<?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-6712414764572109420</id><updated>2012-02-21T21:27:33.354+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='boring'/><category term='Games'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Taekwondo'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Eason'/><category term='PMR'/><category term='SPM'/><category term='Clubs'/><category term='Netphix'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Form 4'/><category term='markup languages'/><title type='text'>Japorized</title><subtitle type='html'>The personal website of Johnson5756(JNub). The blog was formally named as Johnson5756, then Jnub's Space and today, Japorized, a jargon born from the word "Vaporized", which means turned into vapor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3582840284410367160</id><published>2012-02-14T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T23:05:10.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Dearly Beloved All Versions</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/146/2/a/Piano_by_lateralus2112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;Okay, I admit. I'm "Dearly Beloved" crazy. And these are nearly all the beautiful version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="100px" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs26/i/2008/076/8/1/Piano_by_barrel_maker.jpg" width="525px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/a4-sqvJRm5U?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-FgYwY5F5P4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/eQ0E3dsHRV4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/i3C79ebnUMY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/g25QXnhVijQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Yna9FIlV03Y?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/WOJ6bzveAlE?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3582840284410367160?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3582840284410367160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/02/dearly-beloved-all-versions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3582840284410367160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3582840284410367160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/02/dearly-beloved-all-versions.html' title='Dearly Beloved All Versions'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a4-sqvJRm5U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8842488102568971312</id><published>2012-02-14T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T22:25:43.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>If - Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/177/9/2/Moment_of_Helplessness_by_BakaAngel93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can live yet﻿ I am dead,&lt;br /&gt;I can see yet I am blind,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear yet I am deaf,&lt;br /&gt;I can walk yet I have no legs,&lt;br /&gt;I can talk with no voice,&lt;br /&gt;I can breath even after you've taken my breath away,&lt;br /&gt;I can freeze while I am warm,&lt;br /&gt;I can bleed blue blood,&lt;br /&gt;I can also love... Yet I remain with no heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="100px" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/340/9/e/Futile_Ending____by_Engyus.jpg" width="525px" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8842488102568971312?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8842488102568971312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/02/futile-efforts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8842488102568971312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8842488102568971312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/02/futile-efforts.html' title='If - Gone'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-1214533429754188694</id><published>2012-01-19T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:47:19.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/177/e/c/why____by_eegcmnaes-d3k0hbi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;I'm completely devastated. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to think. I don't know how to do. I don't know how to protect the things I want to protect. Why does this happen? Why did I bring more torture and pain to the person I wanted to protect? Why must my parents think that way? Why must they act as if it's the end of the world and they're desperately doing what is right (for them)? Why is the problem always me? Why must I be blamed as the eldest? Why must I face all these unnecessary things that I have never the need to face? Why must I suffer the pain that I don't deserve? Why must I go through all these? Why must I surrender to my parents unacknowledged mind? Why? WHY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;I may be unruly when I'm angry. I may look like a devil when I'm angry. But I've never wanted everything to turn out like this. Why must the lot of you force me to the wall and keep on begging me to let go of you all? Don't you think it's a stupid and meaningless contradiction? Don't you think that you're playing, thinking and acting everything off your own accord and from your own perspective? Why must you be so narrow-minded? Why can't you accept? Annd even if you can't accept, why must you force me to do it your way? I don't want to. I don't want to!&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/130/a/0/The_Death_by_Elsouille.jpg" width="525px" height="100px"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must they do something like that? I really cannot understand them. It's not their nature to be like that. And I never had the intention of destroying the family. Why? The one I protect too never had the intention of destroying the family either. Why must they always think that the person wanted to destroy what they have? What would the person get? Fun? It's pointless. Why are my parents acting without logic? Why are they so narrow-minded? Why? WHYYYYYYYY!!!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-1214533429754188694?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/1214533429754188694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/01/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1214533429754188694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1214533429754188694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2012/01/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5364410817300424062</id><published>2011-12-26T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:29:57.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs51/150/i/2010/335/9/d/christmas_tree_by_dreamingindigital-dg01qd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;And here I am at North Subang Jaya with my paternal relatives celebrating Christmas Eve and Christmas. Still, I felt lonely as ever. Something's missing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;My head's been filled with millions of thoughts throughout this holiday and I just realized that some of my plans have already gone wrong, in a sense that I can't do it at all. I was thinking of doing some revision on my History but the mood isn't there at all, throughout the whole holiday. What am I to do about it?&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2009/358/a/9/This_Christmas_by_ScorpionEntity.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5364410817300424062?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5364410817300424062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-here-i-am-at-north-subang-jaya-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5364410817300424062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5364410817300424062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-here-i-am-at-north-subang-jaya-with.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-727798128501819407</id><published>2011-11-23T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T15:27:21.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Dearly Beloved II</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2010/219/d/d/On_the_Cliff_by_Seetho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Obviously there's not a Dearly Beloved II, just that I've already got a post for it so this one's the second post. Well, I just wanted to praise the song again for saving me. I'm wrecked and I quickly thought of this song. I opened it from my directory and purposely selected its mp4 file.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;And the picture was Sora standing in the sea, just like the picture I posted in the first post. Another feeling of melancholy.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs22/i/2007/329/0/c/sea_by_TheRedGirl.jpg" width="525px" height="100px"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song never failed to soothe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for the 1000th time, it still has the same effect on me...&lt;br /&gt;My bones shackle...&lt;br /&gt;My spine freezes...&lt;br /&gt;My mind pauses and slows down...&lt;br /&gt;My eyes close to the music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I stressing myself too much in life and in anything I'm doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song always makes me think. Think of what I actually want myself. Think of how to handle the things I'm facing in the right way. Of course, in a very stress-less mood. But I usually allow myself to be washed away by the music.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-727798128501819407?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/727798128501819407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/11/dearly-beloved-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/727798128501819407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/727798128501819407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/11/dearly-beloved-ii.html' title='Dearly Beloved II'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7757148277064974822</id><published>2011-11-13T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:48:20.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>First flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs13/150/i/2007/067/a/e/Aeroplanes_by_inChaos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Finally had my first trip on a plane on the 8th of November. The plane was shaky on the journey, as pre-described by my friends. A**As** really does have "some" service. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;My first flight experience isn't really a pleasant one, neither is it a bad one. It's just like riding a car or bus, except that you're travelling in the sky. I didn't even want to bother with the onboard services. I was quite fine with it, as long as I'm not bothered. *laughs... Well, I was actually minding my own business: switching on my laptop and do some coding revision, looking outside to the sky and sleep. It's a 6.30am flight after all and I didn't really get enough sleep in the bus before I get to the terminal.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs17/i/2007/221/5/4/Sky____by_Nazagal.jpg" width="525px" height="100px"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say that my first flight wasn't filled with excitement or anything. If others are looking at me at that time, they'd thought that I'm already comfortable once I got into the cabin and it might not have been my first flight. Only my brother wasn't used to it and he said that he'll hardly want to go on board again cause the atmospheric pressure is too strong for his ears and he felt dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only experienced a slight pressure on my chest during the take off. But it's gone the next moment when the plane's above ground. So I was fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destination was Macao, China and we landed safely at 10.45am(Macao time, GTM +8). Then travelled to ZhuHai, China by bus passing the customs (cause the political administration is different at China mainland and Macao).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've not been online for days. Well, there was once but I can't get access to many websites as China blocked many websites so it's just like not going online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh... I'm feeling quite uneasy now... Not that I'm going to be sick but maybe my feelings.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7757148277064974822?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7757148277064974822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-flight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7757148277064974822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7757148277064974822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-flight.html' title='First flight'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7736132618324310136</id><published>2011-10-20T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T16:58:03.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Dearly Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/2/27118/625279-sora_super.jpg" width="115px" height="150px"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;This song is so beautiful that I'm now addicted to it and have to listen to it every day It's not really called poisonous cause it's soothing and calm. This version I'm posting here even has the raining background with it. Plus, you can definitely hear a little from the waves as I've listened to the original of this version before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Just click on the title of this post to see the embedded video and listen to it. :)&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pby2r_7Nj4A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7736132618324310136?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7736132618324310136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/10/dearly-beloved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7736132618324310136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7736132618324310136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/10/dearly-beloved.html' title='Dearly Beloved'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pby2r_7Nj4A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8998590908783998820</id><published>2011-08-01T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:04:47.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Renovating again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s1600/Personal.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;I'm now thinking of giving my blog a fresh new paint all over. Perhaps the contents might change a little. You know, a blog can't stand long if you aren't having active updates from time to time or keeping your blog under a certain design for too long. It kills your readers (not that I'm using words that are too emphasizing... :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Actually, I've been having the urge to change the appearance of my blog for a while but I've been currently busy with school and life. I'm quite satisfied with my current situation, even though not quite at times. So perhaps I won't do too recently cause another freaking exam is just around the corner and I have a Farewell Party to conduct. lol &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="125px" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/320/9/c/renovation_by_SAMLIM.jpg" width="525px" /&gt; I won't spill the beans to anyone about how's it going to be designed (except if you did notice the link I posted on Facebook on my wall). It's better not to let the cat out yet. xD  Well this is just a short post about what's coming soon. So the renovation starts when you visit this blog and gets linked to a "Under Construction" page. haha... So watch out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8998590908783998820?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8998590908783998820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/08/renovating-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8998590908783998820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8998590908783998820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/08/renovating-again.html' title='Renovating again?'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s72-c/Personal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8573025902557037481</id><published>2011-08-01T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:37:32.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Portal 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.gamespotcdn.net/gamespot/images/2011/108/reviews/991073_20110419_gum001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;I had accidentally bumped into this game called Portal 2 when I was scourging online around for games about a month ago. It's a game which, in my opinion, can sharpen your mind so trains you to think fast, decide fast and act fast. Players have their thinking time narrowed down to only several seconds when they're travelling through portals in the game, especially when their are required to travel to far and high platforms. Whoops! Have I introduced what's a portal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;In this game, the main, and perhaps the only weapon you have, is a portal gun, which when you shoot it at a concrete wall, it creates a portal that allows you to travel to another portal. Both portals are from our portal gun, orange and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="125px" src="http://image.gamespotcdn.net/gamespot/images/titles/product/3/991073.jpg" width="525px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't played this game yet, anyhow. But based on the trailer I've watched, and from my friends sharing on Portal 1 (which they downloaded when I introduced them to Portal 2 == ), I already have a rough image of the whole game. It sounded really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just an intro to gamers who accidentally bump into my blog. lol...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8573025902557037481?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8573025902557037481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/08/portal-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8573025902557037481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8573025902557037481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/08/portal-2.html' title='Portal 2'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2755103594230645371</id><published>2011-07-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:38:18.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taekwondo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Form 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/193/5/d/enough_responsibility_by_burdge_bug-d3nm1ns.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;Been selected as the President of the school Taekwondo club, the Secretary of the school Christian Fellowship Club (I'm not a Christian though), and the Treasurer of the school Kelab Bahasa Melayu. Well that sounded "great", right? Having playing all different roles at once. I never expected this to happen. Well, I'll always have to expect the unexpected. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Nevertheless, I've only started my role as a President cause the others, which are still not passed on to me yet, are under the old seniors' work cause they didn't fulfill their duties yet. The thing is, I'm not feeling any pressure. Perhaps I'm already used to it even though I was never given pressure by others. I pressure myself usually. It's a motivating action after all. Self-motivation is somehow important. However, one would always meet desperate moments in life. Thank god I have a very good friend who's always there supporting me. :) (lol... Oh, I love my friend... xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="100px" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/300/8/a/Cullernose_Cliffs_by_heavilystained.jpg" width="525px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm actually facing a problem, which I don't really see it as a problem but it makes out another one for me, which on the contrary is kinda problematic. I don't know if I should write it so I'm waiting for replies in the comment section to see your respond. If you're wanting to know, just drop a message saying you want to know about the problem and I'll write it in a new blog post or just put an extra slip into this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm now organizing a farewell party which I'm not sure which date should I fix now. It was fixed before but many things happened and it varied. I'm not getting a very good response from my committee team. They aren't giving me enough confidence to do work well along with them. I really hope that they can be more dedicated in doing their job, even if they don't like it. A mission is a mission and it is to be fulfilled. We're always made to do things we don't like to. We might be able to choose at times but not all of them gives you an option. So when it comes to doing things we don't like or are not interested in, but ordered by our superiors, just do it. I know that I have once been rebellious with this problem but I've already learnt my lesson. This is life, and it is to be accepted, not escape from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference&lt;/blockquote&gt;Therefore, I really do hope that we can all change our behavior together (cause perhaps I'm still caught within it). We work as a team and it's time to put an end to individualistic mindsets. Think of possibilities, not impossibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we'll put an end to that matter now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with me recently, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;Lost my voice a voice a week ago. And even now, I can hardly reach certain notes when I'm singing. I'm not very talented or skilled but I could sing well. *sigh... Now I'm looking for a way to make my voice recover faster. Drinking water hardly helped. Need some suggestions... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end here... :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2755103594230645371?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2755103594230645371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/07/responsibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2755103594230645371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2755103594230645371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/07/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5194919855068714688</id><published>2011-06-28T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:38:54.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Crumpled</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/166/e/8/tree_of_life_by_cloudminedesign-d3izamu.jpg" width="120" height="90" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Life's been like a piece of crumpled paper. I don't know why I'm using that as my adjective. But some things have been so wrong and I just can't tell why. I know that something is afoot but I don't think I can solve it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;I noticed some changes in one of my friends attitude towards me. Yet, I can't tell if it's an underestimation or jealousy. He's like trying to argue over everything with me. He's so full of himself, I can hear that in his voice. And he's underestimating my knowledge and thinking skills, having the thought that I think like a little kid, not knowing the pros and cons of every single issue I'm discussing with him.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/085/b/4/b4eaec65c2a4e22dd90744cc310b06ba.jpg" width="525px" height="150px" style="border-top-left-radius: 10px; border-bottom-right-radius: 10px;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, frankly, I don't really see his maturity in solving the problems I discuss with him. All he knows is to tell me to do everything that he considers correct, without a consolidated reason that I can trust. He'll just say that my ideas are all failures whereas his are all fresh and juicy ones, where I don't see that it is. There are so many weaknesses but as I point them out, he'll just say something like, "Bah! Just do it and you'll know that I'm right." What the hell!? His ideas were applied by others before but they all failed and he's going to use it on the same situation again? And he's telling me that I'm just not thinking rationally. Please, I tried his ways before but I ended up facing the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what's up with him. We were in the same group in both the Chemistry lab and the Biology lab. We had both the lessons today and we did experiments. I wasn't really listening to the Chemistry teacher as I was certain of what she was teaching and we already have the worksheets handed out, with the procedures of the experiment written clearly on them. When I was checking on the materials we prepared, I noticed some mistakes and I told everyone. He was like, "Weren't you listening to the teacher?" and everyone looked at him. One of my team mates replied in a sarcastic way, saying that "Yeah yeah. You're the only one who listened to the teacher." which actually he wasn't (I know as I was sitting right beside him). And I was very certain that one of our apparatus has some problems and yet he said that we're only setting the apparatus in the wrong way. I told him that we've checked if all the apparatus was function-able and only the electrolytic cell (we were doing the experiment for electrolysis) was not functioning. And he was like, "No way" as he kept on commenting that our set-up of the electrolytic cell was wrong. *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, at the Biology lab, we were experimenting on energy values. Honestly, I have a clear picture of the whole experiment after reading the procedures a few times. The experiment was simple but the guy was making things bad. I really don't know what's the fuss with him. We had to burn some nuts to find out its energy value and one of them was a groundnut. The groundnut was poked with a needle and was attached to a lump of plasticine on the other end. I told him to poke deeper into the groundnut to avoid it from falling when it was burnt (as the first one did, this was the second one) and he replied in disdain, "Some things are easier said than done." I was so shocked at the way he said that. Was poking a groundnut so hard? OMG... And one of my friends protected me by saying, "Do you have to 'shoot' at him like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just don't know what's with him. I did notice his change in attitude towards me since a few weeks ago but I neglected it as I was thinking perhaps he was just not in a good mood or I would just take his comments as his ideas. But he's getting a little too over recently and it seems that I should have some action yet I don't know what to do. *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it might also be my problem. Perhaps something I did made him change. I don't know. I never did anything. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit...&lt;br /&gt;After a little thinking and a few comments from my friends, I think that it's my problem. Perhaps I'm kinda narrow-minded... *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is what I have to say...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5194919855068714688?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5194919855068714688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/crumpled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5194919855068714688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5194919855068714688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/crumpled.html' title='Crumpled'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4255660167530245326</id><published>2011-06-10T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:13:33.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Game freak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/144/9/6/call_of_duty__modern_warfare_3_by_jose144-d3h5skx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="fl"&gt;I'm not much of a gamer. So you can say that I'm a game graphic quality connoisseur. I'm, like normal boys, fairly attracted to games with good graphic quality. So I don't know who I stumble upon this but here's the link to share:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/gamesblog/2011/may/24/modern-warfare-3-trailer" target="_tab"&gt;Modern Warfare 3 Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;I really gotta admit that the graphic quality is awesome. Modern Warfare 3 will tell the story of US Delta Force operatives and British SAS forces teaming up against the Russian ultranationalists who have made the critical mistake of invading their home turf. There's even water diving... Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too bad the game will only be released in November 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. It's a little late but lucky to have it after the exams. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post for discovering that Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 is coming soon. Sharing with other CoD fans. haha...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4255660167530245326?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4255660167530245326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/game-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4255660167530245326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4255660167530245326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/game-freak.html' title='Game freak?'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5450710353076103633</id><published>2011-06-03T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:54:19.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Spring | Complication</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/124/4/0/fallen_sakura_by_whokilledbambismom-d3fkxrf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;春又來 人已去 風煙殘 夕陽晚&lt;br /&gt;櫻花開 頃刻散 零亂&lt;br /&gt;年光逝 韶華落 飛絮轉 不堪看&lt;br /&gt;路漫漫 空夢斷 零亂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;渡忘川 彼岸 忘不掉 人長歎&lt;br /&gt;古井下 月光思念裝滿&lt;br /&gt;櫻花瓣 飛過 風幽怨 水清寒&lt;br /&gt;離傷黯 遊絲轉 零亂&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="410" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RqS_PxMHqV8?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I have to say that this piece is very beautiful. The Chinese version of this song has its lyric so immaculately written. Don't ask why (cause I don't know) I started posting poems and songs. I just feel like doing so. :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5450710353076103633?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5450710353076103633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/spring-complication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5450710353076103633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5450710353076103633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/spring-complication.html' title='Spring | Complication'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RqS_PxMHqV8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2131496986914341308</id><published>2011-06-02T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:10:39.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Alone Complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs19/150/i/2009/150/a/6/grief_by_grace_note.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I stand alone, &lt;br /&gt;I fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;In my deepest sorrow i grief.&lt;br /&gt;I grief for a touch, for a smile...&lt;br /&gt;I grief for love; &lt;br /&gt;I grief for live...&lt;br /&gt;I grief and i beg, &lt;br /&gt;For the heat of an angel to save me...&lt;br /&gt;For the simplest touch of a lover...&lt;br /&gt;For the complex soul of a writer...&lt;br /&gt;And i fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone...&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone complex.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e2vXkl08B0I?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2131496986914341308?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2131496986914341308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/stand-alone-complex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2131496986914341308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2131496986914341308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/stand-alone-complex.html' title='Stand Alone Complex'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e2vXkl08B0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4388112425365030331</id><published>2011-06-01T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:37:40.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs41/f/2009/018/9/4/i_know_im_an_IDIOT_by_ohhperttylights.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Ok... I really don't know what to write but I just have the knack to post an update here. :P So just take as an idiot writing a post. (The picture beside is cool!!! The wrongly spelt "idoit" impacts more that I'm one :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Nothing much happened except for the mid-year exam. I don't know what am I gonna get but somehow I got a feeling that I did pretty well, except for a few subjects which requires memorizing work like History and Moral. My Moral was only 51 (I'm pwned...) cause I forgot to apply the answer technique. I'm so against the technique concept of answering questions. And plus, you'll have to remember all the facts that are given in a book of notes. That comes more to memorizing and I suck on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Additional Maths. Well it's not as hard as it seems to many (honestly...). I got a 92 at first. But when I check how did the teacher mark, I was like "Hey, I should get 99". I was pinned down for 7 marks. I argued with the teacher but she only gave me 95. I'm still at a lost of 4. I'm not really wanting to fight for it if my Moral is not at a mark that low. These points now mean to me, even if it's only 4 marks. I want my average to at least maintain at the A level, or rise if possible. The teacher did not want to give me my 4 marks and she showed me the marking scheme. For those who can understand, read the quote below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Teacher: Here, this is the marking scheme. See, you did not do what the scheme wants. You should change the base of the log here and then expand. Compare what you did and what's in the scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In the scheme (roughly something like that)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log&lt;sub&gt;12&lt;/sub&gt;36&lt;br /&gt;=log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;36/log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;=log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;9+log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;4/log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;3+log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;=2p+q/p+q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log&lt;sub&gt;12&lt;/sub&gt;36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;=log&lt;sub&gt;12&lt;/sub&gt;12+log&lt;sub&gt;12&lt;/sub&gt;3 &lt;= 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;=1+(log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;3/log&lt;sub&gt;m&lt;/sub&gt;12) &lt;= 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=1+(p/p+q)&lt;br /&gt;=2p+q/p+q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: I did change the base? I did it here(&lt;= 1).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teacher: ... Well, you shouldn't do it here too. But since that you did it, the change of base, I'll give you one mark. You can't get your 3 marks cause you did not expand your log.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well the expansion is here. (&lt;= 2)Teacher: It's correct but you shouldn't do it here cause the scheme didn't state it. So I can't give you marks.Me: o.0 . . . There're a million ways solving this question and you'll want to follow the scheme only? omg . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Rules are rules, boy. I'm the teacher and I follow the scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: o.0 . . .&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Actually, my working could have been shorter... lol... I'm just thinking for her to ease her job...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm completely wordless with this women. And I'm not the only one who's got this problem. Many in the class too faced this problem. *shakes head and sighs. . .&lt;br /&gt;Well we're (my friends and I) gonna claim our rightful marks when school reopens. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Perhaps I do have something to write after all... And just to show you that there's this kind of a teacher alive in my school teaching my class. Oh well... Mind as well end now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4388112425365030331?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4388112425365030331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4388112425365030331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4388112425365030331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-6176756888079679406</id><published>2011-04-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:38:46.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden urge to write</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs6/150/i/2005/081/9/3/Pencil_by_ivanjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;I suddenly felt like writing something so I posted up. I must have been numbed by my homework. I still owe an oral script to my Chinese teacher and I have History homework to submit by tomorrow. Oh great, how am I going to have everything settled in time? And there's a freaking Moral project up ahead. And I just remembered that I have an Art assignment to hand up. OMG... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;And now I'm looking at some artworks that I find quite creative, simple and lively. Here are a few picked ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/275/8/3/pencil_vs_camera___35_by_benheine-d2zy2kg.jpg" style="height: 250px; width: 400px; border: 0; box-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #000; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/105/7/7/Pencil_Vs_Camera___4_by_BenHeine.jpg" style="height: 250px; width: 400px; border: 0; box-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #000; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/323/9/8/pencil_vs_camera___38_by_benheine-d3357al.jpg" style="height: 275px; width: 400px; border: 0; box-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #000; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/278/5/d/pencil_vs_camera___36_by_benheine-d304dhd.jpg" style="height: 300px; width: 400px; border: 0; box-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #000; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! This one's my favorite piece among all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/112/8/0/Pencil_Vs_Camera___9_by_BenHeine.jpg" style="height: 350px; width: 400px; border: 0; box-shadow: 0px 0px 8px #000; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view the whole album &lt;a href="http://benheine.deviantart.com/gallery/25132782" target="_tab"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I have a sudden urge to buy a camera and capture everything around. haha...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh... Finally I burned off the urge to write. I left some for the script anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, I just wanna sigh like I never did, that's all...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-6176756888079679406?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/6176756888079679406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/04/sudden-urge-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6176756888079679406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6176756888079679406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/04/sudden-urge-to-write.html' title='Sudden urge to write'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7153844769029112289</id><published>2011-03-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:03:47.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First term - over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s1600/Personal.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;It's like it's been ages since I last wrote here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;It's the start of the first term holiday but it really doesn't feel like one at all. Maybe it's cause the exam has just ended. And plus, everything was flashing around. Time shot itself as fast as a bullet from a sniper. And in the blink of an eye, I'm just less than 20 months of time to sit for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first term ended nonchalantly, if that is considered as a yes. Nothing fascinating happened in the last two months (my grandfather's death is not in the count). And I'm starting to feel abandoned by the class. I was absent at school for a day and I felt that I missed a whole week of school. I'm completely left behind in certain subjects. And the worst thing is, I only knew that the pore and carrier proteins can actually flow around the plasma membrane a day before I took the Biology paper. If my sixth sense didn't tell me to go online and have a good look at the model on YouTube, I wouldn't have known it, even until now. And I thought I found something that I can share to my friends. And when I told them, they said something like "What? You don't know that? The teacher taught it before." And when I claimed that I was absent, they said, "That's your problem then. You never asked so we thought you know." How could I ever have related those two together then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm quite disappointed to see that my Additional Mathematics had only scored 90 marks, which I had expected it to be around 95 (I'm not showing off!). I did two silly mistakes and there's one question that the teacher purposely looked for a flaw. It was completely flawless but she deducted my marks because I shortened a step which it wasn't wholly in her department which was Mathematics. The exercise was did like more than a hundred times before and I already have the habit of flying over the thing. The working steps are only making things worse but she insisted on showing it which I don't know why. It isn't a part of Add Maths at all, just pure Modern Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Malay had 83 marks, which was very unstable from my point of view. I might just get a B+ in the mid year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently "threw" into a Parliamentary Debate in Malay language. I was completely bamboozled when my name was suggested, Malay was my worst language between my first three primary tongues. My English is a lot better than my Malay. And they require crazy high standard language, which I can reach in, say, 10 years time? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm running scarce in words now. Allow me to just end this post by writing, -END TRANSMISSION-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7153844769029112289?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7153844769029112289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-term-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7153844769029112289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7153844769029112289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-term-over.html' title='First term - over!!!'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s72-c/Personal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8193417727631463846</id><published>2011-02-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:56:41.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His last breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs28/150/f/2008/047/a/1/Flowers__by_spacedude89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;It was 5 in the morning while he was lying on his bed. He couldn't sit up or stand by himself. His muscles were atrophied. Only his hands were able to sway around the air and around his side. He could hardly flip his body to lie comfortably on his bed. What is worse? He had dementia, and he could hardly speak. He could only mumble in a very low voice, sometimes he couldn't even make a sound through his thorax. And suddenly, he felt very sleepy, his body even weaker than before. He knew that his time was up. And then, he closed his eyes, counting his time to eternal rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;When it reaches around 6am, his drew his last breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing outside my father's car, waiting as he was answering a phone call (6.30am). I did not overhear what he was saying to the phone. He just nodded a little and mumbled a few "yes". He closed his phone and walked out to send my sisters and I to school. Out of curiosity, I asked about the phone. And father announced my grandfather's sudden leave to the other world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandfather wasn't someone who jokes a lot but he had a very interesting story in his childhood days. When he was 7, like most 7-year-old boy, he liked swords and knives. It was the Japanese rule that time. He was walking on the street when he saw... maybe a kempetai... and he walked up to him and unsheathed his katana. They said that when a katana was unsheathed, blood must be spilt. Fortunately, the kempetai was kind-hearted and he cut his own thigh or something and let my grandfather go. Or else, this blog wouldn't have been established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing is that when I was around 6 or 7, while he was still sane (no dementia), he used to carry boulders with his car. That's why we used to call him "Batu" grandpa. No one really knows why did he carry those boulders except for his children and grandchildren. It was because he wanted to make the road to one of his lands easier. He was making a road all by himself, just for his descendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he had passed away, we, as the child or grandchild, which didn't take care of him well in his living years, should do all our best for him for his life in the afterlife (for my religion, that is). For instance, fulfilling his ideal funeral which he had thought for himself. My mom said that grandfather mentioned that he wanted his funeral in a specific manner a couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note&lt;br /&gt;I might not be as active cause my mom is not allowing me to use the pc for even 5 minutes. :P (Don't know what's a computer doing in my house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8193417727631463846?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8193417727631463846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/02/his-last-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8193417727631463846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8193417727631463846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/02/his-last-breath.html' title='His last breath'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4454214256130118425</id><published>2011-01-28T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:44:11.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs41/150/i/2009/016/0/a/Busy_Hour_by_pZhanQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Finally, the last freaking school day of January. Things had been really nasty for this month. Many of my homework wasn't done even 'til midnight. For example, today. My Malay essay wasn't even finished on time and I was scolded for not managing my time well. But the real thing is, I have less than 3 hours to do my homework, after spending five over three of my day on tuition and school, and I only had less than 5 hours of sleep. I'm feeling really exhausted when I was school but I still had to get my job done on time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Chinese New Year is here again and my family had done the house chores a month ago so that just left us with the minor stuffs. And we didn't really do an all out on the new year stocks so things are gonna run a little scarce (that's what I estimate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pft... All the hard work had made me lack ideas of writing. I can't even think of how to write the Commonwealth Essay for this year. Looks like things are gonna get a lot crapy in the not-as-distant future.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4454214256130118425?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4454214256130118425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-rush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4454214256130118425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4454214256130118425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-rush.html' title='In a rush'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-1912064784227963013</id><published>2011-01-19T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T17:43:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>61st post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s1600/Personal.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;It's already my 61st post and yet I didn't notice 'til now. :P In Chinese, we call sixty years "一甲". My Chinese is not very good so I don't know if I can use it for this case. Well I'll keep the summary up first for the 100th post which is 39 posts away. haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Recently, if I were to draw and plot a graph for the amount of homework against time, it would be reaching somewhere so high that I had never reached. Okay, I know that I should spend less time online but I'm a coder and I get online to learn new stuff. Not like my siblings, who gets on the web only for Facebook (bro goes for games nevertheless...). And they'll be spending most of their online hours staring at Facebook (still, games for my bro... lol). See how the blog goes now? Now I have the bottom toolbar in a better state. It's above everything in the blog and won't be blocked by the footer like before. I also added some anchoring element to it, hanging to the footer, the search box, the dropbox and the twitter stream. And I too got myself a jQuery accordion which it's still under my screwdriver and screws. The thing is... I'm kinda impressed with my creativity. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is drawing near and erm... Lot's of stuff are gonna happen. Stocking up at the mall, getting new clothes and everything that's repeated every year. I don't know if I still got the chance since that my teachers are spamming my days with homework, and they aren't gonna let my friends and I catch a breath even if it's a public festival or holiday. *sigh...&lt;br /&gt;There goes my one week break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things I should be happy is that I'm starting to understand jQuery. I'm now trying to use it throughout the blog, optimizing it of course. Just that I ain't gonna be making my blog lag too much. The affiliation page looks a'-o'-perfect with the jQuery tooltip. I'm gonna rework with the 'About Me' page, cause I found out that CSS Animations only work in webkit browsers like Google Chrome and Safari. Even Mozilla Firefox 4 Beta 7 can't read it (I mean the glow button). Perhaps I'll play around it with box-shadow again... lol&lt;br /&gt;Been hanging out a lot with box-shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just established a Chinese blog for myself. It's still under maintenance but it's accessible alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;http://japorized-cn.blogspot.com&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still very ugly to me but I'm already moving a few contents into it. The design is not ready yet, and there's only one post. I'm not gonna design it as designing this site. Maybe making it a little related with Chinese cultures. It's still blue alright but it's gonna change real soon when I got the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O...k... How am I ending this...&lt;br /&gt;Ok lemme do this...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;!-- END 61st post! --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-1912064784227963013?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/1912064784227963013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/61st-post.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1912064784227963013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1912064784227963013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/61st-post.html' title='61st post!'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s72-c/Personal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-6882486811146369398</id><published>2011-01-12T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:08:26.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs8/150/i/2005/312/1/b/busy_by_konehita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;I can't really say that it's very busy at school, since the unfortunate incident happened and all the school co-curricular activities are forced to make an instant halt in conjunction with the event. So no extra activities for everyone for the next two weeks (one week is passing already), meaning that we have more time for the moment. Perfe... Erm... I can't use the word perfect, right? Cause it's like I'm not respecting the deceased. Let's just say that I'm using the free time to get use to my Form 4 life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;First things first, I can easily get use to things around me. And the environment now is good and slow enough to fill up most of my leisure time. Getting used to the new way of life everyday. Wakes up at 5.45am and leaves school at 1.40pm and such. Homework is getting heavier by day but still am capable of handling it for now. Well, probably the most important thing that I need to focus now is the March monthly examinations. I know that it's quite far for some cause it's only January and we are like just started our school for two weeks. But I'm serious guys. I'm not taking any chances of failing any subjects of my first test. Make it Additional Maths, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, History or all the other "blah blah blah"s. Yeah, go ahead and give me any nicknames for this "kiasu" type of me. Let's just say I have high expectations for myself, okay? Even my parents won't pressure me so much (this might be the first time... or the second if someone else did before me... that &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; am pressuring myself, not my parents... lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you have the same feeling but I think I'm starting to like Additional Mathematics. It's not that I like the teacher, or my tuition one (he's a whole lot better than the one at school...). But it's like I'm addicted to numerics recently. Closing my eye lids would launch me onto a journey of numbers. I can see the numbers dancing while forming equations or expressions. At first, I thought I was nuts but now I see that it's searching for a place inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been very busy. I don't got a chance to get online and now I have to bear with my sleepiness and come online. I was elected as Treasurer in class. The work is simple but when I saw the list of bills coming, and after calculation, my class was already starting to spend a total of RM250+... 0.0 Well that was surprising...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... *yawn... I'm really tired today. Still not used to wake up at 5.45 every morning. So au revior yo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-6882486811146369398?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/6882486811146369398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6882486811146369398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6882486811146369398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/full.html' title='Full?'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8636972633881856866</id><published>2011-01-04T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:43:45.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='markup languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Form 4'/><title type='text'>Targeting targets</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs46/150/i/2009/151/1/9/target_by_Itsumurah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;The newborn 2011 is finally starting to make it's first crawl for students as the first day of school starts. And today, we, as the fresh breed of Form 4 students of the school, are to choose our desired straits, or streams as it's called here (I don't know why I called them straits when not calling them as Science Stream, Arts Stream or Science Account Stream). I chose the Science Stream, and definitely after a few fighting in my head alright. I was deciding on Science Stream or Science Account Stream (I'll censor the word Stream from now on... Real waste in words).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Actually, there's no need to struggle between these two in other schools. But it's cause by one tiny trouble that the Science students caused last year, when Accountancy Principle starts to require a folio for their new SPM format. They were late to pass up their messy work and the teachers got really frustrated about that and made up their mind to &lt;b&gt;prohibit the coming Science student to take up Accountancy Principle?&lt;/b&gt; This is madness, mind you. It really cause a havoc to us, the new Form 4 students, on whether to decide on Science or Science Account, cause, thanks to our teachers' laziness, we're gonna go on a tough decision on Biology or Accountancy Principle and you can't have both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's no more happy ending for the '11 Form 4's when we reach Form 5 and take up SPM. The most you can take if you're in Science is 11, including Visualized Arts (that's for me), and not 12, unless you take Chinese Literature (but you'll need to be very pro in Chinese, but well, I'm just an amateur). Science Account students won't have to chance to get Bio on so there's another 11 but same case for 12. And if they are wanting to go for something that is Science-related in the U's, their efforts are gonna fall short. As for Arts students, they won't have that opportunity cause they have no Physics, Chemistry nor Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the real school starts by tomorrow for the Form 4's. Let's just hope that all will do well even though some are separated by straits now but we'll all be as one 'til, perhaps even after Form 5 for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what am I gonna do this year is yet I'm not sure. But I'll not be the old me anymore, I think. I won't loaf around much these days and put more into studying, but still, another part of me will still be with the markup languages. Perhaps this year, I'll try to get javascript and jQuery handled and get my HTML better and more stable cause I think I'm still really weak in certain sections. And as for formal school education (haha, can't help remembering that one of my teachers too said that Malaysian Education is a real baby), I'm not gonna sit there quietly and be the old guy staying behind in rankings. I'll try defeating that guy, he's just too arrogant and I can't stand arrogance these days. And I'm gonna show him that he's so wrong to be arrogant and to ever look down on students from villages. Oh, I'll show him alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Chinese New Year is probably coming in a few weeks. And the school's already has a lot of planned activities for the students, especially for us the upper forms. So in two weeks time, there'll be an Eco-conscious Project. And throughout the coming weeks, I reckon, that house training will be as frequent. And not to forget the Cross Country Race for the school. Well, it's quite normal to be busy in school days every dawn of the year. And else I need to find for some tuition out there. I don't think I'm gonna get pass the first test if I don't get ready in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really does projects faster when you grow older. So, I think it's value is somewhere more valuable than gold now. lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8636972633881856866?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8636972633881856866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/targeting-targets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8636972633881856866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8636972633881856866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2011/01/targeting-targets.html' title='Targeting targets'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3519699125253712809</id><published>2010-12-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:22:04.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reboot | Restart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s1600/Personal.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Well school's coming back in a couple of days, and to be more accurate, it's not more than 7 days. Hmm... "Time to get ready for school," that would be what a lot would say. But I'm not gonna do the same thing. I'm rebooting, just as a pc going to start after a shut down. Everything needs to start anew for every year is a new year and you can't keep things the same every year.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Plans for new war (year)? I don't need a plan, actually. I'll just set myself a target and I'll be shooting myself towards it. :) I'm not kidding. My parents are not the ones that made me get 8A's in my PMR, it was me myself. That's why I always tell myself to never want others to wish for my own targets. I set them myself and I'll fulfill them one by one by myself. It's a good thing though, cause I'd be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite glad with this year actually. It started... not quite well, but ended perfectly. My days had never been as perfect, considering from the past to the last, but this is a special year. Do hope that the luck will last 'til the end of this year which is 31st December 2010, and not be like when it was 2007. (Sad story it was and with the Chinese word on, 不堪回首)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my first blog post with my MacBook Pro. Was surprised when my I got it from my aunt. My Dad bought it though. I was only saying that it would be nice to have my own MacBook and was expecting it as my SPM present cause I'll be using more when I'm in college or university. But since that it's bought now so I'll just have to fully optimise it. Getting Coda (a coding software with markup language reference &lt;== COOL!!!) and all the Adobe products to this MacBook. :DWell... It's quite late now actually, in Malaysia. So to shorten things up, nice year!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3519699125253712809?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3519699125253712809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/reboot-restart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3519699125253712809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3519699125253712809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/reboot-restart.html' title='Reboot | Restart'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s72-c/Personal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2655858072418825496</id><published>2010-12-23T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T14:32:55.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://png.findicons.com/files/icons/977/rrze/150/doctoral_cap.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;23rd of December, as announced by the Ministry of Education, is the release date of the PMR results. To my amazement, I wasn't as nervous as I expect myself to be. Whereas, I took it as just some normal day taking a normal result. Only that the teachers are distributing the results in the school hall but that doesn't mean that I should be nervous of that. Before stepping into the hall, I, as when I was sitting for PMR, took a deep breath and walked in with my friends in queues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;According to the name list of the class, I was the 17th student that was taking the results, everything went on smoothly and I receive my result in a short time. The teacher in charge of my class, which is also my Chinese teacher, Pn. Chuah, for this year, mouthed a "Congrats!" in Chinese and I knew my own result before looking at it. I was planning to not look at it and ask my friends to tell me my result. Well, there goes the fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a surprise that I got straight A's since that Pn. Chuah had let the cat of out my bag. And I was relieved to know that nearly everyone in my class got the same result except two unfortunate ones. Really do feel down for them, being the only two that didn't get the similar end even though in the same class. But luck is another important thing in stuff like this. Hope that they won't be too disappointed in their results and keep up the good work in the future, like SPM, cause they're not that bad. Probably going to be better than me anytime from now. :) (If you're the unlucky one and reading this, let me tell you that you're doing it great and keep up the good work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You don't know how much is a straight A for PMR? Well some really do don't know that there's a difference between different races and schools. For mine, it's a Chinese under-government high-school. So according to majority and normally, students take up to 8 subjects, naming Malay, Chinese, English, Mathematics, Science, History, Geography and Living Skills. 8 is not a small number though for subjects. For the Chinese, it's a number of prosperity, no doubt, as it rhymes and nearly has the same pronunciation as "发", which means prosper in Chinese. But in this case it just doesn't seem so stuck with the old beliefs, eh? *chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's next? SPM is just two short years later and I don't think I do have time to joke around that thing. It's like a matter of life and death for many students. And they say that it's a large gap between PMR and SPM even though it's only two years in time. This reminds me of my Standard 4, when they also tell the same that Standard 3 and 4 has a large gap between them and it can decide your coming UPSR, PMR and SPM. And I remember that I failed in my Malay essay exam with a 38, I think. That's the lowest mark I have ever achieved through my 15 years of life. I'm lucky to have my own ego in stuff like this so fortunately, I stood up and continued my education journey to today. Now, this gap, no one had ever described how large is it to me before, and I have a sinking feeling that many of us are gonna fall real hard on that cement floor. (Just to emphasize... lol) Hope that we can all just leap over that fencing and continue on with the coming war, SPM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, shouldn't I feel happy with what I have now? Not really actually. It's not that I'm not satisfied of something cause I reached the target of the year. It's just that I found something... wordless... on a friend of mine. Something's wrong with him recently. He wasn't someone like this. He's supposed to be someone cheerful, optimistic, jolly and encouraging others. But, recently, something's definitely wrong. He became really quiet and doesn't really want to talk about anything. It's like he just changed into someone else in just a few months (I noticed this since the end of the PMR trial). I just can't tell what's wrong but I'm definite that a screw just got loose. Gonna talk to him when school re-opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, aside of my friend's problem, I'm really relieved to know that finally the waiting had passed and another dimension of education is sitting ahead waiting for my friends and I to venture into it. ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2655858072418825496?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2655858072418825496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/result-release.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2655858072418825496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2655858072418825496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/result-release.html' title='Result Release'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-6995435075202673205</id><published>2010-12-19T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:55:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaporized - Japorized</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s1600/Personal.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;Bonjour and I hope that you would enjoy the unexpected change in address together with a few parts that are beginning to change. Sticking to one theme or images too long can be a matter of over-encumbrance, a burden in simple words. I have changed the title of the blog from &lt;i&gt;JNub's Space&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;Japorized&lt;/i&gt;. There're actually a few reasons to why I do so. &lt;i&gt;JNub's Space&lt;/i&gt; was a name I, hmm... how to explain... gave as I had no other better names in store (brain :p). And why &lt;i&gt;Japorized&lt;/i&gt;? Erm... long story actually, so not in the first paragraph... lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Japorized&lt;/i&gt;, is a name given from the word &lt;i&gt;Vaporized&lt;/i&gt; (American spelling). The "V" is then substituted to "J" which is my initial. It now means a forgotten person, as if vaporized from the world. As to why so, I don't really wanna say about that. I've been sad enough on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2010 is dying already and what have I done this year. It's time for a sum up. Let's see, I wholly improved my HTML and CSS skills and learned up a little javascript and jQuery. And I've got myself Adobe Photoshop CS5, Adobe Dreamweaver CS5 and Adobe Fireworks CS5 (which the last one, I still don't know what it is... :P). Comparing to my wishlist this year, I did a little extra on them. I was only wishing for Photoshop CS4 while in mid-year, CS5 popped out of nowhere and starts to rule the graphic world. And Dreamweaver, never thought I'll be using that but at least it's better than using only Notepad which doesn't give you a live-preview. Fireworks is still in my download list. HTML, omg... HTML5 was introduced mid-year. Many don't know about this baby and just laughs at you when you tell them that there's something called HTML5 out there. HTML4, for me, totally sucked out cause the first html tag is too long and you have to remember some kind of address. As for HTML5, simple and fast, sums up all the yakking with only &amp;lt;!DOCTYPE html&gt;. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing around Blogger HTML while I accidentally bumped into CSS. The first thing I touched was, of course, the body tag. I was looking for 'How to change your background image in Blogger' with Google. That introduced me to start playing around with CSS so that's about 2 years I've been with it. And I mastered it faster than I expected. My CSS skills is a whole lot better than my HTML skills. It's so simple and I think I should teach Bloggers around me (friends that use Blogger) a few simple tips and tricks to design their own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another recent stuff I did was designing my friend's blog, &lt;a href="http://zhteoh.tk"&gt;ZHTeoh's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. He's a good coder at my age. If he's still at my school. He must be the best coder in Form 3. I'm second I think. And I think one of my friend is secretly learning and not telling anyone. Should I point out? It's you Lavender! I've been suspecting that you're learning cause you can say that you become blur when looking at it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm changing back the comment system to default instead of DisQus cause I think they have some bug or something. Some comments just disappeared to nowhere even though they posted through DisQus commenting system. So I'll take back the default and design it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Talk about javascript and jQuery. I'm still in the dark. I can do some really simple and easy tags but not a whole long one. That would be a really pain in the rear. javascript is too complex at many parts but jQuery is a lot simpler than it. jQuery is also a whole lot better cause it beautifies many websites and I believe that it can do the same at blogs. I'm now trying out the code in my portfolio page. Using jQuery to open up some space for myself but found that anything you post will be added to the outer-wrapper which I tried to remove and in the end, I removed all my own contents. lol What did I use. It's just this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;$('outer-wrapper').remove(); //Removed outer-wrapper&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? The simplicity? (Hey pros, please don't laugh at me... I'm just a noob) Alright. I'll need some really useful tutorials to fully hmm... what's the better word? "Hack"? lol. Alright, fully edit the page at my own will. I tried many ways, adding another div only made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... What's next? Ah... 23rd December. The distribution of the holy grail, freaking blasting bombastically damned PMR results. I'm quite nervous actually but at least it's not written all over my face. Really hope that I can do well in it. I want to be on the same line as my god-sister (I don't know what it's actually called in English but this is the closest word possible. The Chinese word is 干姐). She's really a good student in academics. And she wanted me be, if possible, better than her. She got straight in all her governmental examinations (she's now at university). I opened my eyes wide and my mouth open when she said that to me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, been a while I didn't write a blog this long. Good job JNub! lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-6995435075202673205?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/6995435075202673205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/vaporized-japorized.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6995435075202673205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6995435075202673205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/vaporized-japorized.html' title='Vaporized - Japorized'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/TQ35KdXOquI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yvyoPywcRMg/s72-c/Personal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-868661392627541171</id><published>2010-12-09T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:25:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs27/f/2008/103/5/a/Boring_TV_Revamp_by_Davidgtza2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="fl"&gt;What in the world just happened to holidays that everyone should be happy about? Shortened time using the computer, less the time hanging out with friends, and worst of all, waiting for the PMR results is a whole lot longer than I thought. My days are just too boring that I can't even think of what to write. *sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;What did I do recently includes include only the computer. Nothing much I can do except doing a few Maths and having Sudoku. Hmm... Don't even know what the heck am I gonna write to finish this blog...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-868661392627541171?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/868661392627541171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/freaking-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/868661392627541171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/868661392627541171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/12/freaking-boring.html' title='Freaking boring'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4471845278904015221</id><published>2010-11-28T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:54:18.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Day Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs275.snc3/23251_100000975888561_4366_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Went for a half-day camp (12 hours) yesterday. The event starts at 7.30am which I got there in quite a rush as I live far from the city square. And I was shell-shocked to find out that it's a 3:1 amount of girls to boys (=="). But never mind, since that I know some of the committee and campers in it. Like usual camps, split into groups and go on with ice-breaking, naming groups with group slogans and defining the group.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Giving the group a logo depends on the picture given when taking attendance. And my group was the last for the presentation. I didn't do much on designing the logo but at least contributed in the name, slogan and defining the group. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky it was a stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First activity was building a model to protect the egg from breaking when thrown from the first floor. It was quite simple but it failed as none of my teammates are scouts or rangers which learns up ting knots. None of the other teams passed the test. Ours (my team) nearly worked and they said that our model was actually a success except for accidents like falling down by the side. Well that was unfortunate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second activity was treasure hunting, or to be exact, egg hunting (paper egg). Look for eggs according to the tips while avoiding you and your teammates being caught by certain committee members. Rescuing the captured friends is a must form a certain person. Gather the same coloured eggs to get a map and find the final puzzle for ending the game. I don't really like this cause to avoid being caught, you have to hold hands with your teammates. My team was an equal team, 3 boys and 3 girls. And the other 2 boys were unluckily caught. Some crap and I have to end up holding hands with girls... ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third was station games. There were only three games, naming colours (very blur), egg blending (till the egg white won't fall from the bowl while tilted), and having your hands and feet tied with your friends and walk to the other side (I dunno what it's called). The only game my team won was the third game and we owned one whole turn (3 turns). My whole team was shocked when we know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final thing we did was something which we call "The Dark World". You're blind folded, with a balloon in your shirt (making you look somewhat like pregnant, ==). Then lead walking around the building, up the stairs to the balcony and then back which you're then lead running around the usual classroom. Nothing really special for me cause I've played this game for 3 times+. Twice when I'm primary and this is the third. All you need is your sense of touch and hearing. I have really good sense on both of it so it's nothing really new for me. And I even knew what the teacher was going to say after that game... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that I mentioned a lot about eggs? Nearly 75% of the games has eggs. According to what I calculate, 24 eggs were cracked and thrown throughout the game. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then prize giving. Well I got boomed cause I expect that other teams should win cause my team didn't really exceed in my view. But it was my team which won the Best Team Award. And during the prize giving, one my members were already home... ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even got Best Male Camper ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is, the Best Campers (both male and female) are badly toyed with their eco-friendly costumes. And I'm not gonna share it (cause I don't have 'em). But I do expect them to be online in a few days time on my teacher's Facebook account with me taqged... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4471845278904015221?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4471845278904015221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/half-day-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4471845278904015221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4471845278904015221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/half-day-camp.html' title='Half-Day Camp'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-9201849323856109320</id><published>2010-11-24T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:41:00.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday - First week</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs17/150/i/2007/165/6/8/Flowers_by_inspiracia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Summing up the first week of the days without school in one word, pathetic. Nothing's been worse than it. I was sick (a whole lot better now), got a punctured tyre on the way home, and twice power failure incidents at home. I can't imagine how the remaining days are going to be...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;Things turned out a little better today. At least no one is fighting over the computer with me, I have a quiet environment typing my blog and surfing the net, just bought a few books including "Diary of a Wimpy Kid : The Ugly Truth" (hilarious book and just picking up something for my days to get happier with jokes), and mostly everything is planned ahead and not to worry much about sudden occurrences. Ah, it just feels so much better to dominate the day (only today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't much the happened around. Without school, life is so much lacking entertainment. Perhaps it's my friends that are cool and easy to hang out. At home, there're only younger kids and some of them are really a pain in the neck. it's not that I hate kids or anything. Cause those specific kids are always giving me trouble. And what you'll never expect is that they actually talk to you in a satirizing way. I was like O...M...G... when I hear them talking. I just can't explain further cause I'm, honestly, not someone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I shouldn't be writing bad stuff about others. I'll spill more if this post goes on. So that's the end for this post. Au revior and until the next post is on air.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-9201849323856109320?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/9201849323856109320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/holiday-first-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/9201849323856109320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/9201849323856109320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/holiday-first-week.html' title='Holiday - First week'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-1759479483240169240</id><published>2010-11-15T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:44:30.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=newsimg width=120 height=120&gt;&lt;img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs18/150/f/2007/205/4/8/sun_by_werol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Went out with a few friends from my primary school and hanged out at the mall, for my friends birthday. Nothing really special happened on that day and I felt like some nuisance in the group. I didn't put on many make-ups nor chose any fashionable outfit (cause I don't have... lol). And they chose to watch some freaking boring movie entitled "Rise of the Mummy". I wan't in the cinema with them and was sitting outside where they should come out after the movie reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". They came out an hour and half later. And I feel really neglected and like some toy being thrown aside.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;It's not that I want to tell you that I don't like my old friends. Just that at least they don't read my blog and I can write it perhaps here. Just telling you that hey, time can really kill you if you aren't prepared for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write this long cause there really is nothing really awesome that I can write these days. Cause nothing arouse interest after the freaking PMR. It's just go to school, sit there, follow the others and you're safe. (PS: I'm not skipping school.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-1759479483240169240?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/1759479483240169240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/someday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1759479483240169240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1759479483240169240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/someday.html' title='Someday'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-8492585164157855594</id><published>2010-11-04T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:59:30.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic - Futile - Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" width="120" height="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2010/210/0/0/Sherlock_by_luluha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;The worldwide well-known and welcomed-by-all consultant detective, &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherlock_Holmes" title="Sherlock Holmes" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/a&gt;, under the perfect description of Sir Aurthur Conan Doyle, a fantasy and a miracle to all and every readers. Even though as a book of scientific affairs and crime investigation, I found that a quote had taken deep prints into me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pathetic and futile. But is not all life pathetic and futile? Is not his story a microcosm of the whole? We reach. We grasp. And what is left in our hands at the end? A shadow. Or worse than a shadow - misery.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all what Holmes had said, the words above had struck me hard and left a deep cut in my memory. Simple words, born from a mouth of a man of a scientific head, probably words that weigh a thousand pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told that I'm quite lucky cause I have the original copy of Sherlock Holmes form the late 19th century. The language level (of course it's English) is from the same time, the 19th century English. To be exact, if not well prepared in this language, you might not get what the author is narrating, and end up not knowing the contents of the story. I'm lucky as I'm trained to read English (I'm a Chinese) since infancy (heh-heh...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another quote that I like from the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... The well-known sentence, and of value to his fans. The law of deduction, and at it's most basic (cause there's an elementary level of deduction). I, personally, had taken the quote as an important lesson. Frankly writing (cause I'm not speaking), I'm actually quite a sharp thinker comparing to most of my friends (note that I'm not blowing my own trumpet). With this deducting element, I have solved many of my own problems and of course, in mind games like Sudoku and such. Pretty, in sum of one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really have anything to say, to be exact. Just that I got too boring and wanted to do something to spice up the day. And what's more? I'm introducing you all to an interesting book (if you haven't read or even heard of it). Try getting the original article and not the reprise version of it. Good day to you and hope you enjoy the book (if you have it).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="margin-top:10px;height:15px"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=f9823eab-f385-4422-b65a-14663d019b9e" alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" style="border:none;float:right"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-8492585164157855594?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/8492585164157855594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/pathetic-futile-misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8492585164157855594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/8492585164157855594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/11/pathetic-futile-misery.html' title='Pathetic - Futile - Misery'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7497872982056039908</id><published>2010-10-28T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:25:31.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eason'/><title type='text'>Exaggerate (浮夸)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTkq_nfqxorzhniNepC8o5jpjSiDDtJGX4KO_aaMV8bAwZK15w&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__aVB1xAVVTz_DXmjK3aEeMxubneI=" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;This is how my life goes, a little too exaggerating at times but it's all made up to be sure that you're taken attention to. Without enough attention, no one can really survive. Like the life of an invisible man, unknown by others. You might think that it's pretty cool cause no one knows you out there and you can prank around. But when the time comes, you'll regret for what you thought at first.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;有人问我 我就会讲&lt;br /&gt;但是无人来&lt;br /&gt;我期待 到无奈&lt;br /&gt;有话要讲 得不到装载&lt;br /&gt;我的心情犹像樽盖等被揭开&lt;br /&gt;咀巴却在养青苔&lt;br /&gt;人潮内 愈文静&lt;br /&gt;愈变得 不受理睬&lt;br /&gt;自己要搅出意外&lt;br /&gt;像突然地高歌&lt;br /&gt;任何地方也像开四面台&lt;br /&gt;着最闪的衫 扮十分感慨&lt;br /&gt;有人来拍照 要记住插袋&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how a celebrity feels, some of them at most of the time. Putting out a pose for news reporters or magazine paparazzi to catch some photo and put them up on their produced reading materials. It's the same for us, the non-celebrities. We disguise ourselves to show out the best of our own in the open society. Occasionally, some break down and complain to their relatives about this and that. But it all "wears off" later and they'll stand up again, eager for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;你当我是浮夸吧&lt;br /&gt;夸张只因我很怕&lt;br /&gt;似木头 似石头的话&lt;br /&gt;得到注意吗&lt;br /&gt;其实怕被忘记&lt;br /&gt;至放大来演吧&lt;br /&gt;很不安 怎去优雅&lt;br /&gt;世上还赞颂沉默吗&lt;br /&gt;不够爆炸&lt;br /&gt;怎么有话题 让我夸&lt;br /&gt;做大娱乐家&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when you're in the midst of a crowd, or even if you're in a group, some tend to be ignored or forgotten. Their words are not even considered. The instability between people is everywhere. The rich, intelligent, good-looking, resourceful ones will attract more attention while the poor, uneducated, normal-looking, not-as-resourceful ones will be kicked aside. It is an endless vicious cycle which no one can ever change it. Where there is people, there is trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;那年十八 母校舞会&lt;br /&gt;站着如喽罗&lt;br /&gt;那时候 我含泪&lt;br /&gt;发誓各位 必须看到我&lt;br /&gt;在世间平凡又普通的路太多&lt;br /&gt;无知你住哪一座&lt;br /&gt;情爱中 工作中&lt;br /&gt;受过的忽视太多&lt;br /&gt;自尊已饱经跌堕&lt;br /&gt;重视能治肚饿&lt;br /&gt;未曾获得过 便知我为何&lt;br /&gt;大动作很多 犯下这些错&lt;br /&gt;搏人们看着我 算病态么&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, a person works hard because of something. Either its for a family, for a thing, for an animal, for a plant, or for anything else. And self-consciousness, some have too less, some too much. It is also easily manipulated and variated. The environment is a powerful weapon against a person. it can either build him up into a skyscraper, or crumble it into ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not write too long shall we, it feel like spamming Blogger doing this... lol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7497872982056039908?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7497872982056039908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/exaggerate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7497872982056039908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7497872982056039908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/exaggerate.html' title='Exaggerate (浮夸)'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7008941926391951064</id><published>2010-10-24T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:16:55.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Form 4'/><title type='text'>I am nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/339/5/4/Im_just_a_little_crazy_stamp_by_Pixel_Sam.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Yeah, totally! &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penilaian_Menengah_Rendah" rel="wikipedia" title="Penilaian Menengah Rendah"&gt;PMR&lt;/a&gt; just got it's butt kicked out to of the game and I'm starting to worry about my &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sijil_Pelajaran_Malaysia" rel="wikipedia" title="Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia"&gt;SPM&lt;/a&gt; (Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia) which would be held two years later. =="&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Now, all my friends, especially those in the same class are starting to search for their Form 4 subject tuition. Add Maths, &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.amazon.com/Chemistry-Julia-Burdge/dp/007722132X%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dzemanta-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D007722132X" rel="amazon" title="Chemistry"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/a&gt;, Physics, Biology, Maths, Chinese and blah blah blah... you name it (those in SPM). Well, probably because of the pressure that the teacher mentioned two days ago, during a BM SPM workshop. It was like "holy sh*t". And the real thing is, like the presentation she (the teacher) showed, Form 4 year is no "Honeymoon Year". It's another essential year. Slacking off too much at this particular year will ensure your regression later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this be a short post and let's hope that the coming 2011 can be a nice and perfect year. 16. A number that is quite memorable for many (even though not as 15 which is a multiple of 5 and 5 is my favorite number).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=47f73f66-9b8f-43ec-a9a3-b82c5cb6408b" style="border: none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7008941926391951064?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7008941926391951064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7008941926391951064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7008941926391951064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-nuts.html' title='I am nuts'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4303542029410603389</id><published>2010-10-16T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:46:11.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>The thing is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs10/150/i/2006/113/0/9/Sleepy_Head_by_Prussian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spending time mopping around doing nothing does suck at times. Although have a shipload of ideas but none of 'em can be fulfilled. After the PMR, the school's been putting up a heap of activities for the Form 3 students as they were worried that we will get too bored and starts to skip school. However, the effect was quite ironic. More and more students choose to skip school, sit back comfortably in their chairs with their air-conditioners opened in the room, sitting in front of their computers and doing nothing but staring blanky at it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;As for me, I'm the kid who's always present at school. I have to go to school during schooling days cause my day would be like losing a screw or something if I don't. It would be so goddamn boring for not going to school and hang out with my friends. I prefer sitting in the classroom playing chess, and perhaps Scrabble, with 'em, even though it's kinda hot and humid at times. It's pretty cool and fun to dish out your tactics and knowledge in those mind games. Sharpening your thinking skill along with knowing your friends better and interacting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, the school shouldn't planning too much activities for the students. It would feel like being in a camp which has a over tight discipline and to less freedom. Having little competitions like Scrabbling and workshops for future roads are okay but cutting alphabets from the newspaper to answer questions? I don't think anyone would like that. It's so wasteful and non-environmental friendly. For example, the Maths quiz that was organised yesterday...&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not write too much about school life after PMR. I might get reported as someone that doesn't know how to appreciate what others do. Well that's the sentence that you always get when you comment or criticize at something that your senior or teachers do. From my perspective, it's an excuse of no excuse. It's not that I don't like them having these activities to fill our time. It's just that we, us students, also have our own way to fill it too. I understand that some students have used their time wrongly doing unnecessary things like playing with poker or gambling with other stuff. But sometimes, planning too much stuff into one schedule will just eventually overload it and reach the opposite effect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just skip the after PMR part. I just figured out something after a month finishing the book "And Another Thing..." by Eoin Colfer. It's actually the Part 6 of 3 of the book "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" originally by Douglas Adams (Poor guy. Died before he could write his sixth book at 2001). He referred that 42 is the answer to life, the universe and everything else. I finally got a solution to his suggestion. 24 is the number of hours per day. And here's the important part. Everyone, and I mean every human and living things that have the ability to think (that is what is outside Earth... aliens?) have always wanted to reverse time itself. Therefore, reversing 24 makes it &lt;b&gt;42&lt;/b&gt;! That's quite ingenious. I had written this on Facebook so just comment there if you have anything that you want to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. I'll write more and perhaps I might write a little tutorial for Bloggers. That would be for the CSS part. You won't need to have to edit the HTML part, just the CSS of it. Cheers~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4303542029410603389?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4303542029410603389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/thing-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4303542029410603389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4303542029410603389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/thing-is.html' title='The thing is...'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5279970608628516512</id><published>2010-10-12T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:47:38.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='markup languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netphix'/><title type='text'>PMR is no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img height="75" id="float-left" src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs17/150/i/2007/143/a/0/The_Exam_Hall_by_OhToast.jpg" title="Exam" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;PMR is now listed as &lt;b&gt;the past&lt;/b&gt;! Happy, sad, freaking, shrieking, pain and whatever, it's all before 12.10 pm today. Now it's time to party, well, for most of you. For me, it's another start for myself. I'm self-learning markup languages here, as you can see. The whole blog is fully remade by myself without much assistance, expect for a few leeching here and there from some really great websites. :p&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;And so, from here onwards, 'til the next semester, I'll be working hard on my markup-languaging skills, especially javascripts and jQuery which I don't really feel like having great process before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think it's time I introduce a little bit about my secret lair, which some already found out I have that site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://netphix.0forum.biz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://freewebs.websnapr.com/?size=s&amp;key=key&amp;url=netphix.0forum.biz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://netphix.0forum.biz/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Netphix&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some of you know that I suck on socializing but hey, I'm just introducing a little about it. Or perhaps, I'll just take as I'm showing you the homepage of it. If you can't view it, I'm so sorry cause there's a problem with the reading problem of the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I don't really have the mood to write much today, seriously. It's time for some interaction between friends and more marking up languages that can &lt;b&gt;blur&lt;/b&gt; some of you out. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'dios!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5279970608628516512?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5279970608628516512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/pmr-is-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5279970608628516512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5279970608628516512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/10/pmr-is-no-more.html' title='PMR is no more'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5600090333290454123</id><published>2010-08-23T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:22:15.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;#float-left {  background-color: #3c3c3c;  float: left;  -webkit-box-shadow:0px 0px 15px lightblue;  -moz-box-shadow:0px 0px 15px lightblue;  -o-box-shadow:0px 0px 15px lightblue;  box-shadow:0px 0px 15px lightblue;  -moz-border-radius: 15px;  -webkit-border-radius: 15px;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td class="newsimg" height="120" width="120"&gt;&lt;img height="75" id="float-left" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs45/i/2009/082/e/5/Christopher_Columbus___Table_by_MixtBloem.jpg" title="Mess Up" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As you can perfectly see from the image beside, it's not that I'm only in a physical mess but mentally too. I don't really like it. It's like my whole brain is clogged with nonsense and useless things that are not necessary.&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not that I'm getting obsessed to myself or anything stupid you can think of (:P), I have actually multiple talents (too bad I'm not multi-master). Because of that, I'm not sure what should I aspire for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"If I am...", quite an abstractive album from a Hong Kong band named Mr. A pretty creative name so that's a thumbs up for them. "If I am..." is their first album released and the main hit is the song "If I am Eason Chan" (Eason Chan, a popular singer who had been given many prizes throughout his career). They really sang like him though. Even Eason himself did a little "crossover" in the end of the song. An overall for the song, keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, that was a song from around last year. To be strictly judging from 5 years listening to music, there's not much songs that I should really praise for this year, particularly the Chinese music industry. Most of them are just like a wind strike that goes "Whoop!" and that's the end of it. None of them stayed long enough for a year and it's like they got rotten so fast. I really wish that those artist can work harder on reaching their final goal which is getting themselves on the stage of Hollywood. This dream is gonna go forever if this continues. (PS: There's also no English songs that fascinate me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Judging from time, it's only a 1&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; months to the darned PMR. I seriously can't walk into the exam hall with a head like this (not the hair style, please). I think I should consume less vitamin K to slow up the blood clog and increase fluency in my blood circulation, especially the blood to my brain (lol, science). The school had been giving us students a bad and good time. The good time is that we don't really have much homework to do. The bad time is that we have a lot of modal paper work for answering in the exam. It's pretty tiring. I shall definitely get some good rest after the PMR. And oh, I shouldn't be too active blogging actually. I kinda signed an agreement that I won't be sticking to the pc for to long for a day. So cheers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5600090333290454123?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5600090333290454123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5600090333290454123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5600090333290454123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/mess.html' title='The Mess'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3241697756464902623</id><published>2010-08-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T15:07:08.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been having a lot of headaches. Let's have a song to ease a bit of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/tAogUYcmEcg/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAogUYcmEcg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAogUYcmEcg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need all these music to live on. The headache is killing me and I don't think there's gonna be a stopping for it. It's not that I'm going on an advertisement for music but they really do "heal" me. Plus, the goddamn PMR is creeping near every second and that's giving me the creeps. I can't actually read things into my head for now. Getting a 12 position in class is really something encouraging but I think that's gonna be the my first and last time having that position. I don't have any confidence to score like that for the second time. Thanks to that position, I'm getting more and more complimentary in class and I don't really feel natural at all. I wasn't the bright boy in class and not all invited. Now, let me forget that part before I go nuts with all that pressure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3241697756464902623?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3241697756464902623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/headaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3241697756464902623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3241697756464902623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/headaches.html' title='Headaches'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2384237499328423172</id><published>2010-08-07T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:50:46.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Expiration</title><content type='html'>Your trial had just expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing I wanna say today. The trials of PMR had just ended yesterday (It's not an expire of your chilly sauce or free software, lol). And, note that today's school day, two subjects were distributed this morning, and one came with only our marks. For Mathematics, I'm really satisfied, though I didn't got better marks, I got 97%. OMG! I'm kinda proud of myself. I didn't really did much revision on it, except for finishing the Paper 2 questions of an enrichment exercise book. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And English, 88%, just the number of prosperous for the Chinese. And it's the first distributed paper between all papers, that's a good omen. Haha. And the one given only in marks is my Geography, 87%. Yays! I only got 70+% the in the past papers. This is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's one more, my history ("history" is pronounced in a down tone). The teacher did not distribute the papers, nor given any marks, but she gave the answer. She wrote it on the board and I checked my paper. Surprisingly, I got 46/60. It's a 77%! Hip-hip Hooray! That's something to celebrate for me cause it's hard for me to get that mark, though I got better before but that's for the March exams last year. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the trial, it's actually much, much more easier than any other papers or exercises I've done before. Too bad I didn't get a perfect for my maths. Two mistakes I did, one's that I should not answer that way, the other one's a silly one. Let's start from the first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factorize the below equation completely.&lt;br /&gt;6x&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; + 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 5px;"&gt;6x&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; + 24&lt;br /&gt;=(3x - 6)(2x - 4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking back, yeah it's correct. But the teacher told me that I shouldn't answer that way. Instead, I should answer it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 5px;"&gt;6x&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; + 24&lt;br /&gt;=6 (x - 2)(x + 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... But I accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silly one. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluate the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;3/2&lt;/sup&gt; X 12&lt;sup&gt;1/2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 5px;"&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;3/2&lt;/sup&gt; X 12&lt;sup&gt;1/2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(3&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; X 12)&lt;sup&gt;1/2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(9 X 12)&lt;sup&gt;1/2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to type more cause you know here am I wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my god! I can get this correct and get a 99% for my Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just forget all this for now. Alright, books now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought "Artemis Fowl and the Atlantis Complex" last week and read it. Lot's of laughing, the joke surely did improve a lot. And more action this time, though no Opal Koboi this time but Turnball Root. &lt;- Funny name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I planned on with my PMR exam. Gotta work harder than before. My History scored this much as I got all correct for all my Form 3 questions as I read it the night before. It's really awesome to know that. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2384237499328423172?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2384237499328423172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/trial-expiration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2384237499328423172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2384237499328423172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/08/trial-expiration.html' title='Trial Expiration'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3152616386860499000</id><published>2010-07-31T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:13:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eason Chan  陳奕迅  《一絲不掛》 MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0EG6pSwcBk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0EG6pSwcBk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that this is one of the most awe-inspiring MVs and songs I've listened. Some may find the song is of commonplace but if you start to look at the MV, you're gonna love it. The feeling is smartly controlled, from slow to crazy! I am very satisfied with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops! Am I online? I'm just here to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3152616386860499000?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3152616386860499000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/07/eason-chan-mv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3152616386860499000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3152616386860499000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/07/eason-chan-mv.html' title='Eason Chan  陳奕迅  《一絲不掛》 MV'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5590977773508126386</id><published>2010-07-20T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T17:07:19.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke my head</title><content type='html'>Well, it's not really breaking the head, actually. But it's bursting. It's mentally, emotionally and physically bursting. It's like that there's a wild torpedo inside my brain and it's hitting every single corner it can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost (omg, this is "high-tech" writing, I am over-worked), there's a god damned PMR Trial just after 12 days. And I'm not prepared! I'm not sure if I'm ready for my History. I'm okay with Geography and Living Skills this time but not History. That's the worse of all my subjects and I might get a solid B for the PMR. Worst of all, I can't remember the details especially with a headache like this, nor can I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly (god, it's still there), my friend is pressuring me. Well, it's actually me myself who's pressuring me. I kept seeing my friends working hard on the exam while I slack. See, I'm still online though I vowed not to :P. And I'm not picking up my pastime doing something more favorable. You might say, "Yeah, Johnson. You should get to your books by now." But I ask you, do you really remember the things you are reading while your head has something else playing in it? I believe 80% of all readers answer will go to NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say that, "Hey, this is the second time you broke your promise and came here." I dare not deny that cause I did. It's not temptation nor anything you think of but I need to de-stress for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just finished a contest called the New South Wales *Test (*um, I don't know the last word for it). It's surprisingly difficult. Even my friend (who's much, MUCH better than me) says that it's beyond his boundary. I nearly jerked when I finish the paper. For 9 years of study, this is going to be the second paper I'm failing. For your info about the first fail, it's my Bahasa Malaysia Essay that failed by 2 marks when I'm Standard 4 .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends around been talking a lot about Eclipse, of The Twilight Saga. They say it's an extremely good movie and suggested me to go watch it for my own good. Well, I had never watched it actually, not even the first movie of the series. One of my friends, (it's actually the same referred friend as above) says that there's nothing special with the movie (though he kinda liked it). He says that the only appealing part of the show is that it has handsome men and pretty girls with a childish love story and a lycan-vampire war but most people are only attracted to beautiful faces in the movie. Frankly, I have to say that guys and gals. If you are a Twilight fan, please don't skin me alive nor if I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today and after writing this blog, I'm more energetic for my studies now. Wow! Can't believe a blog can do this to you, right? Try it out and write super long blogs like this and try to jumble up every thing that happens recently into one topic and that's gonna help you overcome a lump sum of all your daily blues. That's all folks! I might be posting up some pictures in my next blog. Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5590977773508126386?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5590977773508126386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/07/broke-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5590977773508126386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5590977773508126386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/07/broke-my-head.html' title='Broke my head'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3098160091303435249</id><published>2010-06-04T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T16:12:38.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A term break</title><content type='html'>Writing here cause it's a term break. Finally, some rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mid-year exams were, oh my god, I hate it. My favorite subject is only English and Science and did pretty well. As for Malay, Chinese, History, Geography, Civics, Moral, Arts and Living Skills (wow, that's quite a lot, right?), I don't think I performed good. I didn't have enough revision, thanks to all the projects and folios that I have to handle. I only passed up my Geography folio today while the deadline is, I think, a fortnight ago. My gosh! You would've said. But yeah. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all those projects and folios. What the heck are they for? I mean, it's just tricking yourself cause you can do nothing at all, sit home and write out the stupid report. It's meaningless I have to say. Plus, what's the purpose of doing something so pathetic. I gain nothing but stress and writing from it and? Someone name it for me please. Patriotic values? Yeah, it's included in the folios. It is compulsory to write them as they GIVE YOU MARKS. lol. Yeah, laugh with me ladies and gentleman. You are to write them cause they give you marks. What the heck is this? It's just tricking yourselves, man. Whoever invented this teaching method must be some megalomaniac who thinks that this method would probably work out the best. I think not. Why not do something good for the community and serve to the people. That would make the people love you much and all those patriotism can definitely be planted in every soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I fret here, the time is going by and PMR is a few more steps nearer. Darned. I don't like this. I just finished the mid-year and as I had said, it sucks. So here's the plan. Reading is always the key to success in examinations. Well, I'll read. You? (If you are a student and sitting for some important test, reading is all I can advise you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3098160091303435249?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3098160091303435249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/06/term-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3098160091303435249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3098160091303435249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/06/term-break.html' title='A term break'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3907003630222890087</id><published>2010-04-15T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:30:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long pause</title><content type='html'>There shall be a long pause with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be as active as before but I will, after the PMR examinations.&lt;br /&gt;I have to train myself of time management and control over my own obsession.&lt;br /&gt;So, a temporary goodbye to readers of this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3907003630222890087?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3907003630222890087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-pause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3907003630222890087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3907003630222890087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/long-pause.html' title='A long pause'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5034903673110795953</id><published>2010-04-14T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:20:42.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalokim's unrevealed world</title><content type='html'>Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally found this website of Jalokim's that he had never shown to the world (I guess).&lt;br /&gt;Go and have a look. The signatures at the portal are way too cool.&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jalokimgraphics.com/portal.htm" target="_tab"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii236/Jalokimsigs/greenbr.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Man, this little signature here is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where is the address? It um...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I told you it's a secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5034903673110795953?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5034903673110795953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/jalokims-unrevealed-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5034903673110795953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5034903673110795953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/jalokims-unrevealed-world.html' title='Jalokim&apos;s unrevealed world'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2429530977608049273</id><published>2010-04-12T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:04:07.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where am I&lt;br /&gt;I am not even sure who I am&lt;br /&gt;All I know is to live on&lt;br /&gt;Like a walking stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make a decision&lt;br /&gt;Weather I am to be a doctor&lt;br /&gt;A lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Or a detective&lt;br /&gt;A farmer&lt;br /&gt;A teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost&lt;br /&gt;Various belongings&lt;br /&gt;My friends&lt;br /&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;My gift&lt;br /&gt;And even myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2429530977608049273?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2429530977608049273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2429530977608049273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2429530977608049273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-505614054340896659</id><published>2010-04-07T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:41:58.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left 4 Dead 2 - Stories</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but I suddenly opened this blog (or story-telling blog). I abruptly have an itch of writing lots of stuff. Perhaps it's because of the anger to myself after my essay at school was marked so bad with full of red inks all over the essay. I had always trained myself writing, but today, I found that I'm regressing. I can easily lose my direction while writing something. At times, I am even angry with myself because I'm at low vocabulary range and have very least expressions for my writings. Take a look at this message and you'll know, just how weak my article can be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The purpose of making that story-telling blog, I assume, is to sharpen my writing and reduce grammatical errors (though I have no one to correct them online). And please, I want all readers to give me feedbacks. I don't care if it is a praise or a critique. I just want some reviews. After all, you can never judge your own projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the link to the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://left4dead2stories.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All comment and critiques are welcomed with open arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-505614054340896659?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://left4dead2stories.blogspot.com' title='Left 4 Dead 2 - Stories'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/505614054340896659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/left-4-dead-2-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/505614054340896659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/505614054340896659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/left-4-dead-2-stories.html' title='Left 4 Dead 2 - Stories'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-79507032201216467</id><published>2010-04-05T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:24:33.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you can never imagine</title><content type='html'>What a "long" trip to home. It's not even 1 kilometre from school to home. Take a good reading at the below article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I left school at 1.10 in the afternoon. If you are someone normal, you would have reached home at about 1.30 (latest time!). Well, this is something unusual. I only reach home at 3.10 which means that I spent 2 hours in the car! WOW! You must have shouted. But doesn't that seem a little too crazy? If I am you, yes. But now I'm me, nearly anything is possible in my house. (Note: Blur issues don't happen at my place, quarrel is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;br /&gt;1.10 pm --&amp;gt; Leaves school, fetched by aunty&lt;br /&gt;1.20 pm --&amp;gt; Goes Maybank for cheque deposit, meets with a stupid offline issue an took my nearly 20 min (helping my mom)&lt;br /&gt;1.40 pm --&amp;gt; Goes to fetch my cousin&lt;br /&gt;1.45 pm --&amp;gt; Goes Yu Huat (mother's work)&lt;br /&gt;2.00 pm --&amp;gt; Buys lunch at Prima&lt;br /&gt;2.15 pm --&amp;gt; Aunt goes down to AmBank&lt;br /&gt;2.45 pm --&amp;gt; Aunt goes Uni-Asia&lt;br /&gt;3.10 pm --&amp;gt; Reaches home (more likely called my dad's office)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-79507032201216467?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/79507032201216467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-you-can-never-imagine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/79507032201216467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/79507032201216467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-you-can-never-imagine.html' title='Something you can never imagine'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-546012161231608831</id><published>2010-03-30T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:45:43.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitpenang.gov.my/portal3/images/stories/earth-hour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://www.visitpenang.gov.my/portal3/images/stories/earth-hour.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Earth Hour, probably the time for another one. Sources on Earth are depleting but we are now wasting every single thing that comes to our hands. Is it a human's nature to exploit everything that they found? Why would the humans not conserve what they have for their next generations? Why not preserve the green world for themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i60.servimg.com/u/f60/14/70/13/33/earth11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i60.servimg.com/u/f60/14/70/13/33/earth11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's what we want! We want all the damned politicians to get their dirty hands of our precious Earth. There is only one Earth in this magnificent universe and until today, no scientist found another more suitable place for mankind to live. This is why we must save our planet from the clutches of the greedy humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-546012161231608831?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/546012161231608831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/546012161231608831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/546012161231608831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-93589411963268789</id><published>2010-03-22T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:18:53.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disdain</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I live in sights of disdain. No one respects me. Not even my own family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to suspect what's my purpose studying so hard. What's my purpose being kind and gentle to others? I'm starting to suspect myself. What is going to happen to me? Will I go mad? Or will I go killing people around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry of this damned world. I'm angry of my brother and sisters. I 'm mad of my parents. I'm mad of my own self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-93589411963268789?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/93589411963268789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/disdain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/93589411963268789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/93589411963268789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/disdain.html' title='Disdain'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-4088585284368642008</id><published>2010-03-18T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:40:03.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>Another week of break, or we mostly call it as holidays (wow, that's one short "holiday"). I thought holidays are suppose to be longer like three weeks or a month. Well, I think Malaysian don't care about this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I made a really great changing with my blog. Blogger is now sharing customizable templates (not with HTML). It's ok with me. Nice looking. Especially after a few CSS editing I say. The HTML codes here are much higher than my coding level. But CSS is a dead code so it's easier to change and edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally got my hands on Left 4 Dead 2. What a game! It sucks. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this 2nd ver. is specially designed for multiplayer mode instead of a single player. If I am to create L4D3, I'll focus more on the campaigns. The multiplayer works fine with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short post are sweet and fast. Sometimes, it gets boring typing long blogs. So c'ya next time, Bloggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-4088585284368642008?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/4088585284368642008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4088585284368642008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/4088585284368642008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/03/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7577393344065496771</id><published>2010-02-23T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:51:25.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things to write out</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;span#sized { size: 3; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is gonna be long. Fingers on, PC on, keyboard on, codes definitely not stable but on. I'm Oscar Mike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: Things are gonna go the timeline way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Mother's Disaster Day&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span id="sized"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;10th February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we talk about Mother's Disaster Day, it's probably a child's birthday. And yep and that was me! It was my birthday. This year, things goes down, no birthday greetings except from a few close friends. The day just slipped my family's mind and I wouldn't care. It had been years that I did not celebrate my birthday. The closest year was maybe last year. I nearly had a party but it had to be called off as ones of my relatives was suddenly "gone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sorry for that. I'm sorry for the news and myself. Things never had gone my way. And I had accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Chinese New Year &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;13th to 16th February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Chinese New Year! Flaming red ornaments, sweet tasting chocolates and toffees in the&amp;nbsp;parlor&amp;nbsp;and what most people are familiar with, the red packets, "Angpau". Yeah, I think that's my most, or only, favorite festival of all the cultures in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? No.1. I like it cause I can gather with a few friends who are mostly younger than me and have fun. :p&lt;br /&gt;Why? No.2. My cousins are back and more times of "yeah" and "woohoo" comes stepping to my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;Why? No.3. idk. Two is enough for me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, a bit more special than all the last years, I visited my own friend. It was cool. Basketball, which I haven't touch for the past many months, is what I got there. And I just love it. It's my favorite sport after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Call of Duty 6 : Modern Warfare 2 &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;17th February 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs50/i/2009/288/b/9/Wallpaper_Modern_Warfare_2_by_SlivErJap.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most fantastic video game I had ever played. I installed it a week ago and finished the mission twice. The best part is, I did not get bored with it. Wow! Never had I imagined myself playing this game cause all the time, I don't like these kind of shooting game. Maybe it's because that I thought that might get myself a headshot (it got me, not that I got it) easily. But on the&amp;nbsp;contrary, I headshoted those AIs easier than I thought. YAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ivan has a lot of these. But I dare not touch them. Why? He's gonna borrow me at school. Not only that it's illegal, that's against my own nature. That's only the first fact. The second one is that my PC and get very laggy. COD6 already occupies 11GB+ (OMG! That's one big size!). So, sorry Ivan. I've got to be honest here and if you accidentally found this and read, "Sorry" is all I can say. But thank you too to be so generous sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;That's all folks. Wow! That's one really long article for me. And one more thing, a new timetable for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a one-hour limit to use the PC from now on. I need to focus myself on my studies and remember of that very annoying PMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School works and Saturdays are excluded from this rule. (That's one wow for me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoops! There goes the clock. Better get off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7577393344065496771?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7577393344065496771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-things-to-write-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7577393344065496771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7577393344065496771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-things-to-write-out.html' title='A few things to write out'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7393574238908662541</id><published>2010-02-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:25:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-No subject-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;It is a really sad literature you are going to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;It is actually about what a comic character wants to say during his childhood days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;This character, which I know that most of you are familiar with, is Naruto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.6em; white-space: normal;"&gt;Why do you all look at me with disgust?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you all look at me with disdain?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you all look down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;I`m breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;The sadness and sorrow in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain, the sadness&lt;br /&gt;It all comes back&lt;br /&gt;It`s all I ever felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;I`m breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;The sadness and sorrow in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to just go away&lt;br /&gt;To just leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;I want it all to disappear!&lt;br /&gt;But that`ll never happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;I`m breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Can`t you see&lt;br /&gt;The sadness and sorrow in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me drown in my tears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="font-family: serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.6em; white-space: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ~MANiNJA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Thank you MANiNJA, for creating such a great literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;It is, an overall, a poem with simple and clear language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;The poet wrote this poem while listening to the Naruto interlude, called "&lt;a href="http://www.narutochuushin.com/downloads/script/downloads.php?title=soundtrack_track08"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Sadness and Sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I've been listening to this song for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;It touches the deepest in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Well, hope that it suits ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7393574238908662541?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7393574238908662541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-subject.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7393574238908662541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7393574238908662541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-subject.html' title='-No subject-'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-7279826645429231489</id><published>2010-02-04T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:08:32.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!! Life is totally tiring and /*cencored*/ boring!</title><content type='html'>So many work, so little time; so many friends, but none of them understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. I understand them. Sometimes, things just don't like getting the way you want it to be. They like to go the other way instead. At times, it gets boring. But whatever happens, life still goes on. Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short post for today. Well, it's been a few days not getting online so just to refresh myself with the environment. Moreover, people are telling me that Safari serves better so just to try it for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-7279826645429231489?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/7279826645429231489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/cencored-argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7279826645429231489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/7279826645429231489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/02/cencored-argh.html' title='ARGH!!! Life is totally tiring and /*cencored*/ boring!'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-1484149862319927816</id><published>2010-01-26T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:17:52.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>People often ask me. What is my dream? Hmm... ... I'll have to take a back-track to my past to get back that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Dream" height="200" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/168/1/c/dream_by_SuzyTheButcher.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I had once wanted to be a lawyer someday. That's when I was 7 to around 10. Nonetheless, that dream suddenly become a history of mine. I was having no dream for my future after that till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that my second dream which was already happened is that I am aiming to score straight A's in my UPSR. I did it. I should be on cloud nine or maybe even cloud eighteen. But I wasn't happy at all. What I felt at that time, was emptiness. I was young. I never understand that feeling at that time. I never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Path of Dream" height="230" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/298/4/0/The_Path_of_Dream_by_maril1.jpg" title="Path of Dream" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to scroll though the above picture, you'll see the tooltip "Path of Dream". It is indeed, to me, a deep meaning. Something I might be taking days, weeks, months or even years to finally know what is actually the Path of Dream. Some people will just tell you, it's just a way of how you fulfill you dream. Some will tell you it's just nothing but another irritating discussion. But to a person who had not found or, like me, had lost his/hers dream, it is something that can be thought, deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be another dream for me. The dream to search for the actual "Path of Dream".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-1484149862319927816?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/1484149862319927816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1484149862319927816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/1484149862319927816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2654090959590786972</id><published>2010-01-19T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:43:22.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooling days are starting to make me squick!</title><content type='html'>School is the second home to all students in this world. I, myself, had once thought it was my first home where I learn my first language, my first writing, my first drawing, my first place where I learn how to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I step into secondary school, or most people preferably to call it high school, I'm starting to get scared of school. Maybe it's because I still can't make myself into the school. But it's already two years and this is the start of the third year, so it must my problem. Question is, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching the answer for weeks, or even months. The answer is yet to be proven. But I'll write here since not many people are reading this. I actually found that I'm getting lazy every second. I don't know why? Plus, people around me say that I learn very fast. Here's a secret to share. I forget what I learned faster. And, I never master them. See! That's what I found. I told my friend and he even laughed and say that I joked. This is no joke and I kicked him to go watch &lt;a href="http://blurguru.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blur Guru&lt;/a&gt; for jokes. (It's a new joking blog I'm developing with another friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope that I can finally get rid of these nasty problems and get back to the old Johnson. I wanna be me again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2654090959590786972?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2654090959590786972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/schooling-days-are-starting-to-make-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2654090959590786972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2654090959590786972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/schooling-days-are-starting-to-make-me.html' title='Schooling days are starting to make me squick!'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5212879685982296671</id><published>2010-01-17T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:32:52.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navigation Bar Made</title><content type='html'>Yay! I finally made the Navigation Bar out.&lt;br /&gt;Try it and if you wish to have a link to your blog on the Websites list, just tell me guys. (Sorry but I only offer this to people I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest time I got online. I grabbed my chance getting on this late. Hope that my parents won't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just writing to celebrate the birth of my Nav Bar. Nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5212879685982296671?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5212879685982296671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/navigation-bar-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5212879685982296671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5212879685982296671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/navigation-bar-made.html' title='Navigation Bar Made'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5686605205534886537</id><published>2010-01-13T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:15:40.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Reinforcements?</title><content type='html'>Reinforcements for homework please, which I believe that it is impossible. Form 3 is quite a heavy year for me. Especially when I have a super important PMR (which all teachers and principal keeps on pressing on) in front a couple of months later, which is merely 9 months away.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! That's short for every student to reread all their subjects in the earlier Forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really care about now is my Living Skills subject and History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Skills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a pain in my @$$ to fully memorize this thing as I don't have a really good memory after all. Inlike all my friends, mine is merely a Giga Byte. For practical work, it is just a piece of cake. I sometimes call it "sap sap water nia" (I'm not showing-off plz =="). But when it comes to theory, I'm dead! It likes to ask about the uses of a/an electronic which for me hard to get in the brain. I really hope that I'm like my friends with good memories. mumble... mumble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too, a pain in the rear. Especially when you meet a teacher who can put to to sleep. I was nearly made to but I was able to stand it. Lucky me! It's still facts but all dead facts which the olden days people will find a lot more easier than we do. It's their time after all. But, again, my memory. It's not that I like to blame it. Every&lt;br /&gt;time I'm going to sit for a paper, my mind will go blank! Holy Sh*t! That's dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 6 o'clock and it's time for me to put an end for this blog today. See'ya Jnub Space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5686605205534886537?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5686605205534886537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/any-reinforcements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5686605205534886537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5686605205534886537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/any-reinforcements.html' title='Any Reinforcements?'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3182520570776895280</id><published>2010-01-07T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:51:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times of School</title><content type='html'>It's the 4th day at school today and OMG! The homework is grossly heavy on the 3rd day. I only finish my homework by 12 midnight, no online that day and it made me worse, not enough energy for the next morning which is today morning. Cursed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the 3rd day, I had already met all the teachers who are going to teach us, which is my class, for this year. They are all okay, just that the History teacher can make you go dreamy. Most of them won't put you to sleep but you might if you are not fully awaken from your slumber. They aren't very or too strict, but of course, with a few cheeky little monkeys in my class, they aren't that bad at all. Whew... Am I thanking them? Neh! They cause you trouble too, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine recommended me to read about Guadalcanal Campaign of World War II. I liked about that story, ever since my cousin played the game Modern Warfare. I found World War II a little interesting. And too, I got nothing else to read on my hand too. Bored...I'm going to find myself a few things about WW2 for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really bored these days. Except for school, I need rushing to tuition, finish homework fast as possible. Getting online is starting to make me feel worse. What's gonna be next? Something special in my life, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3182520570776895280?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3182520570776895280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/times-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3182520570776895280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3182520570776895280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/times-of-school.html' title='Times of School'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-2728292461780941105</id><published>2010-01-04T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:54:08.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy or Unhappy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/S0HGfDdbGJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jAqyv8cDZxs/s1600-h/2010.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/S0HGfDdbGJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jAqyv8cDZxs/s320/2010.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy New Year, although it's a little late for that. I was quite lazy getting online these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school's back, things are gonna get back on track and start rollin'. Too, I now, as a 15 year-old schooling boy, which is Form 3 here, is gonna sit for my PMR this year.&lt;br /&gt;My school principal is already starting to talk about PMR at the assembly. Is that... crazy? I understand that this few months preparing is a little short in the long run but hey, it's the first day at school and he's toying my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just love asking about New Year wishes. Well, I don't really have one. But if I'm going to have to choose one, I'll just wish that I can get straight A's in the PMR. Hey, hey, hey! Greedy, am I? But sorry to upset you, I am a little greedy. Greed for what? Greed to make myself better. Yes, that's what many people are thinking about, to improve themselves. So, hoping to see all my friends are improving too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs48/f/2009/157/4/5/45155bf0a0a25c55c8a10e9d48233635.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs48/f/2009/157/4/5/45155bf0a0a25c55c8a10e9d48233635.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I'm a Photoshop user. Yes, this picture beside is a Photoshop CS4 stamping. No, I'm not using Photoshop CS4. I was using one until it spoiled. Man, I was so sad back then. That was my best designing software in my computer. Now, I'm using Photoshop 7.0. Well, better than having nothing at all. Hope that I can finally find another website to download a free, full version Photoshop CS4. I so want one. Gonna add it to my wishlist this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm now using Photosop 7.0 (totally out-dated version), I still make ok graphics. Luckily...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'm able to master more graphic-making skills this year (together with my schooling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. I waste nearly 10 minutes for this. My mom's gonna kill me if the typing goes on. C'ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, forgot to tell you guys. I changed my blog's name and address. Check it out! Cool name but the address is kinda funny and long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-2728292461780941105?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/2728292461780941105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-or-unhappy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2728292461780941105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/2728292461780941105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-or-unhappy-new-year.html' title='Happy or Unhappy New Year'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_REGrwUH9dVg/S0HGfDdbGJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jAqyv8cDZxs/s72-c/2010.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-6356847531386377138</id><published>2009-09-13T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:49:54.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cup of Ice Lemon Tea</title><content type='html'>It's been a while that I've been taking ice lemon tea as my first choice since two years ago (except in &lt;i&gt;kopitiams&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking why that I like this drink as most people around me doesn't like the drink and kept arguing over with me. But today, I have an answer to my own question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice, to me, it means cold, cool, alone in a corner or left alone. It suits me, as I always felt alone with no one to help or even encourage me to face the obstacles in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon, a sour fruit, sorrowfulness to me. I don't feel good being in happiness as it is just another beginning of a new sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea, a bitter drink. Suits my style of thinking, the bitter part of life, the worst part of the mind where people wouldn't ever think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so unfair? Well, you get use to it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Bill Gates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-6356847531386377138?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/6356847531386377138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/09/cup-of-ice-lemon-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6356847531386377138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6356847531386377138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/09/cup-of-ice-lemon-tea.html' title='A cup of Ice Lemon Tea'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5609180999122592035</id><published>2009-08-24T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:07:33.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 3rd term</title><content type='html'>Time.&lt;br /&gt;Waits for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It will go,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go,&lt;br /&gt;faster than you,&lt;br /&gt;for now and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's goes the third term of the schools with the third exam just passed. The exam was *whew, good heavens, totally killing me. The questions are hot topics but I know nothing, especially Geography, History and K. Hidup. These are my public enemies and biggest thread in exams. I never got good marks for these. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the school's having a donation to build whole new block to take in more students and let students have a room when needed, especially for the afternoon session classes who don't have a place to sit down and relax when they have to go to the morning session to attend some activities like the Sports Day or Teachers Day or anything else. The school organized this donation, hoping to get help from all kind-hearten donators to contribute the school. I'd like to take this opportunity to encourage everyone to kindly donate for our school for the future generations. For the glory of Hua Lian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just mastered a few graphic making skills from &lt;a href="http://tealeafgraphics.7forums.net"&gt;TeaLeaf graphics&lt;/a&gt; and more graphics found at &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;Deviant ART&lt;/a&gt;. These websites are made up of genius graphic makers. So don't joke around saying that you are the best graphic maker cause there is always someone out there who's better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5609180999122592035?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5609180999122592035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-3rd-term.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5609180999122592035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5609180999122592035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-3rd-term.html' title='End of 3rd term'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-5046034064428075828</id><published>2009-06-25T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:57:05.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing special</title><content type='html'>Yeah, base to my title, nothing special happens in my life. Every time I view other blogs, they always have special events happening. Then why isn't my life like others? They can always have fun around or even sad, sobbing in their days. Lonely life I got here. Although I got parents, brothers and sisters, life's still boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mater how boring it is, life still goes on, cause the earth is still spinning. Well, I'll tr making it awesome. Hopefully...=="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-5046034064428075828?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/5046034064428075828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5046034064428075828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/5046034064428075828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing special'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-6900421822189944723</id><published>2009-06-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:06:23.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First phone typed blog</title><content type='html'>Hi to you.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first phone writen blog.&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short post. Will be edited soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited from below (computer typed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fresh day and hey I'm back to school. Yeah, school is sure a fun place to be but still, I don't understand why most students hate it. Maybe it's the teachers? Or the bullies? Yeah, I don't know. So if you want to share about this, you can go to my website to share your experience or others at Music FM (link is just at the affiliates box in the blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, I'm not really happy with my class (I'm a class monitor). They nearly made me mad in just two days. I gone a little crazy banging my own head on the wall and hit the wall hardly with my own fist even bleed. Don't say that I'm not someone who couldn't control his temper, cause you wouldn't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-6900421822189944723?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/6900421822189944723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-phone-typed-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6900421822189944723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/6900421822189944723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-phone-typed-blog.html' title='First phone typed blog'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-99712499224574255</id><published>2009-06-02T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:43:31.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang the internet</title><content type='html'>As usual, reach my dad's office and turn on the pc and time for more forum edit and visit.&lt;div&gt;Hey, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF!!! &lt;/span&gt;The internet connection is giving me that "face" again!!! DC... DC... DC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last reach &lt;a href="http://johnson5756.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, reach &lt;a href="http://musicfm.twilight-mania.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Music FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, reach the websites I wanted. Then... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANG IT!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;again. I can't post up my replies &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(But at least I can do it really slow here...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; The internet connection here at Kamunting sux. For sometimes, I really hope that I can burn down St&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; HQ. They never give us a dang and just let the internet connection keep on going DC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just give up on the internet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some avatar background I just made, hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bigger version:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.imageshack.us/img2/5136/woody.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a target="_new" href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/johnson5756"&gt;johnson5756&lt;/a&gt; at 2009-06-01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.imageshack.us/img2/8739/photoshoporigin.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a target="_new" href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/Johnson5756"&gt;Johnson5756&lt;/a&gt; at 2009-06-01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Hope you like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-99712499224574255?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/99712499224574255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/dang-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/99712499224574255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/99712499224574255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/06/dang-internet.html' title='Dang the internet'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712414764572109420.post-3838283535701452174</id><published>2009-05-18T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:14:57.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnson5756's first blog at Blogger</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Blogger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, things are getting quite complicated these few days. Competitions are arriving everyday and lots more activities are going on at school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since that this is my first blog, I should introduce myself here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Johnson5756&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age: 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gender: Male&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Websites: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicfm.twilight-mania.com"&gt;http://musicfm.twilight-mania.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the school holidays are here now and everyone might be having a good time playing pc games, surfing the net, having an interesting book in their hands or doing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'FEI'&lt;/span&gt; things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll stop the typing for today cause this is just a short intro about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you have a nice day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6712414764572109420-3838283535701452174?l=japorized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/feeds/3838283535701452174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/05/johnson5756s-first-blog-at-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3838283535701452174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6712414764572109420/posts/default/3838283535701452174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://japorized.blogspot.com/2009/05/johnson5756s-first-blog-at-blogger.html' title='Johnson5756&apos;s first blog at Blogger'/><author><name>Japorized Ng</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/100427356649367178288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pdwzFfUBdnA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fBZksGHgmq4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
