<?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-5792920</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:31:47.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagining Reality</title><subtitle type='html'>Where Imaginations Are Reality~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>536</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4746737606236544485</id><published>2010-02-20T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:25:33.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka Policemen are stupid!</title><content type='html'>Lame ass stupid mother f***ing Malaccan policemen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't f*cking close both ends of a road and call it a 'one way street'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had an emergency and someone died cos of your lame ass instructions I swear to god I will take a knife and stab you where you stand. Then I'll go to whatever stupid event/program that's being held there which is apparently oh-so-important that you have to f*cking cause a massive traffic jam and crash the damn event. I'll throw chairs I'll overturn tables I'll kick speakers off the damn f*cking stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I yelled at an authority before. Tonight's the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*ckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4746737606236544485?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4746737606236544485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4746737606236544485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4746737606236544485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4746737606236544485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2010/02/melaka.html' title='Melaka Policemen are stupid!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1339407012672432782</id><published>2009-12-15T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:51:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If moniez can laugh....</title><content type='html'>... they would laugh at how pathetic I am and how they so PWNED me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SyZsbFhNdXI/AAAAAAAAABI/GlK6yDr92hU/s1600-h/sadbank.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SyZsbFhNdXI/AAAAAAAAABI/GlK6yDr92hU/s400/sadbank.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415134814553339250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's quite sad now, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you don't get the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top account is my savings account balance, and below it is my credit card balance. And yes, that also means that I don't have enough moniez to pay my credit card. Whoopeedoo~! Thank god I'm getting paid by the end of this week... +_+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1339407012672432782?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1339407012672432782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1339407012672432782&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1339407012672432782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1339407012672432782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-moniez-can-laugh.html' title='If moniez can laugh....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SyZsbFhNdXI/AAAAAAAAABI/GlK6yDr92hU/s72-c/sadbank.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6156306003758866867</id><published>2009-11-15T10:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T10:52:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a Taylor fan?</title><content type='html'>And no, I'm not talking about the twilight actor. I'm talking about &lt;strong&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/strong&gt;! Granted, I admit I'm not her biggest fan, since I don't have her latest album or a website about her or dozens of posters of her on my wall. But I do keep track here and there about her. What makes me more of a fan is that she's so human. Like seriously. Like you look at her and you think, hey she can easily fit in to be my friend. She's funny, honest, lovely as hell, beautiful like zomg, and she's just living her star life like a normal life. Like she said, it's been thrown at you whether you like it or not, you can choose to embrace it or ignore it but it's still there. She chooses to embrace it because being a role model for millions of young girls out there is an honor. And I'm glad she's setting a really good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for her mum too, as she travels with &lt;strong&gt;Taylor&lt;/strong&gt; everywhere she goes, and that actually helps a lot in keeping her sane, I believe. Not that she will go crazy if she doesn't have her mum there, but it helps so much to know there's someone keeping you grounded all the time. Oh, I forgot to mention, she's also very talented and a very hard working lady. I'm really happy for her success because she worked so hard to get there, and deserve every bit of it, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just read she won all 4 CMA awards she was nominated for!!!! I'm freaking happy about it. I saw her video blog about being nominated, and since then I keep hoping and hoping she won some of them, but all of them is just fabulous!!! And I loved the dress she wore to the awards too! Look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/Sv9s9lkGeOI/AAAAAAAAABA/25QKgLpOWGg/s1600-h/taylor+swift+CMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/Sv9s9lkGeOI/AAAAAAAAABA/25QKgLpOWGg/s400/taylor+swift+CMA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404157883179235554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a dress like that someday... it's SO COOL! I totally love the part where the top glittery part meets the many layers of sheer fabric at the bottom. It looks like a those little fairy dresses (picture Tinkerbell) but with a long gown at the bottom. I know she loves playing the part of a princess in a beautiful fantasy, and that's what this dress says to me. Totally my kind of style too. Speaking of styles, her sense of style for long dresses is so totally awesome, for me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the past 2 days watching videos on youtube which concerns here lol... and thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Lee Na&lt;/strong&gt; for mentioning this to me, but you so gotta watch the prank Ellen played on her. It was hilarious! Search for '&lt;strong&gt;Ellen&lt;/strong&gt; pranks &lt;strong&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/strong&gt;' and you'd most likely get it. And yes, I'm lazy to search for it again to post it here. Go do it now! I've watched it like... 40 times maybe? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you Taylor~!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6156306003758866867?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6156306003758866867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6156306003758866867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6156306003758866867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6156306003758866867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-taylor-fan.html' title='Are you a Taylor fan?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/Sv9s9lkGeOI/AAAAAAAAABA/25QKgLpOWGg/s72-c/taylor+swift+CMA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5749734404775367325</id><published>2009-11-13T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:58:42.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which is your favourite finger?</title><content type='html'>I know this is random *lawl* and I don't know if anyone else has a favourite finger like I do, but I do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite goes to my little pinky~! I love both my right and left pinky equally though, so there is no favourite among the pinkies. But they're so cute! And I love putting nail polish on them because they're easy to apply, looks good, and well.... they look great! Ok fine, the reason I love them is because of their nails.... but hey, they carry my favourite nails so they gotta be my favourite fingers! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favourite finger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5749734404775367325?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5749734404775367325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5749734404775367325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5749734404775367325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5749734404775367325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/11/which-is-your-favourite-finger.html' title='Which is your favourite finger?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1990213208316566843</id><published>2009-11-08T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:05:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about short forms...</title><content type='html'>You know how a lot of people use short forms when typing SMS? Something like &lt;em&gt;"Hey, i c u r not going tonite. Y?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, try to see if you can read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arrd a 10.15. Smooth flight. Drivg alg hway 4 1half hr b4 stopg 4 lunch. Weather is hot,vegetn like msia.Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not THAT hard to understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arrived at 10.15. Smooth flight. Driving along highway for 1 half hour before stopping for lunch. Weather is hot, vegetation like Malaysia. Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard, I know. But the shocker is that, this was an SMS typed by my mum. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still ask myself... is it a bigger shock for me to be able to read that, or is it a bigger shock that my mum actually wrote that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1990213208316566843?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1990213208316566843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1990213208316566843&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1990213208316566843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1990213208316566843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/11/talk-about-short-forms.html' title='Talk about short forms...'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5399976736109577537</id><published>2009-10-02T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:41:49.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still freaking pissed....</title><content type='html'>Refer to below post. I didn't sleep well last night cos I was so pissed. Had to make changes to our plan and ended up needing to spend more than $500 extra. W T F. That's like more than half my salary after conversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really SIAL SIAL SIAL punya perempuan jahanam!!! Lahanat! Bebal! Tak berperikemanusiaan! Bahalol! Toyol! SSSSIIIIAAAAAALLLLLL!!!!!! Biar mampus pon aku tak kisah. Sungguh geram! Dendam aku sangat kuat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, no translation to all the cursing I did there. So don't bother asking. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5399976736109577537?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5399976736109577537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5399976736109577537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5399976736109577537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5399976736109577537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-freaking-pissed.html' title='Still freaking pissed....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5221532946559101856</id><published>2009-10-01T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:16:06.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking pissed!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So part of my US trip is to visit &lt;em&gt;Houston &lt;/em&gt;cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wants to meet his good friend from WoW. And you know what we got in return? Today she tells us she's moving to &lt;em&gt;Florida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:250%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W!T!F!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where to begin rambling but I'm SO PISSED right now. I bitched to 3 colleagues at work already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean you offered us a place to stay at your apartment, WTF happened? Just leaving us with a messed up trip now? Freaking inconsiderate. Freaking bitch. I don't care if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hates me for calling his friend a Bitch. I don't care if he wants to dump me cos of this. I totally hate her right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I should not have included &lt;em&gt;Houston &lt;/em&gt;as part of my itenerary when I visit the States. I was being nice to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;cos he wants to meet her real bad. Now I'm screwed out of being nice. I could have made more plans with my friends in &lt;em&gt;Austin&lt;/em&gt;. I could have spent more days in &lt;em&gt;Ohio &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;LA&lt;/em&gt;. I disappointed some &lt;em&gt;Austin &lt;/em&gt;friends to make time for the Houston trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking pissed right now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the question is.... should I send a mean spiteful in-game mail to her when I get home and WoW, or should I just completely ignore her and hold a grudge on her for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're thinking "Hey, it's a small matter, why get so worked up about it?" Well, it's not! Just because this involved a helluva lot money and planning! Just because I do not visit the States every weekend. Just because you decided at the LAST MINUTE. My brother was right referring her as a bitch when I told him I'm going to be visiting her. I'm sure a lot of people from my first guild would agree as well. I was stupid to tell my brother otherwise, and even defended her. I feel so stupid standing up for her, giving excuses and all, compared to my bro's hard facts, just cos she's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s good friend and I thought I should defend her. Too late realizing she's a bitch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking spoils my mood about my trip, and it's only a week away. If not for the huge amount of money already spent for it, I would probably have not went, cos going on a trip with this feeling sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.... What The F-ing F....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5221532946559101856?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5221532946559101856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5221532946559101856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5221532946559101856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5221532946559101856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/10/freaking-pissed.html' title='Freaking pissed!!!!!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3393545485757713222</id><published>2009-09-24T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:49:25.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>Some people have been asking me to post the video &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;made for me for my birthday... so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Get ready a puke bag cos it's mushy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2YLSOBMMPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2YLSOBMMPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes that is his hand, and the frog (no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it's not a hippo) is a present from me to him last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3393545485757713222?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3393545485757713222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3393545485757713222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3393545485757713222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3393545485757713222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/09/digital-birthday-present.html' title='Digital Birthday Present'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7423519175488432924</id><published>2009-09-16T08:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:41:37.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>Newborn babies are super fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, if you accidentally caused the death of your relative's or friend's newborn baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought just crossed my mind, so I thought I'd ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7423519175488432924?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7423519175488432924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7423519175488432924&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7423519175488432924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7423519175488432924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-would-you-do.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-601543713761037657</id><published>2009-09-16T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:54:29.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At my limit....</title><content type='html'>I just sent an SMS to my dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your son is the most useless person on the planet!!! Thanks to mummy who waits on him like a king. Wait till my patience wears off. I swear I'm moving out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I ranted a whole lot more, in CAPS, to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But I'm not gonna type it out here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-601543713761037657?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/601543713761037657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=601543713761037657&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/601543713761037657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/601543713761037657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-my-limit.html' title='At my limit....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-550934797753666713</id><published>2009-09-15T08:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:42:57.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about....</title><content type='html'>Here's a thought that came up in my mind... if you're in a room that is fully covered in mirrors, I'm sure it'll be pitch black. But what happens when a single ray of light enters the room? Or if you shine a beam of light? Will it light up the whole room or just make pretty lines of light like a web?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-550934797753666713?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/550934797753666713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=550934797753666713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/550934797753666713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/550934797753666713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7712275202218813835</id><published>2009-08-26T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:33:10.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia will never make it to the top 100....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tech.yahoo.com/news/afp/20090825/tc_afp/ustelecombroadbanditinternet_20090825230334"&gt;Click to read article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you see Singapore, which is like just beside Malaysia, can be top 5... So very sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7712275202218813835?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7712275202218813835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7712275202218813835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7712275202218813835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7712275202218813835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/08/malaysia-will-never-make-it-to-top-100.html' title='Malaysia will never make it to the top 100....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4286058989173335135</id><published>2009-08-21T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:08:31.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new life</title><content type='html'>One that is not overworked and underpaid, definitely. I've been coming home late this whole past week, and bringing home work still... worked till 2.30am, to wake up at 7am to go back to work. That's more than 12 hours at work, and still doing work from home. Today my body reached a peak, it got so tired I came home and fell asleep in my work clothes. I could hardly open my eyes at work either. It wouldn't be so bad if they paid me more, cos then I'm suffering for a return.... I'm currently doing much more than the person I took over, yet she was paid twice my salary. Kinda unfair when you think about it, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... anyone have anywhere to suggest for me to send my applications too starting next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4286058989173335135?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4286058989173335135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4286058989173335135&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4286058989173335135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4286058989173335135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-new-life.html' title='I need a new life'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2935435045911667259</id><published>2009-07-10T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:21:56.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry!</title><content type='html'>I am so angry! I just finished watching ANTM (that's America's Next Top Model for the non-fans) and Allison Harvard didn't win!!! GAH SO ANGRY!!!! She has improved leaps and bounds and should seriously win. I mean what happened to saying that Teyona can't do videos and ad campaigns and that she's a one trick model and ANTM isn't about a one trick model? Allison performed WAY better than her! She should have won!!! WHY???? Why is it that all the time, the one I'm rooting for NEVER wins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory. It's because anyone Tyra sees has more potential and can get contracts without needing the competition, she lets the other girl win so the other girl gets a chance. I know many other fans are also saddened by this decision. Sigh.... oh well, what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you know the best part? Allison is such a human being too! She was once 'famous' in 4chan as well. And I dunno... I've watched this like for 12 seasons and this is the first time I actually want to be a model's friend. Like I'd like to actually meet Allison and like be her friend. I dunno.... she's nice and should have won. She really should... sigh... oh well... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and plus she's shy and humble and gets embarassed and cute and meek and sweet and OMG SHE SHOULD HAVE WON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH I LOVE YOU ALLISON HARVARD WHOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOO~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean look at her. She went from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/4794l.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/4795l.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/7039l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/7041l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MEAN COME ON!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2935435045911667259?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2935435045911667259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2935435045911667259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2935435045911667259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2935435045911667259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/07/angry.html' title='Angry!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6232104128684646124</id><published>2009-06-29T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:35:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another stimulation....</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-lase-and-stimulation.html" target="external"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well look what I found at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/?action=view&amp;current=Stimulator.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_Stimulator.jpg" border="0" alt="Stimulator" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either she doesn't visit my blog to read my past 2 posts about it, or she's just horny for guns.... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Picture edited to blur out &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s B's photo... not sure if I'm allowed to post :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6232104128684646124?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6232104128684646124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6232104128684646124&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6232104128684646124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6232104128684646124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-stimulation.html' title='Yet another stimulation....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7939678355502721526</id><published>2009-06-24T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:28:32.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transform your movie experience</title><content type='html'>GO.WATCH.TRANSFORMERS.NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think the first one's good, wait till you watch this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, I'm thankful my kiasu brother didn't have any friends to go with so he brought me lawl XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GO WATCH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Maybe your car's an Autobot! Of course this doesn't apply to lame Malaysian made ones XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Whoever wants me to accompany them to watch the movie can call me, I don't mind XD Provided you pay for the ticket and popcorn lawl XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7939678355502721526?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7939678355502721526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7939678355502721526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7939678355502721526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7939678355502721526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/06/transform-your-movie-experience.html' title='Transform your movie experience'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6763197645685666972</id><published>2009-05-24T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:41:33.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visa - Part 1</title><content type='html'>*morphs into a Target Dummy* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prepares to get shot by bullets and arrows* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ok so I know I slacked big time.... especially after failing to keep my new year's resolution. +_+ And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;just reminded me that I still haven't posted the remaining entries of my 8-day road trip. ROFL it's been almost half a year since then Y_Y Sorry........ I already have all the pictures uploaded though so that's a start, right? Hehehee.... *thinks of more lame excuses* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this post isn't about that. This is about my visa.... not visa as in credit card, but my US visa :D Long story short, it costed me RM517 for the visa application, I went to KL two weeks ago for the interview, it got approved, and now I can plan my trip. But then obviously there interesting things which happened somewhere during that timeline, so I won't be mean enough to just stop here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2 weeks ago, I scheduled my visa interview and got ready to visit the embassy on a Friday. Thursday night, about 10pm, I checked all my documents again to be safe. Everything I wanted I've already printed. I took out the application form again to look at my details, and something caught my eyes. DAMN I forgot to get my visa photo taken. I almost gave up hope that I'd be getting the visa done. I started searching the internet for photo centers near pudu to no avail. Since my plan was to take the train to KLCC and take a cab from there to the embassy, I searched for photo centers near KLCC... found some but none too near and none opening that early in the morning. I'm doomed, I told myself. I kept calling myself stupid to forget such an important thing. I've been busy during the week, going to my granduncle's place right after work and don't return home till after 9pm so I didn't check my visa application till Thursday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother came home from work, heard my story, looked at the addresses of the photo centers suggested by the US embassy, and gave me suggestions. His suggestion was to get the 5.30am bus up to KL, arrive there about 8am, take the train from Pasar Seni to Ampang (since he said the morning buses will stop at Pasar Seni before reaching Pudu), take the exit that leads to the mall, get the photo taken at the mall, and then take a cab or walk to the US embassy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived about 8am, and OMG the trains were packed like sardine cans. I couldn't find any room to get in to the first train, so I decided to wait for the next, seeing that I was first in line then. The next train came quick, after only a minute. I'm confident I was going to get a spot in the trai, but as soon as it arrived, no one came out from the car I was waiting at!!! +_+ GAH! There was hardly any space, and I don't know how I did it, but I just threw myself in the train and managed to get in it. Now comes the hard part.... keeping my balance while the train's moving because I was no where near anything I can hold. @_@ I bent my legs and little, and put a lot of pressure on my feet to stable myself everytime the train curves, or makes a stop. About 70% of the people got off the train at the KLCC stop. o.O Do that many people work there or nearby? Anyways the next stop is my stop, Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got off the train, saw the direction pointing towards Ampang Park and headed that way with the crowd. It was still early, so I hoped there was some place I can have breakfast at while waiting for the photo center to open. Saw McD and without even looking at the other Kopitiam shops there, I walked right to McD. I ordered my usual, Sausage McMuffin with egg, and it costs a whopping RM10!!! Urgh when did McD get so expensive :( Right as I was taking my food from the counter, the guy beside me ordered "Special Breakfast" then I looked up and saw what it was. A sausage McMuffin and coffee. But onlu for RM5! Dammit I should have looked at the promos before buying. Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ate, drank and then I was off. Big mistake. I should have wasted my time eating and drinking.... all the shops were still closed. There were a few photo centers opened but the one recommended by the US Embassy was still closed. I'd rather wait for that cos I was afraid the other ones didn't know the requirements for the visa photo. So I basically walked around the place (with empty shops mind you) about 30 times. I think the people having their breakfast at the Kopitiam must be thinking I'm a crazy girl or something +_+ I thought about that too, so I decided to just stand at the exit of the train station and wait there instead. Just looking at people buying nasi lemak for breakfast, people taking the bus to work, the busy street, the taxi stand where there is only 1 taxi waiting, which got me worried cos I am going to take one from here later so I hope there would be more then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the waiting, I dropped by the place AGAIN and now they're starting to open up. I needed to use the restroom too but it's opened at 9.00am so I couldn't go earlier ARGH.... I scooted there while waiting for the shop to open, then came back and yay finally I can have my photo taken. I didn't even ask for the price LOL =_= At that point of time I was willing to be paying a high price cos of my stupidity in not getting the photo taken earlier. The guy told me it would only take 5 mins for it to be printed (the ad on the store wrote 15, so I was uber happy for this too) but when I asked him if I should come back later or wait, he told me to wait. Lol I think he's afraid I might run off. So I looked around the shop, looking at cameras and handphones and gadgets and stuff.... then finally... DONE! It costed me RM20 for 4 pieces of photo but oh well, it was worth it. And I even asked him for glue so I can stick it to my application form LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all set to get to my interview!! YAY!!! But that's another post! Boo! ROFL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way....This is the 4th time composing this damn post.... grrrr..... First time was cos I got stuck in a meeting and my e-mail timed out so it got closed. Second time was because I was way busy before lunch and then went out for lunch and forgot to save the mail so it got closed too. The third time, which is today, I went out for lunch and forgot bout my mail AGAIN. Le sigh.... and in that previous mail I actually wrote "This is the 3rd time composing it..." Lase phail.... =_= So there you have it, a proper blog post from yours truly XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6763197645685666972?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6763197645685666972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6763197645685666972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6763197645685666972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6763197645685666972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/05/visa-part-1.html' title='Visa - Part 1'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5431985900192201809</id><published>2009-05-05T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:10:47.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I R KYUTE~!</title><content type='html'>Just in case you forget.... I R KYUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1976.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I know I've been slacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5431985900192201809?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5431985900192201809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5431985900192201809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5431985900192201809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5431985900192201809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-r-kyute.html' title='I R KYUTE~!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4328069233159543183</id><published>2009-03-31T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:32:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying....</title><content type='html'>Been sick the past 2 days and today, even after taking meds from the doctor.... shit it's time to go eat one right now... I will after this post... anyways... as I was saying, I've been super sick. Like almost dropped dead kinda sick with watery eyes and runny nose and hot body temperature and sore throat (more like painful throat cos I don't sound coarse) and I can't even sing right in my car. I had to pretend I was auditioning for American Idol and told the judges I was sick but that was no excuse so I still sang and they loved it but was afraid of if I'd be well in time for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeah maybe that's a little too much info of what I do in my car when driving back from work but hey, a girl needs her imagination or it'll be a boring 15 mins drive home (yes, that was sarcasm) (and yes dear, I know you spent 3 hours driving home in the snow) (and yes I still want to see and play with snow) (but yes, it'll be better for you to move here so you won't need to deal with snowstorms) (yeah yeah so the drivers here stink...) (will you shut up already Miss Non-Stop Blabbermouth?) (fine +_+).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah anywayas I'm super sick and it's closing week so it's a BAD time to fall sick since I need to work till past 7 almost everyday this week *avoids glares from those who sometimes work till midnight* and I can't take a medical absence because I need to do my work and my heart isn't so cruel to not go to work and let my boss do my work cos he has his own closing to do. So anyways I'm off to take my meds and rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ACHOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.... I've sneezed at least 200 times today and used up enough tissue papers to chop down 20 trees. Ok fine maybe just 19...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ACHOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*opens up another box of tissues*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: And the stimulation at work continues.... =_= I wonder if I should tell them to drop the 'T'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4328069233159543183?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4328069233159543183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4328069233159543183&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4328069233159543183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4328069233159543183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/03/dying.html' title='Dying....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3013372301288953796</id><published>2009-03-04T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:02:16.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger's block</title><content type='html'>Good read of the day: &lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-interests-25465358"&gt;World's Worst Cultural Mistakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell into a author's (blogger's) block cos I just don't have anything interesting to write. Yeah yeah I know what some of you are gonna say.... "So finish that damn road trip blog already!" At this point of time I'm thinking about just posting the notes for the trip. You know... like short pointers of it... kinda like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Had breakfast at this place - went back to get stuff - went out and drove here and there - this thing happened to me - saw some thing - did some thing - something funny happened - etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what my post is at right now.... well... has been like that since I started. That means I've got all the pointers ready just to put into sentence but I just don't have the mood ahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering if I wanna go to KL this weekend cos my colleague is driving up and I can just tumpang him there. Problem is, I don't know what the heck I'm going to do there cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evilyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s away in &lt;em&gt;Penang&lt;/em&gt;. And I was thinking with my colleague driving the car I could probably bring my PC parts up to get it done there... Maybe I should just spend this weekend to get my Visa paid for and getting my 'new' PC set up. I've decided to just bring the parts to the shop, hand it to them, get the casing and stuff I need for the PC like hard disk, etc. I wish &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was here to just fix it for me and save me from all the hassle... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3013372301288953796?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3013372301288953796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3013372301288953796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3013372301288953796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3013372301288953796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloggers-block.html' title='Blogger&apos;s block'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8110410162922503457</id><published>2009-02-25T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:49:09.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Lase.... and stimulation</title><content type='html'>I've been so tired the past few days. Last week I worked till as late as 11.30pm T_T and maybe the tired-ness accumulated and carried forward to this week. On Monday I went to bed right after I got home from work about 6pm, and slept all the way through till the next morning at 7am. That's a freaking 13 hours of sleep! :O It was really good rest though. Even then, yesterday I slept early at 11pm and got 8 hours of sleep before waking up for work. :O This is the girl who sleeps at 1am-2am on average. The early bedtime is good though, for my body. I'm not getting any younger so I shouldn't exhaust my body too much anymore. Gone were the days where I stayed up the whole night and not go to bed for more than 24 hours. Gone were the days where I go to sleep at 4am only to wake up at 6am to go to classes. Regretting them now serves no purpose. The damage has been done. My panda eyes will never go away @_@ so the only thing I can do now is to try to not let it get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways there is this thing I wanted to blog about for a week now. It's between the words 'simulation' and 'stimulation'. It's not really a good thing to mix up these two words, especially when talking to someone of the opposite gender. Well so my colleague was talking to her boss and he wanted to do some forecasting for future months on the depreciation of some assets (this might sound greek to some ahahaha sorry). So there was a program she could run which simulates the amount for the future months she needed. I was requested to help (cos my Excel is ehem rather uber and it takes me 30 mins of what my colleague would take 2 hours to do, and her boss wants it fast) and so she sent me the files named 'DEPN_STIMULATION_Q4.xls' and 'DEPN__STIMULATION_Q1.xls'.... +_+ Oh well... I worked on the file and before sending it back I renamed it to spell 'simulation' and not 'stimulation'. So I went back doing my own work and then her boss comes over to her place and she asked "Do you want the stimulation now?" and I kinda burst out laughing (at my own desk) as silently as I could possibly laugh. It just sounds so wrong.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8110410162922503457?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8110410162922503457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8110410162922503457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8110410162922503457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8110410162922503457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-lase-and-stimulation.html' title='Tired Lase.... and stimulation'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-255286124793824673</id><published>2009-02-17T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:00:41.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My presents XD</title><content type='html'>Well ya know, after posting that last post I actually got my parcel a few hours later. I wasn't really expecting it to arrive so soon, let alone on a Saturday. But it arrived, and while I was still talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to take photos of the stuff I got (pfft sue me XD) but here's what was in the parcel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Various PC parts (motherboard, graphics card, processor)&lt;br /&gt;- Blizzard WoW authenticator (WEWT!!!! Now I can protect myself against hackers)&lt;br /&gt;- A gold chain (to be matched with the pendant he gave me when he visited, cos that other chain was uber thin)&lt;br /&gt;- Sour Candy!&lt;br /&gt;- A video/mp3 player thingie with a touchscreen (this wasn't for Valentine's but for our 1 year anniversary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to get my 'new' PC done hopefully by the end of next month (busy with work the next 2 weeks sadly), get the authenticator assigned to my account (doing it after this post), already wore the chain with the attached pendant a few times now (it's a tad long though so I don't even need to unhook it lol it can slip through my head), opened and shared a packet of sour candy (another packet was for my boss), and the best was the video/mp3 player. There was the whole season 4 of So You Think You Can Dance in there, so I can re-watch it (for the 106th time) cos I've deleted those on my PC to free space a while ago. But the best in it, was the Mp3s. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; recorded snips of songs he sang and they were my favourite! And if anyone's wondering, no he cannot sing. But the thought and the effort put into it was awwww.... so sweet! I love that the most out of all the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, I had Monday off and he didn't need to go to church on Sunday. So we had like.... Saturday morning (his Friday night), Saturday night (his Saturday morning), Sunday morning (his Saturday night), Sunday night (his Sunday morning which I usually don't get to spend with him cos he has church to go to), Monday morning (his Sunday night cos I had the day off)... so that was a whole lotta time spent together, and it was amazing :) We just chatting with voice and played WoW mostly, but it was still really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://skipachu.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for his side of the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-255286124793824673?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/255286124793824673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=255286124793824673&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/255286124793824673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/255286124793824673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-presents-xd.html' title='My presents XD'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3407514411685255040</id><published>2009-02-14T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:26:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day~!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Friday the 13th wewt~! And today's Valentine's Day. So, wishing all my readers a wonderful Valentine's Day, and I'm always open to receiving gifts LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of gifts.... Valentine's Day started out with guys giving girls stuff, right? I just remembered this a few days ago (and wanted to post but was lazy lol). From what I remembered back in school, the girls are the ones who wait to receive gifts and see how 'loved' they are. For the guys, it's their chance to show the girls that they're crushing on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course for little Miss Popular right here, I didn't get more than 5 gifts throughout my entire life. LOL~! I still remembered we had dedication gifts in secondary school and one year, the gifts were SO CUTE that I tak tau malu (read: have no shame) and dedicated to myself cos I knew no one is gonna dedicate to me LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mailed me something from US and man I'm dying to find out what it is. And I got him something too which I'm going to mail out. Then like I said, I just remembered that it's ok if I don't give him anything cos the girl is the one who should receive the presents anyways lol.... I actually remembered this when I was listening to the radio on my way to work and they were having callers discuss whether girls should give guys gifts during Valentine's Day. I don't know how many people think this is true, but then the Japanese have White Day on March 14th where the girls give guys chocolates instead! Mostly for those who received gifts on Valentine's Day to return the favor to the guy, but also a chance for the girls to let the guys know they're crushing on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever you believe to be true, share your day with your loved ones (and I don't just mean a partner... I've always shared them with a group of friends when I was studying) and don't go dying like Romeo and Juliet XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3407514411685255040?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3407514411685255040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3407514411685255040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3407514411685255040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3407514411685255040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day~!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2779875718977023412</id><published>2009-02-08T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:54:13.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I phailz</title><content type='html'>Yarr I r phailzorz to keep my blog updated twice a week. PHAIL~! And I admit it. Keeping it updated is hard work, though I have the topic to type about. Meh at least I kept my new year's resolution for a month T_T So yeah.... PHAIL~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2779875718977023412?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2779875718977023412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2779875718977023412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2779875718977023412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2779875718977023412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-phailz.html' title='I phailz'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-761374861453127421</id><published>2009-02-01T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:33:33.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think I'd fail....</title><content type='html'>I'm sure many of you were thinking I was going to fail my new year's resolution, eh? Well you're right. I almost did. I keep remembering to blog when I'm eating or in the shower or somewhere not on my PC... +_+ I need something to help me remember lol... it's not like I don't have anything to type about, it's that I always forget lol. Lots going on during CNY which I can blog and I will if I remember... =/ Sucks that tomorrow's Monday though... and closing week too... and tomorrow is Pai Ti Kong (prayers) so it'll be a hectic day lol. Anyways I better get to sleep to rest my headache (had it since yesterday sigh what a way to spend my weekend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know this post sucks cos it's so short :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-761374861453127421?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/761374861453127421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=761374861453127421&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/761374861453127421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/761374861453127421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-you-think-id-fail.html' title='So you think I&apos;d fail....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-317600920203689186</id><published>2009-01-26T08:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:50:25.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Chai~!</title><content type='html'>Wishing all my friends and readers a HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR~! May this year bring you lots of prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/Resizeofcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-317600920203689186?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/317600920203689186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=317600920203689186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/317600920203689186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/317600920203689186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-fa-chai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Chai~!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6976673340706625417</id><published>2009-01-20T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:32:17.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1 - A Week In Melaka (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>ZOMG Finally the post some of you've been waiting for! LOL I know I'm a bad bad bad bad bad blogger who has procrastinated for more than a month. Sowwy T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - 24 September 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day of closing. That means I have my CLD Reports to do and the cycle count for that old lady at work to cover. I kinda predicted I was going to be back a little late, and coupled with the fact that I've not had dinner at home for the past 3 days, I told my mum I'd have dinner at home today. Kinda don't want her to be suspicious. So I told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to find his own dinner. I know, I know, I feel bad doing it but I did promise to meet up after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some time during work I had a missed call and an SMS from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pao Ying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I kinda smuggled my phone in for this week cos I didn't have access to bring in my handphone. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pao Ying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;came back to Melaka for her brother's wedding last week, and I've tried contacting her then but she didn't reply my SMS. Turns out she wasn't using that number anymore after she went to UK to study. Came back and bought a new SIM card just to use it while she's back (and probably going to let it die off when she heads back to UK and buy a new one the next time she comes back lol) so she was just contacting me to ask me if I'm free to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if she wanted to meet &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and she was excited about it. So I asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if he wanted to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pao Ying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I knew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wanted to meet as many of my friends as he could while he was here, so he agreed for sure. We decided to head to the &lt;em&gt;Air Keroh McDonalds Drive-Thru &lt;/em&gt;so I can pick &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pao Ying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; up along the way. After all this time I still remember where her house was... after taking a few wrong turns XD What's kinda non-economical though was driving to &lt;em&gt;Equitorial &lt;/em&gt;to pick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;up, then driving all the way back to &lt;em&gt;Air Keroh &lt;/em&gt;to pick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pao Ying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;up and then head to McD. For those who dunno the area, imagine this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben -------- My house ------ Pao Ying ------- McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So travelling from my house to Ben to Pao Ying (which passes through the road towards my house) and then to &lt;em&gt;McD &lt;/em&gt;is non-economical on my mileage XD But it's not like I get to meet either of them often so it was worth the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me right before we left the hotel to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pao Ying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/benvisit/ResizeofDSC05909.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at &lt;em&gt;McD &lt;/em&gt;and had ice-cream. None of us felt like eating anything solid so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pao Ying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had a sundae while &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and I had &lt;em&gt;Oreo Mudpie McFlurry&lt;/em&gt;... damn was that chocolatey! And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;paid for them too wewt! Either dinner or the &lt;em&gt;McFlurry &lt;/em&gt;or the combination wasn't agreeing to my tummy though.... so I was kinda in pain bearing the pokes in my tummy while trying to keep my composure and smile and talk. It was a good night out... for me anyways. We talked a lot and did some catching up of what's been going on with our lives, Ben seems comfortable talking to Pao Ying too so there wasn't much awkward moments, although I did get a few stares from people there, and there was the upset tummy. But other than that, I enjoyed the night a lot. We left about 11pm and due to my non-economical-but-worth-the-drive route, I reached home almost at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pao Ying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and I at &lt;em&gt;McD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/benvisit/ResizeofDSC05915.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - 25 September 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a simple day for us. There was my Balance Sheet Reporting to be done for the closing but I got it done rather fast and was out of the office by 6.30pm. Today's plan was simple for dinner. I'll call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;when I leave the office and he'll go to &lt;em&gt;Pizza Hut &lt;/em&gt;and grab some pizzas for dinner. He had beef pepperoni, I had hawaiian tuna. *throws an evil smile at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evilyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also requested for some chicken wings cos &lt;em&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/em&gt; has really good chicken wings. I thought there was only one flavor which was the normal one but turns out there was a spicy one too, and cos I didn't tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I wanted the normal, he bought the spicy thinking I'd like it. It's good that he did cos I've never tried it, and it was just as delicious. Trying to be healthy FTW~! The hotel supplies 2 bottled water daily so we just drank that and not some sugar-filled carbonated drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we watched a movie. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;brought a portable DVD player and 5 DVDs so we could watch them if there was nothing to do during our trip. Being the forgetful person he is *giggles* he forgot to bring the cable to attach the DVD player to the TV so we ended up having to watch the DVDs on that mini screen on the DVD player. We watched &lt;em&gt;Corpse Bride &lt;/em&gt;cos it was one of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s favourite movies, and I've never watched it. It was quite nice, except some parts which scared me. And the dead dog is SO CUTE!!!!! Well it was a skellie-dog and it was SO CUTE cos its head was so round! And you guys know me and cute round things XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - 26 September 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took today off, mainly so I could pick Ben up during lunch to meet up with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doris &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei Yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Cos if I didn't there was no way I could drive to &lt;em&gt;Equitorial&lt;/em&gt;, pick him up and head back to meet up for lunch and then drive all the way back to send him back to the hotel. So I left my house at 12pm cos I didn't wanna be late, and cos I told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'd try to be at the carpark a little before 1pm so she could meet Ben before she left to pick her daughter up from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly there was a MASSIVE traffic jam on the road in front of &lt;em&gt;Dataran Pahlawan Mall&lt;/em&gt;. It took me SO LONG to get to the hotel, I made sure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was waiting outside of the hotel. Nearing the hotel, it was still a bumper-to-bumper crawl with the traffic so I told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I wasn't going to turn into the hotel lobby and that he should just jump into my car while I'm slowly moving through the jam. The jam was due to construction work in the area, and cos it was a Friday and that was just after school hours so there were parents and school buses picking these school children up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finally got out of the traffic jam it was about 12.45pm so I rushed as fast as I could to pick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doris &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei Yin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;up. Ended up not being able to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cos it was past 1pm when I arrived to pick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We headed to &lt;em&gt;Thong Sui House &lt;/em&gt;for lunch and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;was SO WEIRD. He ate his rice with a fork and left his spoon on the table. He ordered some sliced up fried chicken meat with egg and vege and rice and he ate them all with just the fork. Sheesh! He'd take the rice with his fork, and dip it in the sauce provided. I saw quite a few grains in the saucer holding the sauce when he was done with his meal. Tsk tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going to take him for the river cruise or to the zoo but we were both kinda tired and the weather was so hot we decided to just enjoy the cool air conditioning of the hotel. LOL. So we just ended up talking while waiting for dinner time. Went to &lt;em&gt;McDonalds &lt;/em&gt;for dinner and that's when I found out that it's FREAKING EXPENSIVE since the last time I've been to &lt;em&gt;McD&lt;/em&gt;. A meal per person costs more than RM10! What happened to RM7 gets you a burger, fries and a drink? So we got dinner, went to shop a little at Dataran and got some facial masks cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wanted to try it since I occassionally do it. So we went back to the hotel and became ugly mummies! LOL I'm not gonna post the picture although it's hilarious (yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;went and took a picture of himself with the mask on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched another movie, &lt;em&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/em&gt;, before calling it a night. Tomorrow's the day we start our road trip so we need our proper rest. To be honest I was quite tired and I didn't really pay that much attention to the movie to remember much about it now, but I did kinda enjoy it when I was watching it. I enjoyed &lt;em&gt;Corpse Bride &lt;/em&gt;more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up:&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 - Road Trip (Port Dickson)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6976673340706625417?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6976673340706625417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6976673340706625417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6976673340706625417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6976673340706625417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-1-week-in-melaka-part-2.html' title='Week 1 - A Week In Melaka (Part 2)'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3426929890376555331</id><published>2009-01-16T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:20:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger? Clogger?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of a clogger? I know I haven't and the first time I heard the word 'clogger' was when I was watching &lt;em&gt;So You Think You Can Dance (Season 2)&lt;/em&gt; and what flashed through my mind was someone dancing in clogs (you know those wooden shoes worn by the holland people I think). But it's faaaar from what I thought, and it's really very cool. Either that or the guy who danced it (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) made it look really cool. Don't mistake it for tap though, clogging is really different from tap. It's really interesting and so interesting to me, that I've taken time to upload a clip of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brandon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;clogging away. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ThKSn5OWIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ThKSn5OWIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: So yeah he's also cute too which is a bonus XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: I totally forgot that the week was almost over cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evilyn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;didn't go grinning about how I'd not keep my resolution this week so I kinda forgot a little =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3426929890376555331?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3426929890376555331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3426929890376555331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3426929890376555331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3426929890376555331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogger-clogger.html' title='Blogger? Clogger?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4797507768596602115</id><published>2009-01-13T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:01:46.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world isn't safe anymore....</title><content type='html'>The world is getting more and more dangerous by the minute. And with the recent economy crisis, it makes it even worse. My mum told me of a robbery which happened 2 days ago in my Taman (English: Neighbourhood). The robbers were armed with parangs (English: machete) and guns. They entered from the kitchen window and the maid was the first to saw them. They threatened the maid and asked her to point to where the owners of the house are. They then tied everyone in the house and proceeded to ransack the place, taking anything they found to be worth something. And all this happened at 8PM! It wasn't even close to midnight! What's worse is that the police took SO LONG to get their butts to the house after they were being informed. Then there was another story about the robbers forcing the house owners to lock themselves up in the toilet while they ransacked the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is... will these robbers actually kill to get what they want? Is the gun just to scare or will they actually use it? Are the weapons just means of scaring the owners of the house and they treasure their life more so they'd let the robbers have what they want? What if someone were to actually fight back? Would they scare the robbers instead? Say someone who knows martial arts faced against them. Would they shoot the gun? Does knowing martial arts actually help you in any way against criminals? Look at this... a champion of Karate meets a robber in his house who's pointing a gun towards his head. Will he fight or will he just follow what the robber says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a wish, it would be to eliminate any violent thoughts in everyone's mind. It's general but think about it... if there are not violent thoughts there would not be war (so indirectly it's also for world peace) and there would be no criminals running around making people live in fear. To be honest, with my imagination (which can be explosive sometimes it works against me) my life does get scary sometimes. For example, one night when my parents and brother were out and I needed to hang the clothes out to dry. I had the back light on but I was freaking scared. I was constantly looking at the back door to make sure no one sneaked in while I wasn't looking. At the same time I was scared stiff if someone would just jump out of the dark and kill me. And also at the same time, I needed to hang those damn clothes. It was totally freaking me out seriously, that once I'm done I grabbed the basket (used to put the washed wet clothes in) and ran indoors and locked the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the world needs a superman. Who's with me?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4797507768596602115?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4797507768596602115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4797507768596602115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4797507768596602115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4797507768596602115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/world-isnt-safe-anymore.html' title='The world isn&apos;t safe anymore....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-9084552350098085916</id><published>2009-01-10T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:20:59.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW players have no life</title><content type='html'>So.... everytime WoW players talk to each other and one starts waving their epeen (that means trying to show off... I think lol) they'll start linking shit to show that one is more uber than the other. Sad to say, some of them bring it off-game too.... here's an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I didn't do cooking this morning cos laaagggg :(&lt;br /&gt;B: Shush I didn't do it either cos you were sick and I didn't want to disturb you in your room&lt;br /&gt;C: Oi you two slack a bit lah so I can catch up. At 22 Dalaran Awards now.&lt;br /&gt;A: HAHAHA.... 38!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;B: [Pengu]&lt;br /&gt;A: [Vampire Bat]&lt;br /&gt;B: [20 Exalted Reputations]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in another context, people do emotes which link to each other. The common ones would be something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: /hug&lt;br /&gt;B: /kiss&lt;br /&gt;A: /smile&lt;br /&gt;B: /grin&lt;br /&gt;A: /happy&lt;br /&gt;B: /dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kinda normal ones. And then the same waving epeen shit comes in where one wants to be better than the other.... so stuff like this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: 4k attack power&lt;br /&gt;L: Pfft haxed&lt;br /&gt;V: 1446 DPS lol (note: this was at level 70 and not 80 lol)&lt;br /&gt;L: 30k armor :p&lt;br /&gt;V: 6k evis&lt;br /&gt;L: 7k ferocious bite :p&lt;br /&gt;V: Stun lock&lt;br /&gt;L: Self heal&lt;br /&gt;V: Expose armor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the point. It's just human nature I guess, that one doesn't want to see himself/herself as being less uber than another. That's where you get all the kiasu people who won't help you with your studies, who only care about bettering themselves and even to the point where they actually do stuff to make others worse at whatever it is they want to be better of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered when I was a lot younger and there were someone who didn't want to teach me the proper technique of playing a sport because she didn't want me to be better than her and subsequently steal the limelight (and whatever trophies) from her. When all I wanted was just to be able to play better and not like... not know how to decently play. Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda got side tracked from my initial post lawl XD Well I got a question for my readers. A vote actually but since I suck and don't know how to put up a voting pole thing.... I'll just ask here: Do you want to see baby pictures of me? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-9084552350098085916?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/9084552350098085916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=9084552350098085916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/9084552350098085916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/9084552350098085916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-players-have-no-life.html' title='WoW players have no life'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5027921618368328436</id><published>2009-01-07T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:33:44.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year, A New Blog Post, and A New Haircut</title><content type='html'>To the utmost joy of my mum, I decided to cut my hair. She's been complaining that she's sweeping my hair everywhere on the floor.... but meh that's how long hair is. A strand is obviously more obvious than a strand of short hair which is like 8 times shorter. That means for every 10 strands of hair I drop, some other person in my house (or my parents and brother combined) needs to drop 80 strands of hair. And even if they do drop that many strands, shorter strands don't clump up and bundle together to form a little ball-nest of hair on the floor (usually found in corners if the floor isn't swept for more than 2 weeks). So it's always me whose hair is found on the floor and it's always my long hair my mum nags about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frankly wouldn't mind shorter hair if I didn't spend money buying clips and pins and chopsticks and scrunchies and all those hair stuff. It'll be cool if I could like change hairstyles whenever I want like those celebrities. One day with extensions, one day curly, one day bald, and then hey there's a wig! So yeah anyways, since Chinese New Year is going to come soon, and cos I know my mum will nag more at me as it approaches CNY to cut my hair, I figured heck let's just do it now. Especially when I had a week off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taaadaaaaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old hairstyle: Long makes my face longish. Love this picture taken after my hair's nicely blown with a hairdryer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2284.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New hairstyle: People say I look younger but it makes my face more chubby T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2338.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record.... I had 4 people telling me yesterday (Monday) that it's the start of my first week for my new resolution to post more than 2 blogs a week. Meanies! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5027921618368328436?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5027921618368328436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5027921618368328436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5027921618368328436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5027921618368328436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-blog-post-and-new-haircut.html' title='A New Year, A New Blog Post, and A New Haircut'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7566802750153226627</id><published>2008-12-31T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:34:07.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009~!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year 2009 to all my readers~! Say goodbye to 2008 and hello to 2009! I hope this year will be a GREAT year~! Considering the current economy crisis, I don't know how true that will be but it's always good to stay positive YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think having a 2009 New Year's Resolution can't be avoided. Well I've never really made any I've kept so... ahahaha... well what the heck here goes~! I promise the list is short :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Blog more than twice a week (I have many people telling me I won't keep this resolution after the 2nd week.... some friends!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Go to the gym after work at least twice a week unless I'm working late (this will commence as soon as my brother takes me there and show me the place, and after I've bought some workout clothes lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll keep the resolutions short cos these are the 2 things I really want to work on lol. It's nothing HUGE and it's nothing drastic but it takes a lot of willpower on my end lol. And just to make sure we're all on the same page... resolution #1 doesn't commence now lol it only counts from next week :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: HAH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in your face! You said I'd slack on this one, eh????? HAH! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7566802750153226627?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7566802750153226627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7566802750153226627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7566802750153226627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7566802750153226627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009~!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1958738366680933477</id><published>2008-12-15T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:13:49.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg an update!</title><content type='html'>Yeah so I know I've been slacking and it's lame old excuses all the time ahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Christmas is coming and I'm having a lot of days off from work thanks to the current world economy. Due to slow economy in the US and less demand for goods and stuff, there is less sales expected for my company and hence there will be quite a few days of company shutdown, ie. deducting annual leaves for those days. In a way, the company is good enough not to force unpaid leaves for those who do not have enough of annual leaves to cover for the large number of shutdown days. They allow us to take 'advance leave' whereby our annual leaves will be a negative figure if we do not have enough. Then as we earn our annual leaves, we 'pay back' those taken in advance and work our way back to a positive figure. I think if people leave with a negative figure they'd have to deduct their salary and payback for whatever negative leaves they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.... to the main point.... I'm on leave from 25th December till 5th January. I know that's a LOOOOONG time and I don't really have plans to go on a vacation (kinda broke lah... lol) except maybe going to KL to visit some friends. So any of you wanna meet up let me know, k? Then I can cover as many friends as I can when I visit KL lol. I don't really have any plans there except visiting friends.... maybe just one agenda... going to collect my ACCA Graduation pictures from the photo studio. Shit, that's another thing I've yet to blog about. Talk about slacking! Dammit lol... I need to try to aim for more than one blog a week (I know I know some weeks there are none). Maybe 3 blog posts a week. How's that? Aim to get a post in every other day after work unless I'm working late. Spend about 30 mins to 1 hour typing. Should be doable, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know some of you are rolling your eyes saying it won't happen. Haahhahaa... maybe that's true. I've set to go to the gym everyday after work too but it hasn't happened, mainly cos my bro hasn't brought me to the place to check it out once, before applying for membership. And also cos I don't have the outfit to work out lol. Need to buy shoes and track bottoms. T-shirts no problem. Sports bra need ah? LOL!!! +_+ Can't believe I typed that in my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways hope this managed to cool off some steam from you demanding people ROFL!!!! Tomorrow hopefully part 2 of Week 1 will be posted. XD Hopefully......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1958738366680933477?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1958738366680933477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1958738366680933477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1958738366680933477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1958738366680933477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/12/zomg-update.html' title='zomg an update!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2596149122544754822</id><published>2008-12-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:54:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you more male or female?</title><content type='html'>So &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evilyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sent me a link one fine day where it tests if you're more male or female depending on website you've surfed. Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.mikeonads.com/2008/07/13/using-your-browser-url-history-estimate-gender/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.... and this is my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likelihood of you being FEMALE is 21%&lt;br /&gt;Likelihood of you being MALE is 79%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site Male-Female Ratio&lt;br /&gt;yahoo.com 0.9&lt;br /&gt;ebay.com 1.11&lt;br /&gt;photobucket.com 0.85&lt;br /&gt;mininova.org 1.63&lt;br /&gt;wowhead.com 2.03&lt;br /&gt;thottbot.com 1.35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that caught my attention when I saw the link was the date on it XD XD XD But anyways back to the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF 79% male.... But I don't think it's 100% accurate cos it didn't take into consideration blogger.com which I think is definitely more female. But the rest are basically more male.... sigh... can't blame me if the world decides that WoW has more male players doing research at work about gear, talents, etc right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: What's even sadder was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s score was 70% male.... I'm male-r than him T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired today after a LONG and HECTIC day at work. So only a short post for me this week. If I get a break during work I'll work on typing more stuff to be posted. But for now, and probably this week... I'm beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2596149122544754822?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2596149122544754822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2596149122544754822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2596149122544754822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2596149122544754822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-more-male-or-female.html' title='Are you more male or female?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8969867229626205367</id><published>2008-11-26T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:21:27.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1 - A Week In Melaka (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Because I have my periodic closing this week, and also for the fact that I do not have enough leaves to take for 2 weeks, I kinda abandoned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to fend for himself during the day for this week. XD Well it wasn't that bad cos I took Friday off, which means he only has to find his own lunch and visit &lt;em&gt;Melaka &lt;/em&gt;himself for 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - 22nd September 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's actually my mum's birthday. But since I'm not too bad a planner, I made arrangements with my mum (and dad and bro) to have her birthday dinner on Saturday so I can have dinner with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was the first day of closing... that means I get off work late. I prayed there were no issues regarding the allocations and that the directors finish their meeting fast (because I can only run allocations after the figures have been confirmed and no adjustments are made by the directors during the meeting... which actually starts at 5:00pm wtf). Hallelujah~! They came out of the meeting at 6:00pm and no adjustments were necessary. I had already run the 'test' run and checked all the figures I could while the directors were having their meeting, so I saved about 45 minutes there. Completed my work at about 7:00pm (yay!) and headed home for a quick shower before dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at &lt;em&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/em&gt;. Figured it's more convenient to just eat dinner at a place that sells cake so he can just get his slice of cake as dessert... rather than eating somewhere else then heading to a cake shop and needing to spend money on another round of drinks. So I had some rice with chicken chop in BBQ gravy while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;got a chicken burger. Mine wasn't bad, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s burger was so hard.... like they overfried the damn chicken. Oh, we had ice-cream too cos it was part of their buka puasa promotion where every meal gets a free ice-cream. The promotion actually stated free ice-cream and sirap (syrup drink) but when we asked the waitress, she said the promotion was only for the ice-cream and the sirap was for other locations. Bleh it was clearly stated right there... but I didn't want to cause a ruckus so we ordered our drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ordered a slice of moist chocolate cake which he said tastes pretty good (thank god... cos I'm worried everything he eats will taste bad... like the beef noodle and the otak-otak and the hard burger) and I ordered a slice of walnut brownie, my favourite. What sucks is that I was so full from dinner that I couldn't finish my brownie :( I hate wasting food... I finished my walnuts though cos they're the expensive portion of the cake lol. Walking back to the car and almost getting in, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;remembered he left his camera at the shop. +_+ So he ran back and saw the waiter outside of the shop looking for him. *bonks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;* So forgetful.... I wanted to follow too so I locked the car and headed back there.... and in the dark, I stepped on some soft soil and my shoes and heels and part of my feet got dirty. And it's soft soil due to oil or something oily cos the earth was oily.... so it was teh YUCK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think now... for the picture some of you've been waiting for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for our food to come at Secret Recipe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/benvisit/ResizeofDSC05902.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - 23 September 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still closing week and although my 2nd day of closing isn't as bad as the first day, I still can't get off work THAT early. Today's plan was simple though, meet up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;em&gt;Golden Mansion &lt;/em&gt;to give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a taste of a Chinese dinner, and maybe adjourn to a cafe for a drink and chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had bai kut wang (pork ribs in sweet sauce), thai style chicken, some vegetable and shark's fin soup. First, ordering the shark's fin soup was probably a bad decision because although I wanted &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to try out this dish, I kinda forgot it contained seafood. So after one sip, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and I were left to finish up the whole bowl. Man, I think I had 5 bowls of that +_+ And that wasn't the only thing we had to finish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was a huge culture shock for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;right here. We all had our plates of rice, and the dishes were in the middle. How we eat is we take whatever food we want on our plate, and eat it. If we need more, we take again. From &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s upbringing, he takes all he wants on his plate and finishes what he took. So he was kinda having a culture shock seeing us taking a little bit, then taking again, then taking again. I guess the only logical explanation I could think of is that, for Chinese dinners there are usually about 10 people seated at the table. So I guess we don't want to grab a huge portion of a dish cos we're afraid others might not have the opportunity to take their fair share too. What was stubborn though, was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;found it so hard to adapt to how we eat or how we do some things. Sometimes I feel like he's so stuck to certain rules of eating or rules of doing things that it can't be bent or made more flexible. You'll know what I'm talking about when we proceed further into his trip here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the culture shock, there were two other memorable things that happened during dinner. First, is that there was a huge group of elderly men having steamboat, 2 tables to be exact... and oh my goodness they were SOOOOOO loud and noisy. We could barely hear each other talking through all that noise! Second, is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kept drinking his Chinese tea that the waitress had to refill his glass more than 10 times! I should have just told her to leave the jug on the table and let him refill it himself whenever he wants to lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, food was a lot (especially since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hardly ate his fair share of the dishes) and by the time we were done, we were SOOOOOOO full that I didn't feel like adjourning to a cafe for yet another drink. We suggested for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to join us at the hotel lobby or to lepak by the poolside and chit chat but she wasn't really keen on the idea. So we parted ways and that marked the end of Day 3 in Melaka... as well as this post... for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up:&lt;br /&gt;Week 1 - A Week In Melaka (Part 2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8969867229626205367?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8969867229626205367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8969867229626205367&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8969867229626205367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8969867229626205367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-1-week-in-melaka-part-1.html' title='Week 1 - A Week In Melaka (Part 1)'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4140020841755275193</id><published>2008-11-18T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:03:32.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How fast can you type?</title><content type='html'>After what seems to be ages not hearing from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evilyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, she sent me a message asking me how fast do I type.... followed by a &lt;a href="http://www.typeonline.co.uk/typingspeed.php"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. After refreshing the page 4 times for it to load, it finally did. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evilyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; said she got 60 words per minute (wpm) for her best attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First attempt. 60 wpm. 3 errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second attempt. 62 wpm. 2 errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I improved yay :D Was kinda satisfied that I beat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evilyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. However, she went ahead and said "Yay! You're not miles faster than me! XD" which sparked the competitive egoistic girl inside of me, wanting to do even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third time's a charm, I whispered to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third attempt. 64 wpm. 0 errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm super happy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evilyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; goes, "Damn!" and was motivated to try more herself while I went to take my shower. I came back to my PC with the message "w000000t!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have 65 wpm! XD" and without errors too. A fire burned in me.... oh it's on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just you wait :p" was my last message to her before I tried again.... and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wordtype.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_wordtype.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the term to use here is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PWND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4140020841755275193?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4140020841755275193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4140020841755275193&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4140020841755275193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4140020841755275193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-fast-can-you-type.html' title='How fast can you type?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3054933937352707802</id><published>2008-11-12T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:30:57.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue - The Arrival</title><content type='html'>Ok ok I know this is looooooooooooooooooooooooooong overdue. +_+ I'm going to divide these into a couple of posts. One for each week kinda... I actually planned to only write about the 8-day road trip that I went on.... but then concluded that an 'introduction' is needed before that post. So... without delaying any more than I already have..... *lol* I present to you.... the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday - 21st September 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this day for quite a long time... about 6 months to be exact. [Lol that's like so weird cos I said '&lt;strong&gt;about&lt;/strong&gt;' 6 months to be '&lt;strong&gt;exact&lt;/strong&gt;'] Anyways, I left home in the morning and drove to &lt;em&gt;KLIA &lt;/em&gt;to pick &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up from the airport. OK before I go on... lemme explain who &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early this year I kinda got into an online relationship with someone in WoW who I've known for about 3 years. We were just friends for a long time till early this year where we spent a lot of time online together and in game and well... we got closer and kinda got together. Now before any of you shoot me about not telling you I have a boyfriend.... I didn't want to tell anyone before we actually meet and that I actually like him in person, not just some online fling. So anyways, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided to visit me and that's where this whole situation comes about :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways back to the story.... I arrived at &lt;em&gt;KLIA &lt;/em&gt;and headed to the arrival hall. Checked the flight information and there was only 1 &lt;em&gt;China Airlines &lt;/em&gt;flight and it has already landed. One problem though... the flight number wasn't the same as the one &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; informed me. Since that was the only &lt;em&gt;China Airline &lt;/em&gt;flight which has landed and there are no other &lt;em&gt;China Airlines &lt;/em&gt;flight scheduled to land, I assume that might be the flight. I arrive about 10 mins after the stated arrival time, so I rushed to the meeting place we've set out to meet. Looked around the meeting point, no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda started to panic thinking if I got the right day, if he never actually came and that I've been stood up, if I got the time right between AM and PM, etc. I started calling my brother to ask about stuff and texted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too to try and calm down. My bro told me to get something to eat cos it was lunch time and I was getting hungry. But I couldn't sit and eat while being this panicky. So I kept moving back and forth from the arrival area and the place we decided to meet. [The map from the &lt;em&gt;KLIA &lt;/em&gt;website was confusing and we thought the place we agreed to meet at was right at the arrival area. It was actually, except it's for domestic flights and not international flights] I think I paced to and fro about 15 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'm at the arrival area I keep thinking maybe he's at the meeting area waiting, and that I didn't see him while walking from the meeting area to the arrival area (or vice versa) maybe because we happen to be on each sides of a pillar or a wall so it blocked out view. After my 15th time being at the meeting area and thinking the same thing and walking back to the arrival area, I spotted him. It was where the elevators were. He was walking towards the meeting area and I was walking back towards the arrival area so we kinda met halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man what a huge relief it was. I called my brother and texted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, informing them about the situation. We headed to &lt;em&gt;Burger King&lt;/em&gt; which &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;says the burger tastes just like home, and then I got a shocking present. *points to below picture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/benvisit/DSC05901.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reeeeaaaaaalllllyyyyyy like the necklace A LOT. The rubies are pinkish in the right light and that made me love it even more! The chain is really really thin which makes it rather fragile and there's always the fear of it breaking and me losing the pendant though. So after we've gotten our lunch, we headed to Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove straight to &lt;em&gt;Equitorial Hotel &lt;/em&gt;(where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s staying for a week) and we arrived about 4pm. I dropped him at the lobby while I went to park. ZOMG the parking fee there is like RM5 per entrance now! It started at RM2, then RM3 and now RM5? Ridiculous! Equitorial Hotel Melaka management, if you're reading this, your parking fees are way too expensive! Anyways, upon checking in and making sure hotel guests have free parking (phew~!), a bellboy brought us to the room and I kinda forgot to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the way to the hotel, that we don't really need to tip bellboys here. So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;looked at me and asked if I had any small notes (He only had RM50 notes). Actually the bellboy had started walking away after showing us the way to the room and putting &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'s suitcase in but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s action/gestures of wanting to tip and asking me for smaller denominations made him wait. Opened my purse and the smallest was a RM10 note. X_X Oh well.... so the bellboy got a HUGE tip for dragging the suitcase (yeah he didn't even need to carry it cos it was the ones with wheels!) and showing us the room. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the hotel later and went to &lt;em&gt;Wok &amp; Pan &lt;/em&gt;for dinner and that was a bad first experience for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. +_+ I didn't know their &lt;em&gt;Hong Kong Beef Noodle&lt;/em&gt; wasn't that great and well Ben ordered it and didn't like it, and my &lt;em&gt;Wah Tan Hor &lt;/em&gt;wasn't that great either. I should have ordered a Western dish like chicken chop or something and swap food with him if he's not accustomed to our local taste. This alone brought me fear of all the other places I planned to bring him to. Scratched &lt;em&gt;Satay Celup &lt;/em&gt;off the list, and ikan bakar is a no-no as well since he doesn't eat seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to &lt;em&gt;Jonker Walk &lt;/em&gt;after dinner and I was kinda hoping I didn't bump into any relatives while being there. And just in case any of you readers don't know.... no, my parents don't know about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... yet. LOL. Those of you who know my mum probably knows why it's still a secret. So we just walked there looking at stuff and nothing caught his eye to buy. I did buy something though... bought some &lt;em&gt;otak-otak &lt;/em&gt;to let him try when we get back to the hotel. He did and didn't like it... now I figure out why... it's made of fish paste. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, back at the hotel, we waited till it was 12am and then HAPPY BIRTHDAY~! It might be a little lame, but I got him a &lt;em&gt;DiGi &lt;/em&gt;SIM card with RM100 reloaded into it as a birthday present... and gave him my &lt;em&gt;Nokia 3310 &lt;/em&gt;(I bought a second hand phone from my brother's boss for my own use) to make contacting easier while in &lt;em&gt;Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up:&lt;br /&gt;Week 1 - A Week In Melaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3054933937352707802?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3054933937352707802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3054933937352707802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3054933937352707802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3054933937352707802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/11/prologue-arrival.html' title='Prologue - The Arrival'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2645606133402456263</id><published>2008-11-05T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:29:34.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I pity the girl marrying my brother....</title><content type='html'>Because he is a complete @$$! URGH!!!!! So today I'm on medical leave because I have sore eyes. In the evening my brother called and asked me if I had any plans for dinner and I said no. So he said let's have dinner together, and suggested to go to &lt;em&gt;Dataran &lt;/em&gt;because he wants to get some tickets for the new &lt;em&gt;James Bond &lt;/em&gt;movie out this Thursday. I'm fine with that. Then at 7 he suddenly calls me and tells me he walked to his car but forgot his car keys and he's lazy to walk back to the office to get it so he asks me to pick him up from work and we'll head to &lt;em&gt;Dataran &lt;/em&gt;from there. I finally agreed (didn't want to leave then because I was waiting for him to come home before I started getting ready to go out) and went to pick him up. On the way there, he told me to pick another friend up. WTF? I didn't know we were going with other people. I asked him why he didn't tell me earlier and he said he forgot. I was worried my petrol wouldn't be enough because I know it's enough to get to Dataran and back but not detouring elsewhere to pick other people up. Fine.... I let it slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dataran we headed right to the cinema to get their tickets first as they were afraid it would get sold out... and then my brother realised he left his phone in the car. I told him to just forget about it but he said theives now have this advance technology thing which detects the battery of the cellphone and he's worried they might smash my car. S I G H . . . so lame.... so we headed back and took the phone. After dinner they wanted to look at TVs and they literally stood there looking at TVs for almost half an hour! I mean WTF? Sigh.... we ended up leaving Dataran close to 10 and I'm already frustrated by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do you know? My brother actually wanted to 'lepak' at his friends place for a bit too after we're done at Dataran. I pulled him aside and asked him why didn't he tell me any of this earlier... and he asked me what do I need to do at home. Like DUH.... even if I know your friend you're obviously doing something I'm totally not interested in so you can at least be considerate and think about me when you decide to go out like this. Sheesh. I'm more pissed because he did not tell me his WHOLE plans for the night because he knows if he did, I wouldn't have wanted to go and being the selfish, stingy, lazy, useless brother he is... using me as a driver is a huge opportunity, so he did. So he told me half of his plans so I'd agree, then later drop the bomb one by one. W T F dude.... seriously... and speaking of WTF... he doesn't even bother filtering the F word anymore when he's out with me. I hope one day he slips and speaks like that in front of my mum and gets a huge scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, there I was so freaking pissed because I felt so used, and I was planning to drop by at the bank to withdraw some money on the way home from &lt;em&gt;Dataran &lt;/em&gt;but thanks to his 'sudden pop-up' plans, I couldn't. I don't even know why I put up with him anymore. This is not the first time he's doing something like this, and it certainly won't be the last. Things like this makes me wish I never worked in Melaka. Living alone by myself is the best thing ever, not having to deal with idiots like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH I was calmed earlier then posting this got me riled up again so I'm gonna stop here and chill before steam comes out from my ears. I usually eat when I'm stressed with idiots like this but I can't tonight because I need to fast because the doctor wants to draw some blood from me tomorrow for a test. +_+ I don't know what test he's planning to do but I'm scared T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.....as an update, I'm loading my 8-day road trip holiday pictures now and I'll do final touches to the blog post at work this week and then FINALLY post it. LOL.... I'm a lame slacker T_T Here's a photo-preview of my post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/benvisit/DSC05901.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2645606133402456263?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2645606133402456263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2645606133402456263&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2645606133402456263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2645606133402456263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-pity-girl-marrying-my-brother.html' title='I pity the girl marrying my brother....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2553761867396864367</id><published>2008-10-24T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:26:50.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially broke</title><content type='html'>Notice my iMood? I'm officially broke.... lol... click and you'll see :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/?action=view&amp;current=broke.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_broke.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2553761867396864367?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2553761867396864367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2553761867396864367&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2553761867396864367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2553761867396864367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/10/officially-broke.html' title='Officially broke'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7319514194637448694</id><published>2008-10-16T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:37:37.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick and hurting....</title><content type='html'>... but I'm working on the long post of my trip. Honest! Working on it at work during lunch breaks mostly... I hope to get it up by the end of this week, provided my internet's not being an ass cos I have lots of photos to upload. In the meantime, indulge yourself in a huge picture of Ms Vain aka me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/meandlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm still sick with the cough and sore throat but my fever has gone down and my flu has settled a little as well. The lump on my right underarm is now HUGE though T_T Wonder if people will be grossed out if I took a picture of it and posted it here lawl XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7319514194637448694?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7319514194637448694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7319514194637448694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7319514194637448694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7319514194637448694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-sick-and-hurting.html' title='Still sick and hurting....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-717400763114943866</id><published>2008-10-14T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:18:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep walking, sleep talking, sleep humming?</title><content type='html'>Apparently my mum says I hum or sing when I'm asleep. She mentioned about this during our stay in Langkawi last weekend (which I will blog about later when I'm feeling better but I'm still under the weather and came home early from work and going to take a nap now to rest) and my dad and brother laughed so hard. I wonder if it's really true lol... maybe one day I should have a recorder on and record myself at night LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hate feeling like crap... crap is when I have running nose, teary eyes, fever, sore throat, cough and to top it off, some weird lumps in my skin which hurts. *dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-717400763114943866?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/717400763114943866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=717400763114943866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/717400763114943866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/717400763114943866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleep-walking-sleep-talking-sleep.html' title='Sleep walking, sleep talking, sleep humming?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2697663571848243018</id><published>2008-10-05T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:51:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You lose</title><content type='html'>I win the bet. And now I'm going to bed. Will update about my trip by the end of the week. Zzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2697663571848243018?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2697663571848243018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2697663571848243018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2697663571848243018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2697663571848243018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-lose.html' title='You lose'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7858139755148326937</id><published>2008-09-17T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:59:45.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker Lase</title><content type='html'>As always... lol but seriously this time it was not my fault =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My net died... like for more than a week. Like I'd get connected and then 5 seconds later my net dies and then the router connects it again, get a new IP, and then 5 seconds later it dies again. And OMG I was suffering SOOOOOO bad cos I basically could not do ANYTHING. Kinda like my life force has been drained out of me. Like a bettery without anymore energy. Like a candle without a flame. You get the meaning. :p Ended up re-watching So You Think You Can Dance (latest season - already ended) for the 51st time or so... lol... Yeah I'm crazy about that show XD Seriously, it's SO uber XD Love love love love L O V E ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.... After my uberness complaining to TMNet (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kept telling me to yell at them =/ ) they finally sent someone over to check the line. Now it's better, I don't get disconnected every 5 seconds but the line can be unstable at times. And the speed isn't too fast either. Sucks when I try to play WoW cos my latency is so high. Can't download anything for crap either. Surfing is kinda ok at times, so at least that's reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of you might say.... you've got no internet but you could have still typed something cos there's always the trusty Notepad. Well true, but like I said, I had no energy to do anything, wasn't in the mood for anything, easily frustrated, lazy, and all those bad stuff lol... Sue me XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7858139755148326937?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7858139755148326937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7858139755148326937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7858139755148326937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7858139755148326937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/09/slacker-lase.html' title='Slacker Lase'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3299046316731673443</id><published>2008-08-29T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:01:51.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F***ing pissed!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Tell me which stupid freaking boss is so blind to see that his subordinate is not working, yet when she complains about the workload he takes it away from her and distributes it to other people who have their hands filled everyday??? What kind of a stupid person has a subordinate but lets her be the boss of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work SUCKS bad cos of bitches and stupid idiots. I get more workload to do, which means that every Wednesday of the first week of a period I have to stay back late BECAUSE I'm covering for someone else's slack. As if needing to stay back every Monday on the first week of a new period doesn't suck enough. I'll stay back when it's MY WORK that needs to be done, and I don't mind that. But having shit thrown at me causing MY WORK to be delayed is just plain f***ed up and dumbass shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the term 'backup' means to back someone up when THEY ARE NOT AROUND. Not to COVER UP FOR SOMEONE BECAUSE THEY CAN'T F***ING COMPLETE THEIR JOB. And I'm at the point where I don't care if anyone from my company reads this. You want to sack me, go ahead, see if I care. I'm not going to stay in this shithole for long anyways. So yes, if you want to know who the stupid wimpy boss is and who the bitch is, that's Finance's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CT Lim&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorothy Sim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Let the world know how lame these people are and how I hate them and am wishing I have a voodoo doll right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3299046316731673443?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3299046316731673443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3299046316731673443&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3299046316731673443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3299046316731673443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/fing-pissed.html' title='F***ing pissed!!!!!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3485057489715403346</id><published>2008-08-26T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:45:37.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you've played a lot of WoW when....</title><content type='html'>... your keyboard looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures might not be that clear... but if you look closely, the wordings W, A, S, and D are faded completely... and if you look ever more closely, you will notice that these 4 keys are actually caved in or dented.... especially the W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's... kinda bad, right? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3485057489715403346?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3485057489715403346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3485057489715403346&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3485057489715403346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3485057489715403346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-youve-played-lot-of-wow-when.html' title='You know you&apos;ve played a lot of WoW when....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7937329113554311074</id><published>2008-08-24T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:16:23.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #500</title><content type='html'>Wow... I guess I'm kinda a slacker since this is only post #500 while I've been having this blog for almost 5 years... well 100 posts a year means one post every 4 days... not that bad lah right? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways... I forgot to mention, that passing my ACCA also means I'm getting a new handphone (*listens to friends screaming "FINALLY!"* ) but I don't know what to get. I don't want to get something too expensive because my dad's paying for it. And I really just want a simple one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madeline &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;at work told me she just bought hers for RM180... it looks really decent and simple... sadly, the buttons aren't as comfortable to press. That sucks cos I'm an SMS person more than a call person... so I decided not to get it. Maybe find something rather similar to it.... Don't ask me what model it was cos I dunno :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do give me your suggestions so I can check them out! Thanks! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7937329113554311074?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7937329113554311074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7937329113554311074&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7937329113554311074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7937329113554311074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-500.html' title='Post #500'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4631035386941602974</id><published>2008-08-22T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:38:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate remembering dates =(</title><content type='html'>I am NEVER good at remembering dates... birthdays, anniversaries, graduation, almost ANY dates.... I've even forgotten my birthday at times. I mean I know the dates but to know that today's that specific date.... I'll NEVER put 2 and 2 together without needing reminders. And so I set a reminder for Vorcon's birthday and EVEN THEN I failed to remember because the reminder was for 2PM and I was at work then. GREAT! Some BVFF I am *beats herself up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY VORCON~!!!!!!!!! m(_ _)m You can bonk my head when we meet in 2 years :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4631035386941602974?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4631035386941602974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4631035386941602974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4631035386941602974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4631035386941602974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-remembering-dates.html' title='I hate remembering dates =('/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-951944675613994936</id><published>2008-08-19T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:24:00.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I PASSED!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/acca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_acca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years of SUFFERING getting drowned in books.... I finally did it!!!! I'm now an ACCA holder yay~!!!!! So freaking happy! I screamed when I saw I passed (nearly gave my dad a heart attack +_+ ) it was a fantabulastically awesome feeling and such a relief I won't need to study for any exams anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to EVERYONE who has given me support and wishing me good luck and who prayed for me to pass! Thank you all so very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Who cares if I passed with 50 ROFL!!!! A pass is a pass :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-951944675613994936?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/951944675613994936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=951944675613994936&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/951944675613994936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/951944675613994936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-161691790725259503</id><published>2008-08-13T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:15:15.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found my passion to dance again....</title><content type='html'>So some of you know I love to dance. Since I was rather young too. Somehow I kinda lost my fire to dance when I was nearing the end of my university days. I mean I'd dance but there's no fire to it. I would suck at trying to find my own style and often, it's just falling flat to the same repeated movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this year, I started watching the latest season of &lt;em&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/em&gt;. OMG I love the show to BITS! I think I've watched them over and over and over again cos I love some of the dances there. And well, I didn't try to copy any of their moves (one reason being that they're so well trained) but I got some songs that really gets me going. Like I'd have it in my head and then the legs just start moving. One song that I so adore is 'Please don't stop the music'.... like zOMG that song's just AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well I've started moving more nowadays and it irritates the hell out of my mum. She's kinda disgusted by it lol... oh well. Maybe with this re-found passion I might start getting fitter and maybe lose some weight lol... we'll see. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-161691790725259503?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/161691790725259503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=161691790725259503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/161691790725259503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/161691790725259503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-found-my-passion-to-dance-again.html' title='I found my passion to dance again....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2022391444956693529</id><published>2008-08-02T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:32:52.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker redeems herself~! m(_ _)m</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;WARNING: Blog post contains A LOT of pictures.... and a lot of cam-whoring from me. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I've been slacking. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to blog about 3 things today then... to make up for the lack of blog updates the past week. *begs for forgiveness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haircut!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snip* *snip* Well this happened like a very long time ago but I just forgot to blog about it +_+ I finally decided to cut my hair short cos I can't stand the nagging of my mum everyday about my hair dropping on the floor. So I decided to try cutting at the hair studio in Emerald Park (Creative is it?) but not cut by students, instead by the professional stylists. As usual, I just tell them the length I want it to be and let them decide what style and how they want to cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my hair was long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1947.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the snipping....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_1976.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haircut costs me RM28 which is relatively more expensive than the haircuts I got when I was younger from normal hairdressers for about RM8, but it's cheaper than some other studios I've been to - ranging from RM25 to RM45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the more recents photo you see of me now has my hair longer than when I first cut it. I miss my long hair T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Birthday Whee~! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... like... 2 weeks ago was my birthday. I didn't have anything planned that day so my parents asked if I wanted to go out for dinner. That was the plan. I stayed at home all morning playing WoW and talking to some friends online and replying some birthday SMS from people =) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vorcon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; didn't call me this year T_T Some BVFF (it's like BFF with the V for virtual lol) you are! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the person I was exchanging SMSes with the most was &lt;a href="http://paperwing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yin&lt;/a&gt; (eh why your blog cannot visit ah? I don't have permission *cries* ). We were just 'playing' around... me telling her she should cook for me cos it's my birthday and she said yeah she'll post it down and stuff. All in joking manner till she told me to check my mailbox. Thinking it was a joke, I simply replied that I've checked and there was nothing. Then she called me and told me her friend is outside my house waiting to pass to me a present she passed to him. I was like o.O ok..... so I went out and saw a car parked just outside. I walked to the gate and had the shock of my life when 4 monkeys jumped out and yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" +___+ Lucky no heart attack.... Thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for the surprise. *hugs* You can see my UGLY face in her blog when they surprised me +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they kidnapped me (kinda) and forced me to get dressed and get out right that instance. God... it's been AGES since I've talked to them. We headed to Jonker cos they miss the cendol there, had lunch there too, and then browsed the shops there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lai Ching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; met up with us later in Jonker. Oh, there was this one young tourist from Holland who wanted to take a video of us and said "It's something nice to look back at home". Wa lau.... pai sei *redface* Lol we ran away. But then after, cos he is kinda cute, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the hamsap girl wants to take a photo with him.... and dragged me along. Ok fine I didn't mind going la... lol... but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; initiated it XD He was SO TALL o.O You can see a photo of us and him in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog (&lt;a href="http://elyslittleworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/hectic-weekend.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to sit down to talk (and tease!) and have a drink so we went to Limau-Limau Cafe where their fruit-based drinks do not contain added sugar! So my lemon was like... REALLY SOUR! I didn't mind it of course :D The prices were slightly on the steep side but mainly cos they needed to use more fruits since they omitted the sugar out. We ordered lasagna and garlic bread... tasted good (but I didn't eat much... kinda full and don't really eat much lasagna... I whacked 3 pieces of garlic bread though LOL). Again, food was slightly pricey as well. Here are some photos (of me mostly lol) in Limau-Limau Cafe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a portable telescope!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A goldfish and her bubble?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's round and cute... just like me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2089.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my darling Yin (Ely in background)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kissing the bubble squirrel made by Yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bubble squirrel~! So roundish and cute :O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jonker they sent me home and they headed back to KL. T_T So sad.... I wanted them to stay longer or for the time to go by shorter. So if their mission was to surprise me, they did it. If they wanted to make my birthday a super happy day, they did it too. Thank you so much! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://elyslittleworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/hectic-weekend.html"&gt;Ely's blog &lt;/a&gt;for her point of view. You might need to scroll down a little cos her post was freaking long :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=O-O=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok these photos are recent (so you can kinda see how long my hair has grown too). I felt my eyesight was getting bad so I went to check it out. Turns out the coating on the lenses were coming off and that was the reason I couldn't see far. Thankfully, after checking my power, only my left eye increased by 25 while my right stayed the same. *phew* If it increased a shit load again my mum will chew on me about how I spend long hours in front of my PC. I was deciding whether to get a new pair of glasses or just keep my current frame and change the lense. I ended up getting a new pair so the old one could be used as a spare and for when I need to change the lense again I could use that frame. RM400 down the drain T_T But at least this one comes with a pair of clip on sunglasses. I like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/IMG_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best comparison would be to compare it with my short hair pictures. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2022391444956693529?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2022391444956693529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2022391444956693529&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2022391444956693529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2022391444956693529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/08/slacker-redeems-herself-m-m.html' title='Slacker redeems herself~! m(_ _)m'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3646157813807661779</id><published>2008-07-19T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:20:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you fear death?</title><content type='html'>A scary thought crossed my mind not more than 5 minutes ago. My brother's leaving to the bus station and my parents and taking him there. I thought about committing suicide when they were out of the house. Don't worry, I'm not going to. Is it because I fear death? Not really. Then what stopped me? I don't know. It just doesn't seem like the right thing to do. It's not like any of the mean and nasty things I've done, this one just seems so wrong.... taking your own life, a gift given by an all powerful being. Sometimes I wish I was living in a movie... where plastic surgery to change your face, and sneak out of the country to live somewhere else where no one knows who you are... is very possible. Just feel like living alone without anyone attached so I won't need to care about anyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is just so hard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3646157813807661779?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3646157813807661779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3646157813807661779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3646157813807661779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3646157813807661779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-fear-death.html' title='Do you fear death?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3063238295310609280</id><published>2008-07-07T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:03:44.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This? Or That?</title><content type='html'>Is this post a long post?&lt;br /&gt;Or a short one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer to the whines of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skippy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camlok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about me not updating my blog?&lt;br /&gt;Or ignore them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I find a way to get to Bon Odori this year?&lt;br /&gt;Or not attend in due to transport problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie my hair up?&lt;br /&gt;Or let it down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance to exercise?&lt;br /&gt;Or crunches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching movies?&lt;br /&gt;Or playing WoW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Or contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Highlands?&lt;br /&gt;Or Langkawi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skirt?&lt;br /&gt;Or Pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Or White?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/Resizeofblackorwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3063238295310609280?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3063238295310609280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3063238295310609280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3063238295310609280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3063238295310609280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-or-that.html' title='This? Or That?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8562131594988359150</id><published>2008-06-19T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:52:21.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Past Weekend (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So Saturday was a pretty 'filled' day for me. If you know me, I hate going out of the house. I'd rather just sit at home and laze in front of my PC... even if it's just doing some 'spring cleaning' where I organise my hard disks. Lol. In the end, just like any normal spring cleaning, I'd almost throw nothing, but instead just rearrange stuff so they look neater. *looks at the junk in her room* Sigh... I wonder if I will ever change. Lol I need to be less sentimental about stuff and just throw them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Sunday was Father's Day and we went the top floor of Heritage Cafe which sells western food, cos my dad loves steaks. Plus, this is one of the only places in Melaka which serves buns and butter while waiting for your meal to come, and my dad simply LOVES that. Dad had some kinda sirloin steak, my mum and bro got spagethi while I ordered grilled salmon (cos my mum claims she's never tasted salmon so I ordered that so she could try some - but I'm certain there was salmon during one of our family steamboat gathering). Dad said the steak wasn't that good. I don't eat steak so I didn't take a bite to see how it was, but it was pretty thick. Mum couldn't finish her spagethi so my &lt;em&gt;tong sampah &lt;/em&gt;(read: trash can) brother helped her finish her plate. My mum loved the salmon though. She said the taste of the fish is very &lt;em&gt;lemak&lt;/em&gt; and she enjoyed it. I enjoyed it a lot too, but they used some lemon white sauce thingie which was nice, but after eating a lot of it, it kinda got a little &lt;em&gt;jelak&lt;/em&gt; for me. It was still nice though. And the potato they served on the side was so soft too mmmmmmm..... If only salmons don't cost so much, I'd eat more of it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda funny seeing my parents act all weird cos they've never seen some stuff, like my mum claiming she's never had salmon. We were all amazed at the seafood salad cocktail my brother had too. They really served it in a cocktail glass! Also, when deciding on drinks, my mum was all curious when I ordered some forest fruit tea so she wanted to share it with me. It's too bad they didn't serve the tea in those cute little round pots. LIKE ZOMG THOSE KINDA CUTE ROUND TEA POTS ARE SO FREAKING CUTE ESPECIALLY THE SMALLER ONES MEANT FOR A SINGLE PERSON!!!!!! *drools at the round-ness of the pot* So yeah, it was a really nice night eating out with the family. I'd suggest to do it more often but my brother is sooooo stingy he never pays for the meals when we go out as a family, and with my pay I can only afford to pay so many times.... the times when I ask him to pay and he said ok, but when my mum stands up to pay the bill he doesn't even stop her and offer to pay!!!! So stressful living with this kinda people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think there's another reason why the past weekend was good.... usually I get massive headache on weekends cos of the heat and I dunno I guess it's a weekend thing... but this past weekend I didn't get any migraine so I was WEWT excited! So yeah that weekend was really nice, though on most weekends I'd rather be lazing at home sleeping or doing something on my PC. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I cheated on the date of this post :p Sue me! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8562131594988359150?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8562131594988359150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8562131594988359150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8562131594988359150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8562131594988359150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-past-weekend-part-2.html' title='Good Past Weekend (Part 2)'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6135085663626442842</id><published>2008-06-17T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:41:21.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good past weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was nice. On Saturday it was a busy day for me. Had a lunch gathering at my aunt's place for pohpiah. Yum yum.... I love good pohpiahs. Especially when they don't have all those yucky vege I don't eat hahaha.... Only sengkuang (turnip) and egg and bawang goreng (fried sliced onions) enough. Damn syiok. Sadly, nowadays I can't eat so much. Ate 2 rolls and I'm stuffed. =( Nothing much then lah... just talk talk a little bit with the relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to JJ cos my mum wanted to buy some JJ voucher for my aunt's birthday. I thought ok loh, I'll go buy some food stuff for her as well. Changed my mind when I was there lol... Didn't know what to buy and since her birthday is only at the end of the month, I figure I'll go to Tesco with my brother some day and buy stuff with him, and get a box to put them in too. Anyways, my mum wanted to see some shoes at Bata so I went along. They were having a sale, and in the end.... my mum didn't buy anything while I bought 2 pairs of shoes. +_+ RM60 gone.... not that bad lah since it's RM30 per pair. Still.... =( Good thing is I will have shoes to last me for quite a long time, and maybe one of them I'll keep for Chinese New Year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I bought some Doriyaki pancakes and bread. Mmmmm.... bread. As a LaBoheme buns lover.... I damn damn damn sad they freaking increased the price SO much now! Stupid sausage bun was RM1.20 last year and this year it's RM1.80 OMG! WTF! *cries* Same goes for tuna buns. Cheese sticks used to be RM1.00 but now it's RM1.60! Sigh..... So I ended up buying buns on promotion.... soft donut and some Australian bread I just wanted to try.... it feels soft and nice :p (but yeah after I brought it home and ate it, the taste was nice too). Bought some tea to bring to office too. Green tea and strawberry black tea. Lol! I wanna get the organic green tea I bought a long time ago from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Na&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Or something similar. The one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Min Thick &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;gave me at work isn't bad either, he bought it from some shop in Tesco. But apparently it's RM1 per sachet. =_= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't realize it was getting late. We left JJ at about 5:30pm, rested a bit at home, then back out about 7:00pm for my aunt's birthday dinner. ZOMG MY NEPHEW IS SO DAMN FREAKING CUUUUUUUTTTEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! His head is so round I wanna squeeze it. And for those who know me, nope I've not lost my likingness for cute round stuff XD Even his small round butt is so CUTE! I know it's cos of his diapers but whatever..... he's damn cute, ok? Maybe I'll post a picture if I feel like it :p So anyways, dinner was GOOOOOOD. If I had a bottomless stomach I would just eat and eat and eat. Everything was nice. The fried rice, the homemade toufu, the taukee, the fried fish slices with ginger, the onion ring chicken, the tong po pork dish thing with the pao, the fried sotong (calamari)... all except for the vege LOL. Well I didn't touch it so I dunno if it was nice :p It looks nice and very very green though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time with the little nieces watching Ratatouille on TV, cut the birthday cake (I didn't eat it cos it was carrot cake lawl), hung out a little more then we headed back home. Was a tiring day but a bloating day too. Eat eat eat like a pig, how to lose weight? Hahaha.... +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll save Sunday for another post....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6135085663626442842?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6135085663626442842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6135085663626442842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6135085663626442842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6135085663626442842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-past-weekend.html' title='Good past weekend'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7850783601519087820</id><published>2008-06-03T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:21:32.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When there's nothing to post, there's always that nub....</title><content type='html'>.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorcon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. Gawd my blog is gonna filled with mail spams just cos I'm lazy, and there really isn't anything non-whiney for me to post at this moment. And yes, I know it's Tuesday today, which means WoW is down, which means I got more time to blog. But I'll keep it quick cos I need to study for my final ACCA paper and HOPEFULLY this time I'll pass. Sigh.... sien studying =/ I wish I chose a profession which I could work from home lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 21-May-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Meow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; Long time no see nub. How are ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Me good how u doin today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; Good. Went to the doctor's again yesterday for more meds. I hope I get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Me at work also lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol you poor thing always busy at work. I am still not eating spicy food at the moment. And maybe for a long time till I'm completely satisfied. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; =) hope you get well soon since ur birthday is coming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; o.O How do you know when my birthday is :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Great memory ftw =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; =O I have yours in my handphone reminder. &gt;_&lt; Just cos I never know what date is today. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert random WoW discussion for an hour]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; Whatcha doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothin about to park the car LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; Wtf you were texting while driving?????????!!!??? &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL not any more I got a sweet application it speaks the text message and I reply it with voice in my car go go Bluetooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L:&lt;/strong&gt; You FREAKING liar!!!! There is no way an application can have typo or type "LOL". /supermegaglare!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!!!! I'm sorry =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V:&lt;/strong&gt; Damn I thought I'll get away with that /vanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BONK* Nub don't ever do that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7850783601519087820?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7850783601519087820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7850783601519087820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7850783601519087820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7850783601519087820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-theres-nothing-to-post-theres.html' title='When there&apos;s nothing to post, there&apos;s always that nub....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2954640879900641120</id><published>2008-05-25T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:51:57.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Charming =O</title><content type='html'>If any of your remembered the 'Prince Charming' back in MMU.... the one I use to drool at... lol... well OMG I saw him yesterday! Went to watch Indiana Jones (it's been forever since I watched a movie in the cinema) and kinda saw him during my visit to Melaka Mall~! He's still as cute as before XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.... those were the good old days in MMU.... lots of eye candy LOL! Now at work, not much to look at. Kinda sien.... although my seniors also not too bad looking lah.... but we're like friends and can't really spy on them as eye candy since I deal with them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hate this sien feeling.... makes me wonder what the heck am I doing staying alive. LOL. =/ Meh.... Negative aura post ftl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2954640879900641120?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2954640879900641120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2954640879900641120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2954640879900641120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2954640879900641120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/05/prince-charming-o.html' title='Prince Charming =O'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7907537303785903081</id><published>2008-05-21T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:14:24.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank god there's Vorcon</title><content type='html'>To keep me away from boredom half the time at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is him, L is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Hello =)&lt;br /&gt;L: Roar :p&lt;br /&gt;V: Just got in?&lt;br /&gt;L: Ya.... I wanna go home now. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;V: Its Friday bare it out lol&lt;br /&gt;L: Fo sho~! Weekends ftw~!&lt;br /&gt;V: We got 1 more day Le sigh&lt;br /&gt;L: Lol I know :D But when I get back to work on Monday you're still on Sunday so don't complain or i'll bite. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**some e-mails about raiding**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Yeah I blame some nub rogue. =P&lt;br /&gt;V: Yea same here&lt;br /&gt;L: I kinda forgot his name... do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;V: Nah the rogue was a she named Lase remember =P&lt;br /&gt;L: LOL! Jerk!&lt;br /&gt;V: Hehehe I'm sorry lol I just had to lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7907537303785903081?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7907537303785903081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7907537303785903081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7907537303785903081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7907537303785903081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-god-theres-vorcon.html' title='Thank god there&apos;s Vorcon'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7304266015101380907</id><published>2008-05-15T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:59:07.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest day of my life....</title><content type='html'>The doctor told me I can never eat spicy food for the rest of my life anymore. I wonder, what's the point of living now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Don't ask me what happened, I don't want to talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7304266015101380907?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7304266015101380907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7304266015101380907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7304266015101380907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7304266015101380907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/05/saddest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Saddest day of my life....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2149877402009232692</id><published>2008-05-12T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:43:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shush....</title><content type='html'>... I know I'm slacking with the posts. I have some stuff I wanted to type but I've been tired after work and lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, enjoy this cute picture of my friend's niece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/ResizeofIMG00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if anyone knows a place in Melaka which sells those 'eggs' (refer to the &lt;a href="http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/anizo.html"&gt;Anizo&lt;/a&gt; post) please let me know. Doesn't matter if there are figurines in it or keychains or what.... my bro's kinda addicted to it right now. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2149877402009232692?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2149877402009232692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2149877402009232692&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2149877402009232692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2149877402009232692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/05/shush.html' title='Shush....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1543413154072327082</id><published>2008-04-29T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:14:35.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says accountants don't know how to have fun?</title><content type='html'>After being asked by my direct boss to work on a spreadsheet with ridiculous data and numbers to be sorted and mapped out, my eyes kinda went @_@. I completed it, attached it to a mail with the message "___ you owe me new specs =P" and sent it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following suit, here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per ur request, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; /@~@/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I replied:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__ why your specs got design and senget one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this mah.... /O-O\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation notes:&lt;br /&gt;senget = crooked/slanted&lt;br /&gt;__ = name of boss :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1543413154072327082?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1543413154072327082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1543413154072327082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1543413154072327082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1543413154072327082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Who says accountants don&apos;t know how to have fun?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1168477978195249252</id><published>2008-04-15T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:12:15.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring life</title><content type='html'>My life got bored after I started working.... not that I had much of a life before that since I was studying and WoWing.... but it was more fun =P Everyday is the same. Wake up, get ready, go to work, come back home, bathe, eat, WoW, sleep. Soon, studying will take over my WoW time for about a month while I prepare to retake my last ACCA paper. Sigh.... I hope I pass. It's really getting annoying and making me regret taking the whole thing to begin with. Of course if I pass I'll have more doors opened to me, and if my current company doesn't intend to increase my pay to suit my qualification I'm probably going to try to find some other place to work at. My brother kept insisting I try out to work in the UK, some friends ask me to try out for Singapore. Thing is I don't think I'll enjoy working in an audit firm =/ I know I'm limiting myself a lot here.... maybe I should try out for an audit firm and not have a life for 3 years then after that leave and I could easily get a job. I guess I'm just content with not climbing the career ladder fast. Or at least I was.... now I'm thinking if I should just go work at an audit firm for 3 years so I can jump into almost any field once I quit from the audit world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair* Argh why is this so hard to think about? Can't it just be that my life is predetermined and I just obediently follow the straight road without questions and be happy? Lol I guess not cos then I'd be a dumb puppet =P If I had a wish right now I'd wish for something so big, that regardless of what my choices are it won't be wrong. Like anything is just right. Nice, ain't it? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 mins of non typing passes by* My brain stopped functioning.... lol. I'm actually writing this at work and sending it to my e-mail so I'll just copy and paste it on blogger when I get home. I feel like a robot sometimes.... and the past few days of work, just cos I'm kinda efficient and completed a lot of tasks before they are due and handled everything on schedule and systematically, I'm quite free now. *hopes her boss doesn't read this* In a way it's good cos I'm not overloaded with work. On another hand, I get bored cos I'm a workaholic and I need to have work. LOL. But next month they're changing my job function and learning everything from scratch after 'mastering' what I'm currently doing sucks. Not to mention the guy who will be taking my current position will have it easy cos I've cleared up most of the problems and messes the past 3 months. Oh well... what sucks though, is the position I'm taking should be for someone with more experience but my boss kept insisting on me doing it. Pfft.... if they paid me for the responsibility I'm handling I don't mind LOL. It all comes down to money in the end lol... I'm a greedy pig... I wanna save save save a lot now so I don't need to worry as much for the future, and you never know when you'll need a HUGE amount of money for some emergencies. *touch wood* I hope nothing bad ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And EMiNA peeps! When you guys wanna yam cha ler? On me. If wanna have it earlier for dinner + yam cha also can lah.... planning to go to the mamak near MMU Corner/Silver City there.... got my yum yum big apple juice ahahhahaa..... but dunno what else they got there nya.... you guys decide lah... someone kumpul everyone and then set a date with me can? You know lah you guys meet up more often than me mah. And apparently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kiddo-kun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; budak tak guna never do his job to gather you guys lol. Set one date then we can ajak &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shu Yin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; also and whoever else. If you guys set a date and want me to contact some people tell me loh.... was thinking Tuesday night hahahaha.... cos normally WoW down =P But Sunday night also can if you guys prefer weekends. My night guild I dun mind skipping raid so whenever you guys think is the best night then tell me loh I make sure I come back home early so can yam with you all. Can or not? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiddo-kun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;????? Can or not? Boleh tak ? Ke yi bu ke yi? Dekimasuka? You better jawab me or I bunuh you =PPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaahhh.... been so long since I typed a long blog post, ne? Ahahahahaa..... naik gila dee you see lah.... boredom sucks. I want to WoW now. Stupid server went down last night I ended up watching &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt; (OMG &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASON CASTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.... he got awesome review from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too!!!!) and then watched old reruns of &lt;em&gt;House&lt;/em&gt; on TV. Damn sien man at 12am already falling asleep so I zzzzzz early. Not before doing sit ups lah ahahahaa..... my tummy getting bigger and bigger I damn sad. Need to do situps everyday I wanna have tight abs! AHAHAHAHAA..... dunno can or not... or just a dream.... =/ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; says can! Dreams can come true! Sigh.... I miss &lt;em&gt;Kaleido Star&lt;/em&gt; I should go and rewatch it.... if I can find my CDs. Sigh.... should continue organizing my CDs from where I left off.... Went to KL then never organise anymore. But then now also I hardly burn any CDs... all my CDs all old ones dee. Good in a way lah, save money. If wanna r ewatch them then later only borrow from people or *ehem* I dun wanna say here wait kena tangkap LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another 25 mins of lunch ler! Can't believe I've only spent 20 mins typing this. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on leave today that's why I damn sien...... my boss wanted me to work through lunch too. I wanted actually but then scared wait I finish doing my work then get bored again. Yesterday I tried to sleep (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was on leave yesterday too) but I was scared I'll oversleep and no one wakes me up then my boss finds out I'm asleep.... =/ Scared la.... Then thought about going home but kinda sien and lazy. Go out for lunch? Bleh... I always skip lunch. But yesterday TOO sien dee so I went down to the canteen to buy some kuih.... ended up buying a lot and eat till bloated. T_T How not to fat???? That's why today I make sure I don't go down. Already ate a heavy breakfast to last me till I go home for dinner there is no reason for me to eat anything else before that! Must diet +_+ Just now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Min Thick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; commented saying "She dieting, wanna be like last time thinner". WA LAUUUUUUUU..... I thinner last time when I train here issit.... T_T Wa lau damn sad man hear that.... give me more motivation to be thinner though. PFFT &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Min Thick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you jaga you.....But I don't blame him lah.... When I was training here I lost a lot of weight, then after training gain back. They say if you lose weight then gain back you gain more. Sigh.... I should persuade my dad to let me buy a treadmill... now I'm working I won't bug him to buy anymore loh but at least need to get approval to place it somewhere in the house mah.... =_= Dunno can or not..... ok lah dun wanna whine anymore wait like someone I know last Sunday (hahahaha I dun wanna mention who wait she kill me when she reads). =P joking ya dun get upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, sorry for the poor command of English in this post. Lol. I started off typing like how I usually type in my other blog posts but as I went on it got more 'local'.... hmm.... don't know how to explain this but I usually type in proper English cos some of my readers are not from &lt;em&gt;Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;, but sometimes I just let go so my apologies, bear with me, I promise it won't happen a lot. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ZOMG this started about my boring life then it got so long o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1168477978195249252?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1168477978195249252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1168477978195249252&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1168477978195249252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1168477978195249252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/04/boring-life.html' title='Boring life'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7852851497428794819</id><published>2008-04-09T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:39:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a piece of meat!</title><content type='html'>As much as I portray to be a strong person most of the time, it doesn't mean I don't have feelings too. Just because I adapt well and is rather flexible at things doesn't mean people should dictate what I should do and not let me make my own choices. I'm not a piece of meat you take when you want it, throw it around, and drop it when you don't want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...... A lot of negative thoughts have gone through my head the past week and I hate it. Everyone seems to be pissing me off, be it intentional or not. And before you start being disrespectful saying it's that time of the month, like this Singaporean idiot I know, no it's not. Even if it was, friends who know me know I don't get all moody and pissed during that time. I get moody and pissed when people are being asses and when things just screw themselves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed..... (wow new imood!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7852851497428794819?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7852851497428794819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7852851497428794819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7852851497428794819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7852851497428794819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-piece-of-meat.html' title='I&apos;m not a piece of meat!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3604262013408255270</id><published>2008-04-08T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:39:30.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's joke backfired....</title><content type='html'>So this was an 'e-mail chat' between my WoW friend and I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm going to commit suicide. Tell guild I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol why hun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Bah you suck. I was hoping for a more shocking response so i can say "April Fool!" You suck! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol I know u better lawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; SUCK!!@!!!!!@!#@!^@%&amp;amp;#^!#%#!&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;#% I hate you =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; I love u too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; ROAR *BITES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Just to let u know I might not be on wow for long =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *eyes you* Is this a joke or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Work and studies are taking too much time. I get really tired and stressed with the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; I hope ur not mad or disappointed =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not.... I'll be mad if it was an April's Fool joke........... &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Btw April fool *vanish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; You know I can't leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; You are on ignore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Lawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; **This is an automated reply** Your e-mail has been ignored for 1 day(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; /poke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; **This is an automated reply** Your e-mail has been ignored for 1 day(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Awww sorry hun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; **This is an automated reply** Your e-mail has been ignored for 1 day(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; /poke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; **This is an automated reply** Your e-mail has been ignored for 1 day(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate you &lt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3604262013408255270?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3604262013408255270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3604262013408255270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3604262013408255270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3604262013408255270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools-joke-backfired.html' title='April Fool&apos;s joke backfired....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8943937048914628363</id><published>2008-03-26T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:44:39.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as.... you.... axe........ spells SUX</title><content type='html'>I've had this sucky cough since last week and it's not going away. I know the weather's bad and all and a lot of people are also coughing but come on.... 7 days? Enough already! I wish I could hire some tiny microscopic team of pew pew lasermen to go shoot at whatever's in my throat which is causing me to cough so much. Have I seen a doctor? Yes. Antibiotics, cough syrups and lozenges (I laugh everytime I see this cos it reminds me of that one picture blog post where all those dirty minded readers thought it was a condom I was holding). I've drank honey water, lime water, plum water, honey-lime water, warm water, cold water, whatever.... Still didn't work. And the most embarassing thing was today we had this quarterly review at work where new hires need to introduce themselves. My turn went well but throughout the whole 2-hour session I was focusing on trying not to cough too much. I brought in cough sweets as well to help but they didn't!! Urgh... was so embarassing and I coughed so bad tears welled up my eyes :( Let this go away soon.... I hate not being able to talk much and not getting to eat food I like because they will make it worse. SUX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know.... a long time ago I was kinda a self-proclaimed part time consultant/counselor. It's just that I can kinda understand people and their feelings and their emotions when they're talking to me or asking me for advice. Problem is.... I can never be a consultant/counselor for myself. I know my emotions/feelings are as unstable as the waves in the sea, and the saddest part is I can never find a way to you know.... deal with it. Sigh.... Is this some cancer fate or something? I know I read somewhere about cancers being emotional people and what not but I thought that's just the crybaby side of me when I watch movies and stuff! Anyone have any idea how to 'feel' less and care less and get less emotionally attach and just be a stone? +_+ SUX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less sucky side note.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiddo-kun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;you were supposed to organise a yam cha and gather everyone! What happened, oi! Kasi makan/minum free pon tak nak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8943937048914628363?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8943937048914628363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8943937048914628363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8943937048914628363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8943937048914628363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-you-axe-spells-sux.html' title='as.... you.... axe........ spells SUX'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-918523132719820030</id><published>2008-03-23T02:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:59:51.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blind cockroach killer</title><content type='html'>So last night, I went to the dining room to get a drink. All the lights were out so it was pitch black. I switched on the dining room light, and walked to the place where the jug of water is. You know bulbs take some time to start.... so it was flickering before it was on. As I was walking to the jug of water, my right foot stepped on something rather soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a cookie or something that fell and no one realised. Then the lights came on and I saw this semi-squashed cockroach (I didn't like stepped hard on it... cos after I felt like I stepped on something, I lifted my legs back up) flinching a little. +_+ Eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!! Thank god its guts were not splotched on the floor or anything but.... eeewww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think it's so hard to chase down a cockroach and kill it with bug spray but I killed it while blinded in a pitch black room, using my foot. In a way it's something amazing but it's disgusting at the same time. So I'm proud of my 'achivement' but my foot was probably unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/shudder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-918523132719820030?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/918523132719820030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=918523132719820030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/918523132719820030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/918523132719820030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/blind-cockroach-killer.html' title='The blind cockroach killer'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7742177404961571168</id><published>2008-03-20T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:07:54.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm not weird/crazy....</title><content type='html'>Cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Castro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has TONNES of girl fans too. See? I'm not the only one who thinks he's cute and adorable XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm cheating on this update.... but being sick gives me an excuse kinda :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7742177404961571168?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7742177404961571168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7742177404961571168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7742177404961571168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7742177404961571168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-im-not-weirdcrazy.html' title='So I&apos;m not weird/crazy....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-970928512740999953</id><published>2008-03-10T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:18:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in love with Jason Castro</title><content type='html'>LIKE OMG HE'S SO FREAKING CUTE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/jasoncastro.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's smile is so infectious, he's so shy too which I find VERY CUTE, and he's just so humble and so cute and makes me squeel! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCCCCUUUUUUTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swoons more*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-970928512740999953?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/970928512740999953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=970928512740999953&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/970928512740999953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/970928512740999953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-in-love-with-jason-castro.html' title='I&apos;m in love with Jason Castro'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7834085612698947790</id><published>2008-03-09T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:11:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute American Idols XD</title><content type='html'>So this Season of American Idol has quite a few cute guys :D I've only watched the top 24 perform but there are some pretty cuuuuuute guys there XD XD XD Well there is no need for me to point out &lt;em&gt;David Archuleta &lt;/em&gt;since I think he already has a HUGE fan base made out of young (and older) girls EVERYWHERE.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But another one who I think is uber cute, would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Castro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think he's actually cuter than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;David&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =P Now most of you know long hair isn't really my thing but it looks good on him. And his eyes.... man his eyes.... *drools* Coupled with that sweeeeeet smile. Nyaaaaaa I want. +_+ I hope both of them make it through and go further so I can see more. *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other noted good looking people for me would be, in order of preference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colton Berry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Very nicely styled blonde hair which suits his face.... what's there not to love :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garrett Haley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Hmm... long hair too but it suits his face, and his eyes are nice too.. kinda looks a little like Frodo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Yeager&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Maturely handsome with a nice smile =D Not bad at all... plus his son's cute as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke Menard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (He looks like a more handsome version of Orlando Bloom I think... or is it just me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Hernandez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Just looks neat and kinda ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;David Cook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (there's something just... attractive about him ehehehe.... though his hair looks like it's thinning at the front.... sigh kinda like me, I bet he hates it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others are not eye sores, they're just not cute enough to make the list LOL (although almost everyone is listed, I know)... BUT... I really dislike &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danny Noriega&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He thinks he's cute and all, but he's not. I know some of you might be thinking "But he's like a bishie with nice hair and girly look and the 'trend' of guys you drool over are usually skinny thin", but he's just wrong. Lol ok his hair is ok I wish I had his hair but his attitude of thinking "Oh, I'm so pretty" and the way he speaks and all... /shudders   Just not my cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7834085612698947790?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7834085612698947790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7834085612698947790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7834085612698947790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7834085612698947790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/cute-american-idols-xd.html' title='Cute American Idols XD'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-7154784336650821800</id><published>2008-03-05T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:23:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I r stoopeed</title><content type='html'>So GACC happened last weekend. Before that weekend I got an SMS from some committee to ask me to be a judge for the cosplay event. Having hardly watched any anime the past 1 year and not cosplaying at all, I declined. Everything went well till the day I attended the event, last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THERE WAS A GUEST SEIYUU AND IT WAS THE VOICE ACTOR FOR KUROSAKI ICHIGO???!!!??? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...... why didn't he tell me. Screw not watching much anime. Screw not having cosplayed for a year. I get a chance to sit beside him for crying out loud! *cries* And unlike last year's guest, he's not old! He's young and actually rather good looking! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.............. regret..... So sad.... why..... why.... why??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries more in a corner*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-7154784336650821800?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/7154784336650821800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=7154784336650821800&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7154784336650821800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/7154784336650821800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-r-stoopeed.html' title='I r stoopeed'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1134997098656289789</id><published>2008-02-27T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:19:49.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anizo</title><content type='html'>You must be thinking what the heck the title meant. Well instead of telling you... lemme show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/?action=view&amp;current=ResizeofIMG_1905.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/ResizeofIMG_1905.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/?action=view&amp;current=ResizeofIMG_1906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/ResizeofIMG_1906.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn freaking cute right???? OMG it's round too! The head anyways. Soooo kyyuuuuttteeee.... I actually planned to buy one and wanted the black one but my luck made me get the white one, so I decided to try again and got the yellow one. Would have bought more if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raelynne &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;didn't pull me away from the machine. It's only 4 bucks too! Waaaaaa.... I want some more... *sniff* They're still in their eggs on top of my monitor, not sure if I wanna use em. Wanted to give my bro one and I take one to use but he didn't really want it and cos I have both, I don't wanna use em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I went up to &lt;em&gt;Sunway Pyramid &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lai Ching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for a day trip to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raelynne &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and celebrate her belated birthday. Made her stand on the chair at &lt;em&gt;TGI: Fridays&lt;/em&gt; muahahaha.... But when she was asked to give a speech she HAD to mention "Thanks to my best friends who came all the way from Melaka to celebrate my birthday" and then the people there went "Wah... from Melaka... so far". I forgot to bring my camera up when we visited her so all the photos we took are in her phone... that means we'll never get to see it. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1134997098656289789?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1134997098656289789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1134997098656289789&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1134997098656289789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1134997098656289789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/anizo.html' title='Anizo'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3545817639664594859</id><published>2008-02-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:25:57.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a sponge...</title><content type='html'>... under my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried watching Ameican Idol for crying out loud! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3545817639664594859?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3545817639664594859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3545817639664594859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3545817639664594859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3545817639664594859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-sponge.html' title='I need a sponge...'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6551543444585271202</id><published>2008-02-18T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:07:50.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure sucks.... + lyrics</title><content type='html'>Sigh.... failed 1 paper, passed 1. WTF man.... don't have confidence taking that paper again this May cos I know it'll be harder and the marking will be more strict. Sigh.... damn sad... why must fail? =( My hopes of getting higher pay also went bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a more cheerful note, here's the lyrics from the Fyofyo song =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for the way he fyos at me&lt;br /&gt;Y is for the young noob that I see&lt;br /&gt;O is oh so very fyofyo-ordinary, now&lt;br /&gt;FYO is even more than any word that you adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyofyo is all that I can give you to&lt;br /&gt;Fyo it can't be one it has to be two&lt;br /&gt;Fyo in raids can make it&lt;br /&gt;Take Fyofyo but please don't break it&lt;br /&gt;Fyofyo was made for me and you&lt;br /&gt;Fyofyo was made for me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6551543444585271202?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6551543444585271202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6551543444585271202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6551543444585271202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6551543444585271202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/failure-sucks-lyrics.html' title='Failure sucks.... + lyrics'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-934942319891107923</id><published>2008-02-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:26:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fyofyo Song! (repost)</title><content type='html'>There is this guildie of mine named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fyoren &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who I call him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fyofyo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;all the time and he HATES how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fyofyo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is such a cute name for a rogue. LOL. I ended up making a song for him as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBelhxN-yYU"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBelhxN-yYU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I posted this on my WoW blog actually but thought I'd share it here too for those who wanna hear ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-934942319891107923?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/934942319891107923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=934942319891107923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/934942319891107923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/934942319891107923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/fyofyo-song-repost.html' title='The Fyofyo Song! (repost)'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2196787778052525094</id><published>2008-02-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:21:49.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rats go squeek!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year~!!!!! So nice to have a 4 day holiday! But then so tiring with all the travelling and then visiting and getting visited and eating and I don't want to weigh myself for the next 2 weeks. =/ 100% I'm gonna put on weight lol. I had money outflow this year though =( Dangit I should have worked after CNY lol that way I'll have a whole year to save before needing to 'distribute' them. Not to mention I only worked for 2.5 weeks before CNY.... all of it gone lol and still it wasn't enough I needed to grab more from my previous savings. *watches money fly* =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still don't feel old! I may be working I may do some stuff 'older' people do but I AM NOT OLD!!!! ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2196787778052525094?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2196787778052525094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2196787778052525094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2196787778052525094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2196787778052525094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/rats-go-squeek.html' title='Rats go squeek!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8816660155393895014</id><published>2008-02-01T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:38:22.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikaru no Go eps 63</title><content type='html'>Uwaaaaaaaahhh.....  T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikaru's still hawt though ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8816660155393895014?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8816660155393895014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8816660155393895014&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8816660155393895014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8816660155393895014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/02/hikaru-no-go-eps-63.html' title='Hikaru no Go eps 63'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5013899053183918033</id><published>2008-01-27T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T19:55:34.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTB more weekends</title><content type='html'>Weekends should be from Monday to Friday and weekdays should be on Saturday and Sunday. That will make everything so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be going through the thought of being anti-social and staying away from people recently.... Wonder what the results would be ^_^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5013899053183918033?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5013899053183918033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5013899053183918033&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5013899053183918033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5013899053183918033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/01/wtb-more-weekends.html' title='WTB more weekends'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4894238898874089271</id><published>2008-01-15T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:19:57.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work work...</title><content type='html'>*insert sound of Warcraft orc peon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I started work last Thursday. It was sad really.... just cos I miss raiding =P But well some things you just gotta live with. Anyways, my feet hurt so badly on the first day! Why? Cos we had this induction course thing and we were supposed to run to the car park (from 4th floor of the building, using stairs, and across the road with an overhead bridge) in 4 minutes!!!! And I didn't even know this so I was wearing high heels!! The other 5 on the course all had flat shoes +_+ I ended up being the slowest and my feet hurt like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, unlike most employees on their first day of work (who are clueless on what to do and meeting everyone and getting settled down), I started working that day itself +_+ Oh, the 'benefits' of previously working there LOL. And since I was giving the task to do something similar as to what I did during my training there, I got on to work right away. Did I mention I'm a workaholic? Lol yeah.... work keeps me entertained cos without work I'm bored and when I'm bored the time goes by oh-so-slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the food there though, so going back to being able to eat em again.... *drools* LOL you know me and food. Especially my nasi goreng cili padi (read: super spicy fried rice)!!!! YUMMY!!!!!! Met all my old friends, was nice really. But the real demotivation was when I found out about my pay (yes I was stupid enough not to ask about the pay they'll offer me during the interview, or before I started working). I feel I'm underpaid, even as a fresh graduate (and the lady wasn't sure if I'll get a pay raise once I get my ACCA certificate too) so... it was kinda meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's my 4th day (WoW is down I got home just in time to play 40 mins before it went poof *cries* ) and I have more work now. Seems nicer cos time goes by faster, and like I said, I kinda like work sometimes. :) My supervisor's kinda cute too ROFL!!!! Sadly he's married with a kid :p But he's a nice guy XD Hope he stays my supervisor.... so if I screw up I won't get chewed on by some tiger XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4894238898874089271?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4894238898874089271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4894238898874089271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4894238898874089271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4894238898874089271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/01/work-work-work.html' title='Work work work...'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6056764739304948571</id><published>2008-01-09T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:28:08.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow, my life ends</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's post was me starting work next week which I'm so sad about. I had a call yesterday saying I'm to work on the 16th, Wednesday. I was joyed in the sense that I can still run my last 10-man run with Team Aggro (and the Phils crew). Today, all came crashing down when I was told to start work tomorrow. I'm extremely pissed about it to be honest, first you tell me one thing and then you change it with not even a 24 hour notice. WTF? I'm not mentally prepared to work tomorrow, yet I know I'll perform my tasks cos I'm just like that, but I'm totally sad... like very sad... like so totally sad that when I typed in my guild forums about not being able to raid starting from tomorrow, and the thought of not being able to play much with Phils crew... I freaking cried. Joining GOTN is THE BEST thing that has ever happened to me throughout my close to 3 years playing WoW. Only regret I have about the guild is not joining it sooner after I gquit from my previous guild. I could have had an extra 2 months knowing these people but I kept saying no to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when they asked (lol they even had a bet on who would be the one to finally persuade me to join). I guess that's life, and the consequences of living on the opposite side of the planet. I need to adjust myself to it, and pray pray pray every Saturday and Sunday I don't have any matters to attend to (work or family related)... especially Saturdays cos I WANNA RAID!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a sad little girl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6056764739304948571?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6056764739304948571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6056764739304948571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6056764739304948571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6056764739304948571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/01/tomorrow-my-life-ends.html' title='Tomorrow, my life ends'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3659625776003019721</id><published>2008-01-08T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:22:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trapped life.... begins!</title><content type='html'>Starting work next week =( As I've always said... I like to work, I like to earn my own money to buy things I like and safe for my US trip, but... I hate not being able to raid and spend time with my friends in WoW... especially the 5 from Phils. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to type anymore after feeling so sad typing the top paragraph. =/ Lol I just stared at the screen the pat 5 minutes not knowing what to type anymore. I guess I'll just end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3659625776003019721?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3659625776003019721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3659625776003019721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3659625776003019721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3659625776003019721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/01/trapped-life-begins.html' title='A trapped life.... begins!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4290831856412348356</id><published>2008-01-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:55:36.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>I've put a lot of shit and negativity in a box and stashed it in the dark closet at the back of my head. I've given people second and third chances just cos I feel it makes me an even better human. But if people screw me over again there will be hell on earth. *breathes fire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a new beginning is also referring to me and my lifestyle. No more hours of WoW, no more lazing around in front of my PC doing absolutely nothing but clearing my HDD, no more waking up at 12.30pm, and no more 4am bedtimes. There is money pouring in soon though XD Hopefully I can deal with my 'new' lifestyle... I still wish for a job in California to land in my lap ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4290831856412348356?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4290831856412348356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4290831856412348356&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4290831856412348356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4290831856412348356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2375985870552662775</id><published>2007-12-28T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T20:49:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream.... Bad Sign...</title><content type='html'>Sigh.... I had a not so good dream last night :( In the dream I was in a bus for 2 hours and apparently in the bus, the exam questions were given and we're supposed to complete it before we reach the destination. I was sitting beside my mum and got distracted by the numerous things she asked me to do like clean the knapsack, organize papers, etc... and I ended up reaching the destination without even reading the exam papers. And I totally freaked out and tried to find a reason I could retake the exam but being a professional paper (yes the dream was about ACCA) there is no such options. =( It scared the shit out of me. =( It's like paying for an exam you don't take and have to wait for another 6 months to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope dreams don't tell the future =( Last June I dreamt about failing Paper 3.5 and I did.... I hope I don't fail this time. =( Why do I get these kind of dreams. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2375985870552662775?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2375985870552662775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2375985870552662775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2375985870552662775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2375985870552662775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/12/dream-bad-sign.html' title='Dream.... Bad Sign...'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-2431156462228749692</id><published>2007-12-25T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:29:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly working soon</title><content type='html'>So there is a huge chance I'm going to get a job soon. And there's a huge chance they want me to start ASAP. Problem is I don't want to. +_+ I want to start in February if possible, and if it's not possible at least mid January. As it is there are no raids for me till the end of this year due to the holidays in the States and if I'm asked to work on January 2nd, I'm screwed! I don't wanna! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I work my life is over. Well not really over like dead but my life n Azeroth would only be on weekends. Iiiiiyyyyyyaaaaaaddddaaaaaaaaaaaaa...... I don't waaaaaaaannnnttttt!!!!!!! *cries more* I like money, I like to work (I'm a workaholic) but not when it clashes with my raid time! Sigh.... I'm still depressed about this whole not being able to raid thing. I know it's gonna happen one day but I was hoping it's not this soon! Yes I know I've already gotten an extra 6 months thanks to failing my exams but THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT!! I still want to raid... now more than ever with my loving WoW family (my guildies are THE BEST PEOPLE EVER! - collectively anyways, as always there are always asses everywhere you go but the good far outweighs the evil) and progress with them and joke with them and.... be with them! +_+ I'm starting to sound like a psycho now lol without any social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.... offer still remains for any rich guy who wants a good-for-nothing-wife who you MUST allow to raid during raid times and well since you're rich I won't need to work but I promise to take care of the house and cook for you AFTER raid times =D One can only dream.... of course working in California solves this case too but that's yet another dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"WTFind Hiring Manager in the States PST"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-2431156462228749692?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/2431156462228749692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=2431156462228749692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2431156462228749692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/2431156462228749692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/12/possibly-working-soon.html' title='Possibly working soon'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1620626600248437147</id><published>2007-12-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:05:23.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting begins</title><content type='html'>So the task of hunting jobs begin. I have a reference to work in an actuarial firm in Florida but that's a long shot. I mean seriously, no working experience, no visa... long shot indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to work? Hell no. I still wanna play and raid and enjoy my life. Do I need to work? Sadly, yes. Money makes the world go round sadly (no it's not love) and I can't depend on my parents all my life (not that they will allow if they have any say in it). Plus I need to get my new PC and buy stuff I want and save for my US trip and everything. And the experience is always good. Exposure might improve my chances of working in the US (yes, I'm still dreaming of it lol) and maybe land higher paid jobs to make my US trip sooner than in 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note... it's so stupid at how hard it is to get a US visa. Can't get it without a valid reason, can't apply for most jobs without already having a visa, and the cycle goes on. It SUCKS! And when are people going to invent the teleporting device so I don't have to travel 18 hours just to get to another part of the world? Anyone wanna hire a WoW gold farmer? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1620626600248437147?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1620626600248437147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1620626600248437147&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1620626600248437147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1620626600248437147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/12/job-hunting-begins.html' title='Job Hunting begins'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3981318366393828942</id><published>2007-12-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:22:33.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEEEE~!!!!! Wheeeeeee</title><content type='html'>Exams are over wheeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But they SUCK! Urgh... First paper was ok, I think I stand a chance to pass it. 2nd is like crappy shitty poo! It's like so teh freaking hard, ok? =( I have no confidence in that one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I'm free now. Going back to Melaka on Sunday most likely, parents gonna come up on Saturday to help me pack. As much as I like to start working and earning money.... sucks i can't raid anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/cry&lt;br /&gt;/cry&lt;br /&gt;/cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a job in California pleeeeeaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3981318366393828942?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3981318366393828942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3981318366393828942&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3981318366393828942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3981318366393828942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/12/freeeee-wheeeeeee.html' title='FREEEEE~!!!!! Wheeeeeee'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-4660728645381922675</id><published>2007-12-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:02:16.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie me~!!</title><content type='html'>Something I found in my e-mai... some forward stuff you know, with zodiac signs and stuff... Well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;CANCER - The Cutie &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great telling stories. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D I know I perasan but it's so close to exams and I'm stressed. I'm allowed to be perasan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as proof of my uber cuteness, this is the (same) cute picture after photoshopping a little! Aahhahahahaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/cuteme.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-4660728645381922675?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/4660728645381922675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=4660728645381922675&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4660728645381922675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/4660728645381922675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/12/cutie-me.html' title='Cutie me~!!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-9034369400512431203</id><published>2007-11-28T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:43:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I move on?</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to forget about it, and I don't want it to affect me in my exams. Everyday I feel like just sending a mean reply and hope I get over it. Another part of me tells me to give back everything I have pertaining to the issue and hope that helps. Yet another side of me tells me to lump everything pertaining to the issue in a box and trash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like forgiving, and yet I get all worked up everytime I see the other party being happy while I'm stuck being miserable here. And I know there is no way the other party will go down on his knees apologizing and shit. ARGH!!!! Life sucks. People suck. Why do people like to hurt me? Does it bring them joy? Do they do it to make me more 'humble'? No it won't. God knows my ego is as huge as a firetruck. Le sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam's coming so soon I don't know what to do. I need my time last 10 times longer before my exams. I still wanna enjoy life dammit :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-9034369400512431203?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/9034369400512431203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=9034369400512431203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/9034369400512431203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/9034369400512431203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-do-i-move-on.html' title='How do I move on?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8852696770166075182</id><published>2007-11-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:36:53.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing the human limit</title><content type='html'>What exactly is our limit at various things we do? How many days can we survive without food and water? How long can we hold our breath before we faint? How long can you keep your eyes opened? You get the idea. I was given the 'honor' to test out two human limits in the past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much can someone absorb in their brain before it turns to mush?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash course! 38 hours of lecture within the span of 4 days. That's a freaking average of 9 hours a day! First day I paid full attention for the full duration, 2nd day I zoned out a little here and there in the morning (cos it starts at 8am), come the 3rd and 4th day I was zoning out/sleeping so much I missed some parts of the answers being discussed. My only concern is that he did not see me doze off. And I only have about 4 hours of sleep on average during the crash course. Urgh.... +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many hours can someone stay awake without dozing off?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep at all last night because a friend asked me for some help with a raid when I was playing WoW, and the raid lasted about 6 hours or more. I was awake for more than 30 hours straight, about 80% of the time in game (weekends baby!!!) and although I felt sleepy sometimes, I could actually play and play and yeah... well not fall asleep. But then when I went down to watch TV with the cousins, BAM! I dozed off soundly on the couch. Lol. I swear if I have a PC when studying (even if it's only to type out what the lecturer says), I'm sure I'll be awake 99% of the time. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8852696770166075182?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8852696770166075182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8852696770166075182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8852696770166075182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8852696770166075182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/11/pushing-human-limit.html' title='Pushing the human limit'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6294709802891442292</id><published>2007-11-02T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:35:19.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces</title><content type='html'>Faces are such a unique thing. And faces captured in a photo? Even more unique. Some people are born photogenic, some people work hard and know their angles which makes them able to take awesome photos, some people excel in certain types of portayal, and some.... are just photo shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I try so hard to take a serious dark photo, but I can never get it. I tried squinting my eyes and looking pissed, but my face doesn't compliment it. What I'd give to look half as dark as Eliza Dushku (think Faith in Buffy) or ummm.... like Kate Beckinsale (Underworld Evolution). Mmmmm.... yummy. Heck there was this girl in my class last year who looked sooooooooooo cool and can really look dark. I mean her look.... sigh... I want! And her boyfriend's look matches hers too. Both of them are so yummy +_+ And yes I stare at them a lot, if we're in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what works for me? Something totally opposite from a dark or serious look - the cute look. Like it or not I'd have to admit that 'acting' cute in photos gives me better photos than me trying to give a more serious or mature portrayal. Sigh.... maybe this is why people don't take me seriously and think they can step on me anytime they want to, or take advantage of me. Grrrrr..... one day I shall master the art of being dark! Just you wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/darkorcute.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious which looks better right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6294709802891442292?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6294709802891442292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6294709802891442292&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6294709802891442292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6294709802891442292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/11/faces.html' title='Faces'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1997754913648465486</id><published>2007-10-24T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:03:41.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still hate you....</title><content type='html'>.... and I've not forgiven you on what you did to me. What I would give to exert revenge on you. One day if the opportunity arises I will. It can only come down to one conclusion: Either I forget about you and what you did (which would be rather hard cos I'm a spiteful person) or I exert my revenge which will satisfy me enough to then forget about you. I doubt you even regret whatever you did and don't feel bad about anything. You're a selfish bastard and I hope you'll be unhappy all your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1997754913648465486?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1997754913648465486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1997754913648465486&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1997754913648465486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1997754913648465486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-still-hate-you.html' title='I still hate you....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6245448469925666561</id><published>2007-10-21T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:40:57.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate crying to an audience</title><content type='html'>+_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cried in front of my cousins while we were all watching 'Click' on TV. Dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6245448469925666561?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6245448469925666561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6245448469925666561&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6245448469925666561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6245448469925666561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-crying-to-audience.html' title='I hate crying to an audience'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-827145006150617669</id><published>2007-10-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:44:53.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead net + Victim of a snatch thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dead net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday at about 10.30pm, my net took a huge fall in speed, putting it to almost a halt. And this lasted for 4 days. 4 freaking days! You know what that meant? That meant 4 days without WoW. Can you imagine? Damn... the thing keeping me sane too... lol. Well in all seriousness, I was bored to shit to do anything. Somehow, the connection stability and speed of the internet is directly linked to the energy I have. So I was too lazy to do anything really. I didn't study, I didn't do the usual house chores, I fell sick, you get the picture. I was like a walking corpse - no life, no purpose, nothing. I ended up re-watching some movies I had, lazed in front of the TV watching whatever movies they had, and slept a lot on the couch while watching TV. I didn't go back home this Raya holidays cos I had a class on the first day of Raya! Can you believe that?? Just because there aren't any Muslims in our extra class doesn't mean they have the right to hold one. What if I have friends or relatives to visit? Bleh... and to make it worse, it was an extended class. From the usual 3 hours to 5 hours. Double bleh! And I didn't go enjoy lunch after class cos I had to rush home to attend a raid so I packed some EXPENSIVE food and left. Why expensive? I think these food vendors shapeshift into cuthroat pirates on festive seasons. I only took half a pack of rice, a chicken wing, and some steamed egg. You know how much it costs? RM3.50! Like omg wtf? The wing was not from some mutated gigantic chicken. It was as scrawny as ever! And how much can egg cost? Well that's the last they'll get my money... I'd rather walk a little further and buy from another stall. More choices and slightly cheaper. Just.... have to walk a little further... sigh.... lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victim of a snatch thief&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/victim2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_victim2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/victim1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_victim1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures of my poor bag which was torn apart when the asshole on the motorcycle tried to snatch it off me. May it rest in peace. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-827145006150617669?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/827145006150617669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=827145006150617669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/827145006150617669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/827145006150617669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/dead-net-victim-of-snatch-thief.html' title='Dead net + Victim of a snatch thief'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1339894092759527430</id><published>2007-10-13T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:24:09.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelamat Ari Raye~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing all my readers Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1339894092759527430?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1339894092759527430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1339894092759527430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1339894092759527430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1339894092759527430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/chelamat-ari-raye.html' title='Chelamat Ari Raye~!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-8727200597225015417</id><published>2007-10-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:11:53.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu Day 2</title><content type='html'>The long awaited Day 2 ROFL! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Sorry for the long wait m(_ _)m Again, you can scroll over the photos for comments/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taglines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn~ I need more sleep and waking up anytime before 9am is bad for me. Sigh.... yeah yeah so what if breakfast is served at 7am, right? I can skip it, right? NOT! It's food for crying out loud. Food and Lase are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; companions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had toast. Dammit I should have gone to bed. +_+ And the number of toasts in the basket was not enough for everyone to take 2 slices too..... ok.... I'm sure they'll add more right? And well.... yeah like 5 minutes later they started serving each person a plate with 2 sausages, a bullseye, some baked beans and some lettuce. Pity my mum doesn't each the sausages or the egg so I had an extra sausage and egg, while the other went to my dad. I gave my mum my bake beans though cos I don't really eat em. And then they served a few more slices of toasts so I urged my mum to take it and either eat it with the beans or with some jam and butter cos I know she'd get hungry later if she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Some flowers near the lobby" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see why I tell you I'm like the youngest person there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Group photo" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a funny moment taking this photo because after we're done taking photos with cameras, my dad gave the camcorder to the tour guide to help us record the whole group.... and we were as stiff as we were posing for the camera. Lol. Till the tour guide had to go "Why are you guys so stiff? Move around, this is a video not a camera."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being on higher ground certainly makes the view much more beautiful... not to mention I love the cold air/weather even with a hot blazing sun shining upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Some scenary =P" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Yet another scenary" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after breakfast and some photo sessions we're off to the hot spring and canopy walk. Well it was more like an open bath place, but the water's source is from the hot springs somewhere (I have no idea where). And they're linked to the taps so you can mix the hot water with normal (cold) tap water to get the temperature you like. To describe the bath place a little, since I do not have any pictures of it.... basically each 'hut' has a shade with man-made tubs with taps in the middle. There are between 4-6 tubs per hut, and 4-5 huts in the area (I think). Here you can bathe and soak in the hot water to your own liking, some people (especially smaller children) share a tub, others get one for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is also the place for people to soak their feet in, and only their feet. Here you cannot control the water temperature because it's for the public's (anyone's) feet... not individual. There are three long rectangular 'tubs' already filled with water where the water from the hot spring is channeled in here by a huge black tube/hose and any excess water goes out from holes on either sides of the tubs. I guess this is to keep the water circulating so you don't get stale/stagnant water. I'll try to illustrate this cos I can hardly put them in words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;] I [] I [] I [&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so imagine the I's are the water tubs, and the ] and [ are where people sit, with feet inside the water. So basically a lot of people can sit to soak their feet in the water, since the length of the bathe is long enough to probably hold 10-12 adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough about the bath.... because the first thing we did when we reached there was to head to the canopy walk. I mean it doesn't make sense to relax your feet or body in the hot water and then spend the next 45 minutes sweating while you climb up to the canopy walk, right? So off we go.... and to bring a camera to the place one has to pay RM5, while camcorders are charged RM20. So my dad decided we should just pay for the camera and not take videos with the camcorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how hard would the walk be, you ask? Well it's basically only a 500 meter walk.... but the tricky part is, you're climbing stairs worth 500 meters to reach to the canopy trail. Within the first 30 meters, my grand uncle and grand aunt decided they could never do it (I doubt they could too because they're so old and it gets worse as you reach higher). I helped them with the decend, advised them to wait below where the rest huts are, and then headed back up to join the group. Another group member decided to stay out of it too as she was a little weak and not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we go! I was the last person during the climb because I went to help my grand uncle and aunt decend earlier, and because my dad was the 2nd last person and I don't want him to climb without anyone behind him just in case he slips or falls and there's no one behind to catch him. Of course if he does fall and his weight overpowers my strength we'd both tumble to the bottom of the path like marbles rolling down the stairs +_+ Thank god it did not happen. Well the climb was certainly healthy, and though I do not have the amount of stamina I had a few years ago (being a lazy PC-potato doesn't help) and is less fit, I have my ego to make sure I did alright. Why my ego? Well there are people a lot older than me who are climbing and if I were to fail (ie not being able to climb) when they can, it's a huge blow to my ego. So anyways we all made it, so no ego was tarnished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canopy walk.... well.... it was.... short. Lol. Mainly because the third tree connecting to the walk had fallen 2 weeks ago and they were rebuilding the canopy walk through another route but won't be done for the next 2 months. The walk was supposed to be from one end to another, ending on another tree and taking a different route downhill back to the start, but because of the falling tree incident, the canopy was now was between 3 trees, and you'll have to make a U-turn back to where you climbed up. So instead of A-&gt;B-&gt;C-&gt;D-&gt;E it was A-&gt;B-&gt;C-&gt;B-&gt;A. Oh well, was fun nonetheless and I can still look decently cute/presentable after being so tired/sweaty and 90 feet above ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm not afraid of heights" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, my ego helped me a lot here.... I didn't want to appear scared or imagine the walk will crumble at my weight. I succeeded =P My steps were graceful, I didn't show no fear, it was fast too. Looked like a piece of cake from the outside, but inside I was going "Don't you dare make a fool of yourself, this is nothing, you have to portray to be strong!" XD Indeed I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the walk, we headed down and NOW can we go take the hot spring bath if we want to. Most of us were only keen on soaking our feet so we headed there. There was only one couple who was keen on going to the individual tub baths thingie but guess what? When the lady asked for her bag of clothes from her husband, her husband didn't know where it was. And it struck him that he left it back at the canopy walk. o.O ZOMG! He then rushed back to climb the 'hill' and told his wife to stay down below but she went up with him. Talk about unlucky. I wanted to offer my help to get it for them but they rushed too fast. It also struck me that why didn't they just ask the tour guide to contact another guide up top (they have walkie-talkies) to bring it down instead? So anyways we soaked, they went missing till 10 minutes before we had to leave. They appeared dripping in sweat but there was not much time left to go for the individual baths so they had to just be content with the leg-soaking experience. Of course later the guide told them that they should have asked him to contact the guide on top of the canopy walk (see? I was right!) and they glared at him saying how he didn't mention on purpose just to torture them with the 2nd climb. The guide could only defend himself saying that they left in such a hurry he couldn't mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Pretty pink flower-plant I saw somewhere" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to some muzium-like place where it shows all the beautiful places in Sabah, the flora and fauna of Sabah, the rare herbs they have, a display case of butterflies too! Well nothing fancy really cos I'm not into all that.... not really my cup of tea I just listen and walk and wait till we're done =P I did manage to see the time capsule placed in the muzium by our ex-prime minister though. I forgot what it was for but yeah.... it's just something I noticed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now headed back to town, and a new hotel. This time we headed to Shangrila Hotel but not the one by the beach, the one in the city. Apparently there are two Shangrila Hotels, and the one by the beach is a 5-star hotel. The one we were in was only a 3-star =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cuddling my pillows in the new hotel room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="*cuddles*" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/kk1488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there was an extra pillow and I ninja-ed it.... I love pillows.... My dad doesn't need it anyways nyahahaa....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the night to ourselves so we just walked around a little, went to some shopping mall nearby, bought some junk food (me!), drinks (dad wanted lime juice), Sabah tea (to give to some relatives who gave me money for this trip), and basically to waste some time. I bought some buns for a late night snack. I love buns XD The buns I bought I'd rate as only average though =P Had way nicer buns before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is.... Day 2. Nothing much going on because travelling took a while, and the stops were rather long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-8727200597225015417?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/8727200597225015417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=8727200597225015417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8727200597225015417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/8727200597225015417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/kota-kinabalu-day-2.html' title='Kota Kinabalu Day 2'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1970690577525206507</id><published>2007-10-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:03:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found my cables....</title><content type='html'>So that means I get to transfer and upload all the photos I needed to write the blog posts I promised =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been caught with the singing bug now.... =/ Busy singing and recording somes with 'Sound Recorder' ahahahaha.... I like my sultry voice best but it probably might sound too.... emm.... I dunno how to describe. Flirtaciously sexy? =O It does sound a little like some chick in a bar trying to get a rich man to take her home, if that's a good description. Hahahaha... so the end result was to delete it &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1970690577525206507?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1970690577525206507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1970690577525206507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1970690577525206507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1970690577525206507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-found-my-cables.html' title='I found my cables....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-34355893994720883</id><published>2007-09-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T19:07:11.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN UBER HAPPY LIKE CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>Why? Because..... &lt;a href="http://wowlase.blogspot.com/2007/09/void-reaver-who.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO HAPPY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-34355893994720883?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/34355893994720883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=34355893994720883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/34355893994720883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/34355893994720883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn-uber-happy-like-crazy.html' title='DAMN UBER HAPPY LIKE CRAZY!'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-6471083654293607607</id><published>2007-09-26T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:53:38.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't find my cables...</title><content type='html'>... to transfer my pics from my camera. And I know I have to complete my Sabah trip post too. Lol. But I really want to post about the snatch thief first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.... and some F***ing asshole asked me to have cyber sex with him on WoW. %!#$#!$#$@!#@!$!$%!$#$@$#$!#!@ will blog later on my WoW blog. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-6471083654293607607?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/6471083654293607607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=6471083654293607607&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6471083654293607607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/6471083654293607607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cant-find-my-cables.html' title='I can&apos;t find my cables...'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-107265488655643379</id><published>2007-09-19T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:09:45.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victim of a snatch thief....</title><content type='html'>... am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lost. Going to blog about it when I get back to my own PC. Be careful when you're walking anywhere, always keep your belongings tight on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-107265488655643379?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/107265488655643379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=107265488655643379&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/107265488655643379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/107265488655643379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/victim-of-snatch-thief.html' title='Victim of a snatch thief....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-1601065708328885123</id><published>2007-09-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:11:57.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much heat is bad</title><content type='html'>Reason for all my car problems posted &lt;a href="http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/car-trouble.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; was because of overheating. My radiator's water pump was not functioning, it had a leak, so basically my car was so hot that everything else went haywire too. I'm glad that's fixed though. RM190 for the repairs, and just like any other post-repair feelings, I felt the car to be a little not itself. Hehehe... Like when I drive I don't feel it's the same as I did before the problem started. But that's just me and getting used to driving a car =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... just like you don't want your PC to overheat cos it will bring lots of problems (like my graphics card went boom cos the fan was not working), or how too hot a weather would not be good for the skin, or how too high a temperature might burn something you're cooking.... too much heat is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep everything cool. If you need to make something hot, do it in a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/ResizeofRotationofIMG_1303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/Legolase/th_ResizeofRotationofIMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have no shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-1601065708328885123?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/1601065708328885123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=1601065708328885123&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1601065708328885123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/1601065708328885123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-much-heat-is-bad.html' title='Too much heat is bad'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-5852047643139241273</id><published>2007-09-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:22:05.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to kill Kiddo-kun....</title><content type='html'>... for tagging me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player must post these rules first. 2) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves. 3) People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. 4) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. 5) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I almost died when I was born, because I could not breathe&lt;br /&gt;- I have the worst memory when it comes to studies, or dates like birthdays etc&lt;br /&gt;- I may like black clothes, chains, and all those stuff screaming "bad attitude" but i still love pink, heart shaped stuff, and cute round turtles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Round cute stuff makes me go hyper, like really hyper, as long as they're really round and smooth, like a baby's butt! o.O&lt;br /&gt;- I've never spent more than RM16.90 to buy a watch, and that was the ONLY watch I bought.... all other watches are gifts&lt;br /&gt;- I keep a lot of things in heart, especially when it comes to friendship and betrayal&lt;br /&gt;- I am deadly afraid of bees.... I will scream if I see one flying towards me&lt;br /&gt;- I may look tough but I'm a scaredy cat when it comes to thriller/horror/suspense movies &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tag anyone cos.... I just don't ;) Feel free to blog about it if you want to though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-5852047643139241273?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/5852047643139241273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=5852047643139241273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5852047643139241273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/5852047643139241273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-going-to-kill-kiddo-kun.html' title='I&apos;m going to kill Kiddo-kun....'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792920.post-3083461521869970908</id><published>2007-09-11T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:16:41.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car trouble?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever imagined what would happen if you're driving along the highway at 80km/h and your engine suddenly died? Or if your brakes didn't work? Or if you need to swirve to the side to avoid a car in front but your steering wheel is locked? Or that you need to move and you pump your gas but nothing happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I was only in my housing area, not doing 80km/h on the higway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd say this.... but I was totally freaked out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5792920-3083461521869970908?l=legolase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/feeds/3083461521869970908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5792920&amp;postID=3083461521869970908&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3083461521869970908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5792920/posts/default/3083461521869970908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legolase.blogspot.com/2007/09/car-trouble.html' title='Car trouble?'/><author><name>Lase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07727417503521052048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pxxyzxqXlm0/SXnh9H7Z1UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gQgscFqIFXY/S220/DSC05968.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
