our destination. It's not really a grand place for a birthday party. But the restaurant was nominated for one of the best restaurant in Malaysia. Talk about looks can be deceiving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After locating the venue, we went to pick up colborn to watch a very cool action movie at Sunway Pyramid - Ip Man. It's a biography movie based on the life of the late Bruce Lee's master starring Donnie Yen as the titled character. it's a really nice movie to watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a short lunch and met up with Priscilla and Xing Yi who're coming along to the birthday party too. Well, to summarise the whole event, the food is nice (not forgetting spicy too) and we got to see a really meaningful present giving ceremony and a few entertaining presentation and performances (^^). There's also special speeches given from friends and relatives to those who're at the event and the birthday boy. It was a really happy occasion for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HtAn4IwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qGfLaE3kQU8/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449357771645698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HtAn4IwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qGfLaE3kQU8/s320/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The entrance to the restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8Hs5YrOHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Ny5p1vhReYg/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449355828836466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8Hs5YrOHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Ny5p1vhReYg/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The outlook of the venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8Hsx7sEsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Jfadgq21v6Y/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449353828209346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8Hsx7sEsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Jfadgq21v6Y/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's another one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HsvKBvgI/AAAAAAAAALw/Y95FUpDeXGY/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449353083043330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HsvKBvgI/AAAAAAAAALw/Y95FUpDeXGY/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aren't the birdies cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HsfPsGwI/AAAAAAAAALo/prbtN-w5sUc/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282449348811823874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HsfPsGwI/AAAAAAAAALo/prbtN-w5sUc/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The room is decorated with *gulp* balloons (yeah go ahead and laugh at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GepXVCGI/AAAAAAAAALg/xUg1WeD1Yrk/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448011498424418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GepXVCGI/AAAAAAAAALg/xUg1WeD1Yrk/s320/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back Row (L-R): Colborn, Raymond, Wui-Kit and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Front Row (L-R): Raj, Pei Ru, Xing Yi and Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeZLMq5I/AAAAAAAAALY/IiKjBNazinc/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448007152577426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeZLMq5I/AAAAAAAAALY/IiKjBNazinc/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us again from another angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeA1-ExI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hdb0wsgUsuI/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448000621089554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeA1-ExI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hdb0wsgUsuI/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raj and his family with the birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeEyczhI/AAAAAAAAALI/YO-VHTCfoME/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448001680068114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeEyczhI/AAAAAAAAALI/YO-VHTCfoME/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute mini cupcakes (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeBpo7FI/AAAAAAAAALA/FKCvQ8P1cAs/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448000837807186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8GeBpo7FI/AAAAAAAAALA/FKCvQ8P1cAs/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though it's too small, it's actually the scroll from one of the cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmZlayvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Gpp7iiTs8N0/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447045189880562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmZlayvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Gpp7iiTs8N0/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Raj, Sing! Raj, Sing! Raj, Sing!" (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmQlJE-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/NJDWvOa4nLo/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447042772800482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmQlJE-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/NJDWvOa4nLo/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here comes Vijay to save the day with his handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmeVsWmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/l9m4mMhVwJ0/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447046466099810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmeVsWmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/l9m4mMhVwJ0/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They both make a nice duet...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmONqNOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QKcrPmrDVf8/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447042137437410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmONqNOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QKcrPmrDVf8/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raj's present from us. What is it? Ask him instead (=P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmCxX1YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4GpfRZhZRf4/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447039066002818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8FmCxX1YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4GpfRZhZRf4/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raj with Pei Ru and Xing Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6923894428226462776-2078002311310843268?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2078002311310843268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2078002311310843268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2078002311310843268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2078002311310843268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/12/memorable-birthday-dinner.html' title='A memorable birthday dinner'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SU8HtAn4IwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qGfLaE3kQU8/s72-c/DSC00158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4408707901846244520</id><published>2008-12-13T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:07:01.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another poison to my addiction</title><content type='html'>Recently, well, it's just only on friday actually. I got to try a new computer game for the first time. The game is Dynasty Warriors 6. I know for those who've played the previous versions, you might've gotten bored with the series. But it's my first time playing it and I love the game since the previous versions were only released for Playstation and I don't have a PS. The game is based on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The battle scenes and movie clips are enjoyable to watch. The aim is simple, just make your characters run around killing enemies while trying to survive. You can also complete the missions available along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's the same addiction level as Highstreet 5. I'll never leave my happy "family" just because I have a new game. So don't worry *smiles happily*. We'll still get to meet up around the night time. Although I had to leave early due to some personal unavoidable reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-4408707901846244520?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/4408707901846244520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=4408707901846244520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4408707901846244520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4408707901846244520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-poison-to-my-addiction.html' title='Another poison to my addiction'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-1857268013235746738</id><published>2008-12-06T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:12:46.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Garlic-ish Invention...?</title><content type='html'>Well, the title says it all. This topic has a little bit to do with garlic, and it just started innocently (^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of trying out a new dish. Scrambled egg with garlic sandwich. The ingredients I used are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Egg&lt;br /&gt;A bit of butter&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves of garlic - finely diced&lt;br /&gt;2 pieces of bread - spread with margarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The method of preparation:&lt;br /&gt;1) Stir fry the garlic until it's fragrant, then drain the oil&lt;br /&gt;2) Add in the butter and egg and stir slowly over low heat. Scrape the sides and bottom often to avoid sticking.&lt;br /&gt;3) When done, spread over the bread and it's ready to eat (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result:&lt;br /&gt;I think 4 cloves of garlic is a bit too much already. The taste kind of overpowered the egg. The garlic was so strong that I can taste it when I burped (sorry for the rudeness ^^). I'll try with 2 cloves next time instead of 4. But overall, it was a good dish (^^).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-1857268013235746738?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/1857268013235746738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=1857268013235746738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1857268013235746738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1857268013235746738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/12/garlic-ish-invention.html' title='A Garlic-ish Invention...?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6238135777362379902</id><published>2008-12-01T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:30:26.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal fun  (0.0)?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm sure you'll be confused with my title. But I'll try to be as detailed as possible. For those who knew me, you know how I react when it comes to pet shops. I'll just stare and adore the animals there (except for creepy crawlies and reptiles). Dogs, cats, rats, hamsters, guinea pigs, birds, ferrets, bunnies, chinchillas, hedgehogs, fishes...the list is kind of exhaustive depending on the animals available for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends from secondary school once said that my house is like a zoo. Well, during that time, I had fishes, a turtle, hamsters and stray cats (Yes, I do buy Friskies for the cats). Now, I only have 2 aquariums and a few stray cats (^^). But if you bring me to a pet shop, you'll see most probably a very embarassing side of my personality (^^). Only just a few weeks back, I went to a pet shop with one of my best friends from college (Again yes, I have best friends in school, college and others to come ^^ ). The pet shop is located at the top floor of the Ikano Power Center located at Mutiara Damansara. We went there because I needed to buy some water plants for both of my aquariums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked around at the other pets and saw a particularly interesting dog. It's a male Mini Schnauzer that's sleeping. He's sleeping with the belly side up, you'll think it's very rude. I actually told my friend that if I was the owner of the Mini Schnauzer, I would've called him Rufus. Lol. There's also a cute Pomeranian with white fur. Yes, it's pure white. Normally I've seen Pom-Poms (I liked the nickname ^^ ) in brownish colour but not white. There's also a few very cool looking Siberian Huskies and one of them is also white. Too bad no pictures are allowed. Or else I would've posted here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough about pet shops, you might be thinking how the heck did I tame the stray cats behind my house? Well, it started with a particular batch of stray kittens. At first, I would buy cat food and also play with them. That's how they got used to me and my family (only myself, my sisters and my aunt who often visits during the weekends. When they hear my mom approach, they'll disappear at the speed of light. Lol). In fact, they got too friendly until they became quite naughty already (Guess we were too lineant on them ^^ ). The females would give birth behind my house, maybe because it's the safest place for them. Especially now there's even big monitor lizards crawling around sometimes (so big that the fighting male cats have to stop and watch out when one appears). But the kittens are so cute and cuddly, sometimes I manage to tame one or two from the whole litter to get used to us. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6238135777362379902?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6238135777362379902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6238135777362379902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6238135777362379902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6238135777362379902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/12/animal-fun-00.html' title='Animal fun  (0.0)?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6453283007598048798</id><published>2008-12-01T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:27:18.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstasy Level Increased (0.0)!!</title><content type='html'>Well, for those who read my previous blog (Like ecstasy...). You know I'm already addicted to the game HighStreet5 (which is not healthy at all, sitting glued on the chair staring at the PC). Normally, I would've got tired of online gaming after a while like Ragnarok Online, O2Jam, Maple Story and others (No, I'm not a fan of DOTA and Counter Strike type of games). Due to rude players mostly. Well, there is a reason to why I'm addicted to it and can't stop playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple. The people I met there. (^^) I can't believe I joined a guild where mostly everyone are brothers and sisters (Of course not real siblings, just more like pet siblings). Of course there're also players that scold vulgar words but only when they're really in a bad mood. Other than that, we just hang out and enjoy while playing the game and chatting. Among the guild members, there's one other player who got my attention. She's calm whenever there's problem arises in the guild (mostly love problem from a particular pair who're also my pet siblings ^^ ). Well, usually it's up to the both of us to try calm things down (but she's better at this kind of things than I am ^^ ) Usually we chat among the four of us together, hence I don't dance often (unless my typing speed is so fast I can do both - - Talk about multitasking. Lol ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm really happy to have joined this guild and I don't want to leave it. Especially after meeting so many new friends and siblings. I'll try to brainwash some of my friends to install the game and join the guild in the future. *evil laughters*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6453283007598048798?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6453283007598048798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6453283007598048798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6453283007598048798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6453283007598048798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/12/ecstasy-level-increased-00.html' title='Ecstasy Level Increased (0.0)!!'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6188867128582157431</id><published>2008-11-27T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:16:15.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking up'/><title type='text'>Love can withstand all...?</title><content type='html'>After what happened early this morning, I'm starting to doubt the phrase. In movies, fairytales and novels, the guy and girl always get back together again in the end. But in reality, how many couples are there that share the same ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether online gaming or in real life, when a person falls in love, they put their whole heart into it. But when it comes to breaking up, it sometimes can become brutal. Sure it's easy to say for a couple to break up, but doing it is a whole different matter. Once done, what's left is sadness, anger, frustration and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they knew things would turn out this way, why did they fall in love in the first place? What made them become attracted to each other in the beginning? Does their sweet memories worth anything at all to keep the relationship? And do they know how badly the break up affects those who care for them? Why is it so hard to find the one for you? And even harder to maintain the relationship? But to break up is just so easy in a matter of minutes? What does it take to keep the relationship from falling apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, I don't have the answers to those questions for I've never really fallen in love before. I guess happily ever after does belong only in the world of fiction and fantasy. Even from a bystander's point of view, seeing your friends end their relationship in such a way, not being able to talk them out of it or do anything to help at all. Sometimes makes you feel useless, especially when they're made for each other. That's how I felt and it's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who knows who I'm talking about, the damage has already been done, and there's little chance of even turning back. But know this, no matter what happens, I'll always be your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6188867128582157431?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6188867128582157431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6188867128582157431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6188867128582157431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6188867128582157431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-can-withstand-all.html' title='Love can withstand all...?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2022089436436574851</id><published>2008-11-19T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:32:59.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Ecstasy...?</title><content type='html'>I have to confess. Recently I've started playing an online game and got addicted to it. The name, Highstreet 5. It's actually a casual game that requires your eye-finger coordination and response. It's fairly simple, all you need are the directional keys, space bar, numerical kes and sometimes the F keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The method? You just have to make sure your character do not miss a step while dancing to a particular song. The F keys allows you to use items that you have assigned while the numerical keys allows your character to perform stunts which uses a certain amount of vitality (which can be replenished while dancing). To get a better idea on how to play the game, it's advisable to go to the official website &lt;a href="http://www.highstreet5.com/"&gt;www.highstreet5.com&lt;/a&gt; to learn the gameplay method. Sadly, the game is only open to Malaysia, Singapore and Phillipines. But, I still had much fun playing it everyday. (^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-2022089436436574851?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2022089436436574851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2022089436436574851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2022089436436574851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2022089436436574851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-ecstasy.html' title='Like Ecstasy...?'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-8143436114809589384</id><published>2008-11-08T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:53:45.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameron highlands'/><title type='text'>My stay in the highlands</title><content type='html'>Date: 12th and 13th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: 2D1N Club Assembly at Cameron Highlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The members who took part in the event were Calvin, Jacqueline, Kevit, Amanda, Dinesh, Jamie (though retired from Rotaract but you'll always be a part of us ^^ ) and myself. We met up at the Sungai Buloh rest stop as we're travelling in 2 cars to Cameron Highlands in the morning to have a short breakfast. After that, we started on our way to the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it obviously took quite a while to Cameron Highlands. But we've finally reached our accomodation which is the Carnation Apartment at Tanah Rata. My opinion, it's an ok place to stay. There's a tv, 2 shower rooms, 3 bedrooms, electricity and water. But there's no appliances and fridge in the kitchen. So we've got to bring a toaster and a big loaf of bread for breakfast and supper with tuna and garlic butter spreads. We've definitely enjoyed our stay there (^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before reaching our destination, we had lunch at a chinese shop before Tanah Rata. It's located opposite the Cactus Valley. For dessert, we went to a nearby cafe named Strawberry Moment. Everything on sale inside has something to do with strawberries. I've got to admit. The food there is sweet like heaven (^^). I'd love to go there again if I have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we've settled down in our rented accomodation, we set off to a newly established branch of the BOH tea plantation site located at Sungai Palas. We had our choice of teas available there and pizzas. Since I'm not a tea type person, I had hot chocolate instead. The weather in Cameron Highlands is cool and the atmosphere is calming. When we're at the tea plantation, we went into photo-crazy mode. Even I don't know how much photos we took there. While we're there, Kevit, Jacqueline, Calvin, Amanda and myself took a short trip to see how the tea leaves were processed (of course none of the machinery was functioning). Be warned that the road leading in and out of the tea plantation is very narrow (You're practically at the side of the hill). So better press your car horn at every bend and listen for any car horn sounds from the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we planned to stop by the The Old Smoke House as Calvin said that the scones there were nice. But by the time we reached there, we've missed the tea time and they're already serving dinner. To tell the truth, none of us liked the place. I personally don't like it for 2 reasons, the food is quite pricey and the attitude problem (if you're not loaded with cash, they wouldn't entertain you at all. So might as well turn around from there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the apartment to have our club assembly to discuss the future direction of the club. As for dinner, we had steamboat (^^) near Brinchang. Surprisingly, there's a lot of steamboat restaurants (You'll find one at every corner). We were all wearing our sweaters to keep warm in the cool night air. But I was the only one who took mine off during our steamboat session as obviously I felt warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to the apartment to have a bit of fun with UNO, Happy Family and Snap. Of course it got a bit of adrenaline running for some of the games we've improvised from the cards available (it's called Heart Attack). We also had a bit of a mix of orange juice and a certain alcoholic drink (mom's gonna kill me once she reads this). I definitely don't dare to take much due to personal reasons. As for supper we had toasted bread with tuna and garlic butter spread. Some of us actually stayed up till 3 or 4am playing cards. I had to sleep by 2.30am as I can't stand to keep myself awake any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Second Day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For one who slept so late, I actually woke up around 8am to freshen up myself and prepared my own breakfast. We packed up and left around 11am whereas Jamie and Dinesh left earlier. We did a bit of shopping at the day market located in Brinchang before heading back. We had lunch at the same chinese shop again. Then went to the Cactus Valley (after some coercing and bugging from our side so that Calvin agreed to go). When we're at the Cactus Valley, we went into photo-crazy mode again. Taking pictures at every chance that we can get (^^"). Of course we didn't keep count on the number of pictures taken but we've enjoyed it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, we had to drop Amanda off as she's meeting up with her family at Cameron Highlands ans then continued our way downhill. Sadly, yours truly here can't handle with the twisting and turning road leading downhill. I have to practically force myself to fall asleep so I won't end up barfing in Calvin's car. Until we're halfway down near Whisper Falls, Calvin stopped for a while for Kevit to buy a necklace from the local natives there. That's when I finally can't hold it anymore and emptied the contents into a plastic bag. And disposed it on the roadside so that nobody would get uncomfortable about it. After that, I actually felt relieved and fell asleep till we're back on the highway home again (^^). Well, it definitely was a fun trip for me although it didn't end in a happy note for me (^^").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYRyiXMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KggW-Eq7oeI/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493988371848386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYRyiXMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KggW-Eq7oeI/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jacqueline and me making a funny face...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYIheEFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pOZsg-sO130/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493985884344402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYIheEFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pOZsg-sO130/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strawberry Ice Baby, am I really that innocent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYNUc16I/AAAAAAAAAKA/1UvuBS8k8uM/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493987171915682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYNUc16I/AAAAAAAAAKA/1UvuBS8k8uM/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would let you have a taste, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFS3uabI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/snCq-gOGg-U/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493662244530610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFS3uabI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/snCq-gOGg-U/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was initially pointing at the strawberry mousse cake (the one shaped like a heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFXrtOaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bb6K1lbdmz4/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493663536298402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFXrtOaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bb6K1lbdmz4/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The parents and their "happy sunflower" children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFAbkg2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Hj5NVzunItk/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493657294603106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYFAbkg2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Hj5NVzunItk/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We look like the ambassador for Strawberry Moment (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYE_QwB9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/KpoZK4XJGvc/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493656980785106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYE_QwB9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/KpoZK4XJGvc/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYEktIQNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MM9ORvHLeOc/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266493649852055762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYEktIQNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/MM9ORvHLeOc/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is there a gap? (--")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXWLvHMYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5upSHfnKmGw/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492852875506050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXWLvHMYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5upSHfnKmGw/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing with Mother Nature at the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVhLeJNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/luGu_KDRFjk/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492841451726034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVhLeJNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/luGu_KDRFjk/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're supposed to look like the "lepak" gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVhtmPkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kozDn7FVfjc/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492841594863170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVhtmPkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kozDn7FVfjc/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The "V" formation pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVZWp5oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4cuKfeE__YE/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492839351150210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZXVZWp5oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4cuKfeE__YE/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing by the railings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSeM9GeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6nN7mmCAt44/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491689601407458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSeM9GeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6nN7mmCAt44/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even tree stumps are not spared from pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSVgDxHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FoIG5r9CA2g/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491687265617010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSVgDxHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FoIG5r9CA2g/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying tea, hot chocolate and pizzas in BOH tea plantaion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSOAyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dgvY2zSYOPs/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491685255400898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSOAyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dgvY2zSYOPs/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A group photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSNeUAmI/AAAAAAAAAII/0EUSoDokQnk/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491685110809186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZWSNeUAmI/AAAAAAAAAII/0EUSoDokQnk/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing with the tea plantation as background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVsGDOD1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/F37D5pxl4KM/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491030283095890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVsGDOD1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/F37D5pxl4KM/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Errm...No comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr04rjJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/euU2_eu41fs/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491025675488402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr04rjJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/euU2_eu41fs/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't mess with this family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr3xKkMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_19Q2cka70c/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491026449273026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr3xKkMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_19Q2cka70c/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm armed (with an umbrella) and dangerous. So don't mess with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr0BkTEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/itVujfiRjyE/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491025444326466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVr0BkTEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/itVujfiRjyE/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing again (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVrtC4PJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ON23eO_hjhg/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491023570779282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVrtC4PJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ON23eO_hjhg/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steamboat for dinner (Is Calvin dissapointed with the mushrooms?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVKmKWRpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jfqpuhP9kME/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490454787376786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVKmKWRpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jfqpuhP9kME/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the apartment that we've rented (Jamie and Dinesh left early)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVKRknoRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5wiUV8B22nw/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490449260421394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVKRknoRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5wiUV8B22nw/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let this picture fool you. I had more than 1/4 plate of fried rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVJ3klJXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-N8EXAIEUcE/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490442280936818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVJ3klJXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-N8EXAIEUcE/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The president and his board members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVJrE_2yI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-iWxDAxBQfc/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490438927244066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZVJrE_2yI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-iWxDAxBQfc/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The drapes of Mother Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8gZ3oUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5tpyt9_YJV0/s1600-h/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266488013700440386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8gZ3oUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5tpyt9_YJV0/s320/Club+Assembly+CH+%2708+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks like from a Bollywood movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8RQ0QrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KbnXpPzXM8g/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266488009635938994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8RQ0QrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KbnXpPzXM8g/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing with the beautiful hydrangea flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8Qd4hZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZZndwA0TQA0/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266488009422308754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8Qd4hZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZZndwA0TQA0/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing again with the birds of paradise flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8VWCVBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R2-UxYLFBSY/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266488010731574290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8VWCVBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R2-UxYLFBSY/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The flowers above was the main reason we were posing there (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8OejOHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/z3JNyVL-Wrk/s1600-h/Club-Assembly-CH-08-047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266488008888236146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZS8OejOHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/z3JNyVL-Wrk/s320/Club-Assembly-CH-08-047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think they're really edible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6923894428226462776-8143436114809589384?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/8143436114809589384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=8143436114809589384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8143436114809589384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/8143436114809589384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-stay-in-highlands.html' title='My stay in the highlands'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRZYYRyiXMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KggW-Eq7oeI/s72-c/Club-Assembly-CH-08-054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4554147272279537681</id><published>2008-11-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:33:11.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bond'/><title type='text'>A fun and tiring day (--")</title><content type='html'>Date: 8th November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: RAC (Rotaract Club) Bandar Sunway's Charity Movie Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to summarise the whole event, it was a good one. Of course every event will have a bit of kinks to straigthen out but I really enjoyed the movie still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I had a bit of breakfast before that, and reached around 10am for the event. Kevit was also present, making the total number of people attending the event from RAC Gombak 2 persons (4 if including both of my friends as guests of the club). Of course before the event, there's always speeches followed by a mock cheque presentation. This is actually a joint project between RAC Bandar Sunway and the Interact Club of SMK Seafield which both are under the sponsorship of the Rotary Club of Bandar Sunway. The reason that this event was held was to raise funds for the National Cancer Society to acquire better equipments and facilities for cancer prevention and cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first entered the reception area, there were "James Bonds" everywhere. This is because the guys were dressed up like Bond and the ladies of course as the lovely Bond girls. As for the crowd that attended for the event, it's mainly families and friends of the Interactors. Each guest are entitled to one drink and a medium sized popcorn but I got 2 as one of my friends can't eat a lot (^^). The movie that we watched was James Bond: Quantum of Solace. Overall, the movie was good as there's action every few minutes. In short the story is about Bond searching the truth behind his lover's killer (it is advisable to watch Casino Royale first to understand this movie better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we had a bit of eating for lunch. This is then followed by a 2 hour badminton session at USJ1 with more friends. For once, I had to admit that I didn't played badminton so hard for so long and it was really tiring. I can even squeeze the sweat from the T-shirt I was wearing. After badminton, we hung out at Wui-Kit's house before leaving again as his house is the nearest. I was then dropped off to go back as the others resume their plan for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I would like to congratulate RAC Bandar Sunway and the Interact Club of SMK Seafield for successfully carrying out this fun and meaningful project. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWfI-ltl5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ml6hwVqjowI/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290315868608402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWfI-ltl5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ml6hwVqjowI/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The movie we watched this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWfIBi1ANI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YfVMZBhdo0g/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290299481948370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWfIBi1ANI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YfVMZBhdo0g/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The young MCs for the event from SMK Seafield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7UeBOMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/UorQVY-qCuI/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290081223751874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7UeBOMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/UorQVY-qCuI/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The OC, Rotaractor Shaun Liew (where's my popcorn and drink? You didn't give me at all...LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7PfOi0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kiG4qSs1DPU/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290079886641986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7PfOi0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kiG4qSs1DPU/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From left: OC from Rotaract, Chairperson of the National Cancer Society, OC from Interact and President of Rotary Club of Bandar Sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7LIZyII/AAAAAAAAAFI/o7Csof_fUVo/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290078717167746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe7LIZyII/AAAAAAAAAFI/o7Csof_fUVo/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Khairi and... (the face behind the popcorn will remain a mystery that needs to be solved...LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe66Zu_cI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kgE0il-Ay7k/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290074226458050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe66Zu_cI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kgE0il-Ay7k/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A little souvenir from the event (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe6y7Kx8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tuwJlODdlz8/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290072219207618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWe6y7Kx8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tuwJlODdlz8/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody say "cheese" for the cameras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-4554147272279537681?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/4554147272279537681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=4554147272279537681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4554147272279537681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4554147272279537681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-and-tiring-day.html' title='A fun and tiring day (--&quot;)'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRWfI-ltl5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ml6hwVqjowI/s72-c/DSC00095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-838092020115404531</id><published>2008-11-07T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:12:24.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night of full-filling discovery</title><content type='html'>Date: 5th November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: All You Can Eat - The Sequel (0.0) ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, the title says it all. Due to rain during the last time. We decided to try again for the night market at Taman Connaught. Luckily it's not raining this time (^^). This time, Kristine, Jacqueline, Amanda, Calvin and myself took part in this event. Not forgetting our guests for willing to find time to spend with the group. They are Madeline, Linus and James (though James can be considered as part of the family already. Hahaha).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it actually took us a bit longer to reach our destination due to turning at the wrong time on the road (except for Madeline and Linus as they stay nearby to the night market). When we reached, the fun begins (but calvin, james and myself need to walk down half of the night market to meet up with Madeline and Linus first). One thing's for sure when it comes to night market, it's always very crowded until you have to move at a crawling pace. There were a variety of items available for sale like clothes, bags, accessories and not forgetting our main motive, food and delicacies (:p).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, we were busy looking at the items and buying food to eat until I've forgotten to take some pictures. But I really enjoyed it especially the homemade ice-cream. Sad to say, we didn't walk the whole night market as it's really long (longer than the one in Taman Desa) and it's already 10pm that time. I hope we can have relaxing outings like this with our fellow Rotaractors and friends in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvrCT2EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3bIsdLQVWdE/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265939136913856578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvrCT2EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3bIsdLQVWdE/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just look at the varieties of food available for lok-lok (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvaeLgLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mgm5HddRv-k/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265939132467347634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvaeLgLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mgm5HddRv-k/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taiwan fried chicken chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvSbURRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OZOFCICqwcQ/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265939130307855634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvSbURRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OZOFCICqwcQ/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ice-blended drink with pearl (of course not the real ones, just the edible ones). The colour is white because I chose soursop flavour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-838092020115404531?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/838092020115404531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=838092020115404531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/838092020115404531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/838092020115404531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-of-full-filling-discovery.html' title='A night of full-filling discovery'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SRRfvrCT2EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3bIsdLQVWdE/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-1374498688728441560</id><published>2008-10-31T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:55:53.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous encounter</title><content type='html'>Date: 29th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: Meeting with the District Govenor at Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's something that all presidents of the respective Rotaract clubs should do. Give details to the District Govenor on the club's status, projects conducted, projects in planning and any problems faced by the club. Of course, this being my first meeting with the District Govenor as the president of my club. I'm obviously nervous, and not sure as to what to do and to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have to prepare a brief detail on my club's current status (which i have to shamefully admit, completed about half an hour before I left for the meeting venue ^^" ). Luckily the venue is quite near to my home. So, it took about 15 minutes to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first met the District Govenor, he was a friendly person. Of course he's also a human being like me and you but I would still feel nervous. Luckily Calvin was there or else I would've embarassed myself. I tried my best to lay out the informations to the District Govenor. The good news is he's impressed with the projects that my club has done and planning to do (all thanks to my members and board of directors ^^ ). The bad news is that there're still certain issues we have to work on. With the support from the members, we'll definitely try our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, me, Calvin and Amanda (who came during the meeting) had a bit of fun session at the bowling alley in the club. My skills at bowling is not really good. There were only 3 of us playing there. So guess who made the loudest noise when we were playing (imagine an elephant stamping it's foot with a lot of strength and you'll know what kind of sound the bowling ball makes when it landed on the floor after my throws --" It's a miracle the floor doesn't splinter). After that, Calvin and I joined the rotarians for a little bit of dinner (Amanda has to go back and rest after travelling from her hometown the previous day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, this is my 2nd meeting with a District Govenor in my whole life (the first one was when I'm still a member of the Interact club of my school). It's kind of funny to feel nervous even now after a few years. Hopefully I don't feel so nervous in future events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-1374498688728441560?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/1374498688728441560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=1374498688728441560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1374498688728441560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/1374498688728441560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/nervous-encounter.html' title='Nervous encounter'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-5266967182353946460</id><published>2008-10-27T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:51:57.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well, it's that time of the year again. I've finally reached the age of the double 2s. There's nothing special about the day. Just passing time doing my usual stuff. But I really appreciate all the wishes from my friends (^^) (of course presents are most welcomed as well *LOL*).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-5266967182353946460?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/5266967182353946460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=5266967182353946460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5266967182353946460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5266967182353946460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-2340118470386196677</id><published>2008-10-27T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:56:16.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new aquarium'/><title type='text'>A new home and tasty adventure</title><content type='html'>It's a normal day like any other day. Except that we're getting a new home. That's right, a new home but not for my family. It's for my fishes. I have a small aquarium at the porch. There are 2 albino corydoras, a bunch of red mollies and guppies. I'm trying to create a thriving aquarium but I'm not sure about the corydoras because I can't differentiate the females and the males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an aquarium shop nearby my house to get a slightly bigger aquarium, a stand, wood covering and a 2-way filter and air pump. Everything still needs a maturity period before the fishes can be transferred into their new home. Only then my mom noticed something. The little ones can be easily sucked into the pump and end up at the filter cotton *sweat*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my family and I were going to 1 Utama. We went to have dinner, shop around and tried to look for a smaller pump to avoid the little ones ended up at the filter cotton. Well, sadly there's no suitable pump available. So, we'll just have to find the pump on another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about our dinner location. It's a steamboat restaurant named Plus One Shabu Shabu. The restaurant is located at the Rainforest and it's at the same floor with Nando's. The bad news about it is that the food is non-halal. Each person has his or her own steamboat broth to choose from the menu. Then they can order the food they wanted. The drinks came in jugs so we got a cool herbal drink. We really had our fill with the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just have to let the new aquarium to mature for a few more days before placing the fishes into their new home. I hope they will enjoy it (^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPlYLYGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Irn3paltwfU/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261828611174522978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPlYLYGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Irn3paltwfU/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The new home for my fishies (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPbLfOkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_iNv5EDJA0/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261828608436943426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPbLfOkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D_iNv5EDJA0/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The place where we had our dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPbYDXvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/S0V7BuVfPik/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261828608489643762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPbYDXvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/S0V7BuVfPik/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at the amount of food *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPFNv8oI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BZLdbPun37A/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261828602540847746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPFNv8oI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BZLdbPun37A/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A special movie that I've bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-2340118470386196677?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/2340118470386196677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=2340118470386196677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2340118470386196677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/2340118470386196677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-home-and-tasty-adventure.html' title='A new home and tasty adventure'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQXFPlYLYGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Irn3paltwfU/s72-c/DSC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4967868244532916077</id><published>2008-10-26T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T07:24:52.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Irritated</title><content type='html'>Well, how many of you would feel irritated with kids constantly playing with fire crackers? I know I do. Let me just tell you how irritating can it be about a group of those kids staying near my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Hari Raya holidays, the children started playing with fire crackers since 8.00am. Can you believe it? Imagine you were still sleeping when suddenly you hear sudden gun-fire-like sounds outside your house. Of course you would be wide awake then, and found out that it was those kids playing with fire crackers. If the morning sessions weren't enough, they had another session in d the afternoon after lunch, and in the evening after dinner till they get tired. They had been doing that for about 3 to 4 days in a row. How and where did they get this kind of firecrackers? I have no idea at all. Now, during the Deepavali celebration, the same group of kids were playing with fire crackers again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you think they would just stop after a few scoldings from the neighbours, how wrong you are. The boys are those typical bad boys in secondary schools who even talk back to you in a really awful manner (imagine the foul words used against you). Believe me, my mom had scolded and even complained to their parents but it doesn't change anything. Luckily the girls are not so bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the parents, they didn't have proper control on the children. They even let the younger ones walk around on the street with no need to worry about cars (the drivers have to sound their horn before they pass through to alert the children) and not to mention naked. It's hard to even see them at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, the boys like to play soccer. They play in front of the empty house beside mine (the previous owner moved out after his mother passed away). The front gates were used as a goal post and net. They would play and kick with all their might, luckily the gates can still withstand the force or else it would've been wrecked already. There are 2 playgrounds and an open court in my neighbourhood and they never ever used them to play soccer. Makes me wonder sometimes if they are lazy to use them or they like to vandalise stuff. They study at school so I'm very sure they're not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The future seems to have given up on them. I'm not sure if they would ever change their ways or the behaviours of their descendants. In my opinion, there's a chinese proverb that describes them best which is "No Medicine To Cure".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-4967868244532916077?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/4967868244532916077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=4967868244532916077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4967868244532916077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4967868244532916077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-irritated.html' title='Feeling Irritated'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-4250409992452491230</id><published>2008-10-25T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:30:50.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>An early birthday celebration (^^)v</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Date: 25th October 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Event: An outing with friends and early birthday celebration&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a special day. My friends decided to have a whole-day outing and to celebrate my birthday in advance. We started by having a 2 hour badminton session at USJ1. Having fun and laughing at times. Next, we went to Sunway Pyramid for a karaoke session at RedBox and had lunch there. My friends and I had fun singing the songs chosen although we nearly had to stretch our vocal cords to the limit *laughs* (I thought I'll have sore throat the next day. Luckily nothing happened ^^" ). We still had some time before the movie, so I had to buy some things while my friends went to a nearby cyber cafe to play games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our movie and dinner was at 1 Utama. Luckily we made it in time and didn't miss the movie. We were watching High School Musical 3 which started at 5.10pm. It was a very entertaining show but too bad it's the last one. I really enjoyed watching the show and the songs. After that, we had dinner at BBQ Chicken (this time I didn't get the name wrong ^^ ). We had dinner while chatting and laughing at our jokes. Well, I promised to put up pictures of the restaurant and the branches but it wasn't a good one. So, I've decided to list down the places available in Malaysia:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kuala Lumpur: Desa Sri Hartamas, Desa Park City&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Selangor: Taipan, 1 Utama, Niu Ze Xui, Jaya One, Metro Point Complex&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Penang: Sunway Carnival, Gurney Plaza, New World Park&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Johor Bahru: Tesco Plentong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had fun the whole day. Of course you would be wondering what is the present they gave me since it's an early birthday celebration. All expenses is FOC for the birthday boy (^^). Thanks to my friends who spend their time to hang out with me and also those who wished me happy birthday in advance. I really appreciate it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQP6R8suzxI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqu7L-I8bYU/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261323975957335826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQP6R8suzxI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqu7L-I8bYU/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The movie my friends and I went to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQP6RqfZuoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Mz9FnO7HpY4/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261323971069590146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQP6RqfZuoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Mz9FnO7HpY4/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our dinner place after the movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Wui-Kit in the picture trying to block the camera while I took the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-4250409992452491230?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/4250409992452491230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=4250409992452491230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4250409992452491230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/4250409992452491230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-birthday-celebration-v.html' title='An early birthday celebration (^^)v'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQP6R8suzxI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqu7L-I8bYU/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-3260959008633906916</id><published>2008-10-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:32:19.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Market of Taste (:p)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuBlv0yAI/AAAAAAAAADI/O12qKW1oDkQ/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date: 24th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;Event: A normal family outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, sisters and I went for an outing with my uncle and cousin at the Taman Desa night market which is only available on fridays. We agreed to meet up at my cousin's place around 7.30pm and left home around 6.45pm. But, my family and I got stuck in a heavy traffic jam and ended up reaching at 8.30pm (it was like travelling at the speed of a snail --" ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we left from my cousin's place to the night market in 2 cars. The night market is situated near the Desa Waterpark beside the fishing and prawning pond. When we arrived, it was a difficult task to find a place to park that we ended up separated on both ends of the night market. There was a lot of stuff to buy there but we're mostly interested in the food of course since we wanted to buy some for dinner back at my cousin's place. There's a lot to choose from. You can find clothes, fruits, vegetables, fish, and a lot of food and snacks *drool*. We stopped for a while at a mobile stall called Fatman Lok-Lok. It's quite similar to a steamboat except the food is served on a stick and you have to dip into a container of boiling soup to cook for a short while. Though the price was a bit higher than the normal steamboat, I really enjoyed the experience as it was my first time trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bought our dinner, all of us headed back to my cousin's house. The amount of food we bought was like having a small feast and we ate till our fill. After that, we had a little bit of fun playing with my cousin's 2 1/2 months old Pomeranian puppy. The cute and naughty Elmo (^^). I really hope we could have this kind of outings more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuAyCUaOI/AAAAAAAAADA/fnMHd3pqZc4/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260747536944359650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuAyCUaOI/AAAAAAAAADA/fnMHd3pqZc4/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuAL0kWTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qiEK9i-mjYY/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260747526686136626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuAL0kWTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qiEK9i-mjYY/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ever cute but naughty Elmo (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-3260959008633906916?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/3260959008633906916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=3260959008633906916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/3260959008633906916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/3260959008633906916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-market-of-taste-p.html' title='The Night Market of Taste (:p)'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQHuAyCUaOI/AAAAAAAAADA/fnMHd3pqZc4/s72-c/DSC00060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-3566815249364955094</id><published>2008-10-23T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:37:56.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all you can eat'/><title type='text'>A Full-filling night (^^)v</title><content type='html'>Date: 22nd October 2008&lt;br /&gt;Event: RAC Gombak's "Eat All You Can" fellowship (supposedly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was simple. We were supposed to go to the night market at Taman Connaught to shop for tid-bits and eat them along the way from one end to the other. But due to the raining season and other uncertainties, we had no choice but to change to another plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 4 members who participated in the fellowship. Namely me, Calvin, Kristine and Jacqueline. We met up at Sunway Pyramid, and the location not yet decided. So, after a little bit of discussion, we ended up at the Circle Restaurant located outside of Sunway Pyramid (it used to be Halo Cafe). It has a very comfortable setting and the menu comprises of western and chinese food. They even have a stage for their singers and musicians to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is Ok. Though I'm easily satisfied when it comes to food. If you wanted to know how's the food really like, it's better if you try it out for yourself. The performers sang songs that were dedicated by the customers of the restaurant. The guitarist also entertained the crowd with his unique skill of whistling using only his teeth and tongue. All in all, the performances were quite entertaining as you listen to the songs performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to our 2nd and final stop of the night. Steven's Corner located near Taman O.U.G. It's one of our favourite place to enjoy mamak food and drinks. I had to say, we really had our full there. Not to mention the additional amount of cholesterol that I've taken. Well, I really enjoyed having fellowships like this (although I prefer it not to be so often ^^" ) as it is a good way to tighten the bonds not just among the members, but among friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFg7CUFngI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1FbUXKpU0g/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592407095123458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFg7CUFngI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1FbUXKpU0g/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our first stop, the Circle Restaurant at Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFg62neIqI/AAAAAAAAACo/zIYiJnF6sQc/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592403955196578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFg62neIqI/AAAAAAAAACo/zIYiJnF6sQc/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The singer and guitarist performing on the stage (sorry about the picture as my phone doesn't have the zoom function in camera mode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgs0nbKVI/AAAAAAAAACg/ttGN5V6es6A/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592162899962194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgs0nbKVI/AAAAAAAAACg/ttGN5V6es6A/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jacqueline and her spicy spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgs5_CtHI/AAAAAAAAACY/vp6VJo612rM/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592164341199986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgs5_CtHI/AAAAAAAAACY/vp6VJo612rM/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yum...*drool* Shanghai style chicken chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsjw94QI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AVcgC746Ug0/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592158376583426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsjw94QI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AVcgC746Ug0/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Calvin with his grilled chicken chop. (The other plate is fried onion rings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsmPK1oI/AAAAAAAAACI/vQzyS69FfKM/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592159040132738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsmPK1oI/AAAAAAAAACI/vQzyS69FfKM/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kristine with her fish fillet with white sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsUToTwI/AAAAAAAAACA/BhKpawiY1pg/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260592154227003138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFgsUToTwI/AAAAAAAAACA/BhKpawiY1pg/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our 2nd and last stop (not to mention one of the favourite) Steven's Corner located at Taman O.U.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFfwEQVE5I/AAAAAAAAABI/zcg8o-J8W_k/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6923894428226462776-3566815249364955094?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/3566815249364955094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=3566815249364955094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/3566815249364955094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/3566815249364955094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/full-filling-night-v.html' title='A Full-filling night (^^)v'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SQFg7CUFngI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1FbUXKpU0g/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-6125862178681630909</id><published>2008-10-17T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:09:02.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Driver Attitude</title><content type='html'>Alright...There's no indication of a date or event.It happens almost everyday in Malaysia.Try travel on the road where suddenly became slow which usually is not the case. As you go further, you realised that an accident happened or a car just stopped moving on the road. Well, I really don't like the attitude of the drivers. I apologise in advance if I've offended anyone as it is unintentional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do the drivers usually do at this situation? They purposely drive slowly to look at what happened...then drive off...Look, if you really want to help...just stop by the side and get out of your car...don't just go by slowly just to be a busybody and then drive off...especially in emergency cases where serious help is needed...If that's not your intention, then just drive off...!!! And if you really wanted to know what happened...there's always the passenger beside you to ask and have a look (well too bad if there's none)...To tell the truth, my friend was involved in an accident a few years ago...I was with him in the front passenger seat...Luckily no serious harm happened to any of the cars involved...can you imagine the slow movement from the other lanes...even those of the opposite flow that the accident caused? The drivers just stare while their cars roll by slowly...Can you imagine how you would feel if it was your car that got involved in the accident? And God forbid...if the accident was so bad that you or somebody else needs serious help? So my advice for these kind of drivers who just stare as their cars go by slowly...It's none of your business...so why don't you just drive off if you don't want to help...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next scenario, paying for the toll on the highway. I'm referring to those who're paying in cash which is the slower lanes compared to the others. You as a driver should've been familiar with the route...no matter whether you're going to work or shopping or going back to the hometown on a weekly basis...Prepare the change in advance...best if prepared before you begin the journey or the day before...This would've saved a lot of time traveling...rather than waiting in line until it's your turn to pay the toll...you slowly look for the exact change...give the toll cashier spare cash to change if there isin't any...it takes a lot of time...can you imagine if it was going to work in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure not many people will pay much attention to this...well...I don't care either since I'm just voicing out my views...I'm sure there're other bad driver attitudes besides those I've mentioned above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...this is me signing off...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-6125862178681630909?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/6125862178681630909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=6125862178681630909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6125862178681630909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/6125862178681630909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/typical-driver-attitude.html' title='Typical Driver Attitude'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-5950511413047237555</id><published>2008-10-16T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:38:15.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a tasty find'/><title type='text'>A Tasty Find...(:P)</title><content type='html'>Date: 12th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;Venue: 1 Utama Shopping Complex&lt;br /&gt;Event: Hanging out with friend after class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...doing what young people always do that is. Hanging out at a shopping complex after class but this time, it's at 1 Utama. My friend and I were deciding on where to eat and found out that we had limited choices since either of us ate McD, KFC, Pizza Hut and the likes as recently as just last week. So we settled on Subway and made our way to the Oval where the outlet is situated (after locating it on the information board)...and came across a particular outlet named BBQ Chicken (hope I didn't get the name wrong..*sweat*)...It's a korean style western food...and it's halal...(^^)...but the area is kind of quiet as there isin't much shops that are opened yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout was simple and nice even though the restaurant is not really big. When you step into the place, you can hear korean songs playing in the background which are soothing. The food is nice too...and affordable. I would recommend trying out the fried chiken strips, charbroiled chicken and teri-Q wings...the taste actually seeps into the meat thoroughly *drool*. The restaurant actually use olive oil to cook the chicken so the food are quite healthy. In conclusion, the place is ok...and I've found another place to enjoy eating with my friends and families...(^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm signing off here...I'll post a picture of the place when I go there next time...and the list of outlets available...(^^)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-5950511413047237555?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/5950511413047237555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=5950511413047237555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5950511413047237555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/5950511413047237555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/tasty-findp.html' title='A Tasty Find...(:P)'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6923894428226462776.post-7949638845489850504</id><published>2008-10-15T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:37:53.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Installation'/><title type='text'>A Fun and Eventful Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SPYXZCKpYcI/AAAAAAAAABA/AFw8BJAdA_k/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415333847327170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SPYXZCKpYcI/AAAAAAAAABA/AFw8BJAdA_k/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevit as James Bond...the apprentice of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 11th Oct 2008&lt;br /&gt;Location: Windmill Restaurant, Subang Jaya&lt;br /&gt;Event: RAC Bandar Sunway's 12th Installation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all started out as a normal installation dinner at the venue. The theme was "When I Grow Up" so, basically everyone need to dress as what they wanted to be when they were young. I came as a techer (^^) but believe me, it's not easy to get ready and tidy up yourself. Especially after you've hanged out with friends for badminton in the morning, watching movies in the afternoon and then had to borrow a shower to use to get ready for the event. Luckily the venue was nearby to one of my friend's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue is really nice. It's located opposite Subang Jaya Medical Center and it can't be missed as there're lights in the shape of a windmill's fan blades spinning outside the restaurant. The interior of the restaurant is quite nice and suitable for a closed door event. The installation was held on the upper floor of the restaurant. When I entered the room, I'm amazed at the variety of attires the guests and host club members dress up as although there's not much of a crowd turned up. There's a chef, pharmacist, successful businesswoman, war journalist...there's even a James Bond among those who attended. Though the number of people that turned up is not much, all of us sure had a lot of fun during the games. Since I'm not a picky eater nor am I a professional food critic, the food is certainly enjoyable for my standard (As long as I can eat them...they're fine for me...^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after the formalities of speeches and Installation of the incoming board for the RY2008/09, it's time for games...For this, I'll need to explain the rules properly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game no.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a simple game. There're mysterious consumable items. Each volunteer will have to choose a number. Once the content was revealed, the volunteer can opt to buy him/herself out by paying Rm10 and choose a new victim to take the place. But, the second person can also buy him/herself out but the pay will be Rm20 instead to choose another victim which the process will end there and no more buying out by the third person.&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 items to choose from at the game. They were 2 donuts cut slightly in the middle which were spread with wasabi (You can even see a bit of green around the sides), a small pint of tobasco sauce, a small pint of vodka and a small amount of garlic juice.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to see the victims trying their best to consume the items. I for one took the vodka since I wanted to be sporty...and also I got named as the 2nd person to take over as the victim to take it (&gt;&lt;). Well, my face just heated up after taking the vodka...luckily I didn't embarass myself there *phew*. Of all the victims, I really pity the one who took the garlic juice. He practically had to cover his mouth to talk (the smell was so strong that I can even smell it when my back was turned against him *sweat*). Alright...after the end of game no.1, let me explain about.... Game no.2 The rules are simple, you need a couple (guy-girl, guy-guy or even girl-girl...doesn't matter). Next, place 2 small balloons between the stomach area. Finally, just hug each other and burst the balloons only using your stomach. The first one to burst both balloons wins. Isn't it simple? Well, I had to say...I really landed myself in hot soup for this game. Me and the president of RAC ATC volunteered ourselves for the game together with 2 more couples. Of course nobody knows about the game until the emcee explained the rules. Which I really can't escape as I saw the balloons (yeah, I'm a guy who's scared of balloons...so sue me...). To make matters worse, both my partner and I were quite mismatched in height that the balloons wwere placed slightly lower than my stomach (But not too low down...mind you...). Well, since I'm already up front, might as well I play the game....with my fingers in my ears and hugging my partner tightly while anticipating the pain that might come whe the balloons burst...Although, my group didn't won it...both balloons didn't burst...lol... Since that game, all those present knew one of my phobias and used it to bully me...(&gt;&lt;)...so bad that I got a nightmare of balloons bursting around me *sweat*...But I've got to amit...I certainly had fun during that night...and really looking forward to my club's installation next year to get my revenge (hopefully....hahaha) Well, that's all I've got to share...I'm signing off for now (^^) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SPYXZIU5JDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wss2NnQIO_4/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257415335500915762" style="CURSOR: hand" height="311" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SPYXZIU5JDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wss2NnQIO_4/s320/DSC00028.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be a good student and you won't be punished...hahaha (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6923894428226462776-7949638845489850504?l=scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/feeds/7949638845489850504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6923894428226462776&amp;postID=7949638845489850504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7949638845489850504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6923894428226462776/posts/default/7949638845489850504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpiosdomain.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-and-eventful-night.html' title='A Fun and Eventful Night'/><author><name>w1ll1amk1m86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17598965747982862943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6Y9QKyGC8/TVyWXM_ddRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/idWeWB_3g24/s220/184246_501637591047_722896047_6246119_7219462_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wA2WmWDbs6o/SPYXZCKpYcI/AAAAAAAAABA/AFw8BJAdA_k/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
