<?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-2032267437597761744</id><updated>2011-09-13T14:27:18.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at its very best</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-467114973456359677</id><published>2010-12-16T23:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:28:35.837Z</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so sick and tired,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of all these things that drag me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come and take me home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lead me to your door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taken from Dishwalla - Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-467114973456359677?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/467114973456359677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=467114973456359677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/467114973456359677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/467114973456359677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2010/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1524021849002400380</id><published>2010-11-21T15:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-21T15:26:03.391Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it feels like even your closest ones do not have the time for you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it seems so distant, so superficial, when you just wanna get closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I should just work, do what I am meant to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while, since I've been home and I'm missing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1524021849002400380?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1524021849002400380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1524021849002400380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1524021849002400380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1524021849002400380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1323715102666431595</id><published>2009-10-11T00:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:42:05.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am.</title><content type='html'>Well, I really felt like putting my thoughts on somewhere.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being less sober makes it easier. Been in Oxford and somehow I feel lost, seems like I dont belong here all of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be positive. Quote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;when things dont go right, they merely go left, never wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1323715102666431595?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1323715102666431595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1323715102666431595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1323715102666431595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1323715102666431595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am.'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1384986310471020564</id><published>2009-09-20T21:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:55:21.528+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Years Gone..</title><content type='html'>You know how fast time flies when you've been in university for two years and now being in the final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like the day moving into university and today you're unpacking, moving into another new place for the last time (at least for my undergraduate studies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me back to the whole aim of this post, ie: a dedication to my mum, cause I know she'd find time to read this blog, to check on me; despite the fact that I might be too busy/lazy to get it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just show off about my mum, she's great for many many reasons. Recently with the passing of my grandmum, the sheer dedication she had, she'd never feel tired making trips and I mean long distances since Kajang is never ever near anywhere just to take care of my grandmother! That's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, this year was rather different. I realized towards the end that I've spent quite a short time in Malaysia. Unlike before where I was traveling for a month max and then being around home either bumming or doing up an internship. This year around was less. Towards the last few days at home, I suddenly missed being around the family. I've never quite had the feeling of being unhappy of letting go. Very often I can just let things go and move on without the burden. As bad as it sounds, I mean I've been strong most of the time and this was a feeling never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on the fact that my parents did not stay long in Oxford when they first sent me here. I did not feel much even when they left immediately after I unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This links to another thing that I really really appreciate my mum for. I know I may not look appreciative or what BUT the moment I reach like the UK and when I unpack those stuff. I would see how nicely arranged they were! Those shirts and duvet covers/bed sheets. Man. That's when you know you have the best best best mum ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions that she'd ask you like, you wanna bring instant curry over this time? You wanna bring this? Bring that? Despite the fact that she was so busy with my late grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean mum, these are the small/big things that you've done and I really really thank you for that and I love you. Getting old is nothing, you had always looked the same may it be 10, 15 years ago. I cant say 20 because I would be too young to remember and I would be lying if I said 20! That's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the everlasting love and care I would repay. You will get your sports car in a few years. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love and regret for not calling earlier. Happy Birthday Mum!! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: no pictures either SINCE I do not have internet at home and currently in uni just for the internet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1384986310471020564?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1384986310471020564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1384986310471020564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1384986310471020564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1384986310471020564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-years-gone.html' title='Another Years Gone..'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2431871157847498696</id><published>2009-08-24T03:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:04:31.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The past few months been pretty life changing, moving from one place to another. Dont know whether it's the right decision to do this much, however I guess I'd have to find a place to practise or specialise soon. It's definitely fun trying to search within yourself but its consuming money like a mofo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Story of the Triumvirate in Bangladesh:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAq4h4QzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WBTFwhRuPXk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAq4h4QzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WBTFwhRuPXk/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373358042135413554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAqaOZiyI/AAAAAAAAA7g/XBUwldukKuM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAqaOZiyI/AAAAAAAAA7g/XBUwldukKuM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373358034000644898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grameen Bank HQ in Dhaka, one of the tallest, cool stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAp8QwdtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/9BBFed42Tso/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAp8QwdtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/9BBFed42Tso/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373358025957471954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kept saying, a real estate guy's worst nightmare having to manage all of em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-LYg1GHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/u_vE5Ww1_eU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-LYg1GHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/u_vE5Ww1_eU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373355301941876850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old Dhaka where we had our pictures taken infront of the Pink Palace whileeeeee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-Kyq3FTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/DBHQTyWxvQ8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-Kyq3FTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/DBHQTyWxvQ8/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373355291783402802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You get 231391 people taking out their cameras and taking photos of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-KnVwNnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/wyjoyK6oalU/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-KnVwNnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/wyjoyK6oalU/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373355288742082162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was in the village, somehow Murakami attracted unwanted visitors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-KOjRpYI/AAAAAAAAA64/9N_vepJSJjM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-KOjRpYI/AAAAAAAAA64/9N_vepJSJjM/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373355282087912834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the MAN I went all the way to Bangladesh for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, holidays/ self enrichment time in Bali/Lombok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-JkyS_MI/AAAAAAAAA6w/uyHv7-oCFVk/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH-JkyS_MI/AAAAAAAAA6w/uyHv7-oCFVk/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373355270876626114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nusa Dua, sure it's beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8jozAW0I/AAAAAAAAA6o/vFh4bz97_QU/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8jozAW0I/AAAAAAAAA6o/vFh4bz97_QU/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373353519606684482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our epic phail-ed hitchhiking attempt. We were offered taxis for 300-500k Rupiahs, eq to (usd30-50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8jFc-NQI/AAAAAAAAA6g/kUVDnYmaOLU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8jFc-NQI/AAAAAAAAA6g/kUVDnYmaOLU/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373353510119027970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our usd$8 room up in Lovina, where we did dolphine watching the next day. Shabby place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8iyfPIcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/gj-5LIJv83E/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8iyfPIcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/gj-5LIJv83E/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373353505028252098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunsets really beautiful in Lovina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8iYp1TnI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/s3Wl2rqYFYE/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8iYp1TnI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/s3Wl2rqYFYE/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373353498093375090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow picture got tilted, rough black sand. Not the best place to be when it's baking hot and sunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8h3U8y4I/AAAAAAAAA6I/unOkaqeu_00/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpH8h3U8y4I/AAAAAAAAA6I/unOkaqeu_00/s400/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373353489147415426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anddddd. The surfer boys :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2431871157847498696?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2431871157847498696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2431871157847498696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2431871157847498696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2431871157847498696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/08/story-of.html' title='The Story of.'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SpIAq4h4QzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WBTFwhRuPXk/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-876771854324756906</id><published>2009-07-22T09:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:33:14.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tell Me</title><content type='html'>Been back from Bali after 2 weeks, got back a few days ago and still been pretty busy with some other issues. Bali was good just except that after being exposed to some pretty awful sights, my perceptions been changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more days till Bangladesh and I'm not sure whether I could do it, I hope I can, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to Bangladesh, on the other hand, my grandmum is really ill, I've got back earlier than planned from Bali and I dont know whether I should leave at this time for my internship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-876771854324756906?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/876771854324756906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=876771854324756906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/876771854324756906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/876771854324756906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-tell-me.html' title='So Tell Me'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-628368813190202295</id><published>2009-06-26T18:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:18:29.858+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Dear friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch the video below, spend some time to watch it and of course continue to share it with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are plundering this earth, not forgetting politicians who are not doing anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqxENMKaeCU"&gt;here ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-628368813190202295?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/628368813190202295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=628368813190202295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/628368813190202295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/628368813190202295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4652521950149526869</id><published>2009-06-25T16:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:52:39.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home I am</title><content type='html'>Been a while to update isnt it. heh, truly sorry about that. Have been crazily busy with uni, pretty glad I got the travel scholarship and also a small prize being the top in the department. wafoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least things are getting in place, investments here and there, attended a conference on Carbon Credits, relatively new topic but I guess it's about time Malaysians pick up the pace and try being a leader within this region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met inspiring people from the conferences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carbonconservation.com"&gt;Take a look around and see what they do for the world and people. Time to do something against climate change!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geres-cambodia.org/index.php"&gt;Another site where I made contact with the chairman, young French guy, truly inspiring. More to do! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I've been home for almost a month now. Been reading up, lazing, meeting friends, good meals around, got back from Perth almost 2 weeks ago, it was all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the next month, travelling to Bali for 2 weeks or so then Bangladesh for my placement. Learning slowly in German, wish I was faster. Enjoy the pictures and I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWV92JUQI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5eS1EhJuSJ8/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWV92JUQI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5eS1EhJuSJ8/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351286086369366274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVgtlgmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/t-1U1RbRhBY/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVgtlgmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/t-1U1RbRhBY/s400/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351286078548836962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVak2ChI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BjEJAY-yhLs/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVak2ChI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/BjEJAY-yhLs/s400/IMG_0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351286076901558802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVInWXfI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EUOSAWX5uFE/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWVInWXfI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/EUOSAWX5uFE/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351286072080227826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWUgk1ABI/AAAAAAAAA5I/VnhhZhWmRO0/s1600-h/perth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWUgk1ABI/AAAAAAAAA5I/VnhhZhWmRO0/s400/perth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351286061332234258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4652521950149526869?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4652521950149526869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4652521950149526869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4652521950149526869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4652521950149526869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-i-am.html' title='Home I am'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SkOWV92JUQI/AAAAAAAAA5o/5eS1EhJuSJ8/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7530238127982804641</id><published>2009-04-10T00:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:58:30.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strings of Pathetic Issues</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether things will change back Home in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've picked up issues such as Malaysian politics, climate change, economics and etc. To start off, Malaysian politics - definitely good to know whats happening and what's more likely to be the truth or otherwise. However, if you were a patriot to the country, thinking the country is good as it is , I would strongly suggest that you should not read into Malaysian politics and often quoted : Ignorance is Bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent by-elections were alright, I was disappointed with Batang Ai's result. But also to be fair to voters there, they probably do not know what is development in the sense of maturity and also physically through buildings/roads and etc. They are kept separated from the rest of the world, Barisan National feeding them with sweets, telling them that they're the best government, parties from Peninsular are just here to rip/rape you of your land etc. What they dont know is Barisan being hypocritical about the whole issue. They need to be notified of whats been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good string of incidents, Najib being the recent Prime Minister where he's been carrying shit loads of allegations from corruption, the incitement to racial issues, linked to a murder case and so on. Yet, he is made the leader of the country. I had no objections of who becomes the PM but of course you have to come clean yourself before you come forward and say that you'd only pick clean members to be part of the cabinet. The level of maturity in Malaysian politics have failed, have a look at China, population of more than 1.3bn and yet being so matured in politics. Yes, the way of them running the country may be different but u see progress, the world looks at China differently compared to when they first open up to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altantuya's murderers/mastermind gets away untouched. The courts did not state any motive/mens rea as to why the murder happened. Throwing down a death sentence for those 2 policemen wont clear up the mystery behind that. For all you know, since nobody has really seen the faces of those 2, they can easily substitute or even let them both go secretly. Nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking the new cabinet is another issue. Hishamuddin being the minister of home affairs? What qualification does he have? Pacifying other races by raising his keris, instilling fear into them hence a more peaceful Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Khairy despite him winning the Umno Youth? He deserves something to be honest, I believe he is capable just that perhaps all these while he has not gotten his priorities right, ambitious and proud. Mukhriz on the other hand did not win yet gotten a place in the cabinet. Ministry of trade, some profit making ministry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir, dont tell us Malaysians that you did not play a role in this. We're not idiots. We do not need you back, such a old hypocrite. Don't accuse one of corruption when you are no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, Malaysians are still fighting for their own personal good, personal benefit while the world has moved on taking issues which have more weight. Of course not forgetting the welfare of it's citizen but major issues like climate change and etc. Grow up Malaysia, would u need another 50 years? 50 years of embarrassment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7530238127982804641?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7530238127982804641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7530238127982804641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7530238127982804641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7530238127982804641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/04/strings-of-pathetic-issues.html' title='Strings of Pathetic Issues'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1715535252936135417</id><published>2009-03-15T19:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:39:38.182Z</updated><title type='text'>Bueno Vista Social Club</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite a productive day, I somehow wonder how can Real Estate fellas cope with the course, get a first in the course. The course isn't that tough to understand but there's too much to work, assignments every other week and apart from that, we get exams too. I'm rushing on assignments but I cant seem to find any time to understand my lecture notes, let alone study and memorize. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, went to a friend's penthouse in Oxford yesterday. Absolutely lovely, came back to my own house after that, felt that it was more like a shithole.lol. Imagine where the bedrooms are on the ground floor and at the end of the corridor, a spiral staircase leading to the top, where his dining area, living area and kitchen is situation. A pretty good sized balcony where it seems wonderful over summer, we had our BBQ there, good food, good company with a bunch of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a film/documentary yesterday : Bueno Vista Social Club. It gave me so many different thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want to travel to South America&lt;br /&gt;- There are just too many cultures and talents all around&lt;br /&gt;- Would the Cubans be the same without American's sanction of them&lt;br /&gt;- So much more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the movie was on these group of lovely, Cuban jazz players, specialising in different intruments, lovely lovely voices and all. They last performed in this Social Club in Havana was probably in the 1940s and that film was made in the early 1990s. Ry Cooper, an American guy decided to go to Cuba and seek for these legendary musicians and he convinced them to play once more. Bear in mind, this is after 50years since they last performed and which means that they were all around 85, 90 years old. They were so so fit, imagine the coordination you would need to sing and play an instrument, they were showing off on stage, feeling proud again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your close friends and you, your crew, your band, your homies were to meet up after 50 years and do what you use to do 50 years ago. Imagine the bond. They were just amazing although I dont understand Spanish(but with help of English Subtitles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Havana cigars did play a role in keeping them healthy. My tribute to those guys who left the club and those who are still playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Sb1YVVkGhyI/AAAAAAAAA30/to0IxSvTrEA/s1600-h/Buena+Vista+Social+Club+Presents+Ibrahim+Ferrer+%281999%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Sb1YVVkGhyI/AAAAAAAAA30/to0IxSvTrEA/s400/Buena+Vista+Social+Club+Presents+Ibrahim+Ferrer+%281999%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500258956117794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibrahim Ferrer (1927 - 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Sb1YU7oWr7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/lB9AEf2yG-g/s1600-h/compay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Sb1YU7oWr7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/lB9AEf2yG-g/s400/compay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500251994632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compay Segundo, a legend, true legend. (1907 - 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7huuRDyeQw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7huuRDyeQw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1715535252936135417?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1715535252936135417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1715535252936135417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1715535252936135417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1715535252936135417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/03/bueno-vista-social-club.html' title='Bueno Vista Social Club'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Sb1YVVkGhyI/AAAAAAAAA30/to0IxSvTrEA/s72-c/Buena+Vista+Social+Club+Presents+Ibrahim+Ferrer+%281999%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-8325613438860397041</id><published>2009-02-07T11:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:20:27.888Z</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Week</title><content type='html'>It's been snowing for quite a bit lately, rarely for Oxford and it caught most people by surprise. Lecturers getting snowed in, classes getting cancelled, buses arent operating. Great isnt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going off to Warwick today for their Malaysian Night, hope its good and then come Monday where I'll start off some crazy routines! All in this semester with time outs to the gym and etc! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, Im mourning for Malaysia, a crisis is brewing and of course with even the present credit crunch etc. Najib will be taking on soon it seems but before he could even do that, he's appears to be even worse, merciless, cruel and of course corrupted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this clip, is this where the country is heading to? Come on, put down our differences, we're generalising other races all the time. It's time to let go and be united. No matter how far we go, how far we work/live/study I believe deep down everyone takes Malaysia as their home and is second to none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJf9ZBpBe1U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJf9ZBpBe1U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-8325613438860397041?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8325613438860397041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=8325613438860397041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8325613438860397041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8325613438860397041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/02/mixed-week.html' title='Mixed Week'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3001978355287911673</id><published>2009-01-22T04:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:48:42.612Z</updated><title type='text'>I R Tired</title><content type='html'>15 minutes to 5am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caffeine isnt working that well somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue is setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I R tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3001978355287911673?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3001978355287911673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3001978355287911673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3001978355287911673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3001978355287911673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-r-tired.html' title='I R Tired'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5510677517078937234</id><published>2009-01-20T23:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:26:37.308Z</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Norm</title><content type='html'>Normally I would not blog anything about Israel and Palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I know enough to comment anything about it. The world isn't helping it any better. On one side, people are against it added by some who get so furious hence more violence as a form of retaliation and another side who supports it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Backman has been one of my favorite columnist, being very bold in nature. I've bought his book titled "Asia Future Shock". Something really interesting but slightly on the short side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article below definitely worth some of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--$end exclude$--&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.michaelbackman.com/NewColumn.html"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Israelis are living high on US expense account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5510677517078937234?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5510677517078937234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5510677517078937234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5510677517078937234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5510677517078937234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-norm.html' title='Out of the Norm'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2475910222166316213</id><published>2009-01-19T18:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:30:51.015Z</updated><title type='text'>Listen</title><content type='html'>Listen, give it a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just have to sit back and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Z2ljWwIaHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Z2ljWwIaHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2475910222166316213?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2475910222166316213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2475910222166316213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2475910222166316213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2475910222166316213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-it-listen.html' title='Listen'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-6831352724960508667</id><published>2009-01-06T22:49:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:55:17.322Z</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>I know its been a while since I've last written about anything. Uh, the crazy stuff going on. Most of the coursework been done except for two more due on the first day of uni. I dont know why Brookes have to give us close to 2 months of holidays. I mean its great but not so in the end since our Easter holidays are too short to even study. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second years been great, challenging year and definitely a very productive one. Often I tell myself to work hard, do well and so much more. Studying in the UK changed who I am and who I was. In a good way and bad of course. Good in the sense that I'm more confident and more exposed. You will never know how its like within a country till you've lived long enough in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, university life and at the same time, why do we even work so hard for university? To graduate then get a job, work ourselves up the ladder? At the end of the day, coming out starting your own business say at 30? 35? Is life all about working? Being blessed, being able to attend talks etc, I've been inspired to start off something, something I hope that will work. Not so much about the money that can be gained but of course experience. I'll keep the business idea on a low first, those who know about it please keep it down too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of the craziest times, I forced myself to finish and hand in a coursework 1 week before the dateline so that I'd be able to attend a trip particularly to Prague and Vienna then fly off from Bratislava. Left for Prague starting on the 14th while spending a pretty good time. Sue Bee introduced a friend of hers, Florence. One of the few people who's able to communicate, click well. Perhaps I don't click that well to alot, I dont know. To me, I live cause of friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping Prague to be good, I was pretty disappointed. I was expecting people to be really friendly, people to show you around etc but it is rather different. Perhaps I shouldnt have visited a major city but the outskirts, where people still have their own cultures intact. I've always wondered, we call this globalisation but what exactly is it about? Having our cities all modern with skyscrappers, streets occupied by high end brands which you can get in literally any city? Now I understand of why cultures are important. If you even remember/wonder why back in primary our teachers insisted that we play some traditional games like gasing/ tops spinning. Imagine you being a tourist to Malaysia and the people can only offer u the Twin Towers, the shopping beneath it and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3iRAM-tI/AAAAAAAAA2I/QrPm6RvAmO0/s1600-h/IMG_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3iRAM-tI/AAAAAAAAA2I/QrPm6RvAmO0/s400/IMG_2908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288342555514960594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Prague Castle from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3iNF3w0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/bF2xZyAfsW8/s1600-h/IMG_2921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3iNF3w0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/bF2xZyAfsW8/s400/IMG_2921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288342554464994114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prague main square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3hUuXFOI/AAAAAAAAA14/t2ilAMd2cGE/s1600-h/IMG_2913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3hUuXFOI/AAAAAAAAA14/t2ilAMd2cGE/s400/IMG_2913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288342539333997794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4zWhZqgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/dc1PzG8_nUY/s1600-h/IMG_1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4zWhZqgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/dc1PzG8_nUY/s400/IMG_1601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343948565785090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the cathedrals in Prague Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xVWDzmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vXnV1BEKGno/s1600-h/IMG_2813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xVWDzmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/vXnV1BEKGno/s400/IMG_2813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343913890041442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Departed from Prague train station to Kutna Hora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4yTWhw2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/CXBFZH3dliM/s1600-h/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4yTWhw2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/CXBFZH3dliM/s400/IMG_2832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343930535002978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kutna Hora, Kostnice Sedlec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xsJCjPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-Qyh-1q-9fQ/s1600-h/IMG_2823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xsJCjPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/-Qyh-1q-9fQ/s400/IMG_2823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343920009448690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bone filled chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xNlLigI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Q215rdNaHwA/s1600-h/IMG_1773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP4xNlLigI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Q215rdNaHwA/s400/IMG_1773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288343911805979138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dancing Building/Centre in Prague, pretty cool building,  a dancing couple ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienna was good, good food, ice cream, friendly people and much more. Of course theres a price to pay. Euros been exceptionally strong that I'm starting to worry for them. Very very nice architecture and sometimes wonder why Malaysians cant change to live in a better environment. You get squeeky clean streets, nice buildings unvandalised, good transportation and more. Theres so much we (the younger generation) can do for the country but of course very often ideas fuelling for change go no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3g_1umKI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HYYJqGxO5d4/s1600-h/IMG_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3g_1umKI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HYYJqGxO5d4/s400/IMG_3004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288342533727754402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Parliament of Vienna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Z10Wv1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/1EnJ4GFtKNs/s1600-h/V1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Z10Wv1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/1EnJ4GFtKNs/s400/V1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344609801813842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Yv3EEAI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PVyMTsT5w7k/s1600-h/IMG_2942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Yv3EEAI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PVyMTsT5w7k/s400/IMG_2942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344591022690306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hofburg Imperial Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Ya10FYI/AAAAAAAAA24/GB-pOqGn9ng/s1600-h/IMG_2993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP5Ya10FYI/AAAAAAAAA24/GB-pOqGn9ng/s400/IMG_2993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344585380304258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP9GwlxNBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/CfUQDm346Ac/s1600-h/IMG_2958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP9GwlxNBI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/CfUQDm346Ac/s400/IMG_2958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288348680027452434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Market with the City Council building behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad, I spoke to my housemate's family today and they faced almost the same thing back in Zimbabwe. I believe they do miss the life back in Zimbabwe but because it got pretty dangerous for them to live there they had to leave. Similarly, I thought if I were to work in the UK, for sure I'd be making a few folds more of what I can get back home. Then again, it is not the money that I'm after but a better home. Going home with a better qualification might not put u in a good position or rank since corruption is so common, so blatant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that, a new year, a new change. I vow to improve and practise what I preach. Wish me luck as I got a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3gCxKfhI/AAAAAAAAA1o/AXkNVye6yw8/s1600-h/IMG_1768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3gCxKfhI/AAAAAAAAA1o/AXkNVye6yw8/s400/IMG_1768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288342517334048274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-6831352724960508667?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6831352724960508667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=6831352724960508667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6831352724960508667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6831352724960508667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SWP3iRAM-tI/AAAAAAAAA2I/QrPm6RvAmO0/s72-c/IMG_2908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-139485780441320173</id><published>2008-11-09T17:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:58:07.525Z</updated><title type='text'>Excruciating Pain</title><content type='html'>Ok, maybe I am exaggerating having agonizing pain but it is perhaps true. Suffering from Fever, bad throat, cough, some flu, phlegm, literally the whole package one might sometimes call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since I've first fallen ill, falling ill have ruined my plans of getting things done, getting courseworks done, unbelievably this year is so much tougher than the first year. Submitting a legal assignment last week, Valuation coursework due on the 18th of this month, 26,27th I have a presentation on NEXT plc., a report on NEXT plc due on the 1st of Dec, and 8th a construction project on Bullring Birmingham would be due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, times have change; no longer the usual weekly, fortnightly trips to London where I have my weekly dose of good food (chinese food), meeting up with close buddies where we share similar interests and good laughs. This is not even working life, and I am still in university! Heck, I can even forsee where all close buddies would have no time for good old sit around, movie watching and food hunting around. I'm not gonna let that happen though, what is the whole point of money making and not having quality life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've came across a quote which I think is great, it goes something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the years in your life that matters but the life in your years that count. Something along that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me think of my dad, he works really hard (at least often claiming to). Of course in a way that can be measured through his ability of sending me overseas and still having a comfortable life. I highly look up to my dad in the sense that he treasures his friends so much, and I'd love to have a lifestyle of his where he still gets to have his good old daily breakfast with most of his primary/high school close friends over the weekdays, and I really mean daily without fail. Often having lunch with them as well and spending his time on physical working, back breaking farming work in his orchard over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True that he often claims, but I have never quite met a guy who can wake up early in the morning everyday, (claim the early bird prize of the toilet), do gardening, weed pulling every single morning and then head to work. Despite the fact that he doesnt have much time for us over the weekdays, often not seeing him at all for dinners; he would still try to make time for the family. Ahh, of course very often we have some sorta debate/arguments over issues but its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I feel its such a gifted thing where you can spend time, meeting up friends, catching up over meals literally everyday. Ok, perhaps its enough praising for my dad, might continue with other family members in the near future. Just my random thoughts I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling ill isnt great at all, especially falling ill for a week and the having the last time falling ill probably few years ago. Times like this you really appreciate good health and to those living in colder countries, put on more; keep yourself cozy and appreciate life! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-139485780441320173?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/139485780441320173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=139485780441320173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/139485780441320173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/139485780441320173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/11/excruciating-pain.html' title='Excruciating Pain'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2056353008994983053</id><published>2008-10-25T13:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:41:42.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bs'</title><content type='html'>Man, its been such a busy time since I got into my second year. I have courseworks due literally every week starting November till 8th of December. sigh. Nevertheless I feel its a good practice as how far of a limit one can push. Semester 1 is crazy, going to libraries till they shut, BUT often not being very efficient in studies. My concentration span is way tooooo short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is one of the "B-usy" The next one would be that I'm trying to get some businesses off the ground. Although still in it's initial stage but I mean we're getting serious about it. Jun and I (probably founders/partners) agreed to the company name of Oxedo. Which brings about Oxford-Tuxedo sorta thing. This business would involve people in Oxford being able to buy custom made suits online and with a slashed off price of what you would pay in the UK for a custom made suit. We have gotten some colloboration with Oxford students and hopefully it will take off somewhere next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OH, we even got our own domain which we bought yesterday. www.oxedo.eu . No point going there since we have not created a webpage on the domain. Anyway, wish me luck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The credit/financial crisis have recently gone bad to worse, foreclosures, repossesion of homes, you name it. Hold on tight people, I'm predicting a bigger downward movement before it would even recover. Economies are on a brisk of recession, cut spending while horde up cash in case of any opportunity arises. As for Malaysian students studying overseas, it might seem really good since major currencies have depreciated. £ 1.00 currently stands at Rm 5.65. This is some major difference compared to the almost decade. An Australian d is literally hovering at Rm2.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, another post. winters getting close, temperatures dropping below 5, sunsets getting earlier by the day. Till then. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2056353008994983053?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2056353008994983053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2056353008994983053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2056353008994983053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2056353008994983053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/10/bs.html' title='The Bs&apos;'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3973000092725493830</id><published>2008-09-27T00:21:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:43:02.945+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Here I am in my new room, new house down in Marston. One wonderful place, ok, maybe not quite wonderful in terms of location but its still pretty awesome. Despite the fact that Im ONLY 30mins walk from Brookes and I've timed the cycling time which would be 8-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have gotten the internet, I had internet for since I got here but it was more like taken off somebody's wifi without password! Things have changed, we have our own wireless now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike has been stolen over summer, sadly! Although I have placed it, locked it right beside to the security guard house. Had to buy a new one and I was told by the bike shop that prices of bikes has gone up. Everything go up lah, bloody substitute good for oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to perhaps show you some pictures of my room. I've taken so much effort, especially taking my lazy ass up to fix up the room, get the stuff from shops like standing lamps and few others, packing up my clothes and unpacking them, cleaning up the room etc. Man. I feel good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, the picture shows that my room is still in a mess but its not quite the case, I've been abit busy(lazy), just set up a new time table for this term and pray that it would go as planned! Need to constantly stay on the top, gonna start hunting for internships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlOoG3wI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YBeC50jKQ0Q/s1600-h/IMG_2757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlOoG3wI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YBeC50jKQ0Q/s400/IMG_2757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250476525467655938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a frigging small wardrobe. Virtually useless apart from hanging the shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlQqa_kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qglR8iOQXtw/s1600-h/IMG_2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlQqa_kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qglR8iOQXtw/s400/IMG_2758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250476526014234178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bed and the set of drawers which were provided seemed to be really useful, especially to store the 43 t shirts I brought! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlhoW8HI/AAAAAAAAA0A/gn1SQ8z3hCM/s1600-h/IMG_2759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlhoW8HI/AAAAAAAAA0A/gn1SQ8z3hCM/s400/IMG_2759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250476530568982642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda messy on the table! Just ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlvoNtaI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QjZ0v0ABKlI/s1600-h/IMG_2760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlvoNtaI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QjZ0v0ABKlI/s400/IMG_2760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250476534326474146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ordered a shoe rack from Argos for £4.95. Seems rather good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wl3dXl3I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/NJsAW4mJicw/s1600-h/IMG_2763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wl3dXl3I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/NJsAW4mJicw/s400/IMG_2763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250476536428468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just put up the mirror and some hooks on the wall myself. Part of the small touches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Stamina7 yesterday, in which we buy this T shirt and have 7 pub/bars/clubs in our crawl. I think I was told that a total of 700 students attended this. Was pretty amazing, apart from getting drunk really easily, been such a lightweight after less drinking over the past months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1xiC3Xg-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/s7yIXjU4j6c/s1600-h/IMG_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1xiC3Xg-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/s7yIXjU4j6c/s400/IMG_2764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250477570282456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My T shirt which says "Climber" got ripped by sadly- guys. You can guess who did that, and you're right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1xijhY2rI/AAAAAAAAA0g/g0bdUGgUdss/s1600-h/IMG_2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1xijhY2rI/AAAAAAAAA0g/g0bdUGgUdss/s400/IMG_2766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250477579048639154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was how it looked when I was in the club, minus the gray tank top. Was funny when this bouncer approached and said that if I were to have the cloth off myself, I'd get kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Stamina7 started at 7pm, but we got there around 8 and out till 2! Madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new time table has been planned out! Gotta start working, get nerdy! Be Kiasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1ymoXNeZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/htrq6ELlhc4/s1600-h/Timetable1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1ymoXNeZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/htrq6ELlhc4/s400/Timetable1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250478748579232146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3973000092725493830?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3973000092725493830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3973000092725493830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3973000092725493830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3973000092725493830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SN1wlOoG3wI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YBeC50jKQ0Q/s72-c/IMG_2757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3229754798731840153</id><published>2008-09-21T00:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:43:01.402+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated Post to Mum</title><content type='html'>I would like to dedicate this post specially to my mum. Happy Birthday Mummy, and perhaps you would not like to disclose your age here hence I wont. Its not that I've forgotten by any chance ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to the most special woman in my life of course. My mum has been fabulous and which words cant quite describe. She was ever there when I needed her, always so caring and helpful. We may have some arguments and stuff but I guess its a way of showing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you will enjoy your birthday and may you be blessed with the best of health and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ1yXVf3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3otJXNUpWV4/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ1yXVf3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3otJXNUpWV4/s400/IMG_0069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248252497915903858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tho taken long time ago, but we hardly changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ2MZeMII/AAAAAAAAAzY/LFmWwialfZc/s1600-h/DSC02699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ2MZeMII/AAAAAAAAAzY/LFmWwialfZc/s400/DSC02699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248252504904183938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even longer, but its okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ2UOVz3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/BhGneGulcmo/s1600-h/IMG_2702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ2UOVz3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/BhGneGulcmo/s400/IMG_2702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248252507004981106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ20JaoKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/AUsabEo1bXs/s1600-h/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ20JaoKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/AUsabEo1bXs/s400/IMG_2735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248252515574259874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happppy Birthday Mummy!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3229754798731840153?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3229754798731840153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3229754798731840153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3229754798731840153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3229754798731840153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/09/dedicated-post-to-mum.html' title='Dedicated Post to Mum'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SNWJ1yXVf3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3otJXNUpWV4/s72-c/IMG_0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-640112903597920517</id><published>2008-09-11T20:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:07:24.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scheiße</title><content type='html'>Scheiße man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I got back to Malaysia I've lost so much weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to gain back, time to buff up again. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current short term target = 72kg and I'm 8kgs away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-640112903597920517?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/640112903597920517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=640112903597920517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/640112903597920517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/640112903597920517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/09/scheie.html' title='Scheiße'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-381673774375330962</id><published>2008-09-05T16:00:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:36:49.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>It's been a while really. Time flies, I've stopped my internship on the 19th of August, and then I headed off to Bali on the 21st till the 24th. Its been great, I dont know how to put in but I'd say I've utilized time over my summer pretty well! An action packed, of course excluding the times where I laze to wake up late, getting less action in the office etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think of it, 4 months have just flew past. Coming to think of it, we are all so much older. My peers including myself are 20 this year. No more a teen, no more a kid where you can do anything without much consequences. Theres so much to learn; usual quote which my dad uses, saying that he's learning even though he is in his 50's. Thats true, we're never perfect and we tend to improve ourselves day to day. May it be superficially, mentally or whatever; just be sure its of good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of politics being back home. Yes, I still choose to call Malaysia home despite the fact of all the rubbish going on. Theres nothing much we can do since Non-Bumis are perceived as immigrants and squatters of Malaysia anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali was amazing, I dont know how to express it but it truly is. The people there were just so friendly and when people say Malaysians are friendly, I seriously dont know why myself. They were so helpful and not even forceful or with a mind of making some good money out of you. A place you feel at peace, the ambience being really relaxing. I'd definitely imagine of retiring on that place, perhaps running a small guesthouse or a restaurant, managing my own business and just let time fly back while relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back - Bali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQVA1ZAGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/u4PTLd-4JWw/s1600-h/IMG_2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242559763167379554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQVA1ZAGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/u4PTLd-4JWw/s400/IMG_2680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our hotel which we stayed- Ramayana. Very nice place, good location apart from it not facing the sea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558842247098450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPfaI4sFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ScPFnndE0P8/s400/IMG_2676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some warung which we were introduced to go, wasnt great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557920221441826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOpvU1ryI/AAAAAAAAAk8/nb72LtBKi9Q/s400/IMG_0653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At another restaurant, Warung BekBek Angsa. Very nice good food and juices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557923504634898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOp7jnPBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_0if_99f7B4/s400/IMG_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Feon-Na looking very excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQVpEDgTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_Z98K9oUmvY/s1600-h/IMG_2726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242559773966303538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQVpEDgTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_Z98K9oUmvY/s400/IMG_2726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dressed in sarongs, at a monkey temple up north in Bali&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557925507017234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOqDBBKhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/roTL-VBQSgE/s400/IMG_0712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad having some fun of his own, applying some oilment to his finger making monkeys feeling pretty aroused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPeGh6dQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l7U1gjwsztI/s1600-h/IMG_0732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558819803493634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPeGh6dQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l7U1gjwsztI/s400/IMG_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute huh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPeQRuFhI/AAAAAAAAAls/sUU1PZ41iY4/s1600-h/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558822419928594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPeQRuFhI/AAAAAAAAAls/sUU1PZ41iY4/s400/IMG_0733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely parents ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPe5ffJNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6kySsVS3WLI/s1600-h/IMG_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558833483523282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPe5ffJNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6kySsVS3WLI/s400/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I dont know what was I doing, oh well. Had this good seafood at Jimbaran but the main thing is to watch the sunset there while enjoying the good seafood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPfHNULyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/nPkajIN0mns/s1600-h/IMG_0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558837165403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFPfHNULyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/nPkajIN0mns/s400/IMG_0775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the variety and how excited Feon-Na look. loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOqV4xo8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/uQJ_QW7aCPU/s1600-h/IMG_0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557930572719042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOqV4xo8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/uQJ_QW7aCPU/s400/IMG_0721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOqggrhbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q3MJpijXLZc/s1600-h/IMG_0728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557933424444850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFOqggrhbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q3MJpijXLZc/s400/IMG_0728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice pose you get from Leon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQV9OT2oI/AAAAAAAAAmc/j0EfcFaCRlM/s1600-h/IMG_2739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242559779378027138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQV9OT2oI/AAAAAAAAAmc/j0EfcFaCRlM/s400/IMG_2739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lastly, the nice view that we get. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-381673774375330962?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/381673774375330962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=381673774375330962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/381673774375330962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/381673774375330962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SMFQVA1ZAGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/u4PTLd-4JWw/s72-c/IMG_2680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4063134712039327135</id><published>2008-08-12T17:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:46:24.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahhh</title><content type='html'>Its been a friggin while since I last blogged, ah, nothing much have been happening except for perhaps some pretty interesting things going on at work, got my pay cheque, works quite alright depending on times and office colleagues are some bunch of funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad since I'd be stopping my internship on the 19th of Aug hence giving me sometime to sorta relax and travel before I return back to the UK. Somehow I do miss Oxford, where the weathers nicer, friends back there. Not to say that friends here arent good, just that its different. Malaysia is somehow just disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upcoming elections in Permatang Pauh, and hopefully Anwar wins over that fkin hypocrite Ezam; hopefully his pledges were not meant to be rhetoric again, false promises. Oh well, I guess whats there to lose when our country have been so badly run for the past decades. Just read on for another disappointing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm somehow disappointed at the so called Malaysians, you call yourselves being more matured over time. Hovering around, saying that everything is fine but deep down inside, you know its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with those protested against Tan Sri Khalid Ibrahim's proposal by giving a 10 per cent intake quota to non-Bumiputra students to Universiti Teknologi Mara (UITM). What the f*ck is wrong by giving non-Bumis' a chance to enter a local university? Are we not citizens of Malaysia? Arent the chinese paying more tax than others to even deserve a place? Not even a mere 10% which includes non-Bumis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from TheMalaysianInsider,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banners such as "UiTM Hak Bumputera Selamanya" (UiTM will forever belong to Bumiputras), "Selamatkan UiTM" (Save UiTM), "We are not racists, we are just activists protecting our rights" and "10% = 12,000 non-Bumi — Malays' and Bumis' rights are being denied" were displayed during the students’ march, allegedly with the approval of the university administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit, what do u mean by hak Bumiputera forever? Dont call for one Malaysia one race, its more like a bunch of racists. Quoted, we are not racists, yeah right. What rights do u need to protect, just fking tell me. Why are we denied of a chance to study? What do u mean by10% = 12000 Bumi rights are being denied? What about the rest of say 40% non-Bumi's rights? We dont deserve any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More the reason for another person like me to stay away till this country mature, no, Malaysia is not the place to stay if u ask me, definitely not a place where u cant afford to pay your students private education and to have fair amount of competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our laughing stock Abdullah Badawi, sorry but I totally have no respect over you, you dont deserve to be called Datuk Seri, you are worse than a commoner. One Pm for all races, yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the article again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Datuk Seri" Abdullah Ahmad Badawi, who was asked to comment on the issue, said Khalid had no power to make such a proposal and only those with links to UiTM could decide on the enrolment policy. &lt;p&gt;"It's not within his jurisdiction of power," the prime minister told reporters in Serdang today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are u not even answering to the problem? Why arent u defending us, so called one race. You deserve to lose big, and lose all the respect from every single Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Im just speechless, this is Malaysia for u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4063134712039327135?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4063134712039327135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4063134712039327135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4063134712039327135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4063134712039327135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/08/wahhh.html' title='Wahhh'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7318021100555959465</id><published>2008-07-13T13:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:19:41.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiyoh lahh</title><content type='html'>Since I got tagged by someone, and then being nagged by that kingkong to post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, been relatively busy with my Internship, not to say Im always busy at work BUT sometimes I just dont get enough work :S. On well. SO whoevers around KLCC region, just give me a ring and we might just be able to have dinner or lunch whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Answer the questions below, do a Google Image Search with your answer, take a picture from the first page of results, do it with minimal words of explanation.&lt;br /&gt;b) Tag 5 other people to do the same once you've finished answering every question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you'll be on your next birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b361/macrobaye/twenty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b361/macrobaye/twenty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A place you'll like to travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.denney-net.co.uk/Kawaguchiko%20Mount%20Fuji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.denney-net.co.uk/Kawaguchiko%20Mount%20Fuji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favourite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://publish.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/i-dont-know2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://publish.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/i-dont-know2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your favourite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liferollercoaster.com/wp-content/uploads/CIMG9411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.liferollercoaster.com/wp-content/uploads/CIMG9411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favourite pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/992/50210299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/992/50210299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favourite colour combination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h98/bLaZe_4/Dark%20Grafix/Red-Black-GrayAbstract.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h98/bLaZe_4/Dark%20Grafix/Red-Black-GrayAbstract.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favourite piece of clothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slamjump.com/store/images/thumbs/images/pelle_pelle_carpenter_light_wash_jeans_55ap5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.slamjump.com/store/images/thumbs/images/pelle_pelle_carpenter_light_wash_jeans_55ap5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your all-time favourite song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/dri000/i077/i07763ezjgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/dri000/i077/i07763ezjgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your favourite TV show:&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/Image/two-half-men-cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/Image/two-half-men-cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.urbandead.com/images/3/3c/None.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wiki.urbandead.com/images/3/3c/None.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. First name of your significant other/crush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.urbandead.com/images/3/3c/None.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wiki.urbandead.com/images/3/3c/None.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The town in which you live in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/2389251181_467462666f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/2389251181_467462666f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your screen name/nickname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thumbnail.image.rakuten.co.jp/@0_mall/spunky/cabinet/tribal-c/t-t438_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thumbnail.image.rakuten.co.jp/@0_mall/spunky/cabinet/tribal-c/t-t438_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y152/boo_licious/misc2/hjsamurisatay.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your first job: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SHn-J2La70I/AAAAAAAAAk0/HaxvCe4WQ00/s1600-h/Image(930).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222484688028495682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SHn-J2La70I/AAAAAAAAAk0/HaxvCe4WQ00/s400/Image(930).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your dream job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibizschool.com/images/property_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ibizschool.com/images/property_home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A bad habit you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/04/27/roadrage_wideweb__470x305,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/04/27/roadrage_wideweb__470x305,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dont point that but I do have some road rage while driving. Trust me, most Malaysian drivers are rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your worst fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/amc0337l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/amc0337l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The one thing you'd like to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/42216000/jpg/_42216354_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/42216000/jpg/_42216354_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ncphotos.co.uk/cuddling%20gorillas%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ncphotos.co.uk/cuddling%20gorillas%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll! Its not what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The first thing you'll buy if you get $1,000,000:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marabouranch.com/assets/images/life_land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.marabouranch.com/assets/images/life_land.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tag whoever wants to do this! At least I dont force u to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7318021100555959465?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7318021100555959465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7318021100555959465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7318021100555959465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7318021100555959465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiyoh-lahh.html' title='Haiyoh lahh'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h98/bLaZe_4/Dark%20Grafix/th_Red-Black-GrayAbstract.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4966099662775235851</id><published>2008-06-22T18:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:39:53.291+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanoi and Sapa videos!</title><content type='html'>I just uploaded a video taken in Sapa, renting a motorbike and just enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdusXYpvcrE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdusXYpvcrE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one really amazing of how a person should cross a road in Hanoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrmEGiDdXV0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrmEGiDdXV0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4966099662775235851?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4966099662775235851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4966099662775235851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4966099662775235851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4966099662775235851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/06/sapa-bike-experience.html' title='Hanoi and Sapa videos!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5966477667602210587</id><published>2008-06-21T05:02:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:20:51.997+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Since.</title><content type='html'>Since I got back in mid-May, I took more than a week to settle down; the extreme difference in weather and my nose being very sensitive to the air which made the first week pretty annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, Jun and I had planned a trip: first Vietnam - Thailand - Macau - Hong Kong and till few days ago we decided to go to Pulau Redang. Pulau Redang was more like a last minute decision but was good nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Vietnam, we have spent our first night in Rising Dragon Hotel, Hanoi. Right after that, the hotel staff since they provided us excellent service together with trip arrangements and a night costing usd$ 15 each was just simply amazing. At night, we took the night train to Sapa leaving at roughly 9pm reaching at 5am in the morning in Lao Cai. We were given this so-called first class VIP tickets while sharing the cabin with 2 other people. Got to know people from all walks, while on the way there we met this couple from Copenhagen, lovely friendly people to few chaps who were really friendly on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N871cazI/AAAAAAAAAe0/WdRdZjx89iQ/s1600-h/IMG_1896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214620759046777650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N871cazI/AAAAAAAAAe0/WdRdZjx89iQ/s400/IMG_1896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hang Be market, right behind our hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N86i6ljI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Zqnob6Z3s-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214620758700627506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N86i6ljI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Zqnob6Z3s-Y/s400/IMG_1903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jun acting all posh, having an expensive dinner at Bobby Chinn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9GPgYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DfibtTUIii8/s1600-h/IMG_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214620761840443874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9GPgYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DfibtTUIii8/s400/IMG_1908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Busy crazy roads in Hanoi, they dont even stop on red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9JAHyOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wo8Ikl-hzWw/s1600-h/IMG_1911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214620762581223650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9JAHyOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wo8Ikl-hzWw/s400/IMG_1911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Open space WC, this is how they do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9EqTxiI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6uuD0urMQvM/s1600-h/IMG_1917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214620761415992866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N9EqTxiI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6uuD0urMQvM/s400/IMG_1917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside some museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Ok1X4mhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uupzFR7H2j0/s1600-h/IMG_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621444506950162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Ok1X4mhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uupzFR7H2j0/s400/IMG_1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mausoleum of uncle Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlSbq9cI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gKIazL2fSIE/s1600-h/IMG_1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621452307461570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlSbq9cI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gKIazL2fSIE/s400/IMG_1966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Temple of Literature, pretty nice place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlUXeUZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/h8GG_SzE3wE/s1600-h/IMG_1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621452826726802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlUXeUZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/h8GG_SzE3wE/s400/IMG_1975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Temple of literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlbihRMI/AAAAAAAAAf8/67VuOVykoJY/s1600-h/IMG_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621454752105666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4OlbihRMI/AAAAAAAAAf8/67VuOVykoJY/s400/IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny huh, communist country and there you go calling your hotel democratic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching Sapa - simply fabulous. Easy slow paced life, where we rented a motorbike for just $15 a day. Jun and I had no license for motorcycles but somehow we were entrusted with a 120cc bike ( boasted by the young owner). We took turns to ride the bike and I crashed it while going up a pretty steep slope, filled with potholes and uneven mud roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621736860052002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O12eS6iI/AAAAAAAAAgE/56tUBAbDWXE/s400/IMG_1991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The train station in Hanoi to Lao Cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622489083490578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhouVsRI/AAAAAAAAAhM/osTrtk6mBoM/s400/IMG_2106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some Hmong tribe I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhBMzUMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OJ17TZbNGD4/s1600-h/IMG_2068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622478473842882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhBMzUMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OJ17TZbNGD4/s400/IMG_2068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A nice picture of a few kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhTl5C7I/AAAAAAAAAg8/qZsEAMbFORE/s1600-h/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622483410914226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhTl5C7I/AAAAAAAAAg8/qZsEAMbFORE/s400/IMG_2084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhrL-0XI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0u2WDjgRQXc/s1600-h/IMG_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622489744691570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4PhrL-0XI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0u2WDjgRQXc/s400/IMG_2090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The terraces of paddy being planted in Sapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2N3CKHI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z4ptds9qMd0/s1600-h/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621743137826930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2N3CKHI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z4ptds9qMd0/s400/IMG_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a postcard shot huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2Oc_Q9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/SqMXBFFUHjw/s1600-h/IMG_2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621743297020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2Oc_Q9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/SqMXBFFUHjw/s400/IMG_2034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The german tribe dance-  summoningggg :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2Izk0dI/AAAAAAAAAgc/hexO12r2QxA/s1600-h/IMG_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621741781144018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2Izk0dI/AAAAAAAAAgc/hexO12r2QxA/s400/IMG_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Schweine, porku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2TCpwaI/AAAAAAAAAgk/QqQ7T-RlMhE/s1600-h/IMG_2067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621744528736674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4O2TCpwaI/AAAAAAAAAgk/QqQ7T-RlMhE/s400/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cool picture with the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622477957027746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Pg_RlV6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/peDpE5Qupnk/s400/IMG_2071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I did like Sapa alottt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QclWYZRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f30CYjUSMYo/s1600-h/IMG_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623501789979922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QclWYZRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f30CYjUSMYo/s400/IMG_2298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jun just being himself, civilised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QcyMOd9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/__Iw414lB_E/s1600-h/IMG_2299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623505237047250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QcyMOd9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/__Iw414lB_E/s400/IMG_2299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wasnt too hungry to be honest, just wanted to try out their food but it was toooooo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Qdgm6fyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/pj2P6eCpM9c/s1600-h/IMG_2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623517697015586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Qdgm6fyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/pj2P6eCpM9c/s400/IMG_2301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOOOOOOO FOOOOO! HARDO GAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We took the overnight train back that night itself and reaching Hanoi early at 4 30am. Waiting outside our hotel since they do not open that early, while we sat outside the hotel observing people setting up their food stalls as early as 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622971716695570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4P9urD9hI/AAAAAAAAAhU/H9M9qE8zZOQ/s400/IMG_2122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jun waiting outside the hotel at 5am in the morning, was still closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanoi is such a messy place, in terms of how they use the road. Just crazy. Having a population of close to 90m, we were told that they had at least 30million registered motorcyles! There were definately less cars than bikes you can see all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214621446108591554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Ok7VvtcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/YZc9kkm6hd0/s400/IMG_1942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazzze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day itself upon reaching back from Sapa, we planned another trip to Halong Bay. Another typical, standard destination for most travellers. Beautiful scenery but somehow rather boring other than that. Was expecting good seafood but we were served with just rather plain meals, however the experience, people watching and sceneries made it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4P-T2StLI/AAAAAAAAAhc/weC9fV90YKw/s1600-h/IMG_2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214622981695911090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4P-T2StLI/AAAAAAAAAhc/weC9fV90YKw/s400/IMG_2184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like some traditional old port, busy place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QAXCi6tI/AAAAAAAAAhk/zCUiYJ8FjW0/s1600-h/IMG_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623016912349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QAXCi6tI/AAAAAAAAAhk/zCUiYJ8FjW0/s400/IMG_2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QAwq2RGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nHTtBx0FJ0w/s1600-h/IMG_2228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623023792276578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QAwq2RGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nHTtBx0FJ0w/s400/IMG_2228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t was raining, kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QBuj_4zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Rn2I90GIIeM/s1600-h/IMG_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623040406545202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QBuj_4zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Rn2I90GIIeM/s400/IMG_2237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625853842136594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SlfbUHhI/AAAAAAAAAks/HLj_XepcVwY/s400/P6070506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND we decided to get a pair of gay shades, both in white costing like USD$5 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We then spent our last day in Hanoi, leaving the city for Bangkok where we spent 3 nights there. Crazy place, where we did not quite enjoy that much due to the hot hot weather, cutthroat prices charged by taxi/tuk tuk drivers, scams all over which one to be very aware off. Nevertheless it was much compensated by good clothes shopping, nice cheap stuff indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sights of ladyboys to high class escorts were seen mostly all over. You know, the typical stuff - even Jun met ladyboys all the way from Germany being in Ayuthaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QeHNEswI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ejQFYlGmYjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623528057615106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QeHNEswI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ejQFYlGmYjQ/s400/IMG_2357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupas in Ayuthaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QepA5lcI/AAAAAAAAAic/dMtlT-Q4JRc/s1600-h/IMG_2361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214623537133360578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4QepA5lcI/AAAAAAAAAic/dMtlT-Q4JRc/s400/IMG_2361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Ayuthaya - the historic city of Thailand was really amazing, nice old structures but probably made Jun felt uncomfortable due to it leaning and almost crumbling while you know (Germans are perfectionists)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RE9vHNvI/AAAAAAAAAik/HY7t2rxPzZw/s1600-h/IMG_2364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624195530929906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RE9vHNvI/AAAAAAAAAik/HY7t2rxPzZw/s400/IMG_2364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RGO_5FlI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ny5U8mmm1BE/s1600-h/IMG_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624217344579154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RGO_5FlI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ny5U8mmm1BE/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RHg-1_xI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7FwJ3LmCRpA/s1600-h/IMG_2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624239351889682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RHg-1_xI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7FwJ3LmCRpA/s400/IMG_2393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RIpOXr0I/AAAAAAAAAi8/DO3jT0tPBw0/s1600-h/IMG_2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624258744364866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RIpOXr0I/AAAAAAAAAi8/DO3jT0tPBw0/s400/IMG_2422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RJ7MZVbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Oh3vyG_86V8/s1600-h/IMG_2423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624280747791794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RJ7MZVbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Oh3vyG_86V8/s400/IMG_2423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Rj7kesNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KIuqs01WlZc/s1600-h/IMG_2449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624727525404882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Rj7kesNI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KIuqs01WlZc/s400/IMG_2449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken by our beloved funny PAK PAK Thai taxi driver - YOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Rk4gMMoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HtgRn8b2IC0/s1600-h/IMG_2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624743881978498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Rk4gMMoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HtgRn8b2IC0/s400/IMG_2479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A really nice view on the open air 62nd floor of Banyan Tree Hotel in Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RmsL6LWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FDmKKM30WTM/s1600-h/IMG_2481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624774935424354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RmsL6LWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FDmKKM30WTM/s400/IMG_2481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our room, Cozy Bangkok in Hualampong - costed us rm75 for a night, 2 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Thailand, we headed off to Macau and Hong Kong. Hong Kong being one of the most developed cities in Asia after Japan, it felt like we're back to civilisation again. Price comparisons were made by us as we realized our rooms became much worse as we travel and at the same time paying higher prices just for a dirty small room. Food became more and more expensive further in time with the trip. Hong Kong was being another typical modern city but of course it was not quite enjoyable for us since we planned a low budget trip. HongKong would be nice if you have the cash to splurge since shopping is literally everywhere complemented by good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJNf6ZDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/V3GYovmcvCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625367993246770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJNf6ZDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/V3GYovmcvCQ/s400/IMG_2525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our small cheap dirty smell room in Nathan Road, Kowloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJpgbMaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HzPMVTCs7MY/s1600-h/IMG_2536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625375511589282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJpgbMaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HzPMVTCs7MY/s400/IMG_2536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The city skyline from the Peak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624789622842594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4Rni5qZOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/LA-H3JUiQOQ/s400/IMG_2512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Night view from the harbour, nicee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214624814648359490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4RpAINekI/AAAAAAAAAjs/FX8pOaKNa98/s400/IMG_2516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some german lady took this picture, was so so clear. I swear she whispered to the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJ-z5uzI/AAAAAAAAAkE/pBypJXzWijI/s1600-h/IMG_2602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625381230426930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SJ-z5uzI/AAAAAAAAAkE/pBypJXzWijI/s400/IMG_2602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The all so famous St. Pauls ruins of Macau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SKA3BQqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/InP3mfAkLPk/s1600-h/IMG_2606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625381780374178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SKA3BQqI/AAAAAAAAAkM/InP3mfAkLPk/s400/IMG_2606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Venetian Hotel, was really big but I didnt quite like the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back on the 16th of June while we left for Pulau Redang on the 19th of June. Initially I was planning to go for a dive but somehow my cousins pulled out on that which ended up me travelling to Redang with Jun. Was nice, met really nice people; even the daughter of a resort owner which invited us for drinks, towers and towers of beer free. Oh well. loll - Good stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625382321611346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SKC4D4lI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fxfjDied-Jg/s400/IMG_2628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SlK6doXI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FhSt3kI6tyo/s1600-h/IMG_2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625848335638898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SlK6doXI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FhSt3kI6tyo/s400/IMG_2632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Postcard nice beautiful shot huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SlYxEc6I/AAAAAAAAAkk/oFNjx6V27wg/s1600-h/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214625852054336418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4SlYxEc6I/AAAAAAAAAkk/oFNjx6V27wg/s400/IMG_2633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This one tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess thats all folks, hope you did enjoy what you see :) Holidays have been great so far, next up, internship in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5966477667602210587?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5966477667602210587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5966477667602210587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5966477667602210587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5966477667602210587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/06/since.html' title='Since.'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SF4N871cazI/AAAAAAAAAe0/WdRdZjx89iQ/s72-c/IMG_1896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4822490306179506152</id><published>2008-06-17T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:03:05.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh</title><content type='html'>I apologise for not updating! I will but since I will be leaving for Redang in a few more hours, leaving home in around 4 hours and will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4822490306179506152?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4822490306179506152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4822490306179506152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4822490306179506152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4822490306179506152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/06/uh.html' title='Uh'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4508183784824220772</id><published>2008-06-06T00:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:29:21.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hanoi - Sapa and soon Halong</title><content type='html'>From the really noisy Hanoi city where motorist literally waiting to press their 205123991st honk for the day to Sapa. Sapa was just wonderful. PERIOD. I'll post pictures and some videos when I get back. Halong Bay in a few hours. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4508183784824220772?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4508183784824220772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4508183784824220772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4508183784824220772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4508183784824220772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-hanoi-sapa-and-soon-halong.html' title='From Hanoi - Sapa and soon Halong'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-972495404977967152</id><published>2008-06-02T16:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:42:08.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First up: Vietnam</title><content type='html'>In literally a few hours, I will be leaving for Hanoi, flights at 6:30am but since Id need to get there 2 hours before I have decided not to trouble others by going there at 1am. Jun and I decided to probably sleep at the airport till 3-4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam will be our first destination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current ideal itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Hanoi&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Sapa&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Sapa&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Halong Bay&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Hanoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update while im there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, to be honest I did enjoy my recent days alot. Having good company of friends, laughers and jokes. However things are often not as what you see. You know who you are and I can feel that you dont feel good inside, it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be around for 2 weeks and I really do hope as much that you will stay strong, think positively and be hopeful. Nothing can quite bring you down, its whether on how much you care for something which includes on how much thought you put into upon facing obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kills me inside of what you are going through, putting up a smile is not good enough. Things may not be that bad afterall which all depends on one's perspective. You control your life and why let other stuff influence your life in the first place. You deserve the happiness you want/need and nobody can take that away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside, you have my love; love for you as a good friend and will be there for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-972495404977967152?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/972495404977967152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=972495404977967152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/972495404977967152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/972495404977967152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-up-vietnam.html' title='First up: Vietnam'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5960357134138405857</id><published>2008-05-29T04:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T04:36:10.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights</title><content type='html'>No, not about highlighting my hair or something, this is probably the highlight of summer holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun will be arriving KLIA today at 9 which sadly my cousin sister will be leaving for Liverpool for close to 4 months :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, apart from that hopefully I'd be a good host being able to take Jun around. However, Brandon is to be blamed cause he's hinting me that he's gonna get really busy too. PFFT! If anyone would wanna meet up, feel glad to contact me probably for lunch or something. I'll be leaving for my SEA trip starting on the 3rd of June. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will be great and scuba diving once I'm back from the SEA trip! wooop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5960357134138405857?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5960357134138405857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5960357134138405857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5960357134138405857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5960357134138405857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/05/highlights.html' title='Highlights'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-253266511960701701</id><published>2008-05-15T09:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:18:11.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I R BACK</title><content type='html'>Like finally Im back in Malaysia. Though as much as I would like to enjoy myself back home, I'm still struggling to adapt myself back home, not cause Im jetlagged but its more of adapting with the FRIGGIN hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything back here is good, just chilling, not obliged to care bout my spending that much since I no longer function on my UK bank account. Just gotta wait a few more days till Brandon comes back, then slowly more and more we shall gather :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-253266511960701701?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/253266511960701701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=253266511960701701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/253266511960701701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/253266511960701701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-r-back.html' title='I R BACK'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2293705722163550244</id><published>2008-05-09T23:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:08:52.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Frigggin hell</title><content type='html'>I lost 3-4kg over the week! feck man, this lifestyle of studying and less eating and gym isnt good. but worry not, im still hovering around 8-10kg in excess. I CAN DO THIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2293705722163550244?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2293705722163550244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2293705722163550244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2293705722163550244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2293705722163550244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/05/frigggin-hell.html' title='Frigggin hell'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2912221890208745656</id><published>2008-05-02T04:16:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T05:04:22.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 Cents and God's Existence?</title><content type='html'>Recently the members of the parliament have just sworn in on the 28th April, seems like a good start to channel out peoples voice via the parliament. But very often MPs seem to have very short memory span in which they forget what they promise and their manifestos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going into that, im truly disgusted by the Malaysian ruling government, their undecisiveness in literally every frigging thing they have in plan. Just look at the Penang bridge, stalling the bridge to review the whole thing will not even help u save money, in fact ure wasting more money and why not continue from where u stop. Bollocks of high cost, in the short run oil prices, material cost will almost certainly stay up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you can fully convince me that the Western countries will come to a halt in terms of government spending on infrastructure etc which then again it would almost be the total opposite of a recession in where normally government would spend more to stimulate the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you can convince me that China and India will stop developments which is almost unlikely when they have strong investments from other parts of the world especially when the west may not be doing that well and people diverting to Asian countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Ive not talked bout the indecisiveness of the government recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PM: Cancel telecast in Dewan Rakyat - from TheStar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stupid decision is this when this is only the first session of the parliament? Retard. Other than that, since the ruling government would love to see the opposition party embarrass themselves what IF they think the opposition are a bunch of monkeys in the parliament. SINCE WHEN they would say no as to embarrass and bring down the opposition? Perhaps theres something more to hide from the public by not having it live telecasted. Bollocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Shabery Cheek is another fickle minded person, saying that the parliament is like a circus; its perhaps of the BN members. Just take a good look at Bung Mokhtar Radin- mp for Kinabatangan, just a frigging clown in the parliament, i mean "Big foot". Yes, hes called the" bigfoot by Karpal Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exchange of words among Karpal and that Clown was so so idiotic, joke to the world I'd say. Personally, Id rather call him BIGfoot than his name, he looks like one, does not even make a valid reasonable argument in the parliament, even commented on ladies having monthly bocor too, yes its him. Shouts like a bloody uneducated person in the parliament, well I think he is really uneducated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all and he never fails to improve his idiotic standard, in the first parliamentary session, he asked Karpal Singh to stand up while speaking in the parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a f*cking idiot, how can a wheel chair bounded person stand up. Thats discrimination and to even say such a thing is so so unethical and inconsiderate but then again this justifies for any name you would like to name him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBqRw8_uFzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v-BnEUTim-8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195625390318425906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBqRw8_uFzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v-BnEUTim-8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from TheStar article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Badawi said Pandikar Amin was not someone without experience. Pandikar Amin has served as Speaker at the Sabah state assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those not knowing Pandikar Amin : hes the speaker in the parliament in which he has a role to moderate debate and make sure the certain guidelines and rules must be followed in the parliament and have some power to decide who to let speak and not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having him as a speaker is wrong, how can u invite a person who is not even neutral, who is in party in which it would be a conflict of interest. Amin is part of UMNO and how can u let him chair the parliament. Bunch of morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Prime Minister later left for Mecca yesterday evening to perform his umrah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yep- Thats gonna clear your sins now after all you have done, whats the point in praying so often when you continue to sin and seek forgiveness later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now talking bout the existence of God, although I may not be very religious in the sense that I truly read up and pray often but its the person you are that counts, its whether you sin then repent later on or continue creating more sins. Its after all you yourself, you decide what sorta person you are and a religion is very often seen as a source of strength when u feel being at your weakest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Regardless of what religion you are: Im sure as for most religions, we are taught to do good than evil and even if we might have done something wrongly, theres always a path for us if we repent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Months ago, Zakaria Deros passed away, I thought to myself: this seems more like an act of God, the way to show the consequences. Being so corrupted, swallowing millions of taxpayers money for personal use and so many more. How about now, the Palace of Klang that you have built with tens of bedrooms and toilets with so many other stuff? Will that bring u a better afterlife and have u even thought of contributing when you became part of the local council? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, Naza Group founder Nasimuddin just passed away. Sounds like a big coincidence huh? Hows millions of ringgit gonna help you at moments like this? He is only 54 years old and died of lung cancer, sounds like a rather quick way to go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As stated:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The low-profile businessman founded the Naza Group in 1974, starting his automobile business with an allocation of Approved Permits (APs) to import foreign cars." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah, how can u not be low profile when you are getting wealth through contacts, through a good business partner like the previous minister of trade. The giving of APs and Nasimuddin aka AP king, this is given at the cost of the people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If another sorta case like this happens, I can almost be certain that Gods are watching us, probably Malaysia in particular. I wonder what would happen to the person who used the C4 on Altantuya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps: For those interested in watching some clown show: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipNBbG65990"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipNBbG65990&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2912221890208745656?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2912221890208745656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2912221890208745656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2912221890208745656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2912221890208745656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-2-cents-and-gods-existence.html' title='My 2 Cents and God&apos;s Existence?'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBqRw8_uFzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v-BnEUTim-8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-6405501861793227605</id><published>2008-04-25T02:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:39:00.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Last?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, thats right, I'm seriously pushing myself to the limit that I've not ever tried before. I've cut down on sleeping, nowadays 6-7 hours a day is almost enough, not forgetting very often I go to the gym as well after I wake up and now library is almost like my second place to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays timetable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept at 4am in the morning (got back from the library at 2:30am previous day)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at 8:40am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lectures at 9am till 11am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Collected my results for Valuation : 71% shit marks and although my answers were all correct, the lecturer didnt like my layout.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got back to the room around 11:45am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rested abit, gym at 12:20pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked to a pub for lunch at 1:20pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got back around 2:30pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went online for a bit till 3:30pm, had a nap till 4:10pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that my coursemate cancelled the meeting later on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got back wasted more time on the computer till 5 ish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;6pm - 2am in the morning library.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NOT THE LIFE I WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun and I were the only few first year students who study in the library I think. Brookes students party really hard, Stamina 7 is on tonight where they visit 4 pubs and 3 clubs I think where we decided to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the library till 2:30am yesterday and today almost the same. When we got out of the library, people were just about to leave the student union clubs or some getting back to the uni by cab. They're partying hard while we're TRYING to study hard. Perhaps its just me still trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures when we started going crazy, we're also reliant on Relentless, a drink containing 32mg of caffiene per 100ml and that can is 500ml. You can do the maths :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps us going and going till late night, till we really cant take it anymore. Oh well, perhaps thats the way of a german I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1Es_uFwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vkssN5TzMcU/s1600-h/Photo-0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192990200249063170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1Es_uFwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vkssN5TzMcU/s400/Photo-0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My table of mess, full of notes and scribbling. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1E8_uFxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/148o_jFLiw0/s1600-h/Photo-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192990204544030482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1E8_uFxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/148o_jFLiw0/s400/Photo-0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our saviour - Relentless, and we dont only take one can each time we study&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1FM_uFyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wdVsnFFPT7g/s1600-h/Photo-0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192990208838997794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1FM_uFyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wdVsnFFPT7g/s400/Photo-0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jun in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02c_uFrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/5jC0nqwA6is/s1600-h/Photo-0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192989955435927218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02c_uFrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/5jC0nqwA6is/s400/Photo-0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one. Econofreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02c_uFsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/I1JLy1td3ig/s1600-h/Photo-0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192989955435927234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02c_uFsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/I1JLy1td3ig/s400/Photo-0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Never complete without Relentless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02s_uFtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JzhWkE0-WH0/s1600-h/Photo-0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192989959730894546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02s_uFtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JzhWkE0-WH0/s400/Photo-0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My stash of Relentless in which I bought from the Student Union Shop. Smuggled in the library.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02s_uFuI/AAAAAAAAAds/RR4EYSZfhao/s1600-h/Photo-0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192989959730894562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE02s_uFuI/AAAAAAAAAds/RR4EYSZfhao/s400/Photo-0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to concentrate. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE028_uFvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C904KzKpE7s/s1600-h/Photo-0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192989964025861874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE028_uFvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/C904KzKpE7s/s400/Photo-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, some random bits by Jun, I guess thats the way of motivating me. loll. The last one says&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Johnson : 5 exams, 5 peanuts, easyyyy exams. - By Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-6405501861793227605?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6405501861793227605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=6405501861793227605' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6405501861793227605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6405501861793227605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-i-last.html' title='Can I Last?'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SBE1Es_uFwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vkssN5TzMcU/s72-c/Photo-0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3393038767915094426</id><published>2008-04-14T01:17:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:49:42.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest of Success?</title><content type='html'>It's getting really hard to focus these days, so many distractions. You know how it feels when especially you dont have much time but you would still carry on and do stuff that you normally wont do when you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188890268364323666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SAKkNQhWO1I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Htt-MP77KQM/s400/IMG_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harder and harder to concentrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Ally took this scheisse picture btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldnt give up nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe in this line - Do what you will not regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not showing off ok! Im proud of the hardwork, probably working out at the gym has paid off. :) Now its time to do equally well for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188896118109780850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SAKphwhWO3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/QcgnT51c-e0/s400/IMG_1829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Theres more to gain and I'm still far from my targets, exams and coursework due dates are close! Good luck to you guys and I'm close to coming home soon.xxxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3393038767915094426?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3393038767915094426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3393038767915094426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3393038767915094426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3393038767915094426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/harvest-of-success.html' title='Harvest of Success?'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/SAKkNQhWO1I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Htt-MP77KQM/s72-c/IMG_1814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5796365958281188051</id><published>2008-04-11T12:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:57:14.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Blue</title><content type='html'>Randomly, some nice pictures taken in Lake Starnberg, Germany last January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W2IA40AI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ropcPAJKAPk/s1600-h/IMG_1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031152362409986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W2IA40AI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ropcPAJKAPk/s400/IMG_1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W2YA40BI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nQM413aqxMc/s1600-h/IMG_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031156657377298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W2YA40BI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nQM413aqxMc/s400/IMG_1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W24A40CI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/B6ed9mxZ2qc/s1600-h/IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031165247311906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W24A40CI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/B6ed9mxZ2qc/s400/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W3IA40DI/AAAAAAAAAcY/GUx38n4gOs8/s1600-h/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031169542279218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W3IA40DI/AAAAAAAAAcY/GUx38n4gOs8/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-XJIA40EI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Gkb_ulY58C4/s1600-h/IMG_1496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031478779924546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-XJIA40EI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Gkb_ulY58C4/s400/IMG_1496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-XJYA40FI/AAAAAAAAAco/A0PssQCsUdA/s1600-h/IMG_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031483074891858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-XJYA40FI/AAAAAAAAAco/A0PssQCsUdA/s400/IMG_1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W1oA4z_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2WpL9neWHNU/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188031143772475378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W1oA4z_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/2WpL9neWHNU/s400/IMG_1456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)  Seems like something is a sequence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5796365958281188051?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5796365958281188051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5796365958281188051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5796365958281188051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5796365958281188051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the Blue'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_-W2IA40AI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ropcPAJKAPk/s72-c/IMG_1492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4745747257305651661</id><published>2008-04-09T01:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:45:46.489+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Climate Change</title><content type='html'>And yes! it did snow a few days ago. weirdly for some weird reasons in which I cant explain. Instead of having snow last christmas, it snowed in Spring, APRIL! wtf. The temperature before snow was so warm, nice and lovely now its back to cold maximum 10 to -1. fuggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures some from ally's facebook so its rather small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRfaznCbI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UdW01AHUPLg/s1600-h/n500195695_2697318_1815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187040102293375410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRfaznCbI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UdW01AHUPLg/s400/n500195695_2697318_1815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRfqznCcI/AAAAAAAAAbw/lj_Zcvj9VU8/s1600-h/n500195695_2697319_2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187040106588342722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRfqznCcI/AAAAAAAAAbw/lj_Zcvj9VU8/s400/n500195695_2697319_2163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRV6znCWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/jK6zisMJLsk/s1600-h/IMG_1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039939084618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRV6znCWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/jK6zisMJLsk/s400/IMG_1818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRXaznCXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/OV6KwfTHQDA/s1600-h/IMG_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039964854421874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRXaznCXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/OV6KwfTHQDA/s400/IMG_1820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRXqznCYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/75Utc-JVU68/s1600-h/IMG_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039969149389186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRXqznCYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/75Utc-JVU68/s400/IMG_1821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRYqznCZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/TBu-70bUPek/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039986329258386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRYqznCZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/TBu-70bUPek/s400/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRY6znCaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/EPzTpf_2B_c/s1600-h/n500195695_2697314_465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039990624225698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRY6znCaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/EPzTpf_2B_c/s400/n500195695_2697314_465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROARRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2032267437597761744-4745747257305651661?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4745747257305651661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4745747257305651661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4745747257305651661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4745747257305651661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/climate-change.html' title='Climate Change'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_wRfaznCbI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UdW01AHUPLg/s72-c/n500195695_2697318_1815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7445881478262692324</id><published>2008-04-08T19:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:37:36.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>I cant wait to go home and its closeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun will be coming to Malaysia and on the 3rd we'll be on a backpackers trip! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/6 - 8/6 Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/6 - 11/6 Thailand but probably just around Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/6-16/6 Macau/Hk and China but most of our time would be in Hong Kong, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I have decided to take Jun to Perhentian Island too. So far its Teong Seng, Jun, and im counting Brandon in for sure and u got no reason to not go! Anyone else who will be in Malaysia during that period would like to go?  I think its gonna be 3 days 2 nights which cost total below RM400. And OH, we plan to drive there too since taking a bus would cost Rm80 return and u know lah, travelling by bus is dangerous. Shit ass Ministry of Transport and their lousy  law enforcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just an initial stage planning! Hopefully mum and dads fine with that! :D I know I will be travelling alot but u know I wont be able to do much when im tied down with probably the internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa get down to studying and assignments. SOON! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7445881478262692324?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7445881478262692324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7445881478262692324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7445881478262692324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7445881478262692324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-closer.html' title='Getting Closer'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1761069437380070588</id><published>2008-04-03T16:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:22:24.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What the feck</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh, I cant take this anymore, 1 assignment due this Friday, 2 assignment due next monday, 2 more due around mid/end of April. FECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bloody tired today for no reason, missed the first hour of lecture but went for the seminar tho. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My groupmates are taking this first year so easily, or perhaps Im the one taking it easy. Fecking pissing off, they dont even turn up for group meetings and  they do jack shit. feccccck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason the weather in Oxford is so so warm, even when its not sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185039180109384018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_T1qaznCVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sknAYDG0jfE/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES, i know. But 23 degrees celcius is warm i tell ya. Cant imagine when i get back. :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1761069437380070588?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1761069437380070588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1761069437380070588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1761069437380070588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1761069437380070588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-feck.html' title='What the feck'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R_T1qaznCVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sknAYDG0jfE/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-8868352720853091078</id><published>2008-04-01T12:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:08:35.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided on something radical</title><content type='html'>I have decided to shave my head, couldnt take the long hair no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, this is what you get being away from home when UK pounds are so much more expensive. I'll post the pictures up soon. Planning to get a piercing too! Gotta find moneyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-8868352720853091078?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8868352720853091078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=8868352720853091078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8868352720853091078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8868352720853091078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/04/decided-on-something-radical.html' title='Decided on something radical'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1106485279471285290</id><published>2008-03-30T20:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:51:50.909+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Perceptions</title><content type='html'>Somehow I always result to blogging after a while of studying, I'm really getting sick of studying, not that Ive been studying that much but i really dont know! Its like a problem, I dont remember what I read, I just read through but not understanding it and then I read back again. Its such a waste of time. pfft!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading articles lately which obviously attract more of my attention other than sitting down studying. Till tomorrow I'll be less bored and hopefully I'll be able to sit down and study once again when uni starts and when most friends come back to Oxford. That would be far less depressing from the state I am in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so back to the article, the race issue in Malaysia. Those residing in Malaysia or even those who knows abit of Malaysian politics would probably know that the ruling government Barisan National/Ruling Front consist of smaller party components: UMNO, MCA, MIC, PPP, Gerakan etc. Very often you listen to them saying that we strive for unity and have only one race: Malaysian ; then again ironically you have UMNO claiming they fight for Malay right, MCA fighting for chinese, so on and so forth. What do they really want to achieve at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent article by Raja Petra, somebody I look up to never fail to bring in the light. He was saying that we're all racist even though we might claim to have Malay, Indian, Chinese, Kadazan, Lun Bawang :P or any other race friends. In the first place, we should not call them Malays, Chinese etc since we claim to be one and to have only one race - Malaysian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, that would make myself racist. Deep down, I am very sure almost every Malaysian is racist in a way or another. In fact I would blame the ruling government for this, with their racial segregation embedded in law, practises etc. On the other hand, I do not have problems with other race in fact I would proudly call them as being part of a big family. The few major reasons which keeps us wide apart is the upbringing of our family, and sometimes even education system. Whats the point of having Chinese school, Malay schools and Tamil schools when this would cause children to be seperated from children of other races when young. As a matter of fact, it would be easier to influence a young person's thinking compared to somebody way older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of understanding between races have placed us wide apart in terms of relationships. I have friends from another race and yes, we're really close but it is all because of us being tolerant and a strong understanding among each other have made the relationship work. The perception of some Chinese I'd say hate other races to their guts. Hey, this is sometimes not what they want, you call other race being racist towards you but as a matter of fact you are equally racist inside. I somehow dont understand why but we're equal, not all chinese are angels so on for other races. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perception of other races being racist towards you should be changed and if only you make a change, it would also encourage others to follow along. Before the elections, I was telling some people how great it would be if the ruling government loses its 2/3 majority mandate some even replied that May 13 would recur. I had a totally different view, May 13 has happened close to 40 years ago and we Malaysians cant be that stupid to let it recur in which thankfully it didnt and I'm glad. Given the government losing 2/3, we should really appreciate this and perhaps even start all over. Leave everything unpleasant behind and look towards having a better future without racial issues, whilst given a fair play in every aspect as well as a real freedom of speech in which the government has claimed to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if the post bores you, I have my fair say and hopefully it brings about a change in how you view others. Malaysia is nevertheless a wonderful country to be in given that I've been in the UK for quite a while now, despite the flaws, we're still a new nation but one with bright future ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1106485279471285290?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1106485279471285290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1106485279471285290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1106485279471285290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1106485279471285290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/malaysian-perceptions.html' title='Malaysian Perceptions'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-794578815630221805</id><published>2008-03-28T01:27:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:53:28.046Z</updated><title type='text'>Its About Time</title><content type='html'>I guess its about time, time when i need to sit down and work my ass off. focking hell! 1:30am in the morning and I'm doing my law studies, pretty alright progress but nevertheless getting distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distracted by the computer, even my hairs irritating my eyes. I NEED A HAIRCUT but just cant afford. Thanks to the cap Osman bought for me the last time. Its of good use now, in which I hardly wear caps or beanies or any headwear at all. Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beware: something I dont do very often, at least not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOL6znCSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/D5eDD0lXI9M/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603237867850018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOL6znCSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/D5eDD0lXI9M/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry bout the pits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOMKznCTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cGFk3DtLIOU/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603242162817330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOMKznCTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/cGFk3DtLIOU/s400/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hip hop looking. But as much as I'd love to look or go back into the old hiphop shit. Next picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOMqznCUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iN1ofB1q0yg/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182603250752751938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOMqznCUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iN1ofB1q0yg/s400/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checked sleeping pants at 1:30am in the morning fits the whole hiphop criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I was going through some songs, and I came across some Korean ones. As much as I got so irritated by my mum last time for having korean dramas, and songs being played literally the whole time back home; as much as I hate to say this, I actually miss them. Perhaps Im just home sick. I need to do well for this exam, I need a good place for summer internship 2009. I need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-794578815630221805?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/794578815630221805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=794578815630221805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/794578815630221805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/794578815630221805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-about-time.html' title='Its About Time'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R-xOL6znCSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/D5eDD0lXI9M/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5189967148748029956</id><published>2008-03-24T01:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:17:07.678Z</updated><title type='text'>When</title><content type='html'>I miss home, just around 2 more months and I'll be back home, plenty have been running through my head. Thoughts of how'd it feel like to be on the Bus or Tube to the airport, then after being an hour away from arriving Kuala Lumpur, thoughts of being in the car on the way home, thoughts of driving the car again, thoughts of going out for cheap good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLENTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im getting closer whenever I change my contact lens, thats when one month is over.&lt;br /&gt;Its closer when I change my toilet roll, thats when time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;When I restock food, when a week of class is over.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many indications that time is passing by quickly and Im missing home so much that I feel happy replacing my used stuff with new ones knowing more time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can smell home, its near and yeah it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive spent almost a week in London now and I'll head back to Oxford to finish up some coursework and get serious. I need my 2:1 or first class even for my first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky thing is that I've fallen sick, down with some flu and fever. I'd blame the weird weather, I have experienced snow, hail, and even sunny weather with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also some good news, I've managed to bulk up. Gained 10kg since I got here, I'd say its a great achievement but its getting better by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home and I miss you - you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5189967148748029956?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5189967148748029956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5189967148748029956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5189967148748029956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5189967148748029956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/when.html' title='When'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-6249554569908133691</id><published>2008-03-12T14:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:40:11.001Z</updated><title type='text'>Runaway</title><content type='html'>So many things has happened lately followed by one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really dont know what I really want out of this life, Im rather confused and also very often I do something and I forget that I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel rather hollow inside and not just talk,socialise just for the sake of talking but to make good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know and I find it hard to explain, its like Im there physically but not there in spirit. I feel motivated to do something but till the very moment I sit down and get myself working, I break down in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps cause I kinda miss home but I guess I shouldnt make it a reason for myself to further deteriorate in standards. I'll be back very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming 2 weeks easter break shall be the time where I do a runaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-6249554569908133691?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6249554569908133691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=6249554569908133691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6249554569908133691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6249554569908133691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/runaway.html' title='Runaway'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7438184734227347831</id><published>2008-03-08T23:10:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-09T15:25:01.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Signs?</title><content type='html'>Woke up relatively late today, but it was PART of the plan. :D Got back from an event at the SU yesterday, One of the Scratch Perverts crew came to do some serious scratching work on turntables, nevertheless I felt he was pretty overrated. Being titled best in the world, I wont know whats better that best then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up late and did some serious following up on the 12th GE, it somewhat brought so much joy and excitement when I saw the opposition are winning seats in good places like bangsar, cheras, klang, pj etc. Not to say I'm a supporter of the opposition but the ruling government acted far too arrogantly, not being able to attend to the peoples need was bad enough but they were living in state of denial. High level of corruption, escalating crime rates, uh, those big shots feel safe for sure when they're being escorted by bodyguards and drivers unlike the commons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, with the government losing vital states like Selangor, Penang bundled with Perak, Kedah and Kelantan, this was more like a wake up call for the government. Malaysia's so called democratic pratice is far short with phantom voters and postal votes manipulations lingering around. Nevertheless, some people have finally come to their senses and decided to swing away from voting for the government; even phantom voters and rigging of votes cant help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do see some sorta future in Malaysia, a place where I'd proudly call home. Daniel Chua calls it a broken home but a home nevertheless. Some have already lost hope in the country and at the rate its going. To be slightly realistic, the current Malaysians are more dynamic unlike the past. Education would play a part in race binding, back in my high school it was somehow done really well, being different in race did not affect on whether we could be friends and even really close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is now whether we can really progress by giving the opposition party a chance, whether the government will work with the opposition. Given BN is still the ruling government, will they channel funds to opposition states equally or adequately in the future? Now seeing, the parliament will have big debates over issues, imagine the govt proposes something and the opposition objects it or vice versa, then when will we ever get anything approved? After all most candidates work for the party and not for the good of the people which they are supposed to be in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awfully bad for some capable leaders in BN, not to say all are rotten but there are some qualified ones. Do not give up if you're not chosen this GE, prove to the people that you deserve it. IMO, voters have made up their mind by voting for the opposition not because certain leaders were not capable but to show their anger towards the government for not listening to the people. In fact, the government should be afraid of the people and not the other way by using lame shit ass law like the ISA. This is like playing some sorta video game and when you're losing, you active the cheat codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This big change in government composition would definately wake BN up, MIC deserve what they are today same goes to DAP with their constant battle in the parliament over the pass few years. Hopefully the opposition is given a chance to prove their worthiness to the people who have elected them. Few years down the road I a strong positive feeling about Malaysia's future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, congratulations to Datuk Seri/Uncle Fong Chan Onn. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7438184734227347831?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7438184734227347831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7438184734227347831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7438184734227347831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7438184734227347831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/signs.html' title='Signs?'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7640072341690315280</id><published>2008-03-06T12:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:35:56.194Z</updated><title type='text'>Rough Patch</title><content type='html'>Been some shit ass fked up week; right after Imperial M-night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up on Monday just bout to go to class, I realized that the front of my door had floor spilled all over, this is obviously some childish act and then again without much doubt, its either the gay dude or the american girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made another complaint about them, the wardens came that night, tried to become some sorta mediator to solve our problems. The rest of the flatmates were rather neutral hence having no problems with one another, the gay guy and the american went saying loudly they have major issues with me in which I wasnt surprised at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their allegations, I create an uncomfortable situation for the gay guy when hes in the kitchen. I was rather confused with that, how on earth do u make some one uncomfortable, I dont walk around naked in the kitchen nor the corridors. In fact that would even turn him on and I'd be the one uncomfortable. So I asked him, how on earth did I manage to make him feel uncomfortable. He replied, you stare at me, you ignore me and u do all sorta things. Oh come on man, first of all, I'm not even gay, why would I stare and since when ignoring somebody is WRONG (not that I even ignore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The american girl fired me even more in front of the warden. She said that Ive been framing her all along. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For those who dont know what have been going on in my flat: I made a complaint against the american girl cause shes been living in the same flat with her boyfriend for months, such a loser.&lt;/span&gt; She claimed that her boyfriend goes home every single day and this was then backed by the gay guy confirming her statement is true. Fine, I kept quiet since its some sorta big conspiracy against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, the gay guy continued more firing, saying I wasnt welcome at the flat at all and everyone wants me to leave. Yada, if this was the case, nobody would be talking to me in the first place and the gay guy is already 21 years old, acts like a big baby, not only hes gay, he has no friends except for a loser american girl whos short fat and ugly, needs his mum to be around when he falls sick, cant even cook, the first guy whom i know burnt instant noodles by putting it in a microwave without adding water. DOH. How on earth do u get soupy instant noodles without water. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I did my firing back, till the american girl pretended and broke down in tears. Instantly I wrote a letter and handed it to the warden and I got moved 2 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here today, Ive moved in to a new flat, same floor with Ally which seems to be all great so far. The moving part was so fking tiring and I had some test at 8 45am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it goes uphill from here, and also the election date is near. Vote wisely people, tell your parents, your family, your relatives, your friends not to vote the ruling party unless you want more of racist remarks, unprofessional ways of running the govt, inefficiency and major corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sorry bout all the whining. Im definately feeling better in the new flat but nevertheless cant wait to move to our new house with some group of fabulous housemates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not send any more postal mails to my old address, just change the front (K2C) to E5A .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7640072341690315280?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7640072341690315280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7640072341690315280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7640072341690315280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7640072341690315280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/rough-patch.html' title='Rough Patch'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5238895462564410530</id><published>2008-03-02T21:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:25:54.566Z</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend have been by far very entertaining.  Went down to London specifically to attend the Malaysian Night organized by Imperial College London. They had a play - KAWAN together with some dances, singing, dikir slotted in. Performing 2 nights in a row, Friday and Saturday; I decided to attend the Saturday night since most friends have decided on that night and due to other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got down to London, bought megabus tickets for £1.50 and met up with few friends for dinner. Persian food, was good but obviously a bomb to foot the bill. Some decided to go clubbing but I was wearing casual shoes, sneakers. Dont understand why clubs in London have to be so pretentious making formal shoes a must in clubs; I mean how do u dance comfortably with a pair of formal shoes when they are not meant for dancing. They dont play slow ballroom dancing songs inside the club, try dancing hiphop with formal shoes, perhaps its some trend. Hence i got myself denied from the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day - the whole play was fantastic, far better than Warwick Msian Night im afraid to say. The transition were perfect, good lightings and far entertaining. Im not sure is it because more friends performed in this hence the more biased comment or something. I thought they were great, Amresh was acting like his natural self, Sing Kwan as well being all funny and animated. Joshua and Chester performing some of the dances, well entertaining. Jun came all the way down from Birmingham to watch the show right after his climbing competition but he arrived RIGHT after the last scene ended. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I had good fun, and ohh, I had a narrow escape today. Took the bus back from Oxford and while we just got on the highway, our bus got hit by probably an air rifle. The bus was probably moving at 60kph and the bullet shot the side window. Buses have thick glass windows, most of the time double glazed together with protective films. Shockingly the bullet/pellet got through 2 layers of glass and cracked the whole thing. The impact was well loud as well, and I was sitting probably 1.5 rows away from that place. If that rifle were to be shot nanoseconds earlier, I would have got hit either on my neck or my head definately. I dont think Im gonna ever sit downstairs anymore. narrow escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5238895462564410530?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5238895462564410530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5238895462564410530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5238895462564410530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5238895462564410530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3859859326889998378</id><published>2008-02-26T22:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:25:21.637Z</updated><title type='text'>A Vision</title><content type='html'>I somewhat have a vision of myself, myself being more built, bigger in size even before I get back home. Iron pumping nowadays since I got myself a gym partner who pushes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a whole chicken at Nandos today. pft, fecking full. Probably this is what u call eating alot after a big work out. Gonna get some creatine and protein to complement the workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vision can be soon be reached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3859859326889998378?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3859859326889998378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3859859326889998378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3859859326889998378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3859859326889998378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/02/vision.html' title='A Vision'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-163747975845771003</id><published>2008-02-26T17:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:29:14.387Z</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>Ms Fong Suo Mein, where have u been huh? Together with everyone else from the family. Been wanting to talk to u guys but never seem to see u on anymore and obviously dont come on like odd times where it might be 2am in the Uk or something cause Id be most likely fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I see you guys on sometime soon. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-163747975845771003?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/163747975845771003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=163747975845771003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/163747975845771003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/163747975845771003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/02/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-8928295876410144193</id><published>2008-02-22T11:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:20:21.132Z</updated><title type='text'>Take a break, have a good laugh</title><content type='html'>I wonder how people like these become a minister, Im pretty sure its either he did some serious shoe polishing and got his way up or perhaps hes just ignorant and not so bright after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one would be given a chance to briefly discuss about uses of the internet, Im sure the list is even too long to state but definately something good in which one can get from the net. Just take a look at how the great Malaysian Minister of Information commented:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIA's Information Minister Zainuddin Mydin has said that the government will not be affected by blogs and other Internet forums that may be created during campaigning for the upcoming elections. Mr Zainuddin insisted that while the younger generation are tech-savvy, they tend to believe newspaper reports over comments made on the Internet, China Press reported. He added that the Internet is used mainly to book budget airline tickets or to get entertainment news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a bloody goodness sake, giving the statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"that the Internet is used mainly to book budget airline tickets or to get entertainment news."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats seriously too shallow coming from a man who calls himself a minister. It would be an insult to fellow Malaysians that we only surf the net to book air tickets or get ENTERTAINMENT news, not even world news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;is such a joke man, just think for yourself, would you want people of this calibre to run our country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Think and rethink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-8928295876410144193?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8928295876410144193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=8928295876410144193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8928295876410144193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8928295876410144193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-break-have-good-laugh.html' title='Take a break, have a good laugh'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1293149077951512031</id><published>2008-02-11T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:06:16.089Z</updated><title type='text'>WAH, random stuff.</title><content type='html'>Im feeling random, just got back from the gym today. Cooked 2.5 cups of rice just to satisfy myself, feeling lazy after gym, made instant seaweed soup which mum sent :D Soup rice easy fast and filling since im gonna have all the rice to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking thru my msn contact list and I somehow felt really random, peoples' personal messages on msn seems to be talking to each other, especially people from Taylors. Can even make up a story on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Bee might be the first person to even say im lame im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R7CqoFUJboI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WixbnZ4d8BM/s1600-h/Untitled123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165816378192129666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R7CqoFUJboI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WixbnZ4d8BM/s400/Untitled123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try connecting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I m stupid, something suebee can say really often and give a smile =) since shes smart. Yvonne replies randomly : wah! So much going on, eeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene adds on to that: I dont know why too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Drink your head lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yusnie: Si comelllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saran really random : er, we better practise our teetotalism or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearline: Tiredddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kael-Li: Dont bother! Be unkind to saran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: Finally! Someone sent a message across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, wtf. I dont know what am i doing/saying also. Bored to death especially this period. Plan to do something productive, probably go restudy my Tort Law since Im doing tort law this semester and some economics reading up too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1293149077951512031?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1293149077951512031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1293149077951512031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1293149077951512031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1293149077951512031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/02/wah-random-stuff.html' title='WAH, random stuff.'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R7CqoFUJboI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WixbnZ4d8BM/s72-c/Untitled123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2392425398080111997</id><published>2008-01-27T22:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:18:26.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres so much to write about that I dont know how to really type it down. I feel myself not being able to concentrate much lately, is it just me? I somehow cant study with music on, not even type/blog about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably most of you guys know; I've just got back from Germany on the 23rd of January. To sum most of the stuff up, it have been such a wonderful time, pretty hard to describe in words, how excited, happy, lucky I was being able to visit Germany. Well, I did not go to any other major cities except Munich, Germany and some small towns around Bavaria. Namely Kochel, Starnberg in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa meaty, pork in particular and land of beer. Bought a really really big mug - One Litre in size, just imagine. I was told that they have it during the Oktoberfest or beer festival where the minimum serving is like one litre of beer straight. woooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed around 2:15pm at Franz Josef Strauss International Airport . Pretty frustrated since I bought the Financial Times at the airport NOT KNOWING Lufthansa provide them for free together with good business magazines. BAH. Picked up by Jun, and the weather was just amazzzing, so sunny, nice and warm. Its really weird cause in the UK, it can be equally sunny but somehow you wont feel the warmth from the sunray whilst its different in Germany where u actually feel the HEAT. Went up to Olympics Tower having a 360 deg view around Munich especially was amazing while getting a small glance of the alps further south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Juns house, thanks to his parents, Uncle Ingo and Aunt Yumiko and sister Sayuri which made the stay enjoyable and funny especially during meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was brought around the city, churchs, council buildings and public squares. It was amazing and somehow a really modern, developed country dont actually have a set of tall, offices etc which I use to think most modern countries have them. The buildings were rather nice, better architecture compared to most countries I'd say. Had some pickled/preserved food in olive oil and tasted really good. I took the "spicy" stuff and somehow felt cheated. Not even spicy when they call it spicy, perhaps having alot of spice sounds right. Had a small picnic on the stairs- was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HpV6D6rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/efBavV6d4jY/s1600-h/IMG_1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289154873158322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HpV6D6rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/efBavV6d4jY/s400/IMG_1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Hpl6D6sI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IcIUwmlgsDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289159168125634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Hpl6D6sI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IcIUwmlgsDQ/s400/IMG_1001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HqV6D6tI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BdajYh_qu_k/s1600-h/IMG_1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289172053027538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HqV6D6tI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BdajYh_qu_k/s400/IMG_1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Packed pickled/perserved food on the stairs. Getting ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, amazing day I have to say, imagine cycyling for perhaps 15km to the city and BACK. hahahah, it was so much fun to do it although tiring but ah well was well worth it especially cycling around the river up the city. Watching people walking their dogs, swans lazing around on a sunny day. Somehow spectacular. Cycled to this lake which was semi frozen, the sides were still not frozen fully but Jun suggested we go ice skating in shoes. WAS HELL FUN, great experience since u actually hear ice cracking. hahahahha, imagine the excitement and the risk. Oh yeah, Im really light so who cares :P. Jun being his usual crazy self tried cycling on ice when the wheels did submerge a lil and I called him to get out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Hql6D6uI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MPxYeE_dx8E/s1600-h/IMG_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289176347994850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Hql6D6uI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MPxYeE_dx8E/s400/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jun on the frozen lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HrF6D6vI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Hth8yBqRFps/s1600-h/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289184937929458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HrF6D6vI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Hth8yBqRFps/s400/IMG_1045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And meeee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IXF6D6wI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HhE5-4XmpN8/s1600-h/IMG_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289940852173570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IXF6D6wI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HhE5-4XmpN8/s400/IMG_1051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poser Jun. Typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IXl6D6xI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JGJyvy4opSI/s1600-h/IMG_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289949442108178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IXl6D6xI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JGJyvy4opSI/s400/IMG_1059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just fooling around near the river. Cycling pitstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IX16D6yI/AAAAAAAAAU0/LQeh-MmCdGg/s1600-h/IMG_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289953737075490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IX16D6yI/AAAAAAAAAU0/LQeh-MmCdGg/s400/IMG_1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IYV6D6zI/AAAAAAAAAU8/GN_g3WNHzYM/s1600-h/IMG_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289962327010098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IYV6D6zI/AAAAAAAAAU8/GN_g3WNHzYM/s400/IMG_1070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IYl6D60I/AAAAAAAAAVE/DMZ_yR8gCbA/s1600-h/IMG_1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160289966621977410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50IYl6D60I/AAAAAAAAAVE/DMZ_yR8gCbA/s400/IMG_1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I6V6D61I/AAAAAAAAAVM/oCpjXG7g_qc/s1600-h/IMG_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160290546442562386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I6V6D61I/AAAAAAAAAVM/oCpjXG7g_qc/s400/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside the governments office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I6l6D62I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Rgxngh18_mg/s1600-h/IMG_1083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160290550737529698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I6l6D62I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Rgxngh18_mg/s400/IMG_1083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bikes we took to the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I7V6D63I/AAAAAAAAAVc/AtcT-lxQ4og/s1600-h/IMG_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160290563622431602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I7V6D63I/AAAAAAAAAVc/AtcT-lxQ4og/s400/IMG_1110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this picture. Taken at the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I7l6D64I/AAAAAAAAAVk/HhbEdCtaEtE/s1600-h/IMG_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160290567917398914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I7l6D64I/AAAAAAAAAVk/HhbEdCtaEtE/s400/IMG_1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another GOOD picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I8V6D65I/AAAAAAAAAVs/tIsOGgZQGHU/s1600-h/IMG_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160290580802300818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50I8V6D65I/AAAAAAAAAVs/tIsOGgZQGHU/s400/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The park behind us. Massive and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I fell in love with Leberkäse and given the chance to try the famous Bratwurst. Hung out around the park situated right in the city centre. life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Jj16D66I/AAAAAAAAAV0/wrsRyNTi-4o/s1600-h/IMG_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160291259407133602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Jj16D66I/AAAAAAAAAV0/wrsRyNTi-4o/s400/IMG_1127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The some sort of fast food u get in Germany. The menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50JkV6D67I/AAAAAAAAAV8/p23Z5jnH2KI/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160291267997068210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50JkV6D67I/AAAAAAAAAV8/p23Z5jnH2KI/s400/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the Leberkäse or Leberkäs the germans call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Jkl6D68I/AAAAAAAAAWE/aqsxu7XmJMg/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160291272292035522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Jkl6D68I/AAAAAAAAAWE/aqsxu7XmJMg/s400/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside a greek/german museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50JlF6D69I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ThypIIyKqWo/s1600-h/IMG_1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160291280881970130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50JlF6D69I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ThypIIyKqWo/s400/IMG_1146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days were spent pretty relaxingly, was seriously tired after each night. Frequently falling asleep in cars and on the couch after all the going around. Visit to Kochel which is a small town near the Alps as mentioned. Starnbergs famous for the huge lake and its amazing as well. Relaxing place where one can seek serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MEF6D7MI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_V9SyrDHj5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160294012481170626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MEF6D7MI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_V9SyrDHj5Q/s400/IMG_1320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MEV6D7NI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zOGPlBR2uRA/s1600-h/IMG_1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160294016776137938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MEV6D7NI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zOGPlBR2uRA/s400/IMG_1350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Struggling up to the peak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nk16D7OI/AAAAAAAAAYU/NG6fUNzDnDI/s1600-h/IMG_1352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295674633514210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nk16D7OI/AAAAAAAAAYU/NG6fUNzDnDI/s400/IMG_1352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50NlF6D7PI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PMjt8IdJItY/s1600-h/IMG_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295678928481522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50NlF6D7PI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PMjt8IdJItY/s400/IMG_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nll6D7QI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TLRfgSc--80/s1600-h/IMG_1360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295687518416130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nll6D7QI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TLRfgSc--80/s400/IMG_1360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amazing view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nl16D7RI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6VsnwvIoCrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295691813383442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Nl16D7RI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6VsnwvIoCrQ/s400/IMG_1363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50NmV6D7SI/AAAAAAAAAY0/xLKpqXWBWYw/s1600-h/IMG_1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160295700403318050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50NmV6D7SI/AAAAAAAAAY0/xLKpqXWBWYw/s400/IMG_1369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn poser. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lake Starnberg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50OwV6D7TI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5-4aCtyge0E/s1600-h/IMG_14511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160296971713637682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50OwV6D7TI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5-4aCtyge0E/s400/IMG_14511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Owl6D7UI/AAAAAAAAAZE/q2WqaTIEHfs/s1600-h/IMG_14581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160296976008604994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Owl6D7UI/AAAAAAAAAZE/q2WqaTIEHfs/s400/IMG_14581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50OxV6D7WI/AAAAAAAAAZU/CUuGJzj77Q0/s1600-h/IMG_14671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160296988893506914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50OxV6D7WI/AAAAAAAAAZU/CUuGJzj77Q0/s400/IMG_14671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunny boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Oxl6D7XI/AAAAAAAAAZc/saMiIad7hMQ/s1600-h/IMG_14831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160296993188474226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Oxl6D7XI/AAAAAAAAAZc/saMiIad7hMQ/s400/IMG_14831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling at peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting a really fun day at the Pinakothek Museum of Modern Art. Mixed feelings and emotions potrayed by paintings. They had an exhibition on Alex Beckmann's work - a german who got exiled during Hitler's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50LhF6D7EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/y4-hANtvh_A/s1600-h/IMG_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293411185749058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50LhF6D7EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/y4-hANtvh_A/s400/IMG_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lhl6D7FI/AAAAAAAAAXM/RuE0nbZCrng/s1600-h/IMG_1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293419775683666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lhl6D7FI/AAAAAAAAAXM/RuE0nbZCrng/s400/IMG_1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find my name (Johnson) and Sayuri's.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: its based on height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lh16D7GI/AAAAAAAAAXU/O5o5Bh-bUnE/s1600-h/IMG_1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293424070650978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lh16D7GI/AAAAAAAAAXU/O5o5Bh-bUnE/s400/IMG_1231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Find Jun and Ingo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50LiV6D7HI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gbnGooejdkY/s1600-h/IMG_1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293432660585586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50LiV6D7HI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gbnGooejdkY/s400/IMG_1235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All around the wall. really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lil6D7II/AAAAAAAAAXk/baq6g_ZgkBQ/s1600-h/IMG_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293436955552898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Lil6D7II/AAAAAAAAAXk/baq6g_ZgkBQ/s400/IMG_1239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MC16D7JI/AAAAAAAAAXs/QZqy6xIxKlk/s1600-h/IMG_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293991006334098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MC16D7JI/AAAAAAAAAXs/QZqy6xIxKlk/s400/IMG_1241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; :o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MDF6D7KI/AAAAAAAAAX0/OiHZv7h-6iE/s1600-h/IMG_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160293995301301410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MDF6D7KI/AAAAAAAAAX0/OiHZv7h-6iE/s400/IMG_1246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MDl6D7LI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZfNSvh9-pe0/s1600-h/IMG_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160294003891236018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50MDl6D7LI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZfNSvh9-pe0/s400/IMG_1247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foooling around. Funn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I truly did enjoy the trip to Germany tho a really short one. Thanks to the Rentschlers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160296980303572306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50Ow16D7VI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4ZiAqeq4eks/s400/IMG_14791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2392425398080111997?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2392425398080111997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2392425398080111997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2392425398080111997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2392425398080111997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/theres-so-much-to-write-about-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R50HpV6D6rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/efBavV6d4jY/s72-c/IMG_1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3805058404688412892</id><published>2008-01-24T11:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:15:15.223Z</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Buddy</title><content type='html'>I think back really often, would it make a difference if I've gone back? Would it make me feel much better and would it even be any different if I did not come to the UK this early? So much happened since I got here, everything felt different, what would it be like to go back and truly realise the loss of my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Buddy left my family and I; hopefully hes gone somewhere better. 24th January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I've not taken as a dog nor a pet but a true friend; to speak or communicate seemed redundant but just mere body language and understanding. So much love that hes part of the family, so much for his patience and doings that brought joy to the family. The attention he sought from us, abudant love to give and receive which gives a true reflection of life I guess - Give and Take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on Buddy while thinking, gazing at stars will not happen anymore. Losing a friend who will listen and occasionally respond to acknowledge. No longer being able to wrestle and play around with, no more toss and fetch, no more being able to place bread in front of him while he patiently waits for the sign "go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did quite alot together for perhaps the past 10 years at least and I guess the impact would be greater on my dad since Buddy was quite his favorite as well. Anyway, I will stay strong, good things must all come to an end I guess. Sweet good memories are meant to be kept while bad ones will be left behind as a lesson to learn. Time to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159014498774018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5iAWl6D6qI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cZw9P8q_5oY/s400/26_BlackMagic_140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you Buddy. Rest in Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3805058404688412892?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3805058404688412892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3805058404688412892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3805058404688412892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3805058404688412892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/tribute-to-buddy.html' title='Tribute to Buddy'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5iAWl6D6qI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cZw9P8q_5oY/s72-c/26_BlackMagic_140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1739229478857898696</id><published>2008-01-20T23:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:06:28.040Z</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh München!</title><content type='html'>After some good food, Leberkäse and some Bratwurst its time for a small update. Not being able to upload lotsa pictures due to the connection. However, I've gone to the alps and it was simply amazing, the sceneries - WOOW. We took a cable car up in the area of Kochel. GUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures pictures. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PhqpN1bLI/AAAAAAAAATs/1_8wSdoCUUw/s1600-h/IMG_13571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PhqpN1bLI/AAAAAAAAATs/1_8wSdoCUUw/s400/IMG_13571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157714121003986098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The view from the very most top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcL5N1bGI/AAAAAAAAATE/-lsO11oXhhA/s1600-h/IMG_13251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcL5N1bGI/AAAAAAAAATE/-lsO11oXhhA/s400/IMG_13251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157708095164869730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awesome innit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcMZN1bHI/AAAAAAAAATM/yGPSmoILlmM/s1600-h/IMG_13271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcMZN1bHI/AAAAAAAAATM/yGPSmoILlmM/s400/IMG_13271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157708103754804338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was about to throw a huge snowball at Paul and Kat. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcMpN1bII/AAAAAAAAATU/AoerNMW1Nh0/s1600-h/IMG_13411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcMpN1bII/AAAAAAAAATU/AoerNMW1Nh0/s400/IMG_13411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157708108049771650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul, Kat and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcNJN1bJI/AAAAAAAAATc/dcdOOgHBIAI/s1600-h/IMG_14161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcNJN1bJI/AAAAAAAAATc/dcdOOgHBIAI/s400/IMG_14161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157708116639706258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun and I at Schloss Nymphenburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcNZN1bKI/AAAAAAAAATk/-13YM3lz4aQ/s1600-h/R00109641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PcNZN1bKI/AAAAAAAAATk/-13YM3lz4aQ/s400/R00109641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157708120934673570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There you go, a small update! Guten Nacht!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1739229478857898696?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1739229478857898696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1739229478857898696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1739229478857898696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1739229478857898696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohhh-mnchen.html' title='Ohhh München!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5PhqpN1bLI/AAAAAAAAATs/1_8wSdoCUUw/s72-c/IMG_13571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-8257064013907036092</id><published>2008-01-19T08:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:58:22.104Z</updated><title type='text'>Small Peek</title><content type='html'>Bwahaa, I'm now in München, Germany having a gut time now, had such great food; tho very often too meaty but taste really good. Just to keep you guys in a suspense of whats happening, I'll upload a picture. Everythings been great here, no worries mum and no, your son is not missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5G7CJN1bFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cR23vrB6VqA/s1600-h/IMG_08731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5G7CJN1bFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cR23vrB6VqA/s400/IMG_08731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157108693824007250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outside the BMW Welt (BMW world) near Olympiapark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-8257064013907036092?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8257064013907036092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=8257064013907036092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8257064013907036092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/8257064013907036092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/small-peek.html' title='Small Peek'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R5G7CJN1bFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cR23vrB6VqA/s72-c/IMG_08731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-559319778317728166</id><published>2008-01-10T19:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:52:57.898Z</updated><title type='text'>5 Working Days Later</title><content type='html'>I QUIT! :D I told the guy that I wont be working anymore BECAUSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Brandon and Joshua will be coming to Oxford tomorrow and I wont want to be all drenched when I go out.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'll be going to Germany on Tuesday and I dont intend to work anymore!&lt;br /&gt;3) I can at least concentrate on some reading up and also the ML challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached my target of £200.00 and yes, all in 5 days. It just sorta came to my mind that UK cost of living is so low through this: 1 days work I can pay my phone bill for a month! £35 for 750 minutes and 250 text and also a free phone on a 18 months contract. Low cost of living lah u call this! Malaysia has a really high cost of living in comparison, and with the government's fake statement of 2-3% inflation a year is bollocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I realized my £200.00 is around 260 Euros compared to 300 Euros which I would have gotten just 1-2 months ago =(. shucks! Nevertheless, its cheaper to study in the UK now! One of the lowest I've seen in a long time really. £1 = RM6.40, I can sorta imagine the expression ure giving now. AND no, Malaysia's economy did not improve that made the sterling fall but Im guessing its because of the interest rates and business confidence level in the UK at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I shall look forward to this weekend, forsee something good and as usual happy times when close friends are around. I'm proud of myself being able to paint the room in 4 days, having the walls and ceilings, doors and wooden railings, coat of paint after another. Cycling to work in 8minutes downhill straight, cycling back uphill after work which I guess had some strain on my "ass" if u think I have where most people claim I dont. Been walking up the stairs to my flat with a tight ass. Wahaha, sick it may sound but oh well. The owner- Adrian was pretty reluctant to sorta let me go, he was like wont u be coming tomorrow? I told him I might be busy hence no, and he was replied: I thought you'll be going to Germany only next week, and in turn i said yeah, but I might want to get something done tomorrow. He even suggested that I call him back when I'm free to work or something, stating that he has a few more rooms that can be worked on. Furthermore he said I have 6 people who wants this job, probably implying something. hehe, but I dont really care now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super efficient ok, sometimes I bring an apple there, or few muffins or cookies to eat while working. In fact I hardly stop for a break, at most it would be 15minutes in a 6 hour period. Pure work non stop! K lah, enough of self praising; an often used quote by my dear sister - "Self Praise is No Praise" ahhahahah. She comes up with weird stuff lah once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired now after work and shares/futures monitoring. I need a shower and some good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Johnson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-559319778317728166?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/559319778317728166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=559319778317728166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/559319778317728166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/559319778317728166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-working-days-later.html' title='5 Working Days Later'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-7546626710363157429</id><published>2008-01-08T23:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:26:12.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Poooof!</title><content type='html'>Another day at work which means more money coming in. To Keat Boon, I plan to work for till Friday and I've calculated that I will get more money than u get in a month! Wahahhaha, IF i do work till Friday, I'd have worked for 35 hours in total. Tiring shit I tell you but its all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4QFtJN1bEI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ek-1sxI-OWw/s1600-h/IMG_08616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250146744888386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4QFtJN1bEI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ek-1sxI-OWw/s400/IMG_08616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yo Queen Elizabeth II. Some how you look like a guy here. More and more money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from work, went on ML today and realised Oil went up again, its good news nevertheless but Im not very satisfied with the other counters' performance. BAH, oh well, I'll just give it a shot! :) More plans coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work again tomorrow, 9 30am. Bish! Getting sick of the job really, painting alone sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-7546626710363157429?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7546626710363157429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=7546626710363157429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7546626710363157429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/7546626710363157429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/poooof.html' title='Poooof!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4QFtJN1bEI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ek-1sxI-OWw/s72-c/IMG_08616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-9206009907743940592</id><published>2008-01-07T18:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:26:39.974Z</updated><title type='text'>Uneasy</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, I've removed the picture cause I felt uneasy about it. ahhahaha, and also to let ppl feel more comfortable around the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today the Merrill Lynch Challenge have just started and so far the progress is bad for a start. I accidentally made a few mistakes of buying too much futures on Crude Oil and I thought I paid a low price for it till it further fell another $1.00 which costed me £ 200k of losses. Bahhh, I forgot to take into account that margin and now its baddd. Hopefully it will go back up again as I have high faith in the oil prices - demand and supply while if America goes more into a recession and with its US Dollars depreciating, the oil price will definately shoot up. I just gotta wait now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to all taking part in the challenge! Its not gonna be easy, 372 teams in total. Booh while I personally know 2 out of 371 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work tomorrow as well, 9:30am. pah! Its good to work early but I hate getting up early. Nevertheless its money day tomorrow and I'll try to work as long as possible. Cant wait to go to Munich, Germany too, in a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing home, the weather and the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4Km75N1bDI/AAAAAAAAASs/Tfy30g0vjEQ/s1600-h/IMG_08418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152864471566609458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4Km75N1bDI/AAAAAAAAASs/Tfy30g0vjEQ/s400/IMG_08418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4Kl0JN1bCI/AAAAAAAAASk/U1MktNR5fpI/s1600-h/IMG_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random stare, just being random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson TEH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-9206009907743940592?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/9206009907743940592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=9206009907743940592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/9206009907743940592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/9206009907743940592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/uneasy.html' title='Uneasy'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R4Km75N1bDI/AAAAAAAAASs/Tfy30g0vjEQ/s72-c/IMG_08418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1503788498695773837</id><published>2008-01-04T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:11:11.907Z</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Kick Start for 2008</title><content type='html'>A days work makes everything look tough except spending money which we most of just get from our parents without any gratitude from them. We spend them without guilt most of the time, even if you might feel guilty I'm sure it wont even last a few days; hence the creation of this post! One of the resolution for Year 2008 came by and I'm glad that I seized it. Few days ago I saw a job published online, hiring students to paint and decorate rooms, instantly I emailed the person and yes! I went for the "try out" today and YES again I got the job. Fuhh, it wasnt as easy as I thought, yes, I've painted walls before, here and there, back in WMS too during community service work if anyone remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I'm pretty skilled and all the hardwork I've put in it. The pay for that job was pretty good £6.5 per hour, the house owner was rather flexible with me and the time that I come to work. The owner, being an antique book auctioneer in his 30s made the whole house seemed pretty cool. Fine art, statues and lotsa nice books in well preserved wood bookshelves well placed all around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first task: sand paper rough surfaces on the wall and ceiling, a rather easy job with the electric sander but being sensitive to dust and fine particles made it rather annoying. I was later on told to cover the window panels, doors with newspaper which took up roughly 1.5hours. I was thinking to myself later on, do I get paid on a try out? Almost 2 hours man and what if I dont get paid? Being blunt, I asked whether Im confirmed for the job in which he said yes! :D Painted the ceiling, had paint splattered all over my hair, face and arms but ah, was expecting that sooner or later anyway. My achievement alone in a room for 6 hours, painted the wall with 1 coat, wooden panels a coat of primer and gloss and a door with gloss! Im expecting to work on this for at least 50 hours at least. heheh, as long as I dont quit, the job remains mine! :) I have to work again tomorrow, ahh, made £39 today while I felt it was really tiring however I did utilize my time well, waking up at 8am, cycled to work reaching at 9 30 was good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k9JN1a7I/AAAAAAAAARs/oLfmViXu6Cg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151736394111347634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k9JN1a7I/AAAAAAAAARs/oLfmViXu6Cg/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The money I recieved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k9pN1a8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/xq8vqw89gj4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151736402701282242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k9pN1a8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/xq8vqw89gj4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Some paint on hair. Luckily its water based.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;for quite some time till yesterday, countdown on new years eve at embankment was simply amazing, the fireworks were much better than what Malaysia have to offer. Having their fireworks set off from the London Eye was insane enough and Im serious, can u imagine setting off fireworks from the Malaysian Eye? NO WAY MAN. Some what amazed me was the tube service, free tube services after 12am till 4:30am just for the sake of providing a service. You dont see Malaysia doing any of those do you? FREE tube service which would normally cost minimum £1.50. Drunk people were everywhere, singing, dancing, laughing ; alcohol bottles scattered on the roads leading to the tube and even on the tube.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oC5N1a-I/AAAAAAAAASE/APqrDagyKew/s1600-h/IMG_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151739791430478818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oC5N1a-I/AAAAAAAAASE/APqrDagyKew/s400/IMG_0833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thereee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oDJN1a_I/AAAAAAAAASM/msO5dEcKI7I/s1600-h/IMG_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151739795725446130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oDJN1a_I/AAAAAAAAASM/msO5dEcKI7I/s400/IMG_0804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The big display showing the timeleft to New Year / 57 Seconds left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oEJN1bAI/AAAAAAAAASU/CMxt9172Nn0/s1600-h/IMG_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151739812905315330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oEJN1bAI/AAAAAAAAASU/CMxt9172Nn0/s400/IMG_0805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The crowd but not too crowded since they restrict the number of people in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oEZN1bBI/AAAAAAAAASc/kh6ch8bn1iU/s1600-h/IMG_08219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151739817200282642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36oEZN1bBI/AAAAAAAAASc/kh6ch8bn1iU/s400/IMG_08219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And the allll of you who were there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video on the fireworks! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fbb5NTtcmhE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fbb5NTtcmhE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And OH, I did some shopping at Bicester Village near Oxford together with Sue Bee, Nigel, Yvonne and I got myself a pair of boots and sweater from Timberland, a shirt from Polo RL. The boots was such a good buy for only &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;£30+&lt;/span&gt; from £130. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151736381226445730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k8ZN1a6I/AAAAAAAAARk/VDw3TdczRW8/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Timberland boooots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've nearly forgotten one more new year resolution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Build my muscle definition / mass gain before June!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm hungry for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s.: Im sorry about this ding shyong, its the total opposite of your getting fit post! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1503788498695773837?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1503788498695773837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1503788498695773837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1503788498695773837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1503788498695773837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonderful-kick-start-for-2008.html' title='Wonderful Kick Start for 2008'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R36k9JN1a7I/AAAAAAAAARs/oLfmViXu6Cg/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2377960887451571908</id><published>2007-12-30T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:39:04.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Afterrr a long break!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, Ive not updated the blog for a while and yes Im back. :) Been too lazy to update it, procrastinating, having some fun time in the UK at the same time envy those who are back home in Malaysia. Reasons for not going back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) At least experience &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;once in the UK&lt;br /&gt;2) The holidays are just too short to even go back! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;18th December - 27th January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ok, if u think its long comparatively to yours its cause I'll be away in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Munich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;, Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the 15th Jan - 23rd Jan&lt;br /&gt;4) Some other reasons which I choose not to disclose here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, just to sum up what Ive done over the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Being over at Uncle Tahir's place: Its seriously a home outside Malaysia and I feel so good just to be around them, the family warmth Im missing&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping Christmas presents for friends while leaving myself with nothing =/&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Warwick, Coventry and had some pretty serious fun there. Met up with my dad's friend : Uncle Charles. HAD such good malaysian food at his restaurant in Coventry! Those who are in Coventry: trust me its good and cheap! :) Shopping in Birmingham was pretty alright, the crowd sorta turned me off.&lt;br /&gt;- Host to Yvonne, Sue Bee and Nigel during their visit to Oxford! Well, being a student city, as usual campuses are closed; being there after Christmas have led to closure of shops like G&amp;amp;D which i failed to bring them to and my KEBAB VAN didnt open :( Scheisse. Oxford was much fun and the way they enjoyed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Moo Moo's Milkshake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. WAHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;- Did some shopping at Bicester Village. Dont worry, I did not over spend and Ive gone for cheap cheap deals but truly satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To welcome Year 2008! Few resolutions for the new year lah of course :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop procrastinating with studies and putting more effort&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start getting a job/income&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juggle resolution 2 and 3 well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manage time really carefully&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reduce spending on whatever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be competitive and think less.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure the above 6 are done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll try to add up pictures once I get them compiled.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy new year guys, as usual : best of luck, health, happiness and more! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even the coldest winter warms your heart with the presence of love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2377960887451571908?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2377960887451571908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2377960887451571908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2377960887451571908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2377960887451571908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/12/afterrr-long-break.html' title='Afterrr a long break!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1105409508375377800</id><published>2007-12-03T20:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:15:03.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Weekend EVER Part 2</title><content type='html'>Like I've promised, the second part of my greatest weekend in the UK ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 1st December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up kinda late in the morning after some drinks at a pub/wine house in Leicester Square. Good mojitos, gin tonic with lemon which I ordered. Had some sudden crave for Magners (Apple Cider) but I couldnt get them since most pubs close pretty early. Joshua and I went to Chinatown for some good food at 4 seasons restaurant and well obviously enjoying the good food. Not only ducks but with good side dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some small walking exercise around London, walked around Regent St, Oxford Circus and we realized that roads were shut to accomodate pedestrians, such a great feeling just being around, flooding with people having shows, freehugs, free sweets, skateboarding etc. Simply wonderful, exciting place to be about and the pictures will further explain more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzwMEfZFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DNQktxTJ0gc/s1600-R/IMG_0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139860346447553618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzwMEfZFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lFiIQj8NcDo/s400/IMG_0628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joshua and I - Just how happy when u get like the best company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzwsEfZGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_8wC-aYksdw/s1600-R/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139860355037488226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzwsEfZGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ZfAXD6RfkPU/s400/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JOSHUA or JOSHIE!! the way Jun calls him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzxcEfZHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NZfYI0ATukQ/s1600-R/IMG_06318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139860367922390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzxcEfZHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vN2ciBah6e4/s400/IMG_06318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mhmmmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzxsEfZII/AAAAAAAAAO0/Dz_qi-OFjDM/s1600-R/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139860372217357442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzxsEfZII/AAAAAAAAAO0/vWC5JU3OG1k/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agaiin! Im quite sure when my sister sees this, she'll go like POSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1Ry9sEfZAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2AJ3zclZk8c/s1600-R/IMG_0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139859478864159746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1Ry9sEfZAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IHKQEHh3iWk/s400/IMG_0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of Oxford St, simply crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1Ry-MEfZBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/kP0C7i0TKnU/s1600-R/IMG_0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139859487454094354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1Ry-MEfZBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vOlgfz5t04k/s400/IMG_0587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzBsEfZCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/O8KHbZ4i8bo/s1600-R/IMG_0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139859547583636514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzBsEfZCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/d4MGZn3GYwE/s400/IMG_0609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skateboarding right outside Quiksilver&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzCsEfZDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JQBjcRmCP3k/s1600-R/IMG_0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139859564763505714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzCsEfZDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yUV7rNmNK5c/s400/IMG_0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feon-Na's favorite character! This picture was obviously taken for u Na !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzDMEfZEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fOHKZ_iiK4I/s1600-R/IMG_0635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139859573353440322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzDMEfZEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K9HOE2d3wG0/s400/IMG_0635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vodafone Volks! German stuff huh Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right after that, I met up with Yvonne at Embankment and we took the tube to Redbridge to visit Uncle Tahir and family! I really love being around with them, such a warm feeling. Awww, this is how u feel when ure so so far away from home. Anyway, their warm welcome, they got me to pop a champagne before everything else and I did it outside! They then gave me a big present to unwrap and OMG ! 3 Aweesome Tees from Zara, and a Pair of Nike Shoes in which they got somebody to paint it! Pictures pictures picturesss :) Thank you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6JMEfZJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XFTOL7mIEXc/s1600-R/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139867373014049938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6JMEfZJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/oqXcIPFl3v8/s400/Untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The craziest birthday card Ive recieved, THANK YOU! Btw, its made of chinese noodles! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6KMEfZKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nCukff5_baw/s1600-R/IMG_0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139867390193919138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6KMEfZKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ELlkm6S_zDY/s400/IMG_0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tees I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6K8EfZLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fLxaSFF4ErQ/s1600-R/IMG_0699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139867403078821042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6K8EfZLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/CRARhaUT1ss/s400/IMG_0699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont u just love them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6LcEfZMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/AeQzLUY42P8/s1600-R/IMG_0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139867411668755650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R6LcEfZMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ePacHCIZYo4/s400/IMG_0698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ultraman but who cares, I use to love them! wahha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simply delicious home cooked food, curries and the best chicken wings ever! Thank youuuu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9CsEfZNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qX-X1Xb9M7g/s1600-R/IMG_0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139870559879783634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9CsEfZNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_k8uBXSm-EE/s400/IMG_0657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Tahir making a toast to u Daddy, he said ure missing it out! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9DMEfZOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Upu3jln3w3E/s1600-R/IMG_0656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139870568469718242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9DMEfZOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/X3Qcgd6hu4s/s400/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good stuff! He even said ure gonna miss the curry! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9EMEfZPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GJDPO5-hI_8/s1600-R/IMG_0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139870585649587442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1R9EMEfZPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pPBOaTUas-8/s400/IMG_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :) family warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later in the evening, we had shishaaa back in their gym at uncle Tahirs house, lol, waht a place to have it. More pictures, we were busy trying to create smoke rings or whatever u call taht lah! So funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SANcEfZQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/WX93cv4P8Zc/s1600-R/IMG_0666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139874043098260738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SANcEfZQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/QIZj1V-M9ko/s400/IMG_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Osmans really good at making rings of smoke! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAOMEfZRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HvnDwlGJ4XM/s1600-R/IMG_0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139874055983162642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAOMEfZRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/60_CDf-eLpc/s400/IMG_0682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yvonne the super fast learner. ahhaha, I got owned at it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAOsEfZSI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Pdfi2DBP448/s1600-R/de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139874064573097250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAOsEfZSI/AAAAAAAAAQE/y8dJRjBZP_c/s400/de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldnt do the smoke rings, had to use the tube of aluminium foil. Im holding that roll :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAPcEfZTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IHTyDR8pcpQ/s1600-R/IMG_0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139874077457999154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAPcEfZTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/G3n6mqDX3Aw/s400/IMG_0671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omarr in action!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAQcEfZUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WDKnfmWYxcQ/s1600-R/IMG_0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139874094637868354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SAQcEfZUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/SkEmj_mef3s/s400/IMG_0675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keith just chillin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBs8EfZbI/AAAAAAAAARM/zKYpzPcnCFk/s1600-R/IMG_06718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139875683775767986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBs8EfZbI/AAAAAAAAARM/gSS-rKa-LGg/s400/IMG_06718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Yvonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBrsEfZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/b_frW8xR6hA/s1600-R/IMG_0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139875662300931474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBrsEfZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZqtzSi_92sU/s400/IMG_0686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tube needed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBscEfZaI/AAAAAAAAARE/MHwNfxuWxlk/s1600-R/IMG_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139875675185833378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBscEfZaI/AAAAAAAAARE/X3Q_PlYuHCE/s400/IMG_0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Osman preparing the shisha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBrcEfZYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RNgkvnUix8k/s1600-R/IMG_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139875658005964162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SBrcEfZYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/h8Zit2BF-VM/s400/IMG_0685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picturee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is by far the best weekend ever in the UK, and I thank all of you guys for that! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued.. (Yvonne has the remaining pictures)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1105409508375377800?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1105409508375377800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1105409508375377800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1105409508375377800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1105409508375377800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-weekend-ever-part-2.html' title='Greatest Weekend EVER Part 2'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1RzwMEfZFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/lFiIQj8NcDo/s72-c/IMG_0628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-6949498672619409293</id><published>2007-12-02T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:38:27.381Z</updated><title type='text'>How much better can life get ? Part 1</title><content type='html'>Wonderful weekend I had after some serious effort placed to finish up my work, most modules have actually ended this week and I wont be getting anymore lectures but just some briefing on my coming exam on the 18th of December, part from that I'll be getting my questions on that day, wahey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 30th November Part 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic morning I'd say, I was awake till 3 am in the morning (30/11/07) cause I was still preparing for my presentation that I'll have to do at 9 am that day itself. Was rather doing some self video recording on the webcam to look at myself on how I present my work. It seemed rather funny cause of the accent I've adopted since I got here, not to say that Im speaking with an accent just because Im now in the UK but more like its a norm to speak with an accent whenever Im around non-Malaysian friends. Rather ODD really. Had like 4 alarms set 1 hour before my presentation : 7:45, 7:50, 7:55, 8.05 am BUT as usual I dont quite hear the alarm when Im depriving of sleep, I was so frigging shocked when I woke up at 8:38 am. I was like SHIT, WTF @!(#~!@!#, jumped out of bed, got everything done by 8:48 am which I was pretty impressed being able to get ready in just 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation was alright I'd say, with some confidence kicking inside; referred to my cue cards at times and hopefully I did pretty alright, IT sucks to be first for a presentation! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus with Jun to London and reached around 11:50am at Joshua's place walked across Hyde Park to the Malaysian Hall. FOOD WAS GOOD, CHEAP and FAST. Had so much to satisfy our hunger, Bangdon, Joshie, Jun and I ordered so much stuff and cleared everything, sweet desserts were good too. Managed to convince Jun to try some serious chilli hot sambal belacan that he was frantically searching for water. WAHHAHA, not being mean but just to have a taste of one's culture and be adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB6sEfY7I/AAAAAAAAANM/LhTGXadCo98/s1600-R/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524076278080434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB6sEfY7I/AAAAAAAAANM/TsVJjs9Oxr0/s320/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesnt that seem just aweeeesome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB7MEfY8I/AAAAAAAAANU/-flQZr2TZ3Q/s1600-R/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524084868015042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB7MEfY8I/AAAAAAAAANU/ML4fpLo2s0g/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB7cEfY9I/AAAAAAAAANc/1VyMUQ_Q06U/s1600-R/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524089162982354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB7cEfY9I/AAAAAAAAANc/MOAaaDRdy_g/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two comical figures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB78EfY-I/AAAAAAAAANk/JPGNzRY7M8Y/s1600-R/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524097752916962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB78EfY-I/AAAAAAAAANk/0Y1akPqhHN0/s320/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jun and Brandon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB8cEfY_I/AAAAAAAAANs/Igv940n-i5s/s1600-R/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139524106342851570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB8cEfY_I/AAAAAAAAANs/HMFRefDIuq4/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures like these just put a smile on my face when I look at them! wahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went for Sir or Lord-to-be Nicholas Stern, Prof of LSE's talk. He wasnt that great of a speaker as in terms of being entertaining and being able to crack some humour in between but just mere of presenting his really inspring ideas on Climate Change. Had so much going on my mind after attending that talk and it had knocked some sense into me right after. Jun, Sue Bee and I went! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER was at 7:30pm, booked for 7:30pm but we reached the restaurant at roughly 8:00pm after gathering everyone at Finsbury Park Tube Station. I didnt know my way tho I organized the whole dinner but I had reviews of that restaurant being excellent, value for money etc. Along the Seven Sisters Road, one of the best japanese restaurant Ive tried in the UK I'd say, super value for money just that they lack manpower ; I bring u Hana Japanese Restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushis were made to purrrfection! Simply tasted so good, Brandon, Joshua, Jun, Ryan, James, Sue Bee, Yvonne and I. Chester was supposed to come but he couldnt make it in the end. The dinner was so so good, super value for money after the amount of food we've ordered, round after round, woooh ; had never felt that good and satisfied for a super long time!! Thank you DADDY AND MUMMY for the great present. Love you! Had maki like Shrek, Samurai, PeterPan, Hana etc and tonnes and tonnes of sushi and sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picturesssss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_ksEfYzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8C4WH4ORNz0/s1600-R/PB300366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521499297702706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_ksEfYzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/l_O_s_eKIGw/s320/PB300366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gyozas! Sue Bee's Idea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_k8EfY0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/_NbnPnTtZYE/s1600-R/PB300372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521503592670018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_k8EfY0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/oWdfoYWhbsQ/s320/PB300372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue Bee and Yvonne. Oooooh, the girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_lMEfY1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/uB8w1t5rFzw/s1600-R/PB300380.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_lcEfY2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KwZqYl0zPwk/s1600-R/PB300381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521512182604642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_lcEfY2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1QWxT10A56M/s320/PB300381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone of us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_lsEfY3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/iLsN3pp4NXA/s1600-R/PB300383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521516477571954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_lsEfY3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/oz4j01kO1NM/s320/PB300383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yvonne and Joshie! Some seriously good stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_PsEfYwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/VaYfoXs_d_o/s1600-R/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521138520449794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_PsEfYwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/engHV2irXYw/s320/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_QMEfYxI/AAAAAAAAAL8/liYy36hY64Y/s1600-R/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_QcEfYyI/AAAAAAAAAME/vkUGJ8PnzH8/s1600-R/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139521151405351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1M_QcEfYyI/AAAAAAAAAME/OeS-tMSV3_A/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty dramatic huh Yvonne. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAEsEfY4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/fMLac7oWXUQ/s1600-R/PB300384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139522049053516674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAEsEfY4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4RMpmwGitkI/s320/PB300384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shy Gaysha and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAE8EfY5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/DmVHsnqSfFQ/s1600-R/PB300386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139522053348483986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAE8EfY5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/-8VkMJqtdok/s320/PB300386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was so touched when Yvonne made a cake for me. Thank youuuu :) Honey and hazelnut cream cheese cake, tasted good okay! Worry not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAFcEfY6I/AAAAAAAAANE/9kgNuNaoLRY/s1600-R/PB300387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139522061938418594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NAFcEfY6I/AAAAAAAAANE/konGcq8wvec/s320/PB300387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just look at how happy, good we all look while enjoying Yvonnes cake. Thank you guys for coming and you guys rock! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Definately not forgetting what my friends back in Oxford did, I was so so touched, Jenny made a cake, Victoria Sponge cake topped with strawberries and tasted so good, a surprise party made for me in my own kitchen when 10 other really nice friends sneaked in. It was rather weird really because Jenny acted pretty weird that day itself. I was busy finishing up my work on my actual birthday and I did not want to go out unless I finish my work and also since I'll be going out for dinner on thursday at Edamame. I was determined that I sit down and get work done as much as possible. Jenny asked me to enter the kitchen roughly 8, a birthday cake with candles lit were on the table and they started singing the birthday song. AWW, I was speechless, didnt know waht to do rather and I thank you guys so much for being such a wonderful group of people. I dont have pictures with me atm but it will be done soon enough! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love you guys!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And also, picture of the year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SDXcEfZcI/AAAAAAAAARU/mv0D4t0tCtc/s1600-R/IMG_0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139877513431836098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1SDXcEfZcI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZanqXo1Brec/s400/IMG_0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You call that sexay.. wahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-6949498672619409293?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6949498672619409293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=6949498672619409293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6949498672619409293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6949498672619409293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-much-better-can-life-get-part-1.html' title='How much better can life get ? Part 1'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/R1NB6sEfY7I/AAAAAAAAANM/TsVJjs9Oxr0/s72-c/IMG_0560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5695531399251848807</id><published>2007-11-30T01:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:35:36.099Z</updated><title type='text'>Time to Make or Break!</title><content type='html'>Wahh, definately wont break! :) I'll be having my presentation in 7.5 hours from now? Fu*ken annoyed at it but i made a few preparations etc. Hopefully it will impress the people and after that I'll go to London and meet up with my brothers! CANT WAIT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days were simply magical, had surprise party thrown for me, dinners and so much fun and good laugh. Will update you guys more on it together with photos! Wont be able to do that for the time being, gonna have a shower and RELAX then look back at the problems, be confident JT. 10 mins presentation is abit too short cause i spoke for 13minutes on my recording webcam and I felt pretty disappointed at first but it got much better later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long guys, I will update soon, this weekend is so goonna be awesome, as well as going for Lord Stern's talk tomorrow. woohah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5695531399251848807?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5695531399251848807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5695531399251848807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5695531399251848807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5695531399251848807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-to-make-or-break.html' title='Time to Make or Break!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-3823248057913086635</id><published>2007-11-14T17:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:14:03.177Z</updated><title type='text'>Been Busy Busy, Bloody Busy</title><content type='html'>Ahh, I wont be able to make updates these rather few weeks cause I've not been going out much often besides to lectures or seminars and also the kitchen which is literally 1 big step away from my room. Got my law essay done, 1500 words but due on the 12th of December, some other assignments due on the 13th of December, my exam on the 18th of December after that I'd be free like a bird till 23rd of January. NOT FORGETTING, I have a 2000 words appraisal report on some big development plan in Oxford as well as a 10 minute, solo presentation without the help of the powerpoint nor pc. The report and presentation must be done before the 30th of November, and its so so close now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop procrastinating. Time to run. Take care guys. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-3823248057913086635?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3823248057913086635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=3823248057913086635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3823248057913086635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/3823248057913086635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/11/been-busy-busy-bloody-busy.html' title='Been Busy Busy, Bloody Busy'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-6368949282694580826</id><published>2007-11-07T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T11:15:53.941Z</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>Hmm, it fact life goes on and its out of our control. In other words, we decide and plan the coming future instead of just letting it pass. Even when shit happens, life goes on; life has no sympathy or feelings for u, its too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say Im fully if not almost adapted to Oxford, liking basically everything here except the food they have to offer at any restaurants. So far, the best would be edamame which is like a really authentic japanese restaurant, most staffs were japanese as well as giving a really homely feeling cause its small and cozy. Im not having any regrets about coming to Brookes to be honest, its a wonderful place since I can just hang around Oxford, cycle to the city- challenging due to the traffic and lights, super fun but tiring on the way back due to it being uphill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before coming here, I had a choice between Oxford Brookes and Westminster, Brookes was my second choice possible since I rejected by Reading - somehow i feel its a blessing in disguise. Westminster is in central London, as in really central, right opposite Hyde Park which also mean that Im near my brothers. Joshua would then be studying just a stone throw away from where I study, Brandon would be slightly further but still near. Im not quite sure of Chester tho, sorta lost touch in a way but ah - Life goeees on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking, what the hell is wrong with me that Id choose some far away place to live than central London with all my brothers and friends. Simple reasoning, Londons far too expensive, big temptations everywhere, good shopping and good food. Just imagine eating out every week or even clubbing every fortnight, shopping whenever u saved up money from eating less ; doing all these wont be anyhow cheap. Oxford is not cheap comparatively, it is pretty much the same as London in terms of food but however there isnt alot of selection; plain simple ones instead lik Belgo which we went to last week, the food was simply excellent, the bill came up to be equally shocking like how when we ate the mussels and found it shockingly fresh and tasty. Was so good, the 6 of us ( Brandon, Chester, Jean, Joshua, TengTing and I) ordered 2kgs of mussels which came in 2 big buckets, ones with white wine and cream sauce which tasted so so good and the other one tasted good as well, the plum tomato sauce. Chester was literally scooping up the white sauce, sipping every lil bit which just shows how much he enjoys eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, hopefully u get what I mean, eating out once will make a hole in your pocket and make u feel bad for a week, somehow that guilt will disperse right before another weekend starts. YES, its that amazing, and there goes another cycle of money spending frenzy. Besides spending it on good food, u might do some shopping once a fortnight or once a month. Clothes are not cheap in London as well, unless u take a Pound as a Ringgit then everythings frigging cheap. I've been telling the people here that they have a really low cost of living if their strong exchange rate is being ignored. Malaysia is so much more expensive if u were to buy some good high quality clothes, most good food u needa fork out so much just to enjoy it and most of the time after paying so much for the food, price overweighs satisfaction. Working here, a minimum wage set by the government is £5.60, just take that hours pay and walk in BurgerKing or McDonalds and Im sure that can buy u a meal, probably even the biggest set meal and walk out with some change. What can u buy after working an hour at most places and get paid say RM5, the most u can buy from McDs would be a chocolate sundae and get some change back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars here are cheap, dirt cheap. Simple comparison, BMW 335 coupe cost  £34k/RM240k , in Malaysia is it RM470k. Just look at the difference, most of the time, they tell us their cars are expensive. Booh! I see more Aston Martins in London than I get to see Porsches in Malaysia and thats the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the reasons of choosing Oxford instead of London: Oxford has less distractions which will lessen £ spending and being able to concentrate more on studies, chances of knowing more people since its a campus life which makes it fun as well. Oxford is just like Kajang, less happening in terms of shopping but the nightlife is way better than what I get back in Kajang. Oxford is not very far from London which makes Kajang something similar. I guess Im just a person who prefers something slower paced and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I made my most satisfying meal so far yesterday, seaweed soup with eggs, chinese lettuce jewels with perserved beancurd and dad's recipe of sardines in tomato with onions and lemon juice. wahhhh, was so good; felt like home instantly and after I finished my meal, I was savouring it well while Jenny was staring at me looking pretty confused. hahaha. I MISS HOME but Ive been buying stuff from some oriental/asian shops recently and they have Malaysian stuff! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, life goes on no matter what, be positive bout life. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-6368949282694580826?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6368949282694580826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=6368949282694580826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6368949282694580826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/6368949282694580826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4506566634854461607</id><published>2007-11-01T15:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:34:45.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Paint The Future</title><content type='html'>Something either the late Isaac Mendez could do or even now Peter Petrelli. Thats not exactly the point but I mean painting the future would be awesome either way I think. If u were to literally paint a picture bout the future; if its a good happy thing den of course it spoils the surprise but if its the other way, preparations can be done to face it despite knowing it'll come one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in relation to the title; its my grandfather's birthday today! Happppy Birthday Grandpappy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127907094769488562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Ryn8VXjw0rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/w8y5IPiDYlg/s400/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking at this picture just makes u smile. heh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just look how he smiles, hes so animated and funny in person and hes now 79 years old. Wish and hopefully he has more years to come and im so glad and proud having him as a granddad. Hes the only person i know who can talk to strangers for HOURS and I really mean it, long winded but nevertheless all that he says are basically words of wisdom from all the experience he had in life. May god bless you with good health! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RyonbHjw0tI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xfOuK8uJKKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127954472553730770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RyonbHjw0tI/AAAAAAAAAHc/xfOuK8uJKKQ/s400/IMG_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I miss these 3 men ALOT. My dad, granddad and uncle Bryan. Down to earth, humble, and I really admire them alot after all they've done and achieved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is life I guess, theres always a sad side or sad part; no nothing to do with the 3 great gents above but now its about a girl/lady whatever she thinks she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, at the way we're going, we are now moving at a different pace, a different route, different thoughts and the diversion is getting bigger by the day. BUT im sure of one thing, we are equally stubborn and Im very stubborn at stuff like this and I'll stand strong on what I think is right and wrong. We have known each other for say 5 years? Perhaps getting closer after 1-2 years knowing each other and I dont even remember how. However so, I think its coming to an end looking at the way we're going - everything has an ending ; good/bad. Shes really nice but yeah, positive and negative again of course, however I cant quite believe nor accept the fact that she thinks I have feelings for her and the reasoning behind it was because I treated her really well, yeah well, back in the past. Everythings changing, you, me, she. Im tired of giving in everything and I dont think its what Im obliged to do so that I can be friends with her; Im already sick and tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ability to paint the future will clarify everything, but id call that ability - a dream or jokes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4506566634854461607?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4506566634854461607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4506566634854461607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4506566634854461607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4506566634854461607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/11/paint-future.html' title='Paint The Future'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Ryn8VXjw0rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/w8y5IPiDYlg/s72-c/IMG_0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5222705638732199872</id><published>2007-10-28T11:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:04:44.537Z</updated><title type='text'>Safe and Secure</title><content type='html'>In relation to Suat Ling's post, I'd sincerely hope that every single member of your family is alright, have speedy recover as well as to gain back the sense of security, overcome the trauma. A break-in happened and as usual, and as often it may get, its most likely to be the indonesian labourers. I mean why come over to work when you actually intend to rob somebody? If your country isnt deep in shit enough because of all the things you have done to the chinese, raping, killing back in the past ; they wouldnt have left and im sure indonesia would be even further off than what they are today. Not to generalise all indonesians but work legitimately and improve yourselves from there, its all bout sheer hardwork and not invade/snatch what others have worked their asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suat Ling's family is now traumatized, father got injured down with countless number of stitches, just one question, where did u friggin place your conscience when you guys have decided to break into a house? On the other hand, the Police forces, you call yourselves Police Diraja or in direct translation would be the Royal Police? What sort of security have u guys provided the citizens of Malaysia? Do we even get any sense of security having just bloody police stations built in a radius of perhaps 5-8km in every neighbourhood? Despite having the electronic siren installed on all patrol cars and bikes they were unable to respond to a SOS call within 10minutes? On her incident, the police took 45mins to reach, at 3am do u need 45minutes to reach despite emergency? I can frigging drive down to kl and back home in 45minutes if i were to drive at 3am in the morning and not taking into account the fact that they have sirens! Utter bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further up, sometimes the police are not to be blamed entirely, most of them having a mere Rm1500 a month would not be sufficient to even feed their family which result in corruption. Im sure corruption or rather they would see it as "bonus" can sometimes equal their pay or even more a month. Corruption obviously due to the low,shit pay the government allocate to one of the most important public services to its citizen besides health services etc. Paying the police force such an amount, do u honestly its worth risking your life to save some unknown person when u are only paid rm1500 a month? I would even think twice, however due to recent cases like the Altantuya's case of police bombing up a person with c4 has already wiped off most peoples confidence with the police forces. The government, the ministers despite elected by the public are not taking extra steps to keep the citizens safe. Some ministers have like a small police hut outside their houses, police escorting them whereever they go, what makes u that powerful if it wasnt for the public, why do u feel so insecure to the extent u need so many police staff patroling your house when the public live in fear most of the time? Whats the point of us taxpayers when we dont even get the security we deserve?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5222705638732199872?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5222705638732199872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5222705638732199872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5222705638732199872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5222705638732199872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/safe-and-secure.html' title='Safe and Secure'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-1007964065710928164</id><published>2007-10-24T20:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:00:13.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia, Memories and some Moaning</title><content type='html'>I Love my country in fact, I love so much of the weather sometimes, the food especially and obviously the people and my family back there. Not gonna make this post some sorta missing home thing but its the plain fact that Malaysia is such a good place to live in except for shit issues with the government. So far being in the UK has been great, everything seems surreal till this point, being here for almost one and a half months. I was washing the dishes while Jenny, my flat mate was helping to do the wiping. At that point, I keep wondered whether this sorta situation is true, and its pretty hard to believe I'm almost 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing back in the past, I remember when my mum picked me up from tuition I guess, I was just around the age of 10. I still remember it vividly somehow, mum was driving the mercedes E 230 while it was still pretty new. I was in the car with her and she was saying like: Johnson, do study hard and then she began calculating how many years till I enter university. After a long pause, she went lik, AH, 10 more years then you'll be in University. Being just only 10 years old , I dont even know the difference between a degree and a diploma, I didnt quite know what/how college and university life is all about but I sure know one thing that growing up to university was fun as what everyone had told me. Here I am being in university and I can pretty much say hell yeah it is fun, way better than any other form of education. =) Mum persuaded me to study medicine and I did agree when she suggested that; its really different now id say, every primary school kid often come across this question, or rather an essay which they have to write about. Somehow every kid back then wanted to be either a doctor, a police, a teacher, builder whatever and it was so common and I dont think most of them would even live up to what they said 10 years ago. heh, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the lovely Malaysia, well it is lovely but I have to admit, the government is shit, the politicians are shit, the stupid laws they implement and benefits given to some race is even worse. 21st century we're in and somehow the government is not willing to let it's people be more independant. I'm sure its not even the peoples' idea sometimes but just merely the rich powerful group of people as well as the politicians want to hold on to that law to make themselves even richer. In fact for what I think, politics is a place for the rich/successful people to get involved in; not to make themselves even richer but to contribute back to the society. Whats happening in Malaysia politics is that shit loads of unknown, uneducated people trying to get into policitics, some at the age of 30 without much accomplishment, without any financial backings join the politics just for a small pinch of the big cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this article by Colin Nathan in which I read just had somehow I got even more disappointed. Trust me, if u have time, do read and Im sure u wont regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was completely disillusioned Monday night watching PM Badawi’s threats to Datuk Seri Lim Keng Yaik not to “kacau” or face the “consequences” is serious.&lt;br /&gt;Keng Yaik questioned why after 36 years, Bumi equity ownership was still 18.9%. (It was 20% in 1990) Clearly stating that he accepted the figure, he merely wanted to know the methodology used to arrive at the figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badawi’s reaction is blatantly dishonest. In 2004, Morgan Stanley issued a report that estimated that over 100Billion US Dollars (360 Billion Ringgit) had been lost to Malay patronage in the 20 years preceding 2003. (1984 to 2003)&lt;br /&gt;One economist estimates that in the 36 years of it’s existence, the NEP has been used to channel over ONE TRILLION RINGGIT to the Malay community through ASN, ASB and all related Govt policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1970, the Govt has used the NEP to covet education, employment and every other conceivable benefit to the Malays. These measures have largely been successful with all the top posts in GLCs, Government, Universities, Public listed companies and practically every single area that the Govt has any control over being reserved for one race. No company may be listed with a lower than 30% Bumi equity but there is absolutely no problem if it is otherwise. Some industries have a mandatory 51% Bumi ownership and some industries are reserved exclusively for them. Petronas for example only employs and awards contracts to Malays.&lt;br /&gt;ALL Govt and Municipal contracts are reserved to class “F” Bumi contractors. All the proposed projects under the 9th Malaysia Plan thus far are reserved for 100% Bumi owned companies. Even open tender projects are awarded to Malays even if their prices are higher with inferior materials. Micro business loans, business licenses, discounts on property purchases, new Govt employment, EVEN LICENSES FOR HAWKER STALLS are reserved for one race. The list goes on and on but the summary is that the Malay now believes undoubtedly that he is racially privileged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASLI’s figures of 45% are opposed to the Govt’s 18.9% because, firstly, equity value is calculated at par value. For example, if you held 1,000 Maxis shares RM 5/- each, the Govt says that it is only worth RM 250.00 as these shares are at a par value of 25cents each. If you owned a company with a paid up value of RM 2/- but conducted millions of Ringgit worth of transactions, the Govt values that company at RM 2/-.&lt;br /&gt;The chief setbacks of the abuses of NEP are rampant corruption and cronyism, worsening racial polarization, unrelenting brain drains, warped educational system, thwarted economic competitiveness, ineffectual bureaucracy, retarded economic growth and perverted social values. Such anachronistic and regressive policy has no place in the present globalizing world, and for that matter, in any civilized society.&lt;br /&gt;PM Badawi recently intensified the imprint of the perverted NEP philosophy by prohibiting inter-religious and inter-racial discourse which would otherwise have contributed to greater understanding and harmony among the races.&lt;br /&gt;Consider the hegemony this has created……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jasin MP’s saga of cheating millions from Customs over timber imports went unpunished. APs are reserved for Bumis only and despite the millions that each of them make year after year, a senator’s son has the audacity to clone the APs several times and the whole thing gets swept under the carpet. A Port Klang councilor buys a 43,000 sq ft plot of land set aside for low cost housing valued at 1.8 million Ringgit 180k and builds a palace without any approval. He gets fined RM 5,000 and still has 30days from today to submit his building plans. Yesterday, despite all the bad press this issue got, the Selangor state Govt confirms his position and that of his son and daughter in law as councilors. The message is clear. Power has shifted from the people to the executive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole issue of Bumi chauvinism started at last year’s UMNO assembly when the very very vocal UMNO Youth leaders stated in short that “It’s our turn to be rich.” This greed is not going to end. We as a nation of loyal citizens have to put a dent into this rubbish for the sake of our children. We need a stronger opposition. By sending a threat to Datuk Seri Lim Keng Yaik, Badawi has betrayed us all. Remember this at the next general election.&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need a change in Govt. We need a stronger opposition. We need to send a message to the powers that be that we will not accept second class status for our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Honestly without offense to any race/party, is this what we want? Do you want the world to know that we Malaysians have double standards on certain stuff and wont you even feel ashamed not being able to stand up for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is this what we want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-1007964065710928164?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1007964065710928164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=1007964065710928164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1007964065710928164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/1007964065710928164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/malaysia-memories-and-moanings.html' title='Malaysia, Memories and some Moaning'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5119767450431751529</id><published>2007-10-19T19:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:40:53.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool of Foam, FOAM PARTY!</title><content type='html'>Here we go, a party having like lotsa foam, swimming in foam, dancing in foam, doing whatever in foam, nobody cares! Hectic it was, of course with tonnes of fun. I'd regret not going, not gonna say much; picturess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_GK_BZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vt8GoitpwC8/s1600-h/n756398403_206630_7683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113940959561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_GK_BZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vt8GoitpwC8/s400/n756398403_206630_7683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically the all of us while some got missed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_GK_BaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QNisoQAHhV4/s1600-h/n756398403_206635_9135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113940959561122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_GK_BaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QNisoQAHhV4/s400/n756398403_206635_9135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I look pissed! ahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj2TWK_BeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5tvW-ToaPvs/s1600-h/n756398403_206625_6236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123115388363539938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj2TWK_BeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5tvW-ToaPvs/s400/n756398403_206625_6236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Jun being Japanese, well he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj2TmK_BfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/v-HhJhwPhII/s1600-h/n756398403_206626_6522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123115392658507250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj2TmK_BfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/v-HhJhwPhII/s400/n756398403_206626_6522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_WK_BbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9CED7fMR6-0/s1600-h/n756398403_206641_921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113945254528434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_WK_BbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9CED7fMR6-0/s400/n756398403_206641_921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Shoe posing i call this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_WK_BcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x2JRu81O8Oc/s1600-h/n756398403_206643_1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113945254528450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_WK_BcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x2JRu81O8Oc/s400/n756398403_206643_1504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A great dancer from HK, If not wrong i think hes called Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_mK_BdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ztGccn5hPF4/s1600-h/n756398403_206644_1793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113949549495762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_mK_BdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ztGccn5hPF4/s400/n756398403_206644_1793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jun and Max Salas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0z2K_BYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j5sS0XnOBIU/s1600-h/n756398403_206629_7398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113747686032770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0z2K_BYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/j5sS0XnOBIU/s400/n756398403_206629_7398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah and Gwin while Jun and I walking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0w2K_BXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6IjLMFo9wh0/s1600-h/n756398403_206629_7398.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0tmK_BWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yuCq9qUEptM/s1600-h/n756398403_206628_7117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113640311850338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0tmK_BWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yuCq9qUEptM/s400/n756398403_206628_7117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah, Annie and Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0oWK_BVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/B369VDLiZOk/s1600-h/n756398403_206621_5005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113550117537106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0oWK_BVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/B369VDLiZOk/s400/n756398403_206621_5005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah and Gwin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0h2K_BUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UOucRZJYVZc/s1600-h/n756398403_206617_2412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113438448387394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0h2K_BUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UOucRZJYVZc/s400/n756398403_206617_2412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; blehhhh, weird lookin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0dWK_BTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WCVGItH-I5I/s1600-h/n756398403_206615_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123113361138976050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0dWK_BTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WCVGItH-I5I/s400/n756398403_206615_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sad side, my uncle's father, my cousins' grandfather (Su-Anne and Hann) had just passed away. This is just a sad year but at least Im sure they have gone somewhere better rather than suffering the sicknesses u get when ure old. My condolences to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5119767450431751529?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5119767450431751529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5119767450431751529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5119767450431751529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5119767450431751529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pool-of-foam-foam-party.html' title='Pool of Foam, FOAM PARTY!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rxj0_GK_BZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vt8GoitpwC8/s72-c/n756398403_206630_7683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-4199862783438115850</id><published>2007-10-17T00:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:43:18.388+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finallly =) I feel good!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I'd wish to thank Terri for sending pictures of dear Buddy, Im missing him so terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( But im pretty satisfied just having his pictures and I was updated by my parents he is doing really well now. BAH! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVG2GK_BPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BpVeZdkGxko/s1600-h/Zeg%27s+buddys+again!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122078046387373298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVG2GK_BPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BpVeZdkGxko/s400/Zeg%27s+buddys+again!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He just look so adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVGvWK_BOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/t1TvxRDhBQ0/s1600-h/Zeg%27s+Buddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122077930423256290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVGvWK_BOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/t1TvxRDhBQ0/s400/Zeg%27s+Buddy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel good about this UK life, although my job application got rejected. They replied this :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I regret to inform you that due to the enormous amount of response we can no longer accept your application. This is not however a reflection of our opinion on your suitability for this position and would very much like to keep your details if we are looking to increase our Student Marketer team at your university for future campaigns."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However so, perhaps the higher authority above thinks I'm not suitable or not ready for the job yet. BMW JOB I hope. heheheh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had dinner with Jun, he brought his instant japanese curry from Germany when he went back this recent weekend. According to him, its spicy, wow yeah, hahahahahah, it has spice which probably makes it spicy. I dont quite make any sense but its not like chilli spicy but just mere spices ; it tasted pretty good tho, thick and nice. I did my 2nd recipe this time, i sorta seasoned chicken with salt and pepper in between the cuts I made on the fillet and marinated it in lemon juice and bit of soy sauce overnight. It tasted good but just a lil too sour - perhaps due to the over-marination. Ive been making really sour chicken dishes lately due to the oversupply of lemons, bought too many of them =/ ahhaha, so basically what i cook revolves chicken and lemon or rather improvising on what I have. Even Jun said it was pretty good. mhmmm :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've just applied for few more jobs just for kicks, some flier-giver being paid like £10/hr but normally its just for 2-3 hours each time so yeah. Im gonna ring up another guy to enquire regarding some job called the "Courtesy Call Operators" , pretty good pay as well £8/hr, just gotta call people up and ask them regarding the service which the company provides. I'm making myself sound so desperate for a job and yes, I'm bloody poor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides, I had a pretty good day, had only 2 hours of lessons today, Building Design and Construction lectures have been cancelled for 2 weeks just to give us more time to finish up our assignment. My group : Joel, Jason and Johnson(me) have to give some exact measurements of a room in which they chose my room. Measuring the Internal Gross Area, External Gross Area, Wall thickness etc looked really easy but it wasnt when we started working on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVMcGK_BSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PGYCITRQbLI/s1600-h/Floor+plan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVMcGK_BSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PGYCITRQbLI/s400/Floor+plan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122084196780541218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A rough sketch done by Jason while Joel and I were busy measuring it with tape, Jason has more experience in stuff like these since he did a foundation on built construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to be more productive! I know a blog post like this is really boring but Im gonna post something more interesting soon, need my camera to be with me even more often. Just some random pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVLr2K_BRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LrKK4nQvepQ/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122083367851853074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVLr2K_BRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LrKK4nQvepQ/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click on it to view it really closely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-4199862783438115850?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4199862783438115850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=4199862783438115850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4199862783438115850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/4199862783438115850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/finallly-i-feel-good.html' title='Finallly =) I feel good!'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxVG2GK_BPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BpVeZdkGxko/s72-c/Zeg%27s+buddys+again!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-2597380966483544131</id><published>2007-10-15T11:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:22:43.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My way.</title><content type='html'>Stupid Sze Keat, See Zee Kee or now Mr. Ryan Ong's favourite quote of the week : Cheers mate or just Cheers or Cheers off or just make up any word which contains cheers. Thanks Ryan now its running in my head all the time whenever anyone says cheers or rather whenever i hear that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a weekend trip to London, wasnt really an organised one but I decided to pay Uncle Tahir and family a visit. Took the bus down around 12pm, reached London roughly an hour and a half later, travelled down with Joel, really nice dude whom I met in class and since he goes back to London every week. Found out later on that he left his cell on the bus which was pretty shitty. Upon arrival, called Brandon but he was having classes, called Yvonne Tee a.k.a. Miss Malaysia 2007 and I met up with her at Trafalgar Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some snapshots while waiting for the Miss Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLXWK_BFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aOCQTP95Yvo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121520065711113298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLXWK_BFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aOCQTP95Yvo/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121520542452483202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLzGK_BII/AAAAAAAAAEM/KgQRPpKmc5Q/s400/4.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121520417898431602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLr2K_BHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3W7357uWw34/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121520284754445410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLkGK_BGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XFZl1pkupkI/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Yvonne's place, she had a sharing room, seems really decent but just the fact of sharing a room with another person AND a toilet. I wouldnt want that. heh. Yvonne was like busy filling up her job application and DANG, shes paid like £9.60/hr. Hope u get the job Yvonne den u can buy all of us a meal :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had late lunch at this place called Zizzi, they have Zizzi in Oxford too and apparently the food was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQc2K_BNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K3IpUvGqnqA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121525657758532818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQc2K_BNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K3IpUvGqnqA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQVGK_BMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/L7HEQHnTJ-0/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121525524614546626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQVGK_BMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/L7HEQHnTJ-0/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQMmK_BLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gizggr5IDpQ/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121525378585658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQMmK_BLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gizggr5IDpQ/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQBmK_BKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7icaijpVT4E/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121525189607097506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNQBmK_BKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7icaijpVT4E/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNPz2K_BJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1mh8h-uDGrM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121524953383896210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNPz2K_BJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1mh8h-uDGrM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yes Yvonne my camera likes u alot. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had duck at Bayswater Four Season Restaurant, I was expecting it to be like a really big restaurant, and we waited for 1 hour to just get a place. Ding Nen came earlier than Dian and I around 7:15 and we got our places at 8-ish. Bloody crowded, thanks to the long wait, we had 2 ducks instead of one. The long queue got us really hungry. Heres the breakdown of what we had, 6 of us, Joshua, Brandon, James, Ryan, Kokshen and I we ordered egg fried rice for 6, which came up to be REALLY BIG, 2 whole ducks de-boned, Black Bean/Peppered Beef, and Kai-Lans. The meal was so so good! Had like 3 rounds of rice together with duck etc, bahhhhh. :D I'll definately go back when Im missing chinese food. AWESOME. Their service sucks tho, went on dutch and paid around 13 Pounds each which wasnt too bad for the amount of food I ate. I need to gain weight, ngeheh or probably Im pretty gifted in a way being able to enjoy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just doing a short post before going for my Law seminar. Laws pretty boring since I've did most of it in A-Levels. Take care peeps, see u soon, especially my brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-2597380966483544131?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2597380966483544131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=2597380966483544131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2597380966483544131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/2597380966483544131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-way.html' title='My way.'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RxNLXWK_BFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aOCQTP95Yvo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5198052024380159421</id><published>2007-10-11T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T11:59:22.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about me</title><content type='html'>I've bought a bike just recently and it costed me a bloody bomb £242.98 inclusive of all the stuff, I know its really expensive but it was like the 2nd cheapest bike around. I feel its really worth it though however, being able to move around with ease and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw4BU2K_BEI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZWNFQEIa1ng/s1600-h/1dsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120031284017431618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw4BU2K_BEI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZWNFQEIa1ng/s400/1dsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bike posing when Jun hung my bike up high on the fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied for a job yesterday, or rather 2- ones being a student marketer being paid £8/hour with maximum hours a week of 12. Works out to roughly £100 a week which is not bad. Applied for another one being a quality inspector on mini coopers soft tops sounds awesome and the pay is even better at £9.5/hour. I think i can even work 20 hours a week for that. hmmmm :D I really hope i get the quality inspector job and that would be awesome AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really cold today, dont know why - was really foggy as well but its getting better with the sun up now. take care guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5198052024380159421?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5198052024380159421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5198052024380159421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5198052024380159421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5198052024380159421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-all-about-me.html' title='Its all about me'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw4BU2K_BEI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZWNFQEIa1ng/s72-c/1dsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5760009205853829998</id><published>2007-10-10T18:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:53:11.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>Sometimes trying is sufficient to just make u feel satisfied, you dont necessarily need to succeed to achieve&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im satisfied of myself, Uni lifes good, lectures were great today, its like after each lecture, you'd learn and use it in the future. This is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good mood = Good cook = Good food. ngeh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0VoGK_A-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xvKyJJ41otM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119772129985758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0VoGK_A-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xvKyJJ41otM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken curry with vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0WAGK_A_I/AAAAAAAAADE/n6FxrWT64OQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119772542302618610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0WAGK_A_I/AAAAAAAAADE/n6FxrWT64OQ/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upclose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0Wm2K_BBI/AAAAAAAAADU/OPflaWjTLeg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119773208022549522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0Wm2K_BBI/AAAAAAAAADU/OPflaWjTLeg/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not forgetting fruits of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0W02K_BCI/AAAAAAAAADc/esaQMq6xE_g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119773448540718114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0W02K_BCI/AAAAAAAAADc/esaQMq6xE_g/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However it looks better than it taste but im satisfied. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5760009205853829998?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5760009205853829998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5760009205853829998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5760009205853829998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5760009205853829998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/Rw0VoGK_A-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xvKyJJ41otM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-778514231053975587</id><published>2007-10-09T00:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:03:45.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps...</title><content type='html'>Perhaps how we think are different now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps how we react towards stuff are different now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we do lie alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we dont appreciate what others do for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we really seeking in life, just think and answer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is what u want? friendship is something u seek? sincerity and honesty u endeavor for, are u loving and living the life u have/want? I hate to say this but, we can't always make things we want to really happen most of the time ; they just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can think I'm cruel, you can think im like some fucking bastard, you can think im a hypocrite but back in all, are you really living the promises? or maybe you dont consider them as promises but just mere words to make me feel better. I dare friggin bet you're wondering right now what have u promised or what have u said. We're not perfect, sometimes we make mistakes accidentally, sometimes we dont even bother to change cause someone else do not deserve that we put away and change our bad habit or attitude ; you just feel its not even worth it to make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even say that u dont know what went wrong, seriously dont. I'd think that you are making matters worse to not even take the fucking effort to observe and think what has went wrong. At the end of most screwed up days in my life, I took the effort to find out what went wrong. This time it is definately not me, play the blame game but if you think you're right this time, I'll let u think its that way and just give up, I dont see a point or sense in it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps sometimes sorry isnt enough, you dont go making mistakes and just say a mere or probably a thousand times sorry and think it will all be good, it doesnt work that way. Just imagine, Im not gonna mention names but the guy whom u were afraid of for years came up to you and said sorry, would u think its fine? Somebody who did like terrible stuff to you several times and just end up saying a sorry would cure? IT DOESNT, SORRY SORRY, its so easy to even say Im sorry this im sorry for that. In fact its so often heard I dont really take it like it meant something cause I hear it just too often. I dont want anybody to be sorry over stuff, just dont do it and Im fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to mention always to love you as a friend, if you think it isnt true so be it, if you know what Im thinking in which i presume u dont cause u dont even understand or see the problem how on earth would u know it isnt true? IF it isnt true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends dont suddenly act close and not keep in contact after a while, close friends enjoy the accompany of the other, close friends would make more effort just to see the other party happy, close friends would try to contact each other, fuck it if it is expensive or not, just a hello, how are you would make a person feel much better. I make the effort to call back to Malaysia just to keep in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you think friends being close is not through communicating or even trying to communicate and connect to them, please define friends. IF i dont communicate with close friends often, most of the time i consider them as just friends or even acquaintances where most of the time u just say hi and bye and probably meet up after a while. If you dont show it, when do u think would be the right time? just WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ignored what I said to you, ever since that day, I viewed you pretty differently, I pretty much predicted this to happen, nothing can stop you really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm the one wrong, just perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you're right, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, you know what u lost, I've lost some and perhaps our paths are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont answer or dont try to think what I think cause you're not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-778514231053975587?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/778514231053975587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=778514231053975587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/778514231053975587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/778514231053975587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps...'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-5332550983090173853</id><published>2007-10-08T18:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:56:40.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Conjunction</title><content type='html'>In Conjunction to the previous post, I just got this email from a friend, Jee Wei - somehow I just happen to get it at almost the right time, decided to share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres how it goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   F A M I L Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY Are you aware that if we died tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;So what is behind the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this sends like really good message across, this sounds bit emotional but Im really alright, thank you to all the friends who showed concern and stuff, I really do appreciate and I love love love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-5332550983090173853?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5332550983090173853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=5332550983090173853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5332550983090173853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/5332550983090173853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-conjunction.html' title='In Conjunction'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-17023995761868793</id><published>2007-10-07T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:11:46.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lost enough since I left</title><content type='html'>Its really ironic to my blog title.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone hates losing their loved ones; my grandmother was admitted to the hospital, my family and I paid respect by visiting her before I had to leave for the UK to further my education. I had positive thoughts that Im sure this wont be my last time getting to see her, I mean she passed even worse situations than this last year. I departed for the UK on the 12th of September with my best friends being there to send me off, I was indeed really really happy, so happy I didnt know how to express myself. Im really gladful having you guys to send me off and thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m190/TrippyTee/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just to tell you guys how much I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I reached Heathrow airport on the 13th of September, excited, filled with good hopes and thoughts. We stayed over at dearest uncle Tahir's house with his family who are always really warm and welcoming, and I would say I feel the most comfortable being due to them being so so hospitable. Uncle Tahir is actually my dad's classmate back then when my dad came to the UK to do his Real Estate degree in I'd say now one of the shittiest university available in the UK - University of East London and Im not joking, go check it out and you'll know its one of the lowest 10 uni. Just look at my dad today, I seriously admire him so much, people often say go to the best university, get your degree and you'd be set for life, sometimes I think its not so important really, having my dad coming from one of the shittiest uni, he achieved well in his life, uncle Tahir is really successful on his side as well. The friends you make are the most important I think, friends will make an influence and also shape your overall personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the 14th of September, I was so so shocked to have heard Uncle Tahir's mum have just passed away. This happened in the morning and felt really sad for their loss, later in the evening roughly at 9, my father got a call from Malaysia and they said my grandmum have passed away. I mean what the f*ck is happening, my dad and his best friend lost their mums on the same day, Uncle Tahir's sons, Omar, Osman and Zeeshan lost their grandmother on the same day as I lost mine. I didnt know what to do when I heard that news, it was so surreal and I couldnt believe that it happened. However, Uncle Tahir and family had really positive thoughts as they were muslims and their grandmum died on the first day of Ramadan and it was a Friday which would you cant really ask for any better date. My parents decided to fly back earlier than the planned schedule after they checked me in at my accommodation at Brookes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now at this very moment, I dont know how important or how serious my favourite dog Buddy's situation is now. I just hope he will be alright, mum told me that hes ill, couldnt walk and had no appetite. Although he is pretty old but Im sure he shouldnt be that bad. I miss you Ah-Ma and I'm missing Buddy so much now, the times where I'd always feed him more bread than any other dogs in which would be his favorite food, lie on the car porch with him, wrestle with him on the floor. It may sound childish but I dont really care how you see it, Buddy can sense when you're feeling down and would always just come to you and lick your ear which mysteriously makes u feel better. I dont wanna lose you that soon, I've already lost Ah-Ma without being there for her; I cant afford to lose you when Im so far away. Please do appreciate your loved ones and show them you care while they're still around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tear. I wish. I pray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tTt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/2032267437597761744-17023995761868793?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/17023995761868793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=17023995761868793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/17023995761868793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/17023995761868793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-lost-enough-since-i-left.html' title='I&apos;ve lost enough since I left'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032267437597761744.post-159111219746014036</id><published>2007-10-04T11:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T11:08:34.944+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>For the bloody first time I've decided to sorta make full use, optimize my university life whenever I'm free or to rather keep people updated of what have been happening. You know, now, everything has to be like well managed, especially time when theres so much of fun being in uni, going out so often because of the sudden gain of freedom after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwVqrmK_A3I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZIRSuQFseN4/s1600-h/Photo-00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117613848789975922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwVqrmK_A3I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZIRSuQFseN4/s320/Photo-00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTLj2K_ArI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qFVwr0RBBCM/s1600-h/Photo-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im sorry for this disturbing picture of Jun and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But im loving it :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTOGmK_AuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jxkWTz8RGMw/s1600-h/Photo-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117441689320882914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTOGmK_AuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jxkWTz8RGMw/s320/Photo-0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jenny and Jun seems tipsy as well after a few drinks at the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTO-GK_AvI/AAAAAAAAABE/3OlfQfj_kkw/s1600-h/brookesuni1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117442642803622642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTO-GK_AvI/AAAAAAAAABE/3OlfQfj_kkw/s320/brookesuni1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to update or whatsoever, I'm now doing Real Estate Management at Oxford Brookes University, had to honestly say that I was very skeptical about the university at first, I had always wanted to go to Reading but I dare dare say that Im not even regretting a single bit of it cause of the people i meet here and seriously the uk education system is r0x0r, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sorta keep things in short, its good in the sense that theres so much space for students to participate in class, the lecturers will not really say no to your answer but perhaps try to view it as you might think. In comparison to the system we get in Malaysia, its all bout stuffing u with bloody answers and expect u to know it at the end of the day and vomit everything from A-Z on judgementday. LECTURES HERE ARE JUST AWESOME; they are so good that I wouldnt even want to skip lectures despite having close to 4-5hrs of sleep and im serious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This looks like a pretty long post for my first time but heck I care, Im having only 2-3 hours a day on average in University, spend most time either in the Climbing Gym or the gym as well as taking, practising breakdancing back again. I'll just post up some pictures and since u know the so frequent heard phrase, a picture is worth a thousand words ; let some of my pictures say some thousand words. Not realising I've already been in University for almost 3 weeks, Im honestly loving every single little bit of it; the people are really friendly, i'd say most of them. I've not seen any Malaysian people yet but yeah I dont really mind. Have a bunch of really funny cool friends in where we hang out really often. &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTQkGK_AxI/AAAAAAAAABU/ibd2Ip4o1gc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117444395150279442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTQkGK_AxI/AAAAAAAAABU/ibd2Ip4o1gc/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRM2K_A0I/AAAAAAAAABs/HQvuacIvt0w/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117445095229948738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRM2K_A0I/AAAAAAAAABs/HQvuacIvt0w/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(my bed ; my wardrobe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRT2K_A1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/vNyT8FG4i60/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117445215489033042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRT2K_A1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/vNyT8FG4i60/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRD2K_AzI/AAAAAAAAABk/QoPGB7rSADs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117444940611126066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTRD2K_AzI/AAAAAAAAABk/QoPGB7rSADs/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTQ7GK_AyI/AAAAAAAAABc/L26eixn7rcU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117444790287270690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTQ7GK_AyI/AAAAAAAAABc/L26eixn7rcU/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(the workplace ; the toilet ; the overall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTS6mK_A2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/HjkhH8oskeU/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117446980720591714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwTS6mK_A2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/HjkhH8oskeU/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, my favourite jacket, knitted sleeve, so friggin comfortable and nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, I'll add more stuff, didnt know blogging is this time consuming, I'd better study. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those in Malaysia or wherever, whenever u might think of dropping by Oxford give me a call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing and Loving you fellas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....JtTt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032267437597761744-159111219746014036?l=trippytsurreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/feeds/159111219746014036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032267437597761744&amp;postID=159111219746014036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/159111219746014036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032267437597761744/posts/default/159111219746014036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippytsurreal.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>TrippyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05785448799842906241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xlmVux4C9fI/RwVqrmK_A3I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZIRSuQFseN4/s72-c/Photo-00081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
