<?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-15146605</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:26:14.090+08:00</updated><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>I'm no saint,just myself</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-1483514099660318116</id><published>2009-11-20T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:16:46.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Officially for now, I'm studying. So here's something short and something I feel every men should read before proceeding to well you know, sign your life away :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Big List Of The Benefits Of Bachelorism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everything in your house is yours.&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't have to hide gifts, receipts, and other purchase records in ridiculous places.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you buy something "yummy", you don't have to buy twice as much.&lt;br /&gt;4. The only person you have to dress up for is your boss.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your late nights are all yours.&lt;br /&gt;6. Less stuff to move when you do move&lt;br /&gt;7. One bedroom apartments feel more spacious with only one person&lt;br /&gt;8. You never have to ask for permission to orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;9. Only the doctor can tell you what to eat&lt;br /&gt;10. You decide what to shave and when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Valentines day costs less&lt;br /&gt;12. No anniversaries to remember&lt;br /&gt;13. No extra birthdays to remember&lt;br /&gt;14. No extra family to shop for during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;15. No irritating in-laws to deal with&lt;br /&gt;16. You can walk around naked whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;17. Only your sense of decency has any say about where you leave your dirty clothes.&lt;br /&gt;18. You don't have to share&lt;br /&gt;19. You don't have to change your life because someone else has jealousy issues.&lt;br /&gt;20. The only insecurities you have to deal with are your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Getting that out-of-state job doesn't hinge on what someone else wants or thinks.&lt;br /&gt;22. The only people complaining about music volume are the neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;23. You can fall asleep anywhere without getting any guff for it in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;24. You don't have to use the "headache" excuse anymore.&lt;br /&gt;25. You don't have to worry as much about the "oops, I'm pregnant" factor.&lt;br /&gt;26. The only person who goes through your stuff is you.&lt;br /&gt;27. The only person who sees your inbox is you.&lt;br /&gt;28. More time to spend with friends.&lt;br /&gt;29. You don't have to live with someone who can't stand your parents.&lt;br /&gt;30. If you want to go for pizza at 3am, no one stops you or asks you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You can date more freely.&lt;br /&gt;32. The cute secretary is fair game.&lt;br /&gt;33. The whole wedding mess? Yeah, none of that to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;34. You don't have to share your closet with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;35. You always get to watch what you want.&lt;br /&gt;36. You always get to read what you want.&lt;br /&gt;37. You decide when to crawl into bed.&lt;br /&gt;38. You can throw yourself into bed and snore without dire consequences.&lt;br /&gt;39. No one else's annoying (or disgusting) habits to deal with at home.&lt;br /&gt;40. The only fetishes you have to deal with are your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. You can talk to yourself without people saying "what?" or worrying about your sanity.&lt;br /&gt;42. There are religious benefits, if you're into that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;43. Single people can still adopt, if you're into that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;44. The only annoying friends you have to deal with are your own.&lt;br /&gt;45. You don't ever have to wonder if you really love the person you live with.&lt;br /&gt;46. There's only one way to do things- your way.&lt;br /&gt;47. You are the master of the thermostat.&lt;br /&gt;48. The only messes you have to clean up are your own.&lt;br /&gt;49. The only disasters you have to fix are your own.&lt;br /&gt;50. If an argument starts, you can walk away. forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You don't have to make excuses for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;52. The whole "old maid" thing is so last century.&lt;br /&gt;53. Dinner can be as simple as a frozen burrito.&lt;br /&gt;54. When you eat, you buy and cook for one.&lt;br /&gt;55. No one else is going to eat your leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;56. No one else is going to raid your stash of sweets (you don't even have to hide it!)&lt;br /&gt;57. You don't have to share your bed with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;58. You can even eat in bed if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;59. You can decorate the entire house according to your taste.&lt;br /&gt;60. The only person spending your money is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Three words: Marriage Tax Penalty.&lt;br /&gt;62. The only debts you have to pay off are your own.&lt;br /&gt;63. Kids with single parents can get more financial aid.&lt;br /&gt;64. Bickering couples are at best a relieving reminder and at worst hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;65. Less pressure about body weight.&lt;br /&gt;66. Married people are fatter on average anyway.&lt;br /&gt;67. Suddenly, it's okay to look (and flirt).&lt;br /&gt;68. It's easier to focus on your career and your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;69. You're the only person who gets to decide if you "need to make more money."&lt;br /&gt;70. The only mood swings you have to deal with are your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. There are a lot of lonely and violently psychopathic people out there.&lt;br /&gt;72. You don't have to change your religious beliefs one bit.&lt;br /&gt;73. There are 6.5 Billion other fish in the sea. That's 6,500 x 1 million. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;74. Porn is cheaper, easier, and comes in more varieties.&lt;br /&gt;75. The toilet seat only moves when you move it.&lt;br /&gt;76. Cohabitation is legal, fun, and less of a hassle than marriage.&lt;br /&gt;77. You don't have to deal with someone else's kids all the time.&lt;br /&gt;78. Divorce is pricey.&lt;br /&gt;79. You don't have to deal with "compliment fishing."&lt;br /&gt;80. Fewer minutes spent with a phone attached to your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. No endless nagging.&lt;br /&gt;82. You never have to answer the phone "right now!"&lt;br /&gt;83. You can drink what you want, where you want, and as much as you want.&lt;br /&gt;84. No doubts or worries about someone sleeping around.&lt;br /&gt;85. Things stay where you put them.&lt;br /&gt;86. You can meditate and have your quiet time when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;87. The only thing whining about not being fed is your cat.&lt;br /&gt;88. You can take out the trash when you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;89. You can shower or bathe when you want, as often as you want, for as long as you want.&lt;br /&gt;90. You can even leave the door open when you shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. The longer you wait, the better you know yourself, instead of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;92. Children learn how to treat themselves by watching how you treat yourself.&lt;br /&gt;93. A bad relationship is like a lingering knife wound- it continues to ruin your whole day.&lt;br /&gt;94. You can be as eccentric as you want.&lt;br /&gt;95. Your car can be as dirty or unusual or artistic as you want.&lt;br /&gt;96. You decide how long it takes to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;97. Say goodbye to heartache, dumping, and being dumped.&lt;br /&gt;98. You get your weekends for you and your projects.&lt;br /&gt;99. You can be the wild friend with all the really juicy stories.&lt;br /&gt;100. You can still get laid. Maybe even more often. Certainly with more variety.&lt;br /&gt;101. Being single and staying single isn't selfish. It should be seen as putting your happiness first (Where it should be.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Cheerio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-1483514099660318116?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/1483514099660318116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=1483514099660318116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1483514099660318116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1483514099660318116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna.html' title='I wanna'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2075658762353992495</id><published>2009-09-13T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:11:35.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking back after a long week</title><content type='html'>The week before was truly a blessed albeit tiring one. My woman came over from Saturday all the way till Wednesday. Spending time with her proved to be a form of compensation for juggling presentations on Tuesday and Thursday. Somehow, having her around me gives me the feel good aura and sometimes this aura can turn into the "I don't wanna move my damn body to go to class to see my 'lovely' lecturers because I have quality time to spend with mah woman" aura. :D On a more serious note, the presentation on Tuesday was the semi-finals of the Finance Challenge 2009 organized by uhh...I don't really know cuz I'm just in it for the money :p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were about 13 of us for the semi-final presentation verbally presenting our takes on different aspects of the financial realm. We got to choose our own topics and mine was 'Re-pegging the ringgit as a means to address the global financial crisis of 2008'. I got to know who my competitors were only when I entered the Auditorium on the day itself. I was dressed like how I would normally do in a classroom presentation. Then along came a few participants with suits ablazing. Somehow, men in suits are more intimidating than those without. Maybe because wearing a suit screams 'I'm more successful thaan thou?' At that moment though, I was more concerned with the content of my presentation than how I looked in the eyes of the audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I initially feared that my topic was too complex not only for the audience but also myelf especially when it came to the Q&amp;amp;A session. Without much thought, I downed a can of Red Bull and proceeded to mesmerize the audience in the only way I knew; fiery speech. Because I was trained as a debater a long time ago, I only knew how to speak loud and confidently when I presented even though everything that came out from my mouth consisted of 90% bullshit and 10% facts. I guess with confidence in their speech, one can make it sound like 90% conviction instead of bullshit. Topics presented by others ranged from simple stuff to more complex ones like capital control and implementing GST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results were out on Thursday evening. I did it. Finals here I come. Along with the other 4 people I identified would make it to the finals and one more wildcard, that makes 6 of us for the finals which will be held on the 6th of October. Boo-hoo. Why did it have to be that day? The day where I turn 21? Could the fact that the finals falls on my birthday sway the judges into voluntarily handing me the trophy? This time, we're given the topic instead of choosing our own which makes all of us even. I would love to receive some input on how to address this topic from my dear readers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Economic - Financial Crisis in Malaysia (2009): Are we out of the woods and what should we do next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#0000FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;October oh October, why did I have to be born in October? :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2075658762353992495?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2075658762353992495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2075658762353992495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2075658762353992495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2075658762353992495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/09/kicking-back-after-long-week.html' title='Kicking back after a long week'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-6328218446011891976</id><published>2009-09-01T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:43:54.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty girls looking for financial leverage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CEO of J.P Morgan's Fantastic reply to a Pretty Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:&lt;br /&gt;Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here:&lt;br /&gt;I'm 25 this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very pretty, have style and good taste.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above.&lt;br /&gt;You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York.&lt;br /&gt;My requirement is not high:&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary?&lt;br /&gt;Are you all married?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you?&lt;br /&gt;Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden, $250k annual income is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out?&lt;br /&gt;(Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)&lt;br /&gt;2) Which age group should I target?&lt;br /&gt;3) Why most wives of the riches is only average-looking?&lt;br /&gt;I've met a few girls who doesn't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.&lt;br /&gt;4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ms. Pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ms. Pretty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I have read your post with great interest.&lt;br /&gt;Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours.&lt;br /&gt;Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor.&lt;br /&gt;My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.&lt;br /&gt;From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;The answer is very simple, so let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money":&lt;br /&gt;Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 100%;"&gt;However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year.&lt;br /&gt;Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation.&lt;br /&gt;If that is your only asset, your value will be much worried 10 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position".&lt;br /&gt;If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased".&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you.&lt;br /&gt;I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;J.P. Morgan CEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-6328218446011891976?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/6328218446011891976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=6328218446011891976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6328218446011891976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6328218446011891976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty-girls-looking-for-financial.html' title='Pretty girls looking for financial leverage?'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2054946850588761705</id><published>2009-08-13T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:24:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.E.A.R</title><content type='html'>Many thanks to those who speculated or prophesied that my next post would appear on December 20th of God knows what year. Been somewhat busy enjoying the pathetic excuse of a semester break that I had for the past few weeks. Results for the previous sem were the best I've had so far (Nick pls refrain from commenting on this :)) I've officially entered my final year of study. To some, the final year of study is a dread as working life means bidding those days of slacking goodbye. I personally cannot wait to earn my 4 figure paycheck. Sad eh? The most I've ever had was 3 figures. Underqualified and underpaid I was...NOT AFTER THIS YEAR I'M NOT :D (I hope)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The subjects I'm taking are mostly finance based this time round and in all previous semesters I've had, this is the one where I actually fear for my studies. Yes, I know studying is a breeze and I agree. The unpleasant part of it is the lecturer's expectations this time round. Not to mention requirements of pin-drop silence in some classes to the doing away of Malaysian 'rubber time' for other classes (no coming in late lah). Even my anticipated 'easiest' subject of Public Relations 2 is proving to be a handful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, when fear takes over, fun takes the back seat. I see less of her this semester. I've been going out very little this time round. I eat unhealthily as more instant food is consumed. I'm gaining weight and a speare tyre because of that. I would have failed to keep my semester goals of having good results and good health if I lived like that. A vicious cycle that contradicts each other. Studying hard gives you bad health. Not studying gives you a sore butt and ears at the end of the semester. The plus side to this? More money to spend on...uhh...toys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By toys I mean this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:JpIJTTaLybXR4M:http://semcblog.com/images/C510_1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 67px; " src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:JpIJTTaLybXR4M:http://semcblog.com/images/C510_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The not so new Sony Ericsson C510. As you all may or may not know, I lost my old phone which was an SE K550i. It was a decent performer although the buttons were rubbish. It had a satisfactory camera which I doubt would satisfy my need for a higher quality image while capturing photos. Hence, we have the poor student's knight in shining armor; the SE C510. Costing a little over 500 bucks, it comes with a 3.2 megapixel camera. The youngest sibling of the latest line of Cybershot phones by SE. Big buttons to text comfortably. Big screen to go easy on a ageing eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks having classes till 5 on a Friday. With this, signing off for now. Cheerio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2054946850588761705?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2054946850588761705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2054946850588761705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2054946850588761705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2054946850588761705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/08/fear.html' title='F.E.A.R'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-6519925663980218481</id><published>2009-06-20T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:35:06.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since my last post:</title><content type='html'>I have found my motivation and inspiration to do this post. Receive AND spent December and January paychecks on my new laptop, the Acer Aspire 4730ZG complete with an ATI Radeon HD3470. :) Also got my bottle of Absolut, Ruby Red from Labuan when my plane transited there. For those not in the know, i went to Sabah for a trip awhile ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Loads had happened the months before and am now staying in a different place than I used to. This would be the last time I move until I graduate regardless or not the new campus opens in January 2010. i'll just have to take the shuttle bus then :) Busy and demotivating semester this time round. But rather enjoyable I'd say. Since my last post, I have come to the conclusion (a rather temporary one) that...wait for it....wait for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 1/4 Jap and 3/4 Chinese :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The term byproduct of racial harmony has never been pushed to this sort of boundary. I should be the byproduct of racial confusion instead :p . Here's the summary on how this conclusion came about. I attended a family event (read: dinner) at Pavillion a couple of months back. Dinner was awesome but service was mediocre, blame high class restaurants not being prepared to serve 20-odd customers simultaneously. Anyway, my cousins and I were talking to my first uncle and the topic soon led to our family heritage...and how my dad used to be the favourite son. Well, Uncle said that if we were to do a test, there would not be a single drop of Malay blood in me. (I know...i got the O.O" as well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason being that my grandpa was a Jap baby adopted by the Johor royal household, not as a prince though. He was apprently adopted by the Johor Sultan's grandma and somewhere along the way, racial confusion takes its place and he was declared a Malay sometime later. Well, I guess documentations sucked at that time. Soon after, grandpa met grandma (a Chinese lady from...China lar) and had 7 kids including my dad. Dad married mom and *kaboom* here I am. This is the extremely shortened version of the entire story. The favourite question of "Are you related to Onn Jaa'far" can also be answered in the full version of the story. To sum it up, grandpa and family (excluding us 3rd generation cikus) were at Onn Jaa'far's death bed moments before he departed for his eternal honeymoon. So I guess that says pretty much about how close they were to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, this family heritage story of mine always captivates my listeners...but only for the first time. Nick has gotten bored listening because i always tell the story to other people and he always happens to be with me at that time :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here's to future updates. In the meantime, examinification beckons...&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/15146605-6519925663980218481?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/6519925663980218481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=6519925663980218481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6519925663980218481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6519925663980218481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-my-last-post.html' title='Since my last post:'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-8479680497393955447</id><published>2009-01-18T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:12:46.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting.</title><content type='html'>Things I await for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inspiration to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Motivation to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-December's paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-January's paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese New Year's angpaus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A bottle of Absolut, any flavors accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When my next post will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-8479680497393955447?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/8479680497393955447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=8479680497393955447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/8479680497393955447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/8479680497393955447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2009/01/awaiting.html' title='Awaiting.'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-4684073626913324306</id><published>2008-11-13T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:59:29.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Nick and the gay-like food blog dream</title><content type='html'>Well now, apparently I've been getting comments on how prosperous I am when it comes to food. Makan here, makan there, makan everywhere and best of all; still having saving at the end of the month. The secret to doing this is 6 days of Maggi Mee and one day of unnecessary spending on food and nothing else. Today's exploits have brought me to Lynn's Cafe in SS15, Subang Jaya (Naturally because I'm poor as a church mouse to afford a car). Having only had garlic toast and milk tea for breakfast, I was famished before the clock reached 4. Together with Minniesaurus, Moo, Thahira and gay food blogger Nick, we went to check out the relatively new joint in town. It was so good, Nick was inspired to start a joint food blog with me. Gayness +1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxNvpeqfuI/AAAAAAAAACg/85agRgaZj3A/s1600-h/DSC00999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxNvpeqfuI/AAAAAAAAACg/85agRgaZj3A/s320/DSC00999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268171145100295906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's Lemongrass Chicken that looks like rendang but tastes so much more. Did not really steal a lot of bites from his. According to him, the rice was tasteless. Chicken saved the day. Set came with ice lemon tea, the dish itself and fruits for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;Price : RM7.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGC1VVpSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EmugxDG--qE/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGC1VVpSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EmugxDG--qE/s320/DSC00997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268162678606898466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thahira's Kampung fried rice. Apparently very good for cafe standards. Was too busy eating my own stuff to even try it. I was famished...no...really...look after this for proof.&lt;br /&gt;Price: Can't remember but definitely around the range of Nick's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCleiAWI/AAAAAAAAABw/roMqoQ6lggE/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCleiAWI/AAAAAAAAABw/roMqoQ6lggE/s320/DSC00996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268162674350489954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCQ_rPjI/AAAAAAAAABo/pKVCIEVc6os/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCQ_rPjI/AAAAAAAAABo/pKVCIEVc6os/s320/DSC00993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268162668852362802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself attacking the Stir fried spaghetti with herbs. Menu said herbs but I got prawns, crabsticks, carrots, capsicums and mushooms on top of the herbs. So good it was gone in 5 minutes. I asked for a supersized one. Set comes with fruits and tea.&lt;br /&gt;Price: RM9.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxIb5fKPLI/AAAAAAAAACI/7PazE4cHM1g/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxIb5fKPLI/AAAAAAAAACI/7PazE4cHM1g/s320/DSC01000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268165308241820850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moo's Kerabu fried rice. The rice was Kerabu-ish although not authentic. Sour taste of Kerabu was definitely there. Reminded me of Yong Chow fried rice with a dash of lime. Not that its bad to begin with :)&lt;br /&gt;Price: Too busy spamming spaghetti to think. Less than 10 bucks guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxOU1GJhjI/AAAAAAAAACo/Wji-URi4oOo/s1600-h/DSC01003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxOU1GJhjI/AAAAAAAAACo/Wji-URi4oOo/s320/DSC01003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268171783873857074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxIcP_WcqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/y3LLNv0WwYE/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxIcP_WcqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/y3LLNv0WwYE/s320/DSC01002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268165314282418850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Thahira's bloody sinful...i repeat...BLOOOOOOOODYYYYYY sinful Hershey's Chocolate Brownies. Remember how brownies always end up tasting like biscuits? This doesn't. Fresh warm brownies topped with Hot Hershey's chocolate syrup with vanilla ice cream to boot. I'd hit it anyday, anytime, anywhere. I wish I took Thahira's pic after she was done. She could muster no words except for the devilish grin of satisfaction...its THAT good I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Price: RM6.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxOwFKyJCI/AAAAAAAAACw/oSz0g97KeUI/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxOwFKyJCI/AAAAAAAAACw/oSz0g97KeUI/s320/DSC00989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268172252044731426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCO3ORqI/AAAAAAAAABg/0PkSlpJiRTg/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxGCO3ORqI/AAAAAAAAABg/0PkSlpJiRTg/s320/DSC00992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268162668280039074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn's Cafe sign in the shop. Serves good food with a nice atmosphere to go with it. Has a good selection of classical and jazz music and dim lighting. Perfect for couples and if you do have a large group. There's a table inside that can accomodate 20 odd people. Serves beer if you really need you alcohol fix. Otherwise, just go there for the food. Desserts are highly recommended based on the reputation of the brownies itself. Here's the address :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn's Cafe Enterprise,&lt;br /&gt;6, Jalan SS15/4,&lt;br /&gt;47500 Subang jaya,&lt;br /&gt;Selangor Darul Ehsan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-4684073626913324306?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/4684073626913324306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=4684073626913324306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/4684073626913324306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/4684073626913324306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/11/nick-and-gay-like-food-blog-dream.html' title='Nick and the gay-like food blog dream'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SRxNvpeqfuI/AAAAAAAAACg/85agRgaZj3A/s72-c/DSC00999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-8656227240739556855</id><published>2008-11-07T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:42:14.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You should always give a second chance</title><content type='html'>As serious the title may sound, this has purely to do with food and only food;...yummy food at that :p My destination last night after share group was to be some dai chow(big fry or properly known as cantonese fried) place in downtown KL. The hungry ghosts Kevin, Foong Yee, Theodore and myself rushed through the night's topic out of sheer hunger that even the closing prayer I said that night sounded like saying grace for a meal...malu sial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was getting late 9.30, we had to choose between dai chow or Carl's Jr in pyramid. We took option number 3 (non existent and based on random banging) Station One Cafe in SS15. My appetite went out the window the minute that place was suggested because of my past experiences there. This time around, the prices have increased and I thought, Oh Shiii...so i went for the cheapest thing I could get. Grilled chicken rice with no drinks. After a round or two of 'chor dai dee' the food arrived. My gosh it looked very presentable with not one grain of rice out of place. I quickly dug in...and had to swear that I was in a different restaurant that night. Very tender chicken with black pepper sauce coupled with a chilli sausage and egg rice for the small price of RM12.50...ok lah, not so small now is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food easily had an improvement five times over the last time and if I could really afford to go again, I would. This time around, the second chance was sort of forced onto me instead of me giving it. Looking forward to more dining experiences with Station One now. Ending this post while slowly slurping the remainder of my Indo Mee on the table. Broke due to last night's moment of indulgence. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-8656227240739556855?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/8656227240739556855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=8656227240739556855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/8656227240739556855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/8656227240739556855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-should-always-give-second-chance.html' title='You should always give a second chance'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2040496429622540973</id><published>2008-11-01T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:16:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger management program</title><content type='html'>Right then, I don't think I would be mashing my words in such a way that I would sound merciful and indirect. I was back in Ipoh the last weekend for the main purpose of going for the History Makers 7th anniversary celebration. Celebration it was all right; just not for us who came all the way 200km down from the capital. Seriously, formal event with no seating arrangements? Why not rename it as HM 7th anniversary open house then? After securing proper seats twice; yes, TWICE (due to being evicted by persons in charge the first time and turning a deaf ear the second time round)we could get underway enjoying our not so hearty meal(loss of appetite due to events beforehand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, my wish was simple. To celebrate the 7 wonderful years HM has been around and I daresay I felt immensely proud that we went through all the ups and downs all those years. The theme is still clear in my mind; 'Perfect Grace' but to some of us, it might have turned out to be a perfect disgrace instead. Surely I don't expect to be treated like a VIP just because I haven't been around but shoving us around like sheep being herded straight into the abattoir? That's not how you treat guests my dear committee members. When you organize an event and even if an earthquake happens, always ensure you give the guests a good impression even if it pains you so. You can't please everyone but did you really have to displease us then? As trivial as this matter may be, I really hope they take into consideration our advice to ensure more successful events in future. Had I posted this the night of the event itself, I doubt I could have kept a cool head and lambasted anything and everything wrong about the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, on a lighter note, was not able to catch up with any of my Ipoh buddies due to the Deepavali celebrations on Monday. I was free on Sunday but turns out the timing was screwed up. So being the yumchar animal that I am, terpaksalah aku menangkap orang-orang KL keluar minum di Ipoh. Its definitely sad when people in your hometown have no time for you. Well, at least they don't blame you for neglecting them instead :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is GREAT, no denying that. He can choose to bless you in multiple times you never dared imagine. This is with regards to my internship applications. When other people can have one choice, I had the liberty of choosing between two companies(Citibank and SP Setia). Furthermore, I could have had a pending interview with DHL Malaysia. My choice for the internship is Citibank. If I told you why, you would have thought of me as a serial slacker who couldn't care less about the job :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's call it a day for now. It does feel good letting off some steam here. Hence the andger management program header :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Do visit funky chikin's blog on how we waded through that awful night. http://www.funkykai.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2040496429622540973?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2040496429622540973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2040496429622540973' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2040496429622540973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2040496429622540973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/11/anger-management-program.html' title='Anger management program'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2712398896320035713</id><published>2008-10-23T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:31:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of studies and trading</title><content type='html'>I have officially started to revise for the final examination due in 4 weeks time. Pretty early by any student's standards now eh? The more sems I go through, the more subjects of doom I have to take. This semester's subject of doom : Finance and Investment. Aside from the paper consisting 50% theoretical questions that are in multiple choice format, we have to deal with a negative marking system a.k.a anti tembaking system. Pick a right answer and you get 1 mark. Get it wrong, see 0.67 marks taken off your total marks now. The only way to deal with it is knowing your stuff, which I do not have a clue about at the moment, hence the early studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, my final assignment is due next week after the long Deepavali holidays. Hopefully I did trust the right people to get their parts done. I'm a very lax leader if I may say so. So lax that people generally panic at my approaches in solving things. I give you your part and you do it, I ain't gonna moderate you ala Asian education style. Anything unsatisfactory, I just change as I see fit. :) All this works for me so far cuz they get too scared to even slack (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently am contemplating on whether or not to sell of my trusty partner the NEC Versa E3100 (not Choong Pui San) that has served me the past 2 and a half years. After doing some research, its still worth a good sum of RM900 mainly because of the 2 hour battery life (can go up to 3 and a 1/2 without WiFi). Currently looking at the new Compaq's that come with, naturally, new processors and a discreet graphics card, the HD 3450. CoD4 on a lappie had never been better :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgg1.store.pchome.com.tw/%7Eprod/M02446053_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://imgg1.store.pchome.com.tw/%7Eprod/M02446053_big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't she a beaut? Although it utilizes ye olde HP design lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2712398896320035713?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2712398896320035713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2712398896320035713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2712398896320035713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2712398896320035713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-studies-and-trading.html' title='Of studies and trading'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-3692611946245797848</id><published>2008-10-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:31:47.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag number two by Jasmin again...gahhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. What is the relationship of you and her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fortunately, only friends :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She's noisy,funny,gila,wild and SIBEH PERVERTED HAMSUPMOUTAKKAU (H.S.M.T.K acronym)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. The most memorable things she/he had done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Giving me advise on handling the highly volatile female specimen from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. The most memorable things she/he have said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love you? (since she said that...i have received nothing but teasing from her ;( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. If she/he become your lover, you will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Been there, done that, did not see the need to buy a t-shirt :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. If she/he become your enemy, you will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We are mortal enemies now, me Cat she Dog (not me tarzan she jane anymore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, she has to improve on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Gee...i never thought that far...maybe her cooking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, the reason is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We were naturally born no go at each other's throats :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on her/him is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Since she is a girl and an attractive one at that...*grinz*...(those who played may payne should remember what vladimir lem said to max about mona :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. The overall impression of her/him is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OK OK lar...feisty but i like it the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. How do you think the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Intimidated sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wise yet unwise, organized yet disorganized, hardworking yet lazy...definitely not innocent yet naughty (lim ee min punya motto)...me is naughty all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm arrogant, people just don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A young, handsome, successful businessman with loads of dirty, sexy money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. For the people who care about you and likes you, say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks a lot, i bring you yumchar someday okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-3692611946245797848?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/3692611946245797848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=3692611946245797848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3692611946245797848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3692611946245797848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-number-two-by-jasmin-againgahhh.html' title='Tag number two by Jasmin again...gahhh!'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-6321368680152643654</id><published>2008-10-21T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:20:40.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 weird habits tagged by Jas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. I practice kung fu in my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can sleep in any kind of condition. Bright,dark,hot,cold...noisy pun boleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. can sleep no matter how messy the bed is...and to top it off, with an mp3 player attached to my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;4. i used to be fat till i was 12...super skinny till i was 18....and gaining back the nostalgic fats once again...albeit in moderation :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have one nickname that i cannot run from...lamp post :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I abuse substances...they are known as coffee and tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I sleep more than Jasmin regardless how she denies it :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have sudden urges for cold beer on cold nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;I'm a sucker for nice gadgets which i don't really need tried and tested with my 200 dollar flashlight...&gt;.&lt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I know i have a bad habit of nail biting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When i get pissed off..the whole world knows...mainly because it isn't in my nature...the all forgiving Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I secretly wished i was a male model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For 186cm height...guilty of not playing basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;I can fit in a Kancil and drive it ala Initial D&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm very naughty contrary to people's first impression of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-6321368680152643654?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/6321368680152643654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=6321368680152643654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6321368680152643654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6321368680152643654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-weird-habits-tagged-by-jas.html' title='15 weird habits tagged by Jas'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-44749525691499222</id><published>2008-10-16T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:33:59.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the storm into calmer seas</title><content type='html'>The storm is over...as far as I know it though. Its safe to assume that my part in the yearbook has been done and i feel that i stood to gain from this especially in the area of corresponding with different departments in college. No matter how big and well structured an organisation is, assuming it is efficient is a folly one must not take lightly. Larger organisations, more protocols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final hurdle for that hectic month was a double assignment due on the same day. It just had to fall on a Monday yes? Sunday was a self declared no sleep day for me as I took my time in doing the assignment while surfing the net the entire night. Actually managed to feel so calm and collected. The nostalgic (been using this a lot lately, thanks yearbook :p) gut feeling that everything will turn out right was there at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now its two weeks siesta before the final assignment is due. I shall tell myself five times a day to study. I shall use the mosque's call to prayer as a reminder to study every time I hear it :p(except the one at 5 a.m lah). I shall do my best to get a high distinction in at least one subject this semester too. Work to improve myself and not cause I have to. It really sucks but I have to say, my teenage life is reaching the end of its lifespan. Time to grow up, Aaron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-44749525691499222?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/44749525691499222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=44749525691499222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/44749525691499222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/44749525691499222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-storm-into-calmer-seas.html' title='Out of the storm into calmer seas'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-3970527505716076629</id><published>2008-10-08T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:01:29.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 20 with a bang...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was 20 years old just like that. A simple uneventful day made hectic by issues I have been continuously ranting about in my last 2 posts. There were moments that really lifted my day but even more weighing it down. A good start to the day was having the entire lecture hall sing me a birthday song randomly while I was fixing the computer link to the projector. They wanted to do it again during lunchtime at the crowded ground floor. Monkeys they are; love them I do. Thanks guys and girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What really made my mood plunge to oblivion that day was discovering how inept people can be especially when they are expected to be the most efficient body in the entire school. I was exposed to ridiculous amounts of red tape and protocols that could clearly be bent. How hard is it to sign a damn introductory message that was written FOR you? 5 seconds? Heck, I can even give 5 minutes but please don't delegate the bloody thing back to me lah. Why don't I just be the VIP myself then since i can write award winning, morale boosting, tear inducing messages whenever I fancy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing is, i pampered myself to a round of Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare at the reliable Asia.Net. Although I was playing alone on a special day, its okay I said. The very next day was THE bomb. I discovered that i failed the assignment 1 of my Market Research much to everyone's surprise. The talk cock king has finally fallen. Semua orang suruh aku cari lecturer tu. Tapi I tak nak sebab I am fed-up with the current amount of shit to deal with. Indah Water treatment plants would officially be a pleasure for me to work in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2 things that kept me sane all this while? My baby who is always by my side no matter what to give me the strength and tell me I'm HER man. The other being successfully applying for an internship at SP Setia. Just hope that's for real though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please please please dear God let me not post emofied posts anymore:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-3970527505716076629?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/3970527505716076629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=3970527505716076629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3970527505716076629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3970527505716076629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebrating-20-with-bang.html' title='Celebrating 20 with a bang...!!!'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-1344585618882682137</id><published>2008-09-30T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:24:45.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The holiday that failed to materialise</title><content type='html'>What is the purpose of a holiday? Fun and relaxation is what comes to mind of most people I know. But what on Earth am I doing with so many datelines for this and that? Also having to deal with unreasonable parties which make or break the key elements of the current job I have. I remembered how clearly I mentioned that we are slaves to technology now. And yes it does apply to carefree ol' me. My supposed holiday in Penang and Genting (where I am now) was marred by anxiety and stress of datelines to meet and responsibilities to hold.&lt;br /&gt;Picture yourself trying to have Laksa or Char Koay Teow with your hands on the keyboard and mouse. How I'd love a huge straw to help me then. So long for this venting of my frustration here on my blog. Signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-1344585618882682137?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/1344585618882682137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=1344585618882682137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1344585618882682137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1344585618882682137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-that-failed-to-materialise.html' title='The holiday that failed to materialise'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-6084069165700343550</id><published>2008-09-24T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:54:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The break that wasn't...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The official semester break for my course starts next week. Man's abuse of time and technology meant that students are not meant to enjoy their well-deserved breaks. Why? Lets start from the very top on why technology is a bane than a blessing.Man had in mind, created the computer and technologies to ease movement and communication and make life easier. Something happened along the way and some brilliant person had to start thinking,'Hey, why not increase the workload when everything can be done so fast now?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has brought us to the day we live in. Unrealistic expectations from people who assume technology allows people to work efficiently without being mindless drones slogging at the office during the weekend. How wrong they were indeed.&lt;br /&gt;We have now, people having to sacrifice lovely time to be with their loved ones. Everyone has a PDA, Organizer, Mini Notebook and all sorts or mini-themed devices that provide some sort of a leash for employees to remember that damn dateline of projects, proposals, presentations, meetings, video, business plan etc. In short, there are really no 5 days-in-the-office week. New we all wish for an 8 or 9 day office week instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, I'm merely a student. This is still at the tip of the iceberg for me. Disgruntled as I may be, conformity is what drives us to do what we do. Conforming to standards that only look at success when failure itself can means a personal success of sorts. I have yet to fail in my tertiary education life because I conform whether i like it or not. Conform I will as long as it keeps me safe from being screwed by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often quoted by many college students : F*** the world lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of philosophical post 24/09/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-6084069165700343550?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/6084069165700343550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=6084069165700343550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6084069165700343550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/6084069165700343550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/09/break-that-wasnt.html' title='The break that wasn&apos;t...'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-5175413918300355519</id><published>2008-09-11T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:29:41.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The list of 'I want' wheels</title><content type='html'>I have come to terms with the needs, wants and demands analogy. As the economic scarcity term goes, we have limitless wants and demands yet insufficient resources to actually satisfy everyone. Therefore, I have narrowed down my list of needs, wants and demands to feature the best set of wheels this man could ever want (only applicable for 2008). All this is dependent on how much would my salary be in future of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below RM 50,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ssZzX64EZqkINM:http://buddysurvey4u.com/gambarkereta/std_2000_Proton_Satria_GTi_fvl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ssZzX64EZqkINM:http://buddysurvey4u.com/gambarkereta/std_2000_Proton_Satria_GTi_fvl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Proton Satria GTi. For under 50,000 bucks, one should most definitely get a Proton. My pick would be the Satria GTi simply because I like cornering at high speeds and only a car with handling that's NOT from Proton will suffice. Thank you Lotus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM50,000 - RM100,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:zA9JhPLhquXcjM:http://asia.vtec.net/Reviews/VTECCityPrev/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:zA9JhPLhquXcjM:http://asia.vtec.net/Reviews/VTECCityPrev/main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with a budget of above 50,000 should immediately set their sights on foreign makes as they have the quality control and also the comfort and style no current Malaysian car has (in my honest opinion anyways). My pick for this range is the 2004 Honda City Vtec. Whats not to like about a seven speed automatic car that changes from a subtle easy-on-the-petrol mode to a fierce ah-beng's Proton Wira-with-broom-broom-exhaust annihilator at the flick of a switch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above RM100,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ULKBs2hpxrJ-2M:http://images.paultan.org/images/Lancer_GT_Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ULKBs2hpxrJ-2M:http://images.paultan.org/images/Lancer_GT_Lake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this price range, I would go against the norm of getting a Honda Civic like any other junior executive and go for this Mitsubishi Lancer 2.0 GT simply because it sets me apart from the rest. Is that the only reason why? Well, for starters, the paddle shifting technology would give me the satisfaction of driving something like an F1 car without applying for the Super License. Not to mention it looks more menacing than the Civic with its 'Jaws-like' front design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above RM200,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:3GDNubQXOUadiM:http://fancytuning.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/rieger-tuning-audi-a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:3GDNubQXOUadiM:http://fancytuning.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/rieger-tuning-audi-a4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why I had to make a special category of 200,000 bucks and I would tell you its simply because of this : The Audi A4. Pictured here is the A4 with the Rieger bodykit modification. The car itself costs RM265,000 on the road. What's so special about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a Beemer nor a Merc. Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-5175413918300355519?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/5175413918300355519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=5175413918300355519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/5175413918300355519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/5175413918300355519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/09/list-of-i-want-wheels.html' title='The list of &apos;I want&apos; wheels'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-9129087011849012946</id><published>2008-09-01T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:05:33.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment blues</title><content type='html'>I'm in dire need to blow off some steam of doing last minute assignments(as usual-I told you so-HAH!!!). Its due tomorrow and I haven't typed it out yet. Not one word. Score one for diligence eh? I blame this on the relaxing weekend I had prior to this. My folks and siblings came down to KL to celebrate two birthdays. In fact, it was so relaxing my finger could not muster the strength to apply pressure on the capture button of my camera. Therefore, no pictures of the wonderful Chinese restaurant in PJ and Balinese themed restaurant in the wilderness of Sg. Buloh. Not forgetting those wonderful cakes from La Manila and Ylang-Ylang.&lt;br /&gt;Good news would be that fasting month has started. I shall now fast all those delicious and wonderful food KL has to offer to prove how pious I am. I have decided that the fasting period would be daily periods between breakfast and lunch and between lunch and dinner. Then it would be a no holds barred makan-fest if my piousness did not get the better of me and spurred me to fast the night long as well.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting is wonderful and rewarding of you do it like me. Agreed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-9129087011849012946?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/9129087011849012946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=9129087011849012946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/9129087011849012946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/9129087011849012946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/09/assignment-blues.html' title='Assignment blues'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-3165946854727395687</id><published>2008-08-27T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:44:36.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread</title><content type='html'>Currently in the college lounge typing this post. I'm supposed to have 8 hours of class today but somehow the lazy bones got the better of me and I took 2 off just to slack and do nothing. The unfortunate subject? Market Research. The syllabus is so boring and dreadful it actually takes the inquisitiveness associated with research based subjects directly out from me. The plus side though, I got to play around with my camera's macro mode this morning when my classmates camera failed to take a close up shot of an accessory which I suppose is from his girlfriend. For a 500 ringgit phone you get quality pictures. The downside to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college computers have to bluetooth adapters. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up to Sony Ericsson though for making this phone, the K550i&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/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SLS_IkbMqzI/AAAAAAAAABA/PDtXAZWYXN4/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-k550i-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239022420476341042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SLS_IkbMqzI/AAAAAAAAABA/PDtXAZWYXN4/s320/sony-ericsson-k550i-white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-3165946854727395687?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/3165946854727395687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=3165946854727395687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3165946854727395687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3165946854727395687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/08/dread.html' title='Dread'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OOYG5bRKT1I/SLS_IkbMqzI/AAAAAAAAABA/PDtXAZWYXN4/s72-c/sony-ericsson-k550i-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-250757427565401196</id><published>2008-08-26T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:30:34.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the weekend...</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, I had the opportunity to spend all my time going places in the PJ area along with my girlfriend cum tour guide. Among the things I managed to discover are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Wall.E was a decent movie from the second half of the movie onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Amcorp Mall exceeds expectations and is definitely NOT a run down/boring place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A&amp;amp;W's fried chicken is oh-so-good and not to mention healthier than KFC's selection any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sri Murni in SS2 serves Chinese-style tasting pasta to those who seldom have Western cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Napoleon fried rice is definitely worth a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Rapid KL has terrible bus frequency and punctuality. Maybe that's why Metrobus is still in business now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Don't mess with the Zohan is not that bad of a movie and good to watch if you want to learn Israelish (Israeli english accent) and what Hamas and Hezbollah is actually good for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) October is a very very wet season and a great time to hunt for a new umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Always ask if your friends are going for class before you end up going alone empty handed. Oh reliable acquaintances, where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things above definitely made my weekend. I'm too lazy to post up any pics because i have an old laptop which does it at snail speed +1. Keep reading and commenting, I may just oblige by posting more :) Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-250757427565401196?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/250757427565401196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=250757427565401196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/250757427565401196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/250757427565401196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-weekend.html' title='Over the weekend...'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-296058830998049705</id><published>2008-08-22T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:03:35.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conform?</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last few days thinking about something. Am I doing enough currently to prepare for the future? I came to realize that I might not graduate from university with a very nice CV at the rate I'm going. Watching other friends being so active in activities does make me wonder. Yes, I may have the skills to market myself, but do i have the credentials to prove it? All of this started when i started looking at internship requirements for companies such as British American Tobacco, Citibank, Sony and other companies which require a management trainee. Just thinking of those names made me realize that they were in fact multinational corporations who would not consider any average Joe as their intern.&lt;br /&gt;         So, that's it. I surely do hope i have the motivation to take that first step to involve myself in at least ONE co-curricular activity in college. *sigh*. Playing games for a living cannot really apply in this world and generation I'm in now eh? World standards say that the recipe for success is good skills and a good CV. Should I conform or would I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samuelpablo.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/epic_fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://samuelpablo.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/epic_fail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-296058830998049705?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/296058830998049705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=296058830998049705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/296058830998049705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/296058830998049705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/08/conform.html' title='Conform?'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2428406220010156851</id><published>2008-06-19T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:08:42.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it total 20 questions, then tag to 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she had been tag. Whoever did the tag will have blessing from all."..You must link to the one who tagged you, then spread it to 8 people, let the game go on, return the tag to sender is prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What is your dream when you were in your childhood years?&lt;br /&gt;~ Until today its still between being a student forever or a doctor...vast difference eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) You like rainy day or sunny day? Why?&lt;br /&gt;~ on both days I'd like to be indoors...im a cloudy kind of person lah....clearly you can refer to 'cloud0188' my widely used nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Which colour you like most? Black or White?&lt;br /&gt;~ Black as it is sexay~nuff' said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Who would I marry to?&lt;br /&gt;~ She knows who she is...or perhaps just let God decide then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Where is the place you would like to go most? Why?&lt;br /&gt;~ Some mediterranean country enjoying the food and weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Who are you most afraid of losing?&lt;br /&gt;~ People I love &amp;amp; care...duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) When you encounter a sad moment, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ Game till I forget about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What was the best thing you've learned in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sales is made up of 70% bullshit and 30% oratory skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him? Or just keep secret in heart, observing by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;~ I'll confess once I'm ready to...born with balls for a purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Till now, what is the moment that you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;~ Nothing so far...maybe not studying hard enough whenever i need to...explains the mediocre results all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) What are the requirements that you wish for your another half?&lt;br /&gt;~ Keep me happy, keep me satisfied and I will do anything for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) Which type of person you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;~ Water blowers a.k.a chui sui wong a.k.a boastful and egoistic people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;~ To be a millionaire househusband (the former first before retiring into the latter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Would you rather be someone else at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;~ Hell no~~! I'm tall, dark and um...friendly...whats not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~ To have all my other dreams come true - I want elite gaming comp hooked up to ma home theatre system hooked up to mah astro hooked up to mah 43" LCD hooked up to mah PS3 hooked up to mah....you know it never ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;~ Spend good &amp;amp; quality time with my loved ones and come to terms that i will never have question 15 answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Who's your favourite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;~ Been through so many cartoons in my life to have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) What do you think that is most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;~ God &amp;amp; people whom I love, care &amp;amp; cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Describe your dream house.&lt;br /&gt;~ A small comfy house with a huge plot of land for possible expansion and to park all my cars and private jets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What's your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;~ no-mood-to-study-mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my 8 people that I will tag is :&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm new&lt;br /&gt;2. to blogspot&lt;br /&gt;3. and I don't&lt;br /&gt;4. have that&lt;br /&gt;5. many friends&lt;br /&gt;6. to tag to&lt;br /&gt;7. answer this&lt;br /&gt;8. irrelevant quiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2428406220010156851?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2428406220010156851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2428406220010156851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2428406220010156851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2428406220010156851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/06/remove-1-question-from-below-and-add-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-1671790385587584683</id><published>2008-04-14T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:30:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conclusion</title><content type='html'>So today we had a meeting with the committee at 10.30 in the morning. We let them speak their mind first and questioned them later to which we got half baked and some even ridiculous answers from the president. The incident was that when the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd team arrived. They told those teams they were the first three. Miscommunication number two at that. Number one being that they never announced it to all the other teams we had an advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Even more shocking because they did not think of the aftermath real resourceful people could have given them after the event. Heck, we had a whole hours advantage over the rest, not resourceful enough? So screwing they got via our group representative G. All they could say was having an advantage did not mean it would guarantee our victory. Somehow its like saying Badawi had a 20000 vote majority but does not guarantee him victory in the elections. At the end, the wisest member of the group asked for more time to reconvene. Seriously, it was the first logical explanation I have heard all day. And did I mention they wanted to give us a dvd player and some vouchers as compensation for 2000 bucks worth of prizes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So we met again at 4.30. This time they agreed to our terms of being acknowledged as the joint winners. I don't like sharing victory. But at least there's gonna be an apology letter to the public announcing the details of the incident which clearly proves that our team are the real winners. Sufficient enough emotionally, can't say the same for monetary terms. And we had to accept the fact that SAC of TBS is kinda poor...and they cant just pull a stack of RM2000 from nowhere. So we left it at that. Vouchers, possibly paintball vouchers and a meal at secret recipe sponsored by them to cover the rest. Your verdict people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-1671790385587584683?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/1671790385587584683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=1671790385587584683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1671790385587584683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/1671790385587584683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/04/conclusion.html' title='The Conclusion'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-2140585030138648457</id><published>2008-04-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:23:35.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventurace</title><content type='html'>So there I was...planning to post in detail all the obstacles our team went through to finish first in the adventurace 2008...UNTIL...we were screwed of the position due to no apparent reason except 'judges decision are final'. It all started when at one leg we were given a math equation and we were supposed to find the combination which gives the highest value. Fine, after one attempt, we succeeded and sent in the answer via sms as we were told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The reply said we were wrong,so we kept trying. after being frustrated for one hour and 20 minutes, some committee members showed up at our checkpoint and verified that our first answer was right. AND that the 1 hour 20 mins extra will be shaved off the final time. We reached the finishing line at 5.47 pm while the first team there was 5.30-ish. So according to our waived time, our official time should be 4.30 something pm. BUT before the ceremony, the judges said that they wanted to forfeit the extra time for our team and another team's, causing us to drop from 1st and 2nd to 4th and God knows what. If this was done to you with a simple reason of judges decision is final, won't you love to tie up them judges and fire paintball pellets at them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We called for a meeting with the organizers on Monday, we shall see how things turn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-2140585030138648457?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/2140585030138648457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=2140585030138648457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2140585030138648457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/2140585030138648457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/04/adventurace.html' title='Adventurace'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-175662539458224779</id><published>2008-04-08T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:33:09.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball post...</title><content type='html'>...the moment I'm free. Till then, I would be busy with two assignments and Adventurace this Friday. Cheers :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-175662539458224779?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/175662539458224779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=175662539458224779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/175662539458224779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/175662539458224779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/04/paintball-post.html' title='Paintball post...'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-3038900064109638419</id><published>2008-03-27T15:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:38:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventurace 2008</title><content type='html'>Previously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kalv.multiply.com/image/18/photos/72/600x600/3/adventurace.jpg?et=gYCJV2T%2B6OQecB7o7KUSjg&amp;amp;nmid=41261736"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.kalv.multiply.com/image/18/photos/72/600x600/3/adventurace.jpg?et=gYCJV2T%2B6OQecB7o7KUSjg&amp;amp;nmid=41261736" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, here it is again. ADVENTURACE 2008 organized by Taylor's Business School. Basically, it is something like amazing race plus fear factor thingy where we have to race against time and take part in some of the most disgusting icky yucky obstacles known to docile college students. For illustration purposes, think digging for coins in this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kalv.multiply.com/image/4/photos/72/1200x120/31/the%20stuff.jpg?et=Hkvtu%2CF5Lue0rNtdVhu1Lg&amp;amp;nmid=41261736"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.kalv.multiply.com/image/4/photos/72/1200x120/31/the%20stuff.jpg?et=Hkvtu%2CF5Lue0rNtdVhu1Lg&amp;amp;nmid=41261736" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a mixture of rotten chicken, rotten eggs, rotten tofu, rotten politicians, worms and rotten compilation of college assignments...(okay,maybe not the last one). Dig in to draw coins for the Adventurace shake or as I'd like to call it, puke puke shake that makes you puke. Kinda figures doesn't it? We had a mixture of butter, butter, tofu and bitter gourd and i think some milk? With so much butter, it slides down the throat. Only to come up just as easy. Jack Daniel would be proud :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this years race, its 2 days and 1 night as opposed to a full day the previous year. This years race also covers areas outside of Selangor and we would be taking part in teams of three instead of the previous four. This year its gonna be Aaron Onn(me), Sara Leong(uhh, femme fatale?) and G(Spartan warrior with well distributed fat around the muscles). One thing that remains the same though is our team name- IPOHKIA - all members born and bred with Ipoh, land of giant tauge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:W-VutHY0tHf2EM:http://www.michigan.gov/images/GreenBeanSprout01_61002_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:W-VutHY0tHf2EM:http://www.michigan.gov/images/GreenBeanSprout01_61002_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, thats about all of Adventurace I'd like to cover. Back to assignments...zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-3038900064109638419?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/3038900064109638419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=3038900064109638419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3038900064109638419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/3038900064109638419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/03/previously.html' title='Adventurace 2008'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15146605.post-5565117320259667154</id><published>2008-03-26T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:19:44.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back for good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So for some apparent reason i have the mood to blog again after a year or so without posting. Probably after seeing how blogging can earn me some extra income through Nuffnang and such, I'd give it another shot just for the lolz. To those who may or may not know,  I've shut down my previous blog at Xanga because of the lukewarm response there. Well, I guess this signals a fresh start for me. And yeah, my blog posts from here on shall utilize proper English instead of Manglish, Singlish, Hokkienlish, Ticklish and etc. And yes, i shall keep this blog tidy from nonsense, I hope... no, seriously I hope... Okay, so much for my first post in a long time, will catch you next time I'm on. Do have a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15146605-5565117320259667154?l=cloud0188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/feeds/5565117320259667154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15146605&amp;postID=5565117320259667154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/5565117320259667154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15146605/posts/default/5565117320259667154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloud0188.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-for-good.html' title='back for good?'/><author><name>Aaron Onn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02106801355710528244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
