<?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-8208218978971563235</id><updated>2011-08-16T06:10:22.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Right Under Here~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-450252582619666592</id><published>2010-11-18T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:55:16.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plainly Updating</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been enjoying my holiday since end of October until now - the holiday ends on 2nd of Jan, 2011. In other words, a brand new semester of studies will be commencing on the 3rd of Jan, 2011, which is about one month plus away from now. Thus, I gotta make use of my holiday to the maximum. Like....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catch up with my besties, which I do it almost every day?! Reading, shopping, movie-ing, travelling and SPORTING are something imperative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, currently I am learning Arabic &amp;amp; Italian online. I believe I able to speak a couples of common phrases using these two languages at the end of this year. The main reason of why I would like to learn to speak Arabic is because I have a number of friends who come from Middle-East countries and most of them are Arabic literate. For Italian, it is a language that I would like to master of and I guess I don't have to such say about how unique, how eminent the language is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, part-time jobs are inevitable too. Lulx. To be sheer, "&lt;i&gt;No money, no holiday..." , grunted by Dave.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-450252582619666592?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/450252582619666592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=450252582619666592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/450252582619666592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/450252582619666592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/11/plainly-updating.html' title='Plainly Updating'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1260052848542278300</id><published>2010-10-02T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:11:28.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RETRIEVING</title><content type='html'>There are a few reasons of why I named this post as "RETRIEVING". Firstly, of cause obviously everyone could notice that this tiny bloggie is almost half-dying and I am trying to restore it to a flourishing state, which I definitely suppose that it will not last for at least a certain period. Anyway, it is way too better than most my friend's blogs though. *cough*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I just got back from Thailand last month. I guess I do not have to say much about that trip, as the pictures in my or YG members' profiles in FB say it all. It is an awesome trip! If everything goes smooth and as predicted, then my following trips will be KOREA in December, Philippines in January, Singapore in either April (or end of this year) and perhaps some local excursions in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three more weeks later, I repeat THREE MORE WEEKS later I will be enjoying a two months of holy-day (holiday to be exact). I have actually started planning of what to do in that two months. No, it ain't too early for me to do so, as a person might get lost and/or mislead to wrong directions if he/she plans after his/her final examinations. That is what one of my friend told me, and yes, I think there are these peoples. Certainly, I am not one of them. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1260052848542278300?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1260052848542278300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1260052848542278300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1260052848542278300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1260052848542278300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/10/retrieving.html' title='RETRIEVING'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8244792526496479503</id><published>2010-07-07T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:29:09.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haphazard</title><content type='html'>Arg, Arg, arg~ You can't deny that you didn't ever published a post named as haphazard, arbitrary, randomness or whatsoever that you would like to call it as. I bet you do. With no exception, I do that too, and quite often I would say. I guess most of the peoples named their post as the titles which I mention above is because they have a number of trifles to share with, or perhaps some stuffs that they would like to bond/link them together and so do I.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies? Yeah start with something relevant to studies. Throughout the weeks, tonnes of  never-ending assignments, lab reports and so forth are flowing like tranquil river. Due to the reason of I have already get used to it, thus, I would describe it as tranquil. Not really a tough job to me, but they require a lot of hard works though. Furthermore, imagine when your friends request to "&lt;i&gt;BORROW&lt;/i&gt;" from you, in fact, they are actually "&lt;i&gt;COPYING&lt;/i&gt;" and they obtain higher marks than you! Well, no worries, god knows how you will feel. Even a gawk comprehend that. I'm sure there are "better" words other than piss off. Darn it or f**k it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, I really can't wait to finish my final exams for this semester and head for the beach holiday in Thailand for a week with my besties! Aww.. Imagine 46days later, we will be doing... SNAP, gonna stop imagine, take a bath, glue myself on the chair and start doing my "ASS"ignmentsss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao, Bloggie and the Peerers out there~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice Wednesday night. Have it your way! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8244792526496479503?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8244792526496479503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8244792526496479503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8244792526496479503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8244792526496479503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/07/haphazard.html' title='Haphazard'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4456183376572662778</id><published>2010-07-03T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:51:12.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Embarrassing Day</title><content type='html'>Wassup, Snowman in KL yo! Yeah one of my bestie whity Loon is back from Indo. I meet him in newly-opened Kepong Village Mall (Tesco). While my younger bro and me were like "aunty" grabbing fresh baked breads (with discount somemore) with a gang of aunties and somebody tapped me at the back, I turned, and I saw him. In other words, he saw what I was doing at that time too. GOSH! LMAO! I was so embarrassing, perhaps he didn't notice that. Fine. When we were queuing up at the counter, what a coincident that he and his sis were queuing up at the next counter too! Ouh my.. Hmm...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, most of my besties are back from oversea at the moment. Except Ren who still shopping crazily in the States. Yeah, congrats your gang (B.O.T) are going to back in one piece again, as what Cherish had said, which is true. No doubt, same thing goes to YG as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I bet this little post sure arouse Ren's homesickness. Am I right? *cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4456183376572662778?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4456183376572662778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4456183376572662778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4456183376572662778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4456183376572662778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/07/embarrassing-day.html' title='An Embarrassing Day'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3231668761273156417</id><published>2010-06-11T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:19:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slothful Afternoon</title><content type='html'>There are tonnes of stuffs to revise before tests on next Tuesday and Wednesday, and I'm still idling, sitting in front of the lappie do facebooking, msn-ing, surfing the net's' and yes...blogging. Lulx. Moreover, I know it's monotonous to find out celebrities' rumors or latest news especially in terms of *cough*. ;-) Hmmm, anyway, somehow, it is rather exhilarating.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, recently I'm getting into all sort of stuffs that relevant to Australia. I don't ever know that I can be such fancy to them. Really. No matter the fascinating Australian(THEY ARE INDEED HOT!) or the gorgeous country itself do amaze me profoundly! In addition, I'm currently searching of some kind of working holiday for this coming November and as well as December's break through web sites. I manage to observe a few and I just have to be ascertained about it for details' sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3231668761273156417?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3231668761273156417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3231668761273156417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3231668761273156417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3231668761273156417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/06/slothful-afternoon.html' title='A Slothful Afternoon'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-2289658935218027617</id><published>2010-06-07T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:28:51.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equilibrium</title><content type='html'>Recently, few things are mingling me into a condition of equilibrium-less. They crumple up  my mind and at the same time they deoxidizing it as well. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt, again, it's all about the five core elements of my life. Money, relationships, family, health &amp;amp; happiness. Not all of them comprise of perplexity yet not to specific which , perhaps maybe 2 or 2 and a half of them do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, again, again &amp;amp; again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darn it~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-2289658935218027617?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2289658935218027617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=2289658935218027617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2289658935218027617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2289658935218027617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/06/equilibrium.html' title='Equilibrium'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1072139823422393611</id><published>2010-06-05T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:23:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haphazard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There ain't much of stuffs to talk about though, perhaps some trifles would make up a post. Like recently I really think that non-KL folks should not drive in KL. Well, maybe not all of them but majority of them I would say. It's just plainly all about their driving speed and skills. Something I would like to clarify here is, I am not one of those who used to drive 150km/h in MRR2 or KL-Cheras route or any highways, unless I have to, but could you morons just kindly move your ass out of the fast lane if your driving speed is below.....100km/h?!  *piss off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Secondly, sorry but I really have to say it. I HATE RACIST INDEED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Racism is a horrible, unfavorable and inequitable thing. In fact, it does not matter what colors of skin, sexuality, age or whatever they are, everyone is a human being that's the dominant thing. So treat everyone the same! You nonsensical racist!  *pisssssss off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1072139823422393611?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1072139823422393611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1072139823422393611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1072139823422393611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1072139823422393611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/06/haphazard.html' title='Haphazard'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-2516250201545650255</id><published>2010-05-02T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:37:37.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project</title><content type='html'>Title: Decorative wheel fitted with flat paddles (Air or Water Driven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective: Working in a team to design and fabricate a Decorative Wheel Fitted with Flat Paddles which can smoothly rotate by using an Air Stream or Water Jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: After few days of working out with my team mates, plans after plans, deliberates about materials, tons of analysing and the two pictures below shown the result! Although it's not really eye-catching, we do feel the sense of accomplishment. By the way, thanks a lot for the contributions and the co-operations between team mates. Stay cool~  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466660775207715890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/S917Au3RRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ogKdAVnUwQs/s400/P5020849.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466660493692980978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/S916wWI7TvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VjzaxqXd4nE/s400/P5020846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-2516250201545650255?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2516250201545650255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=2516250201545650255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2516250201545650255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2516250201545650255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-project.html' title='Final Project'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/S917Au3RRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ogKdAVnUwQs/s72-c/P5020849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3888213193661040805</id><published>2010-05-02T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T16:59:24.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynical Moment</title><content type='html'>Some negative thoughts are creeping into my mind. This is how it goes, erm okay this is gonna be the last time I would type out this certain ridiculous, damn and doom phrase, I promise! Yes, that is totally nothing to do with me and I thought I'm utterly cool with it. In fact, actually I'm not. Wait a second, there's something I must explain here. I just plainly abominate, scorn and loathe you to the max, that is it, nothing else! Or perhaps it ain't a max, it is just another peak point of a tide. Sometimes it protrudes, like now; sometimes it just maintain its horizontal level, like what it does most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, when I see you all getting better, I feel unwell, uneasy. Or another way to say it is "Ngan-hong" in cantonese. Yes, I know I'm rather whinny pussy or bitchy here and I know it's so bad, so unfavorable to behave this way, but I just feel like expressing it out. Of course I would not talk about this, so try not to ask me anything regarding about it. That is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for being mentally disorder. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3888213193661040805?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3888213193661040805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3888213193661040805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3888213193661040805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3888213193661040805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/05/cynical-moment.html' title='Cynical Moment'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7463908882488097598</id><published>2010-04-17T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:12:59.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Days, Shoo Away!</title><content type='html'>It just seems like I frequently forget the principle of the life that I have always wanted. "Enjoy your life &amp;amp; live life to the MAX!" is the simple phrase which I keep telling myself every time yet I keep forgetting. Regarding the phrase, itself has a number of meanings. As different people would have different thoughts and perspectives. However, what I'm trying to enlighten myself is no matter how poor I'm, how pathetic I'm, how bad is the situation that I'm stuck in, how empty or tedious or unfavorable my life is, I must enjoy my life and so does everyone. Perhaps sometimes I'm just rather arbitrary and I'm still learning somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7463908882488097598?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7463908882488097598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7463908882488097598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7463908882488097598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7463908882488097598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-days-shoo-away.html' title='Bad Days, Shoo Away!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3721501437434398419</id><published>2010-04-08T18:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:10:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheer Exhilaration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's a pleasing beginning to me and perhaps to you as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Which I tremendously hope so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well, although we didn't have the chance to bring up a conversation today, a beckon, a "bye~" &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a touch it's definitely enough, since it's (0, 0) in a coordinate system, a origin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Days to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dear THE account,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You shoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;d have known th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The expression in your eyes is so "electrifying"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And your voice, sounds so tempting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Wondering how &amp;amp; would you sound when eating ramee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just fail to refrain myself from peeping at you all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;YEAH there is one more ridiculous thingy, which I would like to share right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;While I was driving home today, gosh, I feel like singing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;春风她吻上我的脸~  告诉我现在是春天~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OH MY!!! YG you guys are no doubt permitted to laugh your ass off together with me though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P/S: Dave here, a.k.a Mr. Flirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3721501437434398419?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3721501437434398419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3721501437434398419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3721501437434398419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3721501437434398419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/04/sheer-exhilaration.html' title='Sheer Exhilaration'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1950892794970556117</id><published>2010-04-01T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T16:23:15.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confide</title><content type='html'>Some peoples say life flashes by all too fast, and is over all too soon. I wouldn't deny that, nonetheless, I guess I will only say that when I'm in my 70's or 80's or there about. Strange that the memories of youth linger long, stay vivid, perhaps because we live our young lives more intensely. Everything is fresh and for the first time, and unforgettable. And we have more time just to stand and stare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always share our story with a beginning, with a happening. So do I. However, this time I ain't going to touch about the detail thingy. In fact, I'm going to share about the conclusion, the termination, the consequence or anyway you would like to call it and some exact yet true statements.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Don't ever show off yourselves unless you really have to. Be humble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Don't ever blame on someone because of their incapability, especially while you unable to do it either. (And my suggestion will be keep your mouth shut!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Try to do your best in every things, every fields, every circumstances in order to achieve to your goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Learn to forgive &amp;amp; forget! (That's what I'm learning and I guess I'm pretty good at it. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Live life to the MAX!!! (Always enjoy your life~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1950892794970556117?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1950892794970556117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1950892794970556117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1950892794970556117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1950892794970556117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/04/confide.html' title='Confide'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-2408756482512897317</id><published>2010-02-28T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:54:18.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks You!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I don't feel like starting this post with emo opening or what. Anyway I guess I would just fail to do so. Yeah in lunar calender, today is the Valentines Day but the different is I am going to celebrate it alone. Sounds pathetic uh? Lulx. At the very beginning, I would like to thanks to my friends who support me throughout these few days and perhaps the days coming also?! :-)  Maybe you all will feel like huh we didn't help anything, but in fact you all do. Really. Thanks! Actually I tremendously hope it is not the time yet, but unfortunately and unexpectedly it happened. It is very hard to accept that it happened though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, you are just selfish, stubborn, indomitable, childish for sometime &amp;amp; you didn't ever stand at my point and think, you didn't ever view from my perspective. I immorderately hate the words of "meaningless &amp;amp; wasting time" from you but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your acceptance in September, 19th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for holding my hands&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the hugs &amp;amp; kisses&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the laughter &amp;amp; joyful moments&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for allowing me to comprehend "What's love about?"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your love throughout this merely a half-year-relationship&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for ending all of these in February, 27th, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no doubt, a tough job for me to utterly forget about you. But every single seconds since "the day", I keep telling myselves that I'll be fine. I hope I able to pull all of the memories of you, even the tiniest thingy of you out of my mind asap and I strongly believe that I can do it. I loved you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-2408756482512897317?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2408756482512897317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=2408756482512897317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2408756482512897317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2408756482512897317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-you.html' title='Thanks You!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7917498505263109509</id><published>2010-01-08T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:06:03.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai Trip 27/12-2/1</title><content type='html'>I'm quite lazy to post the whole story here, thus I'm just going to share some focal points of the enjoyable trip. The first three days, we were travelling around Hangzhou &amp;amp; Suzhou. As you guys know, Hangzhou is a famous tourist metropolis. We took a cruise at the famous West Lake. Since the Tang Dynasty, West Lake has been famous for its fascinating natural scenery and its few love stories. Many historical and scenis spots are nestled in the gree hill or hidden in the valleys around the lake, such as "Three Pagodas Reflecting the Moon" etc. We did visit to the Ling Yin Monastery, where my cousin sis, my younger bro and me had our snowball fight there. It's exhilarating! Moreover, I would say the "Sung Dynasty Show" in the Sung Village is a must-watch-show in Hangzhou. As it is rated as one of the best shows in China and acknowledge as one of the best in the world. I really did enjoy the show though. For Suzhou, Tiger Hill was our first spot on out itinerary. It's also known as the "No. 1 Historical SIte in Central Wu". Tiger HIll is boasted with it's picturesque scenery, countless historical sites left by the past dynasties and many legends. A lot of peoples say that, Suzhou Silk Factory is also a place where not to be missed, but to me it's just so-so. However, I would say Wu Lin Square is a place where not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the following 4 days, we were staying in Shanghai. Of course the first thing come into peoples' mind is the famous Nanjing Road. You are able to find over 6000 shops that on average are visted by 1.7 million people EACH DAY! It's freaking crowded, my bro and I were squeezing like sardins in the shopping centers. You may try and imagine yourselves, we squeezed like what we do in our local night markets in their shopping center man. Everyone is doing their shopping spree along it, where they can purchase everything from cheap souvenirs to world famous brand items. Besides that, we also took a relaxing cruise along the Huangpu Rive and enjoy the spectacular night view of Shanghai on private yachts. Furthermore, it'll be the Chenghuang Temple, a very unique shopping area for souvenirs and famous for its Shanghai buns (Siao Long Pau). It's also a place where we spent most of our money though. Lulx. On 31/12 night, we had a "Countdown Gala Dinner" in the prestigous Shanghai International Convention Centre commanding a spectacular view of the Huangpu River rented at RMB400,000! Gosh. But frankly speaking, the shows were just so-so as well. -_- However, I love our last dinner in Shanghai though. It's a sumptuous buffet dinner at the distinguished Golden Jaguar Restaurant with more than 400 types of foods filled with unlimited wines, chinese liquors, shark-fin soups, abalones, bird-nests, sashimi, steaks and etc... Of course, I went for Japanese Cuisine the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing between Shanghai, Hangzhou &amp;amp; Suzhou, I love Hangzhou the most, no matter the peoples or the places. And yeah just for your information, Hangzhou is a very fine and suitable place for couples to have their dating over there. Really! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7917498505263109509?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7917498505263109509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7917498505263109509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7917498505263109509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7917498505263109509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2010/01/shanghai-trip-2712-21.html' title='Shanghai Trip 27/12-2/1'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1850661856676406601</id><published>2009-12-12T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:13:55.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERPLEXITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, I realise that my previous posts tend to be melancholy. Yes, I admit that I always scruple excessively, but I would say I'm not a pessimistic person. However, I do pessimize towards certain things which I unable to make it under control and I don't hope it creeps into my mind either. Sometimes, it really bewilder me, I just feel distressing tremendously. It ain't cool at all. Darn it. Nevertheless, it's always so pleasant to have a suitable listener, a good listener to be with you. Whenever I speak my problems, perplexity out or sharing with them, even though they didn't console nor solve my difficulty, yet it's alleviating, I feel relieve. Thanks for them. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, I told&lt;em&gt;  you &lt;/em&gt;and I supposed that I'm gonna be okay with 5 days of NO COMMUNICATION at all with &lt;em&gt;you. &lt;/em&gt;But &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; know what?! It's indeed suffering and I ain't cool with that, not even the tiniest bit. I hope you will feel the same senses like what I'm feeling right now when I'm in the coming Shang Hai trip though. I miss &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1850661856676406601?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1850661856676406601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1850661856676406601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1850661856676406601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1850661856676406601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/12/perplexity.html' title='PERPLEXITY'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1552678583635218288</id><published>2009-11-26T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:26:58.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling of Unfavorable</title><content type='html'>I disrelish it when everytime people starts asking me when am I going to study in foreign country and "No, I'm NOT going aboard to further my studies. I will finish my whole degree course here", is the statement which I hate to answer them. Yeah, no doubt, I'm going to stuck(suck) at here, four years locally in this *tut* country. I ain't trying to say M'sia isn't a good country though, it is just err whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel great for them, for all of my friends who are currently pursuing their degree/master in foreign countries or soon. Meanwhile, I freakishly envy them too. That they able to travel around, savoring luscious cuisines, posting fabulous pictures in FB, sharing extraordinary stories and so forth. Such a coveted lifestyle which I so craving for! But, hmm... Darn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1552678583635218288?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1552678583635218288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1552678583635218288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1552678583635218288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1552678583635218288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-of-unfavorable.html' title='Feeling of Unfavorable'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-5183373219441947237</id><published>2009-11-10T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:57:53.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hodgepodge</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to say that I didn't and I don't abandon my tiny blog. It's just that, I was rather lazy for posting and yet I was having a crammed and hectic short sem. Okay, anyway, I'm having a two months plus' holiday for the moment and if I'm not mistaken, my next sem is going to be starts at 4th of Jan, 2010. Yeah, no doubt, it's 2010! Lulx, I know it's consider as a long long break though. Thus, I require plenty of part-time jobs or maybe full-time's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, our result for the previous sem still haven't release yet. It has been about two weeks plus and without knowing, unconsciousness is creeping into my mind. I'm almost senseless toward about it. It's good to me though, isn't it?! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I do admit that I'm a person who used to ponder a lot, too much, excessively. And I'm going to change over this bad habit asap for my own sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed. ZZZzzzzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-5183373219441947237?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5183373219441947237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=5183373219441947237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5183373219441947237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5183373219441947237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/11/hodgepodge.html' title='Hodgepodge'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7378830529904476597</id><published>2009-09-27T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:39:09.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTS (CRAP VERSION)</title><content type='html'>Okay story/article always starts from a very old-fashioned way, neither mine. Sometimes changing doesn't mean good in any aspects, in any point of view; sometimes maintaining might be the best way, the best idea to live through our own live or our own living habits. We as a typical human, we have to, we must always think and work for changes or improvements. Hell yes, that's what we are doing everyday in our busy daily schedule. No doubts, studies, works, money, loves and entertainments/luxurious living standard are the five core elements in our mind, especially me, myselves. Of course, once in awhile, there will be some "attachments" though. A fresh, fine, passionate and yet perplexing "attachment" will come about. It does agitates your adrenalin, however, it does crumple up your veins/mind too. (Although this statement doesn't apply to everyone, I happen to confront it.) Yeah, it may sounds pathetic that you wish to be like someone in someways, no matter physically or mentally. But I just wish I can be like others as in the way they reach equilibrium in a relationship. That's what I want for the moment. But how??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7378830529904476597?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7378830529904476597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7378830529904476597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7378830529904476597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7378830529904476597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-crap-version.html' title='THOUGHTS (CRAP VERSION)'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-10903148447682203</id><published>2009-09-12T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:48:25.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOMNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first two weeks of September aka my very first two weeks of this new semester have passed. As an overall simplification, I would say things are changing; things are remaining ordinarily; things are waiting to be progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*For peeper's information, I'm into eating nice cuisines! Really, super that type! Lulx~ These two weeks, due to the unrestrained breaks between classes, my uni-mates and me went to lots of places to have our lunch. Indeed, I spent a lot for meals. $$$ gone... :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: Spaghettii Carbonara is always my favourite!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*I'm tremendously eager for love &amp;amp; sex, fine meals, shopping and travelling!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The randomness ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-10903148447682203?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/10903148447682203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=10903148447682203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/10903148447682203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/10903148447682203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomness.html' title='RANDOMNESS'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1403760694987603424</id><published>2009-08-30T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:33:53.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks of Holiday</title><content type='html'>Sometimes peoples tend to be despicable, they don't appreciate what they have or what they are owning, neither I. Perhaps humans include me should always learn how to value; how to cherish; how to worship whatever and whoever they got now. Well, it may sounds typical or old-fashioned but it is corresponding to known as fact. On the other hand, if you say you don't have anything or anyone (especially bf/gf stuff) for you to do so, stop sitting infont of your laptop and facebooking; stop lounging lazily on you sofa and watching drama; stop grumbling to your friends that you are so "lonely", so "gatal", it is time for you to execute some actions, raise up and mix around with more peoples and be socialized! Start flirting around?! *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes, during these two precious weeks of holiday I guess I am too unrestrained or what. I have to say I am quite idle and it is inducing me to start and pondering. It is good to ponder over something/anything though, but it is beyond the boundary, it excess. I just wish to start my new semester of my course asap, which is on this coming tuesday. Thank god. To be soaking in a buzy daily schedule is what I need for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: By the way, I do enjoy myselves during the holidays too. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1403760694987603424?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1403760694987603424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1403760694987603424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1403760694987603424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1403760694987603424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-weeks-of-holiday.html' title='Two Weeks of Holiday'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3150222394746758520</id><published>2009-08-19T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:21:48.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOBIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"If seeing the number 13 makes you fear that something bad will happen, you may have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;triskaidekaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. If you can't even mutter the number 666, you could have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hexakosioihexekontakexaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The footballer, David Beckham (My Idol) is reportedly suffering from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ataxophobia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (fear of untidiness) and must organise his wardrobe according to colour. He also has the urge to count his clothes and organise his magazines in straight lines."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what?! I happen to have phobias too! First it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ataxophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; same with DB and another one is slight &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;claustrophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (fear of confined spaces). And I would like to clarify here it is NOT &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cotophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (fear of darkness) as what Keanu Reeves suffering from. They are totally different. Check it out, what you fear of, you might have phobias too:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://phobialist.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://phobialist.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3150222394746758520?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3150222394746758520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3150222394746758520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3150222394746758520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3150222394746758520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/08/phobias.html' title='PHOBIAS'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1505144857039596890</id><published>2009-08-15T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:06:38.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks of Holidays</title><content type='html'>Yuhuu!!! Final was erm *cough* forget about it and anyway it has comes to an end and I'm totally, fully and utterly enjoying myselves. For last weekend I was sick like hell. Cough, Flu, Headache, Sore throat and High fever (39.0 degree celcius!) almost 40! I went for doctor, and I told him every single symptoms. He was like woo kena all uh?! After probing, and he was sooooooo whiny.. He keeps repeating drink more water..water..water..water and water.. I was like darn it are you going to tell me whether I kena H1N1 virus or not?! Yiish.. And finally he said don't worry it's not H1N1 and remember drink more water -_- and bla bla bla... Wheu~ The most important thing was I miss the opportunity that I did not follow them to airport and send off Ren... What a regret... :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this early morning, I happened to receive two bad newz. Ren's grandma passed away and so do one of my ex pre-u mate, Sly. Ren's grandma's death was due to aged and cancer disease. However, Sly was due to unknown viruses attacked. And yeah hereby, to their dearest families, please accept the condolences and regards from us. May they all be the angels in the heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this two precious weeks, I'm going to continue my novel, Breaking Dawn (Twilight Saga-Final Book). It has been abandon for few months about one sem I guess, and I'm going to finish it by this two weeks. Of course, hang out with friends, sports, movies, music, shopping and flirting?! *cough* and etc which are a must for me to rejuvenate the "purest" side of my soul... LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1505144857039596890?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1505144857039596890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1505144857039596890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1505144857039596890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1505144857039596890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-weeks-of-holidays.html' title='Two Weeks of Holidays'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3799015106164652022</id><published>2009-07-29T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:43:18.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst Day Ever</title><content type='html'>It's 6 AM&lt;br /&gt;The clock is ringing&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend&lt;br /&gt;An hour snoozing&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I don't think I'm gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;I punch in&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Watch the clock&lt;br /&gt;But it's not moving&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyday is never ending&lt;br /&gt;I need to work I'm always spending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like the summer is leaving again&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm living the worst day&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow won't be better&lt;br /&gt;It's history repeating on and on&lt;br /&gt;Summer plans are gone forever&lt;br /&gt;I'd trade them in for dishpan water&lt;br /&gt;And everyday is never ending&lt;br /&gt;I need to work I'm always spending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like the summer is leaving again&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm living the worst day&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;Whoa every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;It's so long&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;It's so long&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like the summer is leaving again&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm living the worst day&lt;br /&gt;I feel like youre gone&lt;br /&gt;And every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa oh is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa oh is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa every day is the worst day ever&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa oh is the worst day ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3799015106164652022?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3799015106164652022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3799015106164652022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3799015106164652022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3799015106164652022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst-day-ever.html' title='The Worst Day Ever'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8775517946881529082</id><published>2009-07-25T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:06:08.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Awesome &amp; Fantastic Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night, we, Bird Of Team (B.O.T) went to genting for a erm half-day trip I presume. At first, we planned to go there for something like a farewell trip specially for Mr. Ren but due to some obstacles he have to extend his days-in-Malaysia to certain duration AGAIN! Lulx. Anyway, we still went there. I'm not going to describe the details about what we did over there, but what I would say is those are really CRAZY behaviour indeed and I LOVE it. There has been a tremendously LONG LONG time that I didn't play and do what we did like yesterday. Acts like a secondary schools' kiddo. Yes, it's rather childish but it makes me recall our time in secondary school. So pure, so innocent, so crazy. LMAO!!! Gosh, Loon bro somehow I wish you are studying in Malaysia even the northest side of M'sia like Perlis instead of Indo. It's so far, we got not enough of spare time doing crazy stuff "S" together. Anyway, you know what?! Hereby, I'm soooooo proudly going to announce that "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You defeat Han&lt;/span&gt;!" as in craziness... :D Congrats man! *claps* So, no doubt we are the top two most craziest man in B.O.T!!! ROTFL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8775517946881529082?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8775517946881529082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8775517946881529082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8775517946881529082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8775517946881529082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/awesome-fantastic-night.html' title='An Awesome &amp; Fantastic Night'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-5825400529052310617</id><published>2009-07-20T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:24:42.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Used To My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm getting used to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wouldn't say I enjoy it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I have to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's sound freak &amp;amp; weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it's true, it's a truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm indolent to explain it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since it's a damn long story to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway it's a good start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While presenting during Eng. Fund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw "Little Fake Arvil" (LFA) and a *cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were so intimate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh, that's so distracting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I told BJ who was standing on the stage next to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And he said, scold them la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wat the..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I recall back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like were we actually presenting on the stage or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lulx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After class,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sped to Pandan Indah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking for Ren &amp;amp; Fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For Lunch, I presume..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The funniest part was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While I was  driving so slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the highway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Because I'm not familiar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with the way to get to that area!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I received a message from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ms. Fly, it's something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There got a distance within the bridge one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please don't hesitate to drive forward!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh so funny wei..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-5825400529052310617?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5825400529052310617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=5825400529052310617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5825400529052310617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5825400529052310617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-used-to-my-life.html' title='Getting Used To My Life'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-340454713457081315</id><published>2009-07-16T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:26:03.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Peoples like to compare themselves to others. It seldom occurs in kids but it happens a lot among adults particularly peoples who are in 20's. They like to compare themselves to the others especially friends within academic results, family backgrounds, partners (boyfriend/girlfriend), and so on. Sometimes I hate peoples who used to be like these, so I would rather they just keep every single cell of comparability inside of them instead of showing out! Regretfully, I think I'm getting to be one of them or perhaps I'm already one of them. What a sorrowful case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are Men and Women equal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The answer from me would be a big NO! If men and women are equal why is it generally accepted that the man is expected to be the protector and provider? Many women have proven themselves to be equal in traditional male career fields such as corporate, military, political, and public safety; however how many men want a woman with a moustache and how many women want a man with a soprano voice? In our society men and women have had traditional responsibilities that are specific to their gender. The man is supposed to be the provider and protector and the woman is supposed to be the caretaker of the children and nurturer. The question still remains are men and women equal? However, publicly &amp;amp; biblically specifically within the marital relationship men and women have different roles. Men have more responsibility because God holds men more accountable since He gave the husband the function of being the head. Same thing goes to the PUBLIC! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A husband is not relieved of his responsibility as head just because his wife has a greater career position or she makes more money than he does.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Career position and money are secular, but biblical responsibility in marriage is spiritual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When married people choose to follow God or the public, then, the spiritual SHOULD trump the secular every time. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course, there are exceptions!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LMAO~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-340454713457081315?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/340454713457081315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=340454713457081315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/340454713457081315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/340454713457081315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/recent-thoughts.html' title='Recent Thoughts'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3377185885888442417</id><published>2009-07-11T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:07:03.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darren's Belated B'day</title><content type='html'>Since there are no class on Friday and how nice that I do not need to drive to uni like what I do every Monday to Thursday, I decide to leave my piles of assignments at home until weekend only work on them. In the afternoon, Eli picked me up at one something and we went to Mont Kiara for lunch. We had beef noodles soup. The set meal comes with a drink(Iced melon tea)&gt;Starter(A plate of erm something like rojak)&gt;Main course(Beef noodles soup)&gt;Dessert(Bubur-Chacha)&gt;A cup of sky juice(I finished my drink quite fast indeed, and the waitress just get me one for free!). Moreover, the set meal only costed about eleven bucks! It consider rather cheap. We went to a Music Shop in Plaza Damas after our lunch. Eli bought her "soul"-violin for repairing. Serious, her violin sounds damn metallic, so screeching. I met Uncle Dominic, a very friendly and kind man. I took my time to scrutinise the whole shop and the workshop upstair as well. Somehow, it make me feel like owning a violin. Eventhough I'm a violin illiterate. Gosh I saw a boxset of five CK minitures and another one was a boxset of Dunhill comes with 5 minitures inside as well. Damn attractive wei. And Sher is asking her bf about the prices of the boxsets of minitures in Australia for me. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I had a gathering with B.O.T. and Loon was with us!!! I miss him indeed. Since he's going back to Indo on the end of August so I guess we will have a lot of time for "dating". LOL. Anyway yeah once again, HAPPY BELATED B'DAY to DARREN!!! Darn it, I got heap of assignments waiting for me~ -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3377185885888442417?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3377185885888442417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3377185885888442417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3377185885888442417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3377185885888442417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/darrens-belated-bday.html' title='Darren&apos;s Belated B&apos;day'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1377807162902080925</id><published>2009-07-07T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:55:02.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MPO Concert &amp; Chili's</title><content type='html'>Okay, this afternoon I just get my circuit theory 1 (Mid-Term) paper back. Guess what?! I just manage to score 12 over 20. WTF! Fine, I'm not that emo now. Anyway, I'm going score with flying colours for my next test onwards. STAY TUNE!!! After class, Eli and I went to KLCC for shopping. Window shopping would be a more appropriate word for it I presume. And yeah the main purpose we going to KLCC wasn't for shopping, we were going for MPO concert. Which costed only 10 bucks! I like the hall but the little blue light"S" on the ceiling should be change to some dark colours like dark orange or what. Then it'll be nicer. Any Ms. Fly you know what?! I saw quite a number of caucasian there. In fact, not only in the hall, the area around KLCC is surrounded with caucasian. Maybe that's why Ms. Fly and I love to shop at KLCC. LOL. Okay I know I'm like a weirdo here, since this is the first time I went for MPO concert. Em "1st time mah". LMAO. After the concert, we went for dinner in Chili's. We had waited for about 14min(What a duration. Lul.) in order to get a place inside. Again, this is the first time I tried out Chili's. And I would rate 3.7stars out of 5. As a cheese freak and for recommendation, try "Oldtimes for Cheese" (If I'm not mistaken) I would say, especially for beef lover! Yeah remember to ask for a half-cooked one. Damn tasty wei. It costed me about 30+buck for a meal with a bottomless drink. Shit. I can't stick with Eli too much. If not, I'm going broke like hell... Lulx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1377807162902080925?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1377807162902080925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1377807162902080925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1377807162902080925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1377807162902080925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/mpo-concert-chilis.html' title='MPO Concert &amp; Chili&apos;s'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4854921718316299422</id><published>2009-06-27T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:31:59.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Getting Busy</title><content type='html'>Okay I think I shall use back the same introduction as usual - There has been a long long time I didn't update my blog (Very boring uh? What a classic introduction!), anyway it's a fact though and it doesn't mean I merely abandon it. It's just that I'm so busy and it's getting busier and busier indeed. The major factor is my studies, follow by erm studies and studies again. Lul. Infact I do spending time with my friends also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like last Friday, I attended a gathering of my primary school mates which was rather weird but somehow interesting at the same time. Here is how the story goes, I was late and while I was walking to the dining area. I heard something. A few people started to whisper to each others. And fortunately what I heard were compliments. LOL. "Hey who is guy uh?" "Wei leng-cai eh" "N-Dou (Leng-cai in hokkien) woo" &amp;amp; the most significant one was "He looks like a gui-lou (Mat Salleh) la!" , Tian Jie said. God, I like him so much. LMAO. As my close friends, they will know that I like, I'm into, I love caucasian. So imagine how I felt while I heard this. Argh~ :-) After the dinner, we went to Desa Park City for erm loitering. Gosh, to me, the behaviour it's soooo la-la. Somewhat it's waste of time and fulled with irrelevant topics which were kind of boring too. Anyway, whatever it was. A funny scenario happened the next day, I looked at myselves in the mirror from left to right and head to toes. ROTFL!!! What I saw was an authentic, pure Malaysian, Chinese. There was nothing of me which looked like a caucasian! Sobs. I asked my younger bro, "Hey do I look like a gui-lou?" "NO. Don't be so naive la, your friend just simply say only ok?!", he answered me with sarcastic tone. What the..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351922020033697682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SkXYuLWzF5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/eTl1LpKhDrA/s400/abc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, due to some childish bet with my younger bro. He owe me 4(Four) pieces of Big Apple Doughnut! And yet Ms. Eli also owe me 1(One) piece too~ She said one. Keke. Still got one piece to go, then I'll get a half-dozen of Big Apple Doughnut. Yuhoo~ (What a Zhing Hong, Big Apple &amp;amp; J. Co. Freak!) LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: -I miss Lisher!&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait to see Loon already!&lt;br /&gt;-I would like to stop eating chicken rice for one week! Or one month?!&lt;br /&gt;-I'm flooded by presentations, assignments, tests, lab reports and self-revision!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4854921718316299422?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4854921718316299422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4854921718316299422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4854921718316299422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4854921718316299422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-getting-busy.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Busy'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SkXYuLWzF5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/eTl1LpKhDrA/s72-c/abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6284828584811223057</id><published>2009-06-09T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:18:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy's Burgers</title><content type='html'>Today after class, while going home with Eli, she grumbling that she was sooooo hungry as asual. LMAO. So while going home, we decided to go to Wendy's Burgers, Mon't Kiara to have a "light meal". We ordered a medium set of 1/2 pound double cheese burger which I think it's slightly nicer than Mc. Donald's. Even their chili sauce and ketchup are delicious too, serious. Not like Mc. D's chili sauce, which taste rather SOUR one. LOL. However, their price are kind of pricy than Mc. D but to me it worth that. Again, I'll stop here. Tomorrow I'm having test and I HAVEN'T touch anything yet. Lul.  -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6284828584811223057?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6284828584811223057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6284828584811223057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6284828584811223057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6284828584811223057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/06/wendys-burgers.html' title='Wendy&apos;s Burgers'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-5613002587971923555</id><published>2009-06-06T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:11:29.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of June</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I woke up quite early in the morning and prepared for piano lesson. When I reached there, the academic was closed due to the mid-term school holiday. What the.. It wasted my precious bed time and fuel... Darn it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to 1U with Eli for shopping, movie, and lunch, we went for brunch in Ikar noodle shop. Their soup od Fish-head-noodles are very nice indeed. Serious. Especially the cheese one. As you guy know that is my favourite uh. For the movie part, we watched "Terminator Slavation". I wouldn't say it's damn nice, but it's quite nice though. The story line isn't too fake, the graphics are merely perfect yet still acceptable to me. Okay the next highly budgeted movie that I'm eargering for is, no doubt, Transformer: Revenge of the Fallen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday I think, "Is there anyone who are not interested with the coming movie-Transformer 2? If yes, you may just drop the course now, especially MECHATRONIC student!" he said with a sarcastic tone. I shall answer him hell no and hell yeah for the date of showing of Transformer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I did buy nothing. Just spent for movie and lunch in Garden's (Spaghetti Carbonara *HIGHLY RECOMMENDED* , yeah my favourite again... LOL) and dinner with B.O.T in Gasoline, Metro Prima &lt;em&gt;again... &lt;/em&gt;LMAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: 1. Eli is in love with DKNY erm..PINK?! I presume.&lt;br /&gt;2. Han was failed to court his... *cough*&lt;br /&gt;3. Loon is coming back from Indo on this coming 24th. Yuhoo~&lt;br /&gt;4. Ren is leaving to U.S. on the end of this month/head of next month. Sob~~&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm utterly soaking in the river of assignments! Wail~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-5613002587971923555?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5613002587971923555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=5613002587971923555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5613002587971923555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5613002587971923555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-week-of-june.html' title='1st week of June'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8797552731247346652</id><published>2009-05-31T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:38:39.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundries of Summer May</title><content type='html'>~Uni's Corner~&lt;br /&gt;This month is a very first month of my uni life. Have you ever wonder how your uni life is, when you were still a kid? I presume most of us did. However, the life that I'm undergoing is flooding with assignments, assignments &amp;amp; assignments... Not to say I enjoy them, but somehow I do enjoy my uni life indeed. I tell you what, there are nice cuisines around UCSI North and South Wing! I belive my close friends, they clearly know that gobbling foods is one of my way to release my stresses. So I just wonder whether I'll become a large, round, fattish boy after a sem of foods instead of classes. LOL. Besides that, someone said engineering having the coolest guy and hottest chick among the courses. Anyway I'm just going to say it's utterly WRONG. Coolest guy? Erm yeah may be, but for hottest chick it's a big NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Friends' Corner~&lt;br /&gt;My dear Sher-sher went to australia to visit her precious bf. And I just wondering whether does sher enjoying her ramee with her bf there?! I'm hell sure she do! LMAO! On the other hand, Ms. Fly &amp;amp; Mr. Ren they are so fucking free I would say. Not to say they are "FUCK-ing free" but they are really really idling. LOL! So hereby, I'm going to shout that you guy are welcome to visit me anytime especially weekday noon/afternoon. Then I can bring you all to nice foods around my campus. Hoo. Somemore, tomorrow I'll going to shopping with Eli after class if she don't need to attend her orchestra period. Woo. Ouh gosh I haven't study for my circuit theory test which is on Monday (Tomorrow!) Okay, I think I gotta stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  Please call me Da-Ve(Way).  LMAOROTFL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8797552731247346652?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8797552731247346652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8797552731247346652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8797552731247346652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8797552731247346652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/05/sundries-of-summer-may.html' title='Sundries of Summer May'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-5040759761113654209</id><published>2009-05-08T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:46:14.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Highest Paid Professions</title><content type='html'>Last night, My father showed me this article from The Stars' newspaper. Which I found it's very interesting. As below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUALA LUMPUR : A recent survey was conduct on the top 20 highest paid professions in the world. According to the report which includes surgeons, scientists, managing directors, engineers and lawyers, one profession consistently tops the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANK   OCCUPATION-MEAN ANNUAL SALARY ($)&lt;br /&gt;1.            Mother-Love&lt;br /&gt;2.            Surgeons-181, 850&lt;br /&gt;3.            Anesthesiologists-174. 610&lt;br /&gt;4.            Obstetricians &amp;amp; Gynaecologists-174, 490&lt;br /&gt;5.            Oral Surgeons-169, 600&lt;br /&gt;6.            Internists, General-156, 790&lt;br /&gt;7.            Prosthondintists-156, 710&lt;br /&gt;8.            Psychiatrists-151, 380&lt;br /&gt;9.            Chief Executives-140, 880&lt;br /&gt;10.          Pediatricians, General-140, 000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.          Airline Pilots-134, 090&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.          Dentists, General-132, 660&lt;br /&gt;13.          Podiatrists-111, 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.          Lawyers-110, 590&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15.          Engineering Managers-104, 210&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16.          Air Traffic Controllers-100, 430&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;17.          IT Managers-100, 110&lt;br /&gt;18.          Markerting Managers-100, 020&lt;br /&gt;19.          Natural Sciences Managers-97, 560&lt;br /&gt;20.         Sales Managers-96, 950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, we able to notice that specialized doctors seize almost HALF of the chart. Another way to describe it is, doctors earn the most in the world man! Woo. LUL. Ok fine, I do not have the qualification to become as a doctor but anyway I'm not going to become as a doctor though. Somehow the jobs that I have highlighted, I hope I'll be fulfilled in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Please note that the mean annual salaries are in &lt;em&gt;US Dollar&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-5040759761113654209?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5040759761113654209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=5040759761113654209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5040759761113654209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/5040759761113654209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/05/worlds-highest-paid-professions.html' title='World&apos;s Highest Paid Professions'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8891493923476119064</id><published>2009-05-02T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:19:15.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I Come Across With Recently</title><content type='html'>Parts of Uni:&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait to enroll with my uni life&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait to meet the huge bunch of ridiculous &amp;amp; crazy people"s" from Music Dept. rather than the Engineering ones&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait to mix with those non-chinese, even Malay &amp;amp; Indian will do so. Especially those Iranian! To me, they are kind of compete-able with caucasian! Okay, appearance is what I'm trying to mean here. You know what?! Although their facial features &amp;amp; body shapes are not as perfect as those caucasian, it is sooooo fine than the chinese!!! Wow. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of Friends:&lt;br /&gt;-Last few days, when I'm fb-ing, I saw one of my secondary friend's photo album. The title was 'Wedding Photos". I clicked in, and there is about 20+ or 30+ of photos which taken inside of a studio. Okay, instinct told me &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; is...erm you know teenagers..kind of pay for fun..take some"Studio-in's Wedding-photos" &lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;after a while I saw another photo album named "Wedding Photos" as well which upload by her too. And &lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; time, I was like in real astonished by the pictures!!!! Those were taken during a chinese wedding ceremory &amp;amp; chinese wedding dinner! Flyers, banners are everywhere.. Gosh.. She, my god-daughter instead of god-sis in our childish secondary-school-kids's-game is MARRIAGED!!! OMG~  O.O  Wheu~~ What a flabbergasting case! WOO.. Moreover the most "zao-dao" case is, she didn't invite me! LOL~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of Myselves:&lt;br /&gt;-I spent a lot lately man. Shit, I'm going to broke soon.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss Roti Bom, Cheese Naan, Nasi Pattaya and oh yeah THOSAI TELUR with the whitety sauce which I forget what they called it as. It's made of milk &amp;amp; coconut I presume.  And today Eli brought me to a mamak near her little bro's school. After we sitted down, I ordered a Roti Bom and the PIC said sorry roti habis lah. What habis?! Fine. We changed to another mamak. Okay finally I got to eat the Roti Bom. It's kind of a tranquilizer. It tranquilize my soul indeed. The more oily &amp;amp; sweeter the Roti Bom is, the more I like it. LOL. Sorry I knoe I'm being freak here, but this is one of my "rare habit". LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8891493923476119064?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8891493923476119064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8891493923476119064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8891493923476119064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8891493923476119064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-that-i-come-across-with-recently.html' title='Things That I Come Across With Recently'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4931473716136885668</id><published>2009-04-30T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:14:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chosen, Moody, Study Aboard</title><content type='html'>After soooo many&lt;br /&gt;Deliberations &amp;amp; Discussions &amp;amp; Consultations from PIC&lt;br /&gt;Over &amp;amp; Over Again&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen Mechatronic Engineering&lt;br /&gt;As My&lt;br /&gt;B. (Hon.) Degree's Subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til this Moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in&lt;br /&gt;A tranquil mood yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? B'coz I'm going to study&lt;br /&gt;My WHOLE degree here&lt;br /&gt;4years here, locally...&lt;br /&gt;Lul!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's is an enormous&lt;br /&gt;Difference between my&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan &amp;amp; Current plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is just simply means&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to study aboard&lt;br /&gt;After two years time&lt;br /&gt;That is just simply means&lt;br /&gt;I'm..no..I must &amp;amp; I'll&lt;br /&gt;Take Master...&lt;br /&gt;In Engineering!!!&lt;br /&gt;(What the...)&lt;br /&gt;"Master in Engineering"?!?!&lt;br /&gt;It's not that simple OKAY~&lt;br /&gt;So that&lt;br /&gt;I'll only get the chance&lt;br /&gt;To STUDY ABOARD...&lt;br /&gt;LMAO ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4931473716136885668?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4931473716136885668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4931473716136885668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4931473716136885668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4931473716136885668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/chosen-moody-study-aboard.html' title='Chosen, Moody, Study Aboard'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6894369887474287187</id><published>2009-04-27T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:28:46.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Birthday ~</title><content type='html'>You know it's so fantastic that I got such a great gang-Yam Gang, the best gang that I have ever had in my life! No exaggerated! Last friday, we went for window shopping around Bkt. Bintang with Shinnie too. Who is a very friendly and kind of cool girl. I like her indeed. The most important things are, she plays violin &amp;amp; piano and she feels like learning to play drum too! So nice. About eight something I presume, she left us. After a while, we had our dinner at Carlo's (Inside of Pavilion), which serves Mexico dishes. It got it's atmosphere and the delicacies are quite nice. Around eleven something, we continued our second round at Lecka-Lecka (Right in front of Starhill). We chiled out, we had our drinks, we 'smoked', we 'scrutinized' as we always do (But I guessed I was the only one who did that that night since er I don't maybe they didn't meet their 'taste' or what..). We had a ball at there. Thanks a lot. Guyz stay cool, stay yam and stay 'got feels'... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night, Esther and I had our precious dinner at Tenji (Soho KL Solaris). It costed 100bucks per pax. LMAO. I'm not trying to say the dishes are not nice or what, but, if I do compare Tenji with Shin-Nichi (Wisma Antarabangsa) which cost about 50bucks per pax, I would say why I need to spend double for the dishes which I can get it from Shin-Nichi?! (Although yesterday I was being treated! Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shin-Nichi:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pros)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Got&lt;/strong&gt; Baby Octopus (Damn it's my favourite!)&lt;br /&gt;-RM50+/-&lt;br /&gt;(Cons)&lt;br /&gt;-Closed Down!!! (DARN IT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenji:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pros)&lt;br /&gt;-Unlimited Red Wine &amp;amp; White Wine&lt;br /&gt;-Unlimited 'Burned' Coconuts&lt;br /&gt;-Haagen-Daze Ice-creams&lt;br /&gt;-Nice Cake'S'&lt;br /&gt;-Nice Environment&lt;br /&gt;(Cons)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;GOT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; Baby Octopus (WTF!)&lt;br /&gt;-RM100+/-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next buffets that I feel like trying out are - Yuan (Sunway) &amp;amp; Jokoya (Starhill)!!!!!! Hereby, once again I would like to thanks to my family, relatives, &amp;amp; FRIENDS for your time'S', meal'S', cake'S', present'S', greeting'&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;' and love'S'?! Hehe. I really do appreciate it man! A-ri-ga-to Go-za-e-a-mas! XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: To enjoy gratifying photos (Especially those we taken by using Ms. Fly's SLR Camera), please visit my fb's profile. Thanks. Stay tune, more photos are uploading soon~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6894369887474287187?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6894369887474287187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6894369887474287187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6894369887474287187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6894369887474287187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday.html' title='~ Birthday ~'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4799986143496578514</id><published>2009-04-23T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:39:35.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth The 80's Musician</title><content type='html'>This morning I was awake by Eli's call'S', and I was kind of in a dizzy state while replying her messages. And we ended up going to The Curve. Yes there has been a LONG time we didn't meet each other although we are living near by. Erm &lt;0.8km I suppose. Lol. She is still as "normal" as usual which is under my expectation. Hehe. Guess what?! Start from next month onwards, I'll be her uni mate! I believe the uni will be "full" of our laughter. LMAO. It's fun to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: She is a dangerous driver in "someway". She drives 60km/h in......LDP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4799986143496578514?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4799986143496578514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4799986143496578514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4799986143496578514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4799986143496578514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/elizabeth-80s-musician.html' title='Elizabeth The 80&apos;s Musician'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1746571176873568234</id><published>2009-04-20T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:18:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG : Father Tried To Sell 'Slumdog Millionaire' Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SewTDq-eVTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oCg94DyJTPs/s1600-h/3096501918-father-tried-to-sell-slumdog-millionaire-girl%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326653413069313330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SewTDq-eVTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oCg94DyJTPs/s400/3096501918-father-tried-to-sell-slumdog-millionaire-girl%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite surprise when I came across this article which shown in the main page of our local yahoo. It's kind of unbeliveable &amp;amp; inexorable case. Lulx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090419/tap-entertainment-oscars-film-britain-in-5bb9277.html"&gt;http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090419/tap-entertainment-oscars-film-britain-in-5bb9277.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1746571176873568234?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1746571176873568234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1746571176873568234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1746571176873568234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1746571176873568234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-father-tried-to-sell-slumdog.html' title='OMG : Father Tried To Sell &apos;Slumdog Millionaire&apos; Girl'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SewTDq-eVTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oCg94DyJTPs/s72-c/3096501918-father-tried-to-sell-slumdog-millionaire-girl%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-2830190134848917190</id><published>2009-04-19T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:17:49.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once In A While</title><content type='html'>Date: 18 . 04 . 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1pm-5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: 1-Utama&lt;br /&gt;Accompanist: Esther&lt;br /&gt;Did: Shopping + Hi-Tea + A lot of Chatting&lt;br /&gt;Perceived: She got a NEW bf + I spent RM250+/- + The Twilight Saga : The Offcial Guide will be release on SEPT! (LOL) + Trifles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.30pm-9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Friend's B'day Party&lt;br /&gt;Accompanist: My Whole Family ('Cause my parents know her parents as well)&lt;br /&gt;Things that I did: Ate quite a lot of stuffs + Smile"s"&lt;br /&gt;Perceived: SH is still beautiful as usual (To me) + BUT one of her sister is a lot more beautiful (She is pretty and kind of HOT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 10pm-10.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Aunt's House&lt;br /&gt;Accompanist: My Whole Family&lt;br /&gt;Things that I did: Yam Cha + Watched my aunt's operation's vid&lt;br /&gt;Perceived: People were kind of enjoying (Include my aunt!) instead of watching (No Offence) + There ARE always stuffs to eat in my aunt's house (Lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11pm-11.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Jinjang's Cheng Fatt Bak Kut Teh&lt;br /&gt;Accompanist: My whole Family + My dear aunt&lt;br /&gt;Things that I did: Eatting (Again! Which's one of my family's culture)&lt;br /&gt;Perceived: It's still as delicious as it always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12pm-Present&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Home Sweet Home-My Room&lt;br /&gt;Accompanist: Alone&lt;br /&gt;Things that I did/Doing: Surfing the net + Drowsing&lt;br /&gt;Perceived: Somehow I felt rather stirring of emotion after I read Ms. Fly's latest blog post (To Ms. Fly, "We belong to the same category gurl...Silly Complicated Blue...) + My best friend got a NEW BF!!! (Yes, I'm talking about you! Don't hesitate. Gosh, Congrats! I know you have been eagering for so long...Anyway stop showing off, I know I don't have a partner! Lol.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-2830190134848917190?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2830190134848917190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=2830190134848917190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2830190134848917190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2830190134848917190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-in-while.html' title='Once In A While'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1264403276381692414</id><published>2009-04-16T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:33:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Void - Emo Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday - The Last Day working in Cre8 Records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last few weeks or days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt like wanna end this job ASAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yearning of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;("AIKS",  Ms. Fly &amp;amp; Mr. Dave sigh coherently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok &amp;amp; Let Go of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;^u^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1264403276381692414?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1264403276381692414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1264403276381692414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1264403276381692414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1264403276381692414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/04/void-emo-edition.html' title='Void - Emo Edition'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6468600693135828456</id><published>2009-03-06T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:49:30.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Off-Day</title><content type='html'>As mentioned about, FRIDAY is the only day off from a week of working. As a remind, I'm working as a store assistant in Cre8 Records, Soho KL Solaris, Mont Kiara. So you guys are damn welcome to pay a visit to me while I'm working. As a daily, unchange routine, I work from 11am-11pm. Or you guyz may join me for lunch(2pm-3pm) or dinner(6pm-7pm). Yeah I believe you all able to feel that I'm kind of grumbling about my job. How boring it's, how "suffering"(Lol.) it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to 1-U with my BEST FRIEND-Yiing Yiing. (Yeah no doubt, again!) Hehe. We did shopping, window-shopping, movie-Slumdog Millionaire, lunch-Garden's(With delicious spaghetti),..bla bla bla.. The most important thing was I had share the "suffering" story with her. And she is urging me to go for *it*. Which I somehow agree too. Lol. Besides that, we had discuss about the philosophy of LOVE/TRUE LOVE. From that, I somehow presume that I was kind of really lovED someone before?! And lovING now?! Ouh~ That's pretty miserable. Fuck I'm like a may bud waiting for blooming. LMAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yes! Tomorrow I'll be "suffering" again and again. What a great and distress case. Lol. May be I should set it as "The Curious Case Of ****** &amp;amp; Dave". (What the...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6468600693135828456?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6468600693135828456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6468600693135828456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6468600693135828456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6468600693135828456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-day.html' title='The Off-Day'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6177634769609201444</id><published>2009-02-28T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:50:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviewed-Cre8 Records</title><content type='html'>Okay just now my parents fetch me to Soho KL Solaris for an interview with "Cre8 Records". And I would it's a so-called "Interview". You guyz know what?! The whole process took not more than 5minutes man. What I have done was filling up an application form, some general Q &amp;amp; A and I think that's all. Lol. So anyone of you who would like to find me to a brief-yam cha it's ok. Just drop by the CD shop and let me know. I think I'm available to hang out "all-the-time". SERIOUS! Even the supervisor said that I may sleep at there too~ When that I heard this, I was like "what the~" Sort of relax is it?! Anyway I think the first few days should be "okay" for me, I would bet that I will going to get bored on the..erm..3rd day! So for any of my dearest friends who would like to pay a visit to me. You are damn WELCOME to do so. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Just for you information. The place where I will be working start from TOMORROW onwards is just located opposite the COLD STORAGE &amp;amp; DIGI SDN. BHD and the name of the shop called- Cre8 Records. Hope to see you there. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6177634769609201444?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6177634769609201444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6177634769609201444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6177634769609201444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6177634769609201444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/02/interviewed-cre8-records.html' title='Interviewed-Cre8 Records'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6133733760408322823</id><published>2009-02-19T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:37:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping &amp; Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday noon I headed to Help Uni Coll to do my survey about my uni course. And I'm not going to explain very details. As an over-simplification I suppose I'll be changing my further studies plan. Anyway I still gotta discuss with my parents first before any dicision been made. After than, dear Ms. Fly and I were going to KLCC for shopping, meal, and movie. "The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button" it's a not-bad-film indeed I would say. Maybe you guyz should check it out by yourselves. What's more..erm okay I think I really have to control myselves for this and coming months in spending money! LOL. I'm kind of spending TOO much for this month actually. Wheu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After hours of shopping, loitering, meal, movie, "scrutinizing" and so on... We set off to Ms. Fly's area for gathering(Yam Cha). Chatting, teasing, gossiping, "sharing", yam-ing as usual, went on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night ends with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silent and Thoughtful mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah no doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imsonia struck again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6133733760408322823?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6133733760408322823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6133733760408322823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6133733760408322823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6133733760408322823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopping-gathering.html' title='Shopping &amp; Gathering'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8790455042221623924</id><published>2009-02-07T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:06:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ole-ole Bali</title><content type='html'>Last night, Esther &amp;amp; I went for a dinner in Mont Kiara's Soho KL's Ole-ole Bali. Last time I thought the restaurant's name was just "Ole-ole" instead of "Ole-ole Bali". And actually the word "Ole-ole" just simply means GIFT. Kind of a GIFT from Bali or what. Just erm a bit sorry for Pau Yee that she counldn't make it. So no doubt we abandoned her and headed to Mont Kiara by ourselves. We walked around Soho to glance through all the restaurants there before we decided to dine in Ole-ole Bali. Just for information, the cuisines on the menu are rather expensive. But since it's located in Mont Kiara, thus I would say it's erm..reasonable?! Moreover they're authentic Balinese cuisines. To me, the foods and part of the drinks are quite unique. But a sorry to YG that they don't have the "Babi Guling"! Anyways, you guyz should go for a try indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Esther, please don't forget that what you've promised me about the Tenji Sushi on my b'day huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8790455042221623924?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8790455042221623924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8790455042221623924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8790455042221623924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8790455042221623924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/02/ole-ole-bali.html' title='Ole-ole Bali'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8008265617634292071</id><published>2009-01-31T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:46:23.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staggering &amp; Embarrassment Night</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's afternoon Han, Keat &amp;amp; I paid a visit to Fei's house. And yeah I have to say that I was feeling a bit sick while driving to Fei's house actually. I have no idea why. Then due to etiquette matter, before we shown up, we went to Tesco to buy some stuffs as a gift to Fei. We did played the poker card for "a while" without tokens, ate somthing &amp;amp; drank TWO PACK OF CHRYSANTHEMUM TEA before we winded to Darren. Last night we held a small "Yu Shang" party in Darren's house. I would say his "cooking skill" has been improve a lot compare to last last year's X'mas party's dinner. Hope he will notice this sentence which I'm praising him actually. Hee. Eli came for the party! Aiks I DID asked her to come over and join us previous days, BUT she said don't want la.. Then due to Jason's somehow of problems yeah I would say "problems" lol she came. MOREOVER she treated Jason ITALIANNESS, too~~ Aiks LOL. While the party was going on the halfway, somehow dizziness flew over my mind. Damn it. I tried not to move a lot, sat still and relaxed. Yes, it did helped a bit. But the terrible thing came. Shooting! Shot before we mixed up the "Yu Shang". I knew I was tremendously sick! My vision was getting blurred and whitened! My gosh. It's hard for me to keep on posting and standing at the same position I knew I gotta lay down or took a sit asap! After minute"s" of shooting, finally they start to mix up the "Yu Shang". Wheu~~ I just simply made a few sweep on the dish and quickly got my butt sticked to the chair. Now the worst thing came! I was still in dizziness and I heard somebody spoke quiet loudly with "Hey Dave, what's wrong with you? Your face looked really pale!" Then everyone started to turn and stared at me! My god it's so embarrassing man! I knew exactly how sick I was, how pale was my face and lips and even the flush over my face didn't helped at all! But I insisted and told them "I'm fine!" Lol. Darren got me a cup of warm water which helped a lot indeed. Thanks man. Then I thought of whether I could even drove safetly back to my house or not although it's just few streets over Darren's. Fortunately, I made it. Thanks god. The first thing that I did when I got into my home was-stripped away all my clothes, left the boxer and staggered to the fridge to take my panadol before I threw myselves onto the bed. Somehow I couldn't fell asleep, after about half an hour my family came back. My younger bro was the first one who noticed that I was in my bed and "Mom, come and see Hong quickly. He is..." he shouted. Then my mom and my older brother rushed in and scrutinized me. I believed they were in shocked rather than surprised. "What's wrong with you?" "What you had eaten?" "Are you all right?" Keep grumbling around my ears. The most"out of accord" was "Did you consumed "Fai-Zai"(Kind of drug!)?" My older bro said. My godness. What?! Do I used to give my parents and siblings an imagine that I'll take drug or I took?! Lol. When I got up in this morning, oh no suppose to be afternoon indeed I realised that I was in real sick, sore throat, cough, cold, fever and slight headache!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8008265617634292071?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8008265617634292071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8008265617634292071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8008265617634292071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8008265617634292071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/staggering-embarrassment-night.html' title='Staggering &amp; Embarrassment Night'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3461271369968087171</id><published>2009-01-25T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:33:48.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sher's The Week Of Moody-Biz Cafe</title><content type='html'>This weekdays were dear Sher's moddy week. Due to this problem, she wished to hang out with YG to resolve her recent doubts and releasing every tiny grudge. Last night, we gathered at SOHO KL's Biz Cafe after we met dear Yiing with her Yam Sik Gang. And they were celebrating Egg's Birthday in Ole-Ole, a restaurant which I'm going to try out next time and soon may be. As usual, we, YG chitchatted a lot. From Sher's recent incidents to Yiing's relationship's problem (and some special problem, too. Lol). Then Darren's grumble about his "eating ramee in barely 10minutes"! Besides that, we did touched about our further/future planning. Which really did arouse my enthusiasm, eagerness and dread toward them. Sigh. Erm yeah before I off to my novel, I hereby wishing my dear families, relatives, friends and gangs a Gorgeous, Prosperous, Sparkling and Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3461271369968087171?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3461271369968087171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3461271369968087171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3461271369968087171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3461271369968087171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/shers-week-of-moody-biz-cafe.html' title='Sher&apos;s The Week Of Moody-Biz Cafe'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-459593325948218653</id><published>2009-01-21T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:17:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release of A-Level Result</title><content type='html'>Wheu finally the result came out. How was it? How was it? &amp;amp; How was it? Ex-classmates, relatives &amp;amp; friends started to circling in this quetion early in the morning! That's making me crazy. Lol. Ok erm I just manage to a C for my favorite subject-Maths! I'm kind of a bit disappointed for this one. And yeah damn it an E for my phys!!! Then follow by an U(ungraded) for my worst subject-Chem and ouh this is kinda amazing I managa to get a C for General Paper. I was quiet surprise to notice that there is a C for GP actually. At first I thought I'll get an U for it. Anyway GP doesn't help much to me for my futher studies. It'll do in application for cadet pilot under SIA. Then now my plan is erm.. Yeah it's quiet for me to get into uni but I don't feel like going for diploma anyway. So I'll struggle into uni with degree in aeronautical engineering or science in aviation. Yeah no doubt it's either aeronautical eng. or sc. in aviation. Degree? Yes it's! Okay I think my next step should be erm going to uni"s" to do my survey about ADTP with the relevant courses. Last but not least, I'm going to share a nice person here-Fong. She is my cousin/god sis. Just now she sent me messages to ask about my result and I told her everything how bad is my result and what I'm going to later. Everything. I would said she do concerning me. The messages are like these, bro..how's yr result? how many subject u take? This is the first one then followed by but atleast got 2 credits, jus don upset ya,my bro..u had pay hardwork on them..nextime come out, I buy u a mean for yr hardwork..promise to u!^u* Yeah it's nice to have a god sis like her. Then the last one-Nvm..is my pleasure of buying a mean for my leng zai bro..someore,mamak mee consider a meal also..hahaha..c u nex mon.. She is nice. Last time when I got my SPM result she did concern about my result and my feeling too. A big thanks to her-my dear god sis. Muack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Hey sis you still owe me a precious meal huh!! Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-459593325948218653?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/459593325948218653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=459593325948218653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/459593325948218653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/459593325948218653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/release-of-level-result.html' title='Release of A-Level Result'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-777834163127380018</id><published>2009-01-04T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:29:29.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About My Sweet Bali Trip With YG (Edited)</title><content type='html'>I know it's quite lame that I have told a number of my friends regarding I'll post stuffs about my Bali Trip with YG no matters photos or stories. But now I happen to be lazy. LOL. So yeah for photos you guyz may go to my facebook's profile or anyone of the members from YG and you will get to see what we DID in BALI! On the other hand, for stories I'll share them with you all right here. Okay erm where should I start... I think I would just share something really SPECIAL enough if not there'll be lots and lots to go with. Basically, this is a fantastic trip with DEAR YG and yeah you guyz won't know how FUN/YAM were we in a JACUZZI bathtub while overnight in Ubub (Green Field Guesthouse). Ubub it's kinda like Ulu Yam but full with places to shopping and stalling with. No doubt ask for DISCOUNT anytime anywhere which is a must for anyone who plan to go there. Yeah cakap BAHASA lah mereka akan berasa lebih close dengan kamu for sure. Futhermore, tourisi attraction like Nusa Dua(For crystal clear beaches with hotties), Uluwatu(For seaside seafood dinner comes along with glorios sunset), Tulang Raja(A place for us to enjoy water rafting), Kintamani( For cheap buffer comes along with picturesque Kintamani Volcano), Tanah Lot(A graceful temple where actually I get sunburned yeah thanks for the curse from Ms. Janice), Sukawait &amp;amp; Ubu Market(Where it's time for you to bargain!!!(and lots and lots of kind of temple stuffs like Gua Gajah, Pura Tirta Empul and so on... However, Kuta where we really did SHOPPING SHOPPING and SHOPPING! Especially surfpants, omg yeah it reminds me something there is surf school near to Ocean Beach(Kuta) a place where I'm sure I'll go to during my 2nd visitation to Bali. What's more erm clubbing?! At first we planned to do our bungy jump in 66 club AT NIGHT but unfortunely it's close during that time we been there. It's quite disappointed but I'm satisfied by the atmosphere of Bounty Discotheque which really is a disco rather calling it as a club o what. The street is full of bars. clubs, discos and so on... Bounty Discotheque is no doubt one of the most happenning. I would say I enjoy myselves with YG in this precious trip and yeah for my "captured equipment" from Bali are few Coke cans, 2 pairs of ORIGINAL Quiksilver surfpants, few packs of unique cigarettes, one bottle of Limited Edition Chivas Regal, fake dicks, and some snacks. And finally it's time to annouce the total traveling expenses of my trip. Guess what?! I just spend merely RM1400 only for everything every single fare(Accomodation, transportation fees, cuisines, entrance fees, shopping...EVERYTHING!) Anyway it's cheap indeed. Last but not least, for my 2nd visitation to Bali I'm very sure I gotta go for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Bungy Jump (66 Club)&lt;br /&gt;2.Kintamani Volcano (Due to the foggy weather we unable to observe it)&lt;br /&gt;3.Surfing Lesson&lt;br /&gt;4.More clubs/cuisines/shopping/tourist attraction places&lt;br /&gt;5.Having XXX with European Pig (Woo~~~ LOL...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-777834163127380018?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/777834163127380018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=777834163127380018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/777834163127380018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/777834163127380018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-my-sweet-bali-trip-with-yg.html' title='About My Sweet Bali Trip With YG (Edited)'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1816579918493114279</id><published>2009-01-04T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:47:09.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Calories</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps, for those who would like to burn down some CALORIES yeah you should check this out man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALORIES BURNED DURING SEX!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.REMOVING HER CLOTHES:&lt;br /&gt;-With her consent 12 Calories (Tf it's your 1st time)&lt;br /&gt;-Without her consent 2,187 Calories (When ur hormones are raging, just do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.OPENING HER BRA&lt;br /&gt;-With both hands 8 Calories (Typical,take ur time)&lt;br /&gt;-With one hand 12 Calories (Unless you are Louis Koo LOL)&lt;br /&gt;-With your teeth 485 Calories (Haven't try yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.PUTTING ON A CONDOM&lt;br /&gt;-With an erection 6 Calories (Any dick n harry will sing karaoke)&lt;br /&gt;-Without an erection 3,315 Calories (Unless the fella got ED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.POSITIONS&lt;br /&gt;-Missionary 12 Calories (The most common &amp;amp; easy)&lt;br /&gt;-69 lying down 78 Calories (Win-win position, I like)&lt;br /&gt;-69 standing up 812 Calories (Too hard to execute, will try out one day)&lt;br /&gt;-Wheelbarrow 216 Calories (Need a strong women to do it)&lt;br /&gt;-Doggy Style 326 Calories (Yeah,spank me boy)&lt;br /&gt;-Italian chandelier 2,912 Calories (Italian women loves it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.ORGASMS&lt;br /&gt;-Real 112 Calories (The best part ever!)&lt;br /&gt;-Fake 1,315 Calories (I don't give a damn! Jus continue my JOB~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.POST ORGASM&lt;br /&gt;-Lying in bed hugging 18 Calories (The most ideal way to close the deal)&lt;br /&gt;-Getting up immediately 36 Calories (Yeah after hugging &amp;amp; cuddling)&lt;br /&gt;-Explaining why you got out of bed immediately 816 Calories (Erm to pee?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.GETTING A SECOND ERECTION&lt;br /&gt;If you are:&lt;br /&gt;-20-29 years 36 Calories (Mentally it's a problem, but physically erm a bit susah la)&lt;br /&gt;-30-39 years 80 Calories (Erm unless he take another pill)&lt;br /&gt;-40-49 years 124 Calories (Should be ok I guess for these uncles)&lt;br /&gt;-50-59 years 1,972 Calories (Unsure about this, better ask ur father)&lt;br /&gt;-60-69 years 7,916 Calories (I have no idea if they still can physically do it)&lt;br /&gt;-70 and over Results are still pending (Gotta ask Hugh Hefner for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.DRESSING AFTERWARDS&lt;br /&gt;-Calmly 32 Calories (No a problem to all alpha males)&lt;br /&gt;-In a hurry 98 Calories (No need to be in a rush)&lt;br /&gt;-With her father knocking at the door 5,218 Calories (Better rush)&lt;br /&gt;-With your wife knocking at the door 13,521 Calories (Aduhai better book a hotel next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this while I was too boring or what but anyhow I think these are REASONABLE! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1816579918493114279?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1816579918493114279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1816579918493114279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1816579918493114279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1816579918493114279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/sex-calories.html' title='Sex Calories'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7459315542243401581</id><published>2009-01-01T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:01:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3D2N of Penang+ Taiping Trip</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I just back from a trip. Erm okay I'm going to touch much this trip as everyone knows about what folks used to do there eating cuisine and visit some so-called "must-go-places" which I'm fed up with it. I know I'm such a mutter but I have to grumble about this trip. 1st the accomodation was like hell. 2nd the journey back to KL from Taiping was really sux. My younger bro and I were suffering like ouh I'm kinda speechless here. Our head were like spinning around around and around. It's really dizzy man. But compare to my younger bro. I have to say that he was N times worst than me. Try and imagine there was about 100+ km left to reach KL from X and he started to retch, vomit and spew. Until we gotta stop for few times to BUY the plastic bags from stalls for him. Yeah I think it's merely 15 times he spewed in car with plastic bags instead. Ouh. That's pity man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;1.I did visit a place which full of wild boars come from jungle near my cousin sis's fiance's parents house(Taiping). Base on rumor, they said that after touching(sayang) the boars. It'll bring you wealth luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I have been reading Ms. Fly's &amp;amp; Mr. Darren's blogs about our sweet BALI TRIP~~ What I think I have to comment by here is "It's AWESOME!" Yeah I'm going to post Mr. Dave's version as soon as I get the pix"S" from Mr. Darren first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7459315542243401581?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7459315542243401581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7459315542243401581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7459315542243401581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7459315542243401581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2009/01/3d2n-of-penang-taiping-trip.html' title='3D2N of Penang+ Taiping Trip'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4307656480835932294</id><published>2008-12-16T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:20:53.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Deceived</title><content type='html'>Emm where should I start from&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually it's about&lt;br /&gt;My appearance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my appearance&lt;br /&gt;Used to give people a positive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah stop teasing there&lt;br /&gt;It's a positive image!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which are&lt;br /&gt;Refined?!&lt;br /&gt;Gentle?!&lt;br /&gt;Smart?!&lt;br /&gt;Quite?!&lt;br /&gt;A bit handsome?!&lt;br /&gt;*Lol sorry even me myselves can't tahan that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say parts of these&lt;br /&gt;Are really TRUE! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;But hence what I&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanna get rid of&lt;br /&gt;Is I'm not exactly&lt;br /&gt;What you guys see&lt;br /&gt;From my outer look&lt;br /&gt;No to say utterly different&lt;br /&gt;But there are differents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those who really&lt;br /&gt;Knows me WELL&lt;br /&gt;They will know about it&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4307656480835932294?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4307656480835932294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4307656480835932294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4307656480835932294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4307656480835932294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/12/get-deceived.html' title='Get Deceived'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-770579975940888443</id><published>2008-12-01T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:04:15.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip"S"</title><content type='html'>Just now around 5 something I went out yam cha wit Ren and we have chatted a lot of stuffs. And now what is going to happpen is our Bird Of Team (B.O.T)'s 1st OUTSTATION TRIP! Most probably we are going to P.Penang on 31st and 1st of Feb '09. It's really really hard for us to find days which suit every single of the members of B.O.T. Somehow I feel that it's gonna be a precious trip for me and for us as well. Futhermore I'm going to bali on 21st of Dec then P.Penang on 27th of Dec follow by CNY trip to Kuantan then P.Penang again with B.O.T on 31th of Feb. Woo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel travel and travel.....&lt;br /&gt;It's making me broke broke and broke.....&lt;br /&gt;Lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Yon Keat please make yourselves appear! Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-770579975940888443?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/770579975940888443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=770579975940888443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/770579975940888443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/770579975940888443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip.html' title='Trip&quot;S&quot;'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7457852945155431399</id><published>2008-12-01T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:53:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPOH TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay I just come back from Ipoh yesterday. It's a tiring trip indeed I have to say I didn't really enjoy myselves there. Due to perature character of SOMEBODY my younger brother and I gotta rush here and there like a dimwit! I do not like this kind of trip utterly! Unless there are a lots of places to go to. But come on la we were in Ipoh AUNT! Infact we were rushing back to HOTEL and did nothing! Suck man. Fine whatever, we did try out the famous Ipoh sprouted broad bean chicken rice and dim-sum. Yeah I get myselves one can of Coca-Cola Berry and two bottles of coke which are damn hard for us to get in KL. Erm what is more. Temples?(Where we were walking under the scorching sun) Heong Peng?(Which is a must-buy local produst in Ipoh) Erm that is I think. Not much of stuffs I can share actually. Lol come on this is just an Ipoh trip it is not BALI! Okay start to countdown for my precious BALI trip. Emr it's about 19days to go man! Woo~~~ Bali bali! Bali bali! (Same rhythm as Chelsea Chelsea! Chelsea chelsea!) Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S:Yon Keat! Where are you now?! I'm looking for you! Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7457852945155431399?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7457852945155431399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7457852945155431399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7457852945155431399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7457852945155431399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/12/ipoh-trip.html' title='IPOH TRIP'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7738172847947081176</id><published>2008-11-24T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:16:32.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd day of working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A bit of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miserable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7738172847947081176?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7738172847947081176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7738172847947081176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7738172847947081176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7738172847947081176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4821705373419040530</id><published>2008-11-22T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:59:03.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Okay LASTLY&lt;br /&gt;I have utterly finished&lt;br /&gt;Whole A-Level exam total of 15papers!&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the ONE &amp;amp; a HALF month&lt;br /&gt;I had been suffering like a dimwit&lt;br /&gt;N yet somehow may be&lt;br /&gt;Due to the busyness during the exam period&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm like erm okay what should I do next&lt;br /&gt;Lol it's kinda like indirectional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;As Ee Kim said that&lt;br /&gt;"Hurray I have finished my exam&lt;br /&gt;...but I feel weird!"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I can be say as officially graduated&lt;br /&gt;From A-Level(TAR College)&lt;br /&gt;N I'm no longer gotta&lt;br /&gt;Get up early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;To go to college everyday like hell&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I admit that&lt;br /&gt;Lastime I did say about I'll not&lt;br /&gt;Give a damn to TARC&lt;br /&gt;When the time I leave it&lt;br /&gt;N now I would like to say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I do A BIT to miss&lt;br /&gt;The presence of having college life in TARC&lt;br /&gt;But anyway the&lt;br /&gt;MOST UNFORGETTABLE STUFFS in TARC&lt;br /&gt;Ranked Number 1 is no doubt&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends~~~&lt;br /&gt;Erm okay it's hard to me to&lt;br /&gt;Describe my feeling through wordings&lt;br /&gt;I'll hug you guy til your vein-poped&lt;br /&gt;Lol anyway it's true I'll miss you all&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to call out for yam cha or clubbing&lt;br /&gt;Oups clubbing?! I recall about Janice&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dude that day&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really so convenient to club with you all&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind although Jan said&lt;br /&gt;That might be our first and the last time for SN8G gang&lt;br /&gt;To club but I think there should be another chances&lt;br /&gt;As long as we keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;Yeah keep in touch lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore I'm confound with the uni's course"S"&lt;br /&gt;They are fretting me over and over sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Okay forget about it first&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my parents are coming back from China&lt;br /&gt;TODAY hurray~~~&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to receive my present already&lt;br /&gt;Woo... (which I instrusted my mom make sure to buy it!)&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;One "S" was kicked away from&lt;br /&gt;Dave's 3S rule&lt;br /&gt;So now it left two (swt betul)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to struggle in earning $$$&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to struggle for BALI trip&lt;br /&gt;That's for the moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4821705373419040530?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4821705373419040530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4821705373419040530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4821705373419040530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4821705373419040530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8934305070625275685</id><published>2008-11-12T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:14:19.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Damn Cold Night</title><content type='html'>Last night erm no..&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be this morning&lt;br /&gt;I crawl to my bed about 12+ midnight&lt;br /&gt;Thought to sleep early&lt;br /&gt;Because I gotta get up at 6.30am this morning!&lt;br /&gt;!#$%^^%$#@&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine the problem was&lt;br /&gt;I unable to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;turning around my crumpled body&lt;br /&gt;From left to right and from right to left...&lt;br /&gt;Finally if I'm mistaken around 3am&lt;br /&gt;I decided switch on the light&lt;br /&gt;And started to study(flip through actually)&lt;br /&gt;The Chemistry's Application Note"S"&lt;br /&gt;Drag til 4something almost 5am!&lt;br /&gt;I only went to bed&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, yeah the same thing happened&lt;br /&gt;IMSONIA AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Around 6+ while I&lt;br /&gt;Just stepping into my sweet dream and...&lt;br /&gt;*What the hell you dump dump dump...*&lt;br /&gt;My alarm rang&lt;br /&gt;Aiks&lt;br /&gt;Moved my butt off from the bed&lt;br /&gt;And start my so-called&lt;br /&gt;Daily routine which full of exam paper"S"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was Chem paper 4&lt;br /&gt;Wait izzit.. Erm yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to talk much about this&lt;br /&gt;I would just describe it by using one word...&lt;br /&gt;SUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it's time for me to stick to the&lt;br /&gt;Physic paper 5's practical note"S" already&lt;br /&gt;So frustrated man&lt;br /&gt;But the day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 80% fine+free&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Beside than exam sick, I'm having wretched flu at the moment. Sighz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8934305070625275685?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8934305070625275685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8934305070625275685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8934305070625275685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8934305070625275685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-damn-cold-night.html' title='It&apos;s A Damn Cold Night'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-3968948646987606989</id><published>2008-11-08T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:59:15.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave's  "Law of 3S rule"  Start Implementing Now</title><content type='html'>Curious about what is the "3S" rule about?&lt;br /&gt;Curious about how come I'm so damn buzy recently?&lt;br /&gt;Curious about why Dave seem like being "another" person?&lt;br /&gt;Yo peep,&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually.&lt;br /&gt;Dave's  "Law of 3S rule"&lt;br /&gt;Actually not to say start implementing NOW&lt;br /&gt;Infact it's merely erm okay&lt;br /&gt;N-days ago I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Actually 3S rule stands for&lt;br /&gt;(Acording to ranking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S"truggle for good result in A-Level&lt;br /&gt;*~which it's damn mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S"truggle for $$$&lt;br /&gt;*~which grant me ENJOYMENT &amp;amp; CONTENTMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S"truggle for Bali's trip&lt;br /&gt;*~which is suppose to be the most&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FORWARD TO's year-end-trip in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-3968948646987606989?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3968948646987606989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=3968948646987606989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3968948646987606989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/3968948646987606989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/daves-law-of-3s-rule-start-implementing.html' title='Dave&apos;s  &quot;Law of 3S rule&quot;  Start Implementing Now'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1043768761799500184</id><published>2008-11-07T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:30:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastated</title><content type='html'>I was having Physic Paper4 just now&lt;br /&gt;When Ms. Tong was collecting my paper&lt;br /&gt;We both gazed at each other&lt;br /&gt;And we grinned&lt;br /&gt;During that 2-2.5seconds&lt;br /&gt;My mind was like "Sorry Ms. Tong I was being wrecked..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim for my result is tremendously hard to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;I... I... really really&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how fucking is my A-Level result going to be&lt;br /&gt;Last time I presume that "A-Level" is OKAY for me/us&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't, it is exhausting and it REALLY do!&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired about it !#$%^&amp;amp;*@&lt;br /&gt;Please wake me up when A-Level ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.. Zzz.. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: To the peeper out there, I know I'm a bit whiny and I'm sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;         Please do remind me not to publish any post that relavent to A-level's papers anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1043768761799500184?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1043768761799500184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1043768761799500184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1043768761799500184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1043768761799500184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/devastated.html' title='Devastated'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8469650871923366557</id><published>2008-11-05T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:51:02.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Sick</title><content type='html'>Erm  where should I start from?&lt;br /&gt;Okay this Yesterday I has having a Physic Paper31 which is a practical exam&lt;br /&gt;A last practical exam in my whole life I would say, may be it is who knows?&lt;br /&gt;After the examiner came to me and collected my paper&lt;br /&gt;I was persuming that I did quite well&lt;br /&gt;But after discussing with my classmates I only&lt;br /&gt;Found out that I have made SOME SMALL mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to almost whole question get it WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;I was like wat the fuck?!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a BIG thanks to Mr. Ho (Hope that I do spell your name correctly hee)&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite lecturer-Ms. Tong (A pretty gurl!)&lt;br /&gt;Who helps me quite a lot during the practical exam&lt;br /&gt;Which they were actually forbid to do so&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot! Muack~&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I "considered" burning the midnight oil&lt;br /&gt;I start studying from 8pm+ to 2am+(This morning)&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myselves to read the WHOLE Sem3 Chem practical book&lt;br /&gt;Memorizing the WHOLE Chem reaction path way"S"&lt;br /&gt;I did bury my nose in a book&lt;br /&gt;Actually I planned to wake up at 5am to studying General Paper&lt;br /&gt;But due to the lazy-bugness I snoozed the alarm to 6am&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it delayed until 7am!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh no time to do revision for GP already&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha actually the sake of get my butt off the warm blanket was trying my luck to see&lt;br /&gt;Whether I could get any tips from blackpapers.info&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunely I couldn't get any damn it!&lt;br /&gt;So what came out today?&lt;br /&gt;Childish,frivolous, primary essays in two hours&lt;br /&gt;Who is the fucking goof who setted the essays' titles?!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper2 was so-so to me&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper5 yeah it's another pratical paper&lt;br /&gt;But this one is dry-practical&lt;br /&gt;I would say&lt;br /&gt;What the hell was the 1st question??&lt;br /&gt;It did totally crumpled up my tiny mind&lt;br /&gt;So how was the fucking 2nd quetions??&lt;br /&gt;Graph? Straight line? Converting to charge per coulomb?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did!&lt;br /&gt;But so shameful that I got them ALL wrong!&lt;br /&gt;What a vein popped matter I did?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a jackass!&lt;br /&gt;Argh~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8469650871923366557?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8469650871923366557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8469650871923366557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8469650871923366557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8469650871923366557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/11/exam-sick.html' title='Exam Sick'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6720377966779616337</id><published>2008-10-24T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:08:23.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated in choosing Degree's course!</title><content type='html'>Engineering?&lt;br /&gt;Major in Maths?&lt;br /&gt;Actuarial Science?&lt;br /&gt;Business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay if let's say I choose Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Hey sir, major in what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on,&lt;br /&gt;Materials, Mechanical &amp;amp; Manufacturing? Erm, so-so I would say.&lt;br /&gt;Electrical &amp;amp; Electronic? It's quite earning, but that is what my uncle will go for it.&lt;br /&gt;Chemical &amp;amp; Environmental? What the hell! Fuck off!&lt;br /&gt;Civil? I'm not going to give a damn to it, although I heard that it is the easiest among all of''em.&lt;br /&gt;Aerospace &amp;amp; Aeronautical? YES, a thousand of YES I would say! But am I able to handle it as what as I wish?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just waiting for the PIC of SIA/MAS/AA to contact me after I send in my application letter?!&lt;br /&gt;Writing Test, Interview, Medical Test &amp;amp; so on.....&lt;br /&gt;What it will be if the whole progression take few months or A YEAR?!&lt;br /&gt;I can't just sitting,loitering,killing the times and doing NOTHING right?!&lt;br /&gt;SOMEMORE you thought the PIC of SIA/MAS/AA sure choose you as one of their candidates?!&lt;br /&gt;FURTHERMORE hey budak, you think the path to become an airline CADET PILOT is that easy kah?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6720377966779616337?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6720377966779616337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6720377966779616337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6720377966779616337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6720377966779616337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/10/frustrated-in-choosing-degrees-course.html' title='Frustrated in choosing Degree&apos;s course!'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1723512583032983930</id><published>2008-10-23T20:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:46:00.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon Goes Green</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, I worked as a partime event helper with YG. It's quite tiring but I would say I get to learn something new &amp;amp; and some experiences. Well I'm not going to describe much since I'm quite lazy to type the whole story about this event job. Basically it's an event held by Canon called "Canon Goes Green" in Padang Kota Damansara. You guyz may find out more in this link &lt;a href="http://www.canongoesgreen.com/"&gt;http://www.canongoesgreen.com/&lt;/a&gt; a website which is quite well in decor to me. Below are the pictures that we taken on that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0zvowsFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CKacPV2mY3Q/s1600-h/DSC00310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332797078319186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0zvowsFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CKacPV2mY3Q/s400/DSC00310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main bulletin before heading to the mini-forest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0T2X-gvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iigp9FStT94/s1600-h/DSC00308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260332249131156210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0T2X-gvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iigp9FStT94/s400/DSC00308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The registration tent that we squeezed like sardin to give out badges+goody bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0A1IahmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6MvlBCFmujw/s1600-h/DSC00309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331922379933282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0A1IahmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6MvlBCFmujw/s400/DSC00309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main path/entrance head to the mini-forest which full of mosquito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzteu9I2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mAD-Lbo0Gco/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331589950055266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzteu9I2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mAD-Lbo0Gco/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erm okay I looked weird inside. That's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzcXk3atI/AAAAAAAAAGI/L006n4VBLBQ/s1600-h/DSC00317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260331295970912978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzcXk3atI/AAAAAAAAAGI/L006n4VBLBQ/s400/DSC00317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like the lightning of this precious picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzKv2hu2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/V0JgWob-KmM/s1600-h/DSC00314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260330993249794914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQBzKv2hu2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/V0JgWob-KmM/s400/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah YG again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the event job, Darren sent me back. I was quite embarrasing that he fetched me to a road which is not heading to our housing area to take my stuffs from one of my friend and yet I forget to take my bag and files out from his car so yeah he purposely turned into my area again. Thanks Darren and sorry for the inconvenient. And yeah thanks to Ms. Fly &amp;amp; Ms. Sher who drove around that weekend. Please do remember that the one who suppose to pay the bill for our next gathering in mamak is me, dearest Dave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1723512583032983930?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1723512583032983930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1723512583032983930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1723512583032983930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1723512583032983930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-sunday-i-worked-as-partime-event.html' title='Canon Goes Green'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SQB0zvowsFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CKacPV2mY3Q/s72-c/DSC00310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7393005769016240125</id><published>2008-10-13T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:48:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean &amp; Clear</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was having insomnolence again. Barely didn't sleep a lot. I thought a lot of stuffs about my current living purpose, my aims, my future. From A-level to uni courses, from cadet pilot to businese just a lot, numerous of stuffs crumple up my mind. Well may be I should take Futuristics. Hee. It's quite stiff at first but after I chatted about these with Ms. Fly I feel rather better. Actually I intended to find Sher to talk to, but somehow I felt like she won't give a damn to me and yet after a few minutes or a few seconds of solemn conversation we'll back to yam stuffs again. May be I'm a bit exaggerated but it's true. Hee. Anyway thanks you to Ms. Fly who spent her precious time paying attention to listen to me. Thanks loo. I'll stop here now, gotta struggle for studies already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7393005769016240125?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7393005769016240125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7393005769016240125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7393005769016240125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7393005769016240125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/10/clean-clear.html' title='Clean &amp; Clear'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6142889412317654993</id><published>2008-09-29T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:52:14.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by FLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What the hell are we waiting for? Let's start our 3P-Life! Depends actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I know it's irrational, but my answer will be to be a RICH MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Erm noone for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Build myselves a huge, splendid and dignity MANTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Will you u fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-May be, who knows?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Once I realise that it's IMPOSSIBLE to get together with, I'll just let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do you ignore for being a gay/lesbian/bisexual?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-D.Beckham? J.Timberlake? Ron Wu? A.Lavigne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Will you invite for Ex bf/gf to your wedding dinner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Struggling for my dream life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What's your fear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unachievable dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Single &amp;amp; Rich of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Snooze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fuck off sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Depends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6142889412317654993?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6142889412317654993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6142889412317654993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6142889412317654993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6142889412317654993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-fly.html' title='Tagged by FLY'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1601190780784984523</id><published>2008-09-27T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:05:04.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petaling Street Sux</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Petaling Street with my younger brother, Oscar. Since my parents were going to a meeting near to Petaling Street any yet my brother and I feel like going there to buy some piratic stuffs also. You guyz know what!? I spent excess of RM45 to buy some PIRATIC stuffs man! Gosh damn it. Somehow the image of Petaling Street has been indirectly and deeply devastate in my mind! Though it doesn't really give me a fine &amp;amp; positive imagine ever. Hate the quackery that the crowds "crooks" use to cheat erm no to say cheat but bamboozle the foreigner even the LOCAL FOLKS! Is this the culture of Malaysian?! Come on crooks fuck off from Malaysia!#$%^&amp;amp;*@ Damn it, what the hell you guys struggling in Petaling Street it's demonic quackish! It does seriously indignifiny the Petaling Street! Yuck &amp;amp; Sigh man never mind just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the evening I went for a haircut and I changed a new hairstyle man. Erm what should I say, some people compliment about it and I still haven't heard any bad comments yet except from my mom. Mnn I don't know, I just feel like it's a bit weird may be Im not used to it or what. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for today. Feeling hungry now gotta find some stuffs to consume already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1601190780784984523?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1601190780784984523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1601190780784984523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1601190780784984523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1601190780784984523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-went-to-petaling-street-with-my.html' title='Petaling Street Sux'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-4432548322573494545</id><published>2008-09-15T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:54:40.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Incidents That Made Me Sighed Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Incidents That Made Me Sighed Today (Disorder):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 30 days left for me to prepare for my FINAL EXAM&lt;br /&gt;2. Sony VAIO Laptop/Handycam&lt;br /&gt;3. My future "University"&lt;br /&gt;4. European colours of eyes/bodyshape/facial features/hairstyles/attire&lt;br /&gt;5. Branded's &amp;amp; Mature's attire&lt;br /&gt;6. Wealth&lt;br /&gt;7. Perfumes&lt;br /&gt;8. CDs&lt;br /&gt;9. Blue World&lt;br /&gt;10. Sex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-4432548322573494545?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4432548322573494545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=4432548322573494545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4432548322573494545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/4432548322573494545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-incidents-that-made-me-sighed.html' title='Top 10 Incidents That Made Me Sighed Today'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1468194758068824308</id><published>2008-09-12T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:06:56.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Decision</title><content type='html'>While having Chemistry Lecture in DK I was like kicking one's heels. Biology was the following class which I'm not accede to. Somehow I asked Esther and Venn Fang them whether they want to attend the Bio class if not then we went out(Away from Tarc) for food. And Esther suggested to go to Gohtong Jaya to have our lunch. You guyz know what Esther has been going to Genting to has her meals for about 5 times in this weeks. May be it seem a bit exaggarated but it's a truth. Somewhat, I feel that going to Gohtong Jaya from Tarc it's not as near as we used to think. Erm well I don't, I just plainly eager to reach the eatery soon and consume the nice delicacies. It took for a long time for the dishes to arrive but it's still ok for me since I able to grinning no no cachinnate after a salesman went away from our dinning table with a hilarious baby-like-toy producing with jackass' sound I would say. Feel like having one. Haha. We had ordered three dishes- A bowl of BIG prawns with noodles,a plate of vege and a sauced steamed fish. To me RM70+ for there three dishes was a bit costly but nevermind just indulge once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245067973986151778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMo5iGQ47WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BUiGr9tWyLA/s400/DSC00125.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dishes that we had ordered. Can you see the BIG prawn?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1468194758068824308?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1468194758068824308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1468194758068824308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1468194758068824308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1468194758068824308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/sudden-decision.html' title='Sudden Decision'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMo5iGQ47WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BUiGr9tWyLA/s72-c/DSC00125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-6206386722071730162</id><published>2008-09-11T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:31:51.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the real meanings hidden your name??</title><content type='html'>Actually I came across this plaything through Lisher's blog. After you putted in your name, there will be descriptions about your personalities or the meaning that hidden behind you name and so on. By the way, to me I would say fifty fifty about the fact of descriptions about me. Infact I tried out twice one with "Zhing Hong" and another with "Dave". Moveover I feel that the descriptions under "Dave" are much corresponding to known facts! Haha. Anyway you guyz can go and try out it willn't take much of your precious time indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What Zhinghong Means?&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What Dave Means?&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality.You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-6206386722071730162?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6206386722071730162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=6206386722071730162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6206386722071730162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/6206386722071730162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/actually-i-came-across-this-plaything.html' title='What are the real meanings hidden your name??'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-2228574362706374677</id><published>2008-09-10T18:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:09:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Gadgets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I went to Low Yat Plaza and Sg. Wang with my dear-Ms. Fly after school. Erm if Im not mistaken this time is consider the first time I went for shopping or erm may be window shopping with her. Actually the purpose I went there was to help my best friend-Loon (SnowMan) to buy Trend Micro Internet Security '08. It's an anti-virus. You know what I had repeated the phrase "Do you happen to sell Trend Micro Internet Security '08?" for quite many times and I ended up searching through the whole block of Low Yat Plaza and got none shop selling with that. Loon may be the TMIS '08 had extincted so try and consider another brand yeah. Furthermore, I saw my dream SONY HANDYCAM it looks gorgeous man! Moreover,Sony Vaio Laptop,CD albums,All the IT stuffs and DVB perfumes which I have been eager to own them long time ago! Im full of zeal to work for extra pocket money recently. Just now I came out with a brand new idea in doing business-selling handphones but after telling Ms. Fly and deliberated upon the tiny specifics and it's lament to say that this business is ineffective. Sigh. Later we had a light meal with a bowl of "baby shark's fin" and a string of fish ball with cayenne pepper. It taste not bad indeed. And yeah we did chatted a bit about our PLANNING also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244358210029905026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 437px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMe0AZe8ZII/AAAAAAAAAFk/T0MlpRnBrVo/s400/25772%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sony’s AVCHD HDD Handycam® Camcorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-2228574362706374677?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2228574362706374677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=2228574362706374677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2228574362706374677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/2228574362706374677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/it.html' title='IT Gadgets'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMe0AZe8ZII/AAAAAAAAAFk/T0MlpRnBrVo/s72-c/25772%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-1886474588637539008</id><published>2008-09-08T15:53:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:40:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuantan Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last week, actually I had decided not to go to Kuantan with my family and my dad's ING com. agents, but I was acceded the trip under my family's persuasions and due to YG unable to come to my house to play Majong/Nami during last weekend. We setted off from Sri Damansara about twelve on Saturday morning. It was quite tiring during the journey heading to Sg. Lembing it tooked about five hours of course we stopped for a while for few times to pee and played a "game" but fortunately we did have chocolates,sweets,soft drinks all those junk food with us! The first destination was Sg. Lembing Hill (林明山) .Which I able to enjoy the best glorious sunrise ever. The arrangements of the sea of clouds were impressive and the whole dawning was stunning! If you ask me will I visit to the hill again or not, Im sure I'll answer you "Yes!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcMwvRsqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ioP95nB1Te8/s1600-h/Pix+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557977965834914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcMwvRsqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ioP95nB1Te8/s400/Pix+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcJTR7sgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3O1fd_QNEKU/s1600-h/Pix+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557918518522370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcJTR7sgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3O1fd_QNEKU/s400/Pix+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcGX0_OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n4gNBl-pTdQ/s1600-h/Pix+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557868199688722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcGX0_OhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/n4gNBl-pTdQ/s400/Pix+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcDJaqEuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QYXc7d6NB3E/s1600-h/Pix+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557812791546594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcDJaqEuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QYXc7d6NB3E/s400/Pix+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTb_KIXIiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YxIXUTcsl8s/s1600-h/Pix+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557744263766562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTb_KIXIiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YxIXUTcsl8s/s400/Pix+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTb8ZPD1bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nWovOuJj6YQ/s1600-h/Pix+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557696778786226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTb8ZPD1bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nWovOuJj6YQ/s400/Pix+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures of SUNRISE that I had taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The foodcourt is located at the foot of the hill. We got the oppurtunity to savor the Ketchup Mee(茄汁面) &amp;amp; Soybean Curd (山水豆腐) which interviewed by "阿贤人情味" before! To me the foods are slightly above average only not to say very nice or what. After that, we went to a hanging bridge which nearby to Sg. Lembing Hill. There are nothing special about the bridge, just quite shaky while you while passing through the river with it that's all. Later on, we headed to a seaside which tooked us about ONE hour to reach there. Yeah no doubt, they were going to play some "games" again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before we checked in at place where we were going to stay, we went to a shop I would say which it's quite huge to buy and tasted some local stuffs. The hotel was no no it's a hostel-Asrama Institut Kepelbagaian Biologi Kebangsaan which located in the center of the jungle. It is damn secluded. Some of the rooms were quite ok but ours were like "ouh~" you know?! Hee. During Saturday night we did have some delicious food and entertainment-Karaoke Competition+Performences from piratic Kelly Chen,Sammi Wong and two Jacky Cheong (one of them was my uncle!) Until now Im still wandering how come my younger brother was like so different during the night. He followed some of the agents jumping, dancing, hailing around in the hall on the stage while the performences were going on! Before we slept, I asked him why today you like another person and he replied huh?! No ar. Here what I would say to my brother is I have defeated by you in someways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day, we visited to the Deer Farm &amp;amp; Elephant Park after we checked out. Before we backed to Sri Damansara we had a meal in Bkt. Tinggi. I reached home about 5 something I think. And I was surprise to know that one of the pipe which connected to the main water tank in my house was stucked with small trees,tiny branches and roots! The area which surrounded the water tank was full of water! It was like a mini swimming pool indeed. And we did spended some time to unobstructed the pipe. At night, YG had a gathering in Sg. buloh at a mamak nearby Sher's house. We chatted damn lot of stuffs. No doubt the part that attracts me the most is our year-end Bali Trip! Woo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall, this Kuantan Trip was quite nice to me. I do learn something and it's a gorgeous experience. It did not really waste my precious weekend I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-1886474588637539008?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1886474588637539008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=1886474588637539008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1886474588637539008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/1886474588637539008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/09/kuantan-trip.html' title='Kuantan Trip'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SMTcMwvRsqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ioP95nB1Te8/s72-c/Pix+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8014727027254445651</id><published>2008-08-31T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:39:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Today is 51st anniversary of the Independence Day of my country-Malaysia. Well I don't have much stuffs to talk about it. Yesterday night, quite many of my friends asked me "Hey you don't go out?" and I did reply them with "What do u mean? Count down or wat? Haiz I'm old already no longer into count down anymore." Unless you say count down for a brand New Year in foreign countries with ravishing of FIREWORKS then I'm sure I'm the first one who shout "Hurray!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During afternoon I did online for awhile, loitering around web sites and I saw a video from Youtube about Arvil Lavigne's Malaysia Concert. And I read about a comment posted by a stranger who is one of the fans of Arvil written about Miss Lavigne was refrain from being herselves on the stage during her concert in Stadium Merdeka. That was not the punk-rock "Princess" which we used to see normally! Then I started to recall my memories of that day and I was like "Yeah!" She didn't wear punk shirts/skirts,she didn't shout or scream with her brilliant voice and she didn't jumping around. As I know she was not allow to jump,kiss,hug,shout,sing with vile lyric and so on...but there are what our rockstar used to do in her concert! All there jackass stuffs are directly making me stated to hate my coutry-Malaysia! A truly Mus*** country! Damn it! May be somebody outhere might think that I'm a bit over or what, but try and imagine about Miss Lavigne was singing one of the phrase from "Girlfriend" with "Bala-bala princess" instead of "Mother-Fucking Princess!" Argh I just abominate this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3'o clock I was going to Selangor to have a meal full with seafoods with my relatives. During the journey, I heard the interesting stories from my aunt who just came back from New Zealand. She had been staying there about 3 months! Working and playing. Especially the snow-capped mountain sound really fun man. Then I took advantage of this opportunity to tell my parents about I thought of working and playing at the same time in UK or may be some others countries in next year before my degree course really started. They are like not so agree and they suggested me to work as a partime worker while Im free during my course. Then while coming back home, another aunt asked me about my current and further studies as well. Now I just wandering whether where,what &amp;amp; how my degree course will be in next year perhaps. But for sure to further my studies in UK next year is currently what I eager for. (I'm sure Ms. Fly is so happy with what I have written! Haha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-8014727027254445651?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8014727027254445651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=8014727027254445651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8014727027254445651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/8014727027254445651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/08/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-7689702855635776840</id><published>2008-08-30T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:43:24.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* PART 1 *&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 ) Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I think so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 ) Describe urself in one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3 ) Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I will choose someone that I love,no points you choose the one who love you but you got no feeling torwards him/her then end up-BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4 ) Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Yes, of course but it'll never happen again from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5 ) Does it feel good to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Half-half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6 ) God is giving u just 5 more minutes before going back to heaven, IF you love someone special what will you say to that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Shall we make love now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7) What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8 ) Was ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-YES, I DO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9 ) What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;10 ) What can you say about playboys/playgirls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Are you trying to ask me to describe myselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;* PART 2 *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1 ) Best place to cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Shower room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2) Who do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Although the que stated THE MOST, I still would like to rank it by this way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My parents, My gangs, My best-friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3 ) Tell us ur dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I didn't dream last night,but I acceded to a glorious concert yesterday. ARVIL~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Yeah, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; ) What is the most important thing to do before u going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Check out my outter look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6)Think of the last time u were angry, why were u angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Erm can't recall of it. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7)If you could do anything OR wish anything, wad would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-To become an airline PILOT with HIGH-PAID salary, To own a MANSION, So on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8)If you could have an all expense paid trip, where will you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Last time I would choose Japan but for now I'll choose europe countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9)Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-No, but if needed I'll do so. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10)Are you old fashioned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-May be in someways, but I hope Im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11)What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you wanna fuck them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I just wander who set this que huh?! Of course to tell someone who I wanna fuck them ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12)What things would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Im those person who easily to give up to somethings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;13)5 Facts About Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Im a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My name is CZH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Im 19yo this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I live in kepong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Im a student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;14)5 things that scares me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Lizards (They are so nauseating plz!) *BUT I have to emphasize that Im far more better than Ms. Terbang plz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I lost my important/valueble stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Unable to get good result in studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Unable to realisemy dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Unable to become a Millionaire in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15)3 Songs Playing in My Head Lately:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-When you are gone from Miss Lavigne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Complicated from Miss Lavigne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Girlfriend from Miss Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;16)5 Things I treasure in My Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Moneys $$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Enjoyments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-My gangs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;17) "First Time" in My Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I do have lots of "First Time"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;18)5 Words/Things I Always Use/Say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Yeah eh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Oic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-I think that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208218978971563235-7689702855635776840?l=davidsonblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7689702855635776840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208218978971563235&amp;postID=7689702855635776840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7689702855635776840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208218978971563235/posts/default/7689702855635776840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidsonblue.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-1-1-are-you-allowed-to-have-bfgf-i.html' title='Being Tagged'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945285131315547856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SfvsXNxG4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4znPmkaBFco/S220/3183_1138173170633_1116497753_415274_3264255_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208218978971563235.post-8045445900481469211</id><published>2008-08-30T17:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:15:37.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arvil Lavinge The Best Damn Asia Tour '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On 11th August:&lt;br /&gt;Pas strikes again! This time they've taken aim at Canadian pop-punk "princess", Avril Lavigne. As reported on the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Malaysian Insider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: "Federal Territory PAS Youth has demanded the government ban pop superstar Avril Lavigne from performing in the country, saying that it would insult the Merdeka freedom fighters." (The concert is on 29 August!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what?! So what are we supposed to do instead of jumping around to "Sk8er boi" or emo-ing to "I'm With You"? Well their suggestion is to have a "history-writing contest". What does that even mean? Do we get to re-write history? What do we get if we win? They're also saying that Avril's music (apparently laden with punk and rock elements) is not suitable for the virginal ears of Malaysia youth. OTK (Oh Tunku!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkY6U_ODUI/AAAAAAAAADM/_YJYYfHAwpQ/s1600-h/avril-lavigne-spunk-231x400[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240247031767633218" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px" height="333" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkY6U_ODUI/AAAAAAAAADM/_YJYYfHAwpQ/s320/avril-lavigne-spunk-231x400%5B1%5D.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looked damn cool man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On 23th August:&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian authorities have reversed their decision to cancel a concert by Canadian pop-rock star Avril Lavigne, saying Saturday (23 Aug) that she can perform next week despite complaints her act is "too sexy." BUT Malaysia still requires all performers to wear clothes without obscene or drug-related images and to be covered from the chest to the knees. They must also refrain from jumping, shouting, hugging and kissing on stage. Still, conservative Muslims often protest against Western and even Malaysian music shows that they consider inappropriate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guyz know what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On29th August:&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the fans among 15,000 crowd in she splendid "The Best Damn Asia Tour" concert! Yesterday, Miss Terbang &amp;amp; I reached Stadium Merdeka around three something. And we started to queue up for few hours! While we were standing n waiting for the gates to open we had chatted a lot of stuffs. From yam to further studies in UK and from further studies to year end Thailand trip. The whether was damn hot. Stall"S",varies kind of peoples &amp;amp; Hotlink stuffs were shrouded there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240255281238098642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkgagqPwtI/AAAAAAAAADc/y9BsWvUxn9M/s320/P1000628.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;One of the stall that located near to Gate4.&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the cute gurl standing at the bottom of right hand part?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, the gates open at 7.30pm but the bad news was we gotta wait for another one hour and fifteen minutes that means the show gonna start at 8.45pm! Infact it was okay for us to wait, since we had aldready waited for almost 5hours outside the stadium. Unfortunely, it rained! Omg everyone was like mad. Squeezed like sardins in box to grab for FREE raincoats! Luckily Miss Terbang didn't go with smokey eyed, if not she will be like... (I believe everyone able to imagine of that moment) Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240261814886966210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkmW0Zho8I/AAAAAAAAADk/Ve7Qs-cOk4w/s320/P8290026.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Colourful raincoater, it looked more attractive in LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The show began with a Malay singer who we did not know but his voice is not bad indeed. Finally...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240263836219236290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkoMecsX8I/AAAAAAAAADs/qIp8GegnFAA/s320/P1000648.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The spotlights were being turned off and the show was begin...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240265162348937282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkpZqqpwEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6JRwGCWZIDo/s320/v12leadpic_3008%5B1%5D.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey hey you you, I want you to be my girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lavigne was dressed casually in jeans and a black T-shirt as she took to the stage with her first song Girlfriend, and only had one costume change, into a grey T-shirt for the whole concert. The crowd especially ours area remained excited throughout, singing and dancing along to Lavigne's entire 17 songs set. Due to a few reasons like distance away from the stage, price of the ticket, the time that we had been waiting and so on it made me feel that ours Orange Zone (RM138) not to say best but the most ideal seat. Moreover, Lavigne was so damn cute yesterday yes the part that Miss Terbang had told me also which she played with the crowd. When she raised up her hands everyone will be shouting. Oppositely when she lower her hands everyone will become quite. She keeped on repeating for few times and it's getting faster. Noise..silence..noise then silence again. It's getting too fast that the crowd could not follow then Miss Lavigne was angry! Omg she looked cuter and yet prettier while in anger. Haha. She is great. She played electronic guitar,piano (Yesterday the piano which she played wit "When you are gone" was in pink!) and DRUMS! Woo~~~ I enjoyed myselves in the concert and yeah Miss Lavigne, I miss you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240274338936178578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F0ejYud2KYI/SLkxv0Hix5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/PRjJkjqM3fs/s320/P1000654.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;The concert ended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Arvil you rocks my world! 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