tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9778253956104820092012-02-08T22:21:47.630+08:00something about my life, it all about me,myself and I ... :Pnot so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.comBlogger591100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-54081794802116503852012-02-07T11:41:00.002+08:002012-02-07T11:48:47.318+08:00The Blog has been abandon for a while now...<div><br /></div><div>A worth-while update like this may solve this... for a while, I guess...</div><div><br /></div><div>but I think, I shall Abandon it for a while longer till I available to write something here...</div><div><br /></div><div>So, Thank You fro Dropping By...</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a nice day... People...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keo4ypaxA9Q/TzCezJMFk-I/AAAAAAAAAvU/62mRHVpw3u8/s320/troll%2Bface.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706235329355551714" /></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5408179480211650385?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-73395791535797344082011-09-17T18:58:00.014+08:002011-09-17T19:43:12.105+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xomPUo2R4M/TnR99nEYf1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/hQ9J3wzE_bo/s1600/bored-kitteh.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xomPUo2R4M/TnR99nEYf1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/hQ9J3wzE_bo/s400/bored-kitteh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653281929669672786" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Main Theme for this post...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Word,</div><div style="text-align: center;">BORED !</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, last week or the week before, i and my friends went for an outing to grab a bite at a nearby restaurant called...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwFDeywwG7M/TnR-6H3byII/AAAAAAAAAtA/eUT3L2Cllu8/s400/Old-Town-White-Coffee-Puchong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653282969265883266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and we did take our time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">quite long actually for like 5 hours chatting non-stop..</div><div style="text-align: center;">i can't even recollect what we were talking about...</div><div style="text-align: center;">just ...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cme1y9XmzCA/TnR_iIQBTqI/AAAAAAAAAtI/NP6MpFu88po/s400/photoshop-chatting-logo-website-graphics23.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653283656563773090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but we did had fun time talking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">not crap things but something that make sense...</div><div style="text-align: center;">don't know why i didn't get those picture taken...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and Then...</div><div style="text-align: center;">One week of boredom just fly by...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The second week went for a Futsal session on the weekends...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykFuEXou3sk/TnSAYe3AfxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/M8YbV5Jf0XE/s400/futsal-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653284590345813778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and it was amazing ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just imagine for one week of...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Feeling Bored,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sitting and Warming the Couch and Sofa,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Couch Potato-ing,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but you feel active and want to do something during those lazy times..</div><div style="text-align: center;">and suddenly friends invited to Futsal...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was Fired-Up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">with all the energy i hadn't use for a week and lazing around...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Really had a great time...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">BUT BUT BUT...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The second Fustsal session on the weekdays was really out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">something when wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I kinda score a couple of Own Goals...</div><div style="text-align: center;">then couldn't go and play my position well...</div><div style="text-align: center;">always gave the ball to the opponents...</div><div style="text-align: center;">every time i shot the ball,</div><div style="text-align: center;">it tends to go to the opponents ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">don't know what when wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UcJhU5Mh5Vg/TnSDoBjx1RI/AAAAAAAAAto/sUi9kiBUaRQ/s400/frustration1.png" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">then a small conflict occurred...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">and then it was over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">was really disappointed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vgc1teseag/TnSCI_Y7tUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iu94X0jP0k0/s400/disappointed1.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and then on that week...</div><div style="text-align: center;">another dreadful thing happen...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Crush Expectation...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Heart says it wants to give up...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But there was still hope...</div><div style="text-align: center;">somewhere within ...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpQk_JVM1fQ/TnSDCVDDRgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/VME4u4TiPX4/s400/hope_by_zardo.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and so...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> now i'm back to laze around...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKMnRSvk_Ic/TnSEnCmABtI/AAAAAAAAAtw/LhhR5O7Oz2o/s400/lazy2.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i just hope i don't get to bored till death...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtSBigbULiE/TnSE-X0A4ZI/AAAAAAAAAt4/dzutst25uiU/s400/tv-viewer_couch_potato.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and also don't want to be a couch potato too long...</div><div style="text-align: center;">do you know if you are couch potato for more than one year,</div><div style="text-align: center;">you could bond or have a deep relationship with your Sofa or Couch...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrES8xLESyU/TnSFTUV80GI/AAAAAAAAAuA/dnCWxrlj10E/s400/couch%2Bpotato.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Imagine if only you could build Abs by just Couch Potato-ing..</div><div style="text-align: center;">how beneficial would it be to the Human Race...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5RRXUX7RTY/TnSFuzSCKxI/AAAAAAAAAuI/sQg6r-R06go/s400/couch-potato-workout.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Sometimes, how we wish we could Reverse back in time and correct all the past mistake we made"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and on that Bombshell...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Good Bye Bye.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-7339579153579734408?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-46849645102113485122011-08-28T21:56:00.007+08:002011-08-30T13:40:06.478+08:00Yesterday, went out with few of my High School friends... <div>i guess it's a reunion considering i haven't meet my friend who was in Ipoh after high school...</div><div> <br /></div><div>and another friend who i haven't meet quite a few weeks ago...</div><div> <br /></div><div>and another friends who i haven't meet after the College Semester ends...</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>well basically, since i'm on Holiday, it's time to get together with friends...</div><div>i had to walk like so far...</div><div>and try out new food...</div><div> <br /></div><div>and the most surprising is...</div><div>This is my ever first time going to Pavillion, Kuala Lumpur shopping mall...</div><div>can you believe that ?</div><div>Omg !</div><div>WoW...</div><div> <br /></div><div>anyway, manage to get some pictures taken...</div><div>so here goes...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PoI265QhrJw/TlxxhbdJ7DI/AAAAAAAAArQ/g_9KFaKugAw/s200/27082011407.jpg" /> </div><div>Trying on some Hats at Forever 21, i guess...</div><div>Another thing about this place is that,</div><div>when i enter into Forever 21,</div><div>i felt like a "kampung boy", literally...</div><div>because this place was for those rich people and people who came there were like wearing high-fashion-level clothing...</div><div>and my clothes which i had on was like outdated...</div><div>felt so embarrassed...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVu8_fAwy9A/TlxxhkoapSI/AAAAAAAAArY/3sKFZmWRX8g/s200/27082011411.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GMXUAyZeV08/Tlxxgwg7dcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Igs-I6u-kpg/s200/27082011409.jpg" /></div><div>For the first time in my life, i eat Sushi at a sushi restaurant. can't remember the name...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43Xhv7TCvO8/TlxxhC_SNzI/AAAAAAAAArA/62Be0OTmG4M/s200/27082011413.jpg" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRw7dKZLoPk/TlxxhWKnHCI/AAAAAAAAArI/lC13Ykf-LYY/s200/27082011419.jpg" /></div><div>i really look like a rocket in the other picture...</div><div>didn't know they had Tokyo Street at Pavillion...</div><div>i'm seriously blur...</div><div>cause it's my first time there...</div><div>i was like opening my mouth like "WoW" when i enter Pavillion and kept looking around like a lost tourist...</div><div> <br /></div><div>But, </div><div>Got to really check this out...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCSV_arBd4k/Tlx26jdTGsI/AAAAAAAAAsY/VtgJL5JB_fI/s400/27082011416.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NwtKYz86OQk/Tlx26QzjzII/AAAAAAAAAsQ/2hidECCOFVY/s400/27082011415.jpg" /></div><div>Picture with wash out colour...</div><div>forgot to change the settings...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S5WYqBVvY8/Tlx26_77FeI/AAAAAAAAAso/LVoVB64CKzc/s400/27082011427.jpg" /></div><div>i don't even know where does this staircase lead to...</div><div>probably it's like the Harry Potter wall where it would take you to another world...</div><div>or maybe a staircase leading to Heaven...</div><div>Who knows ?</div><div> <br /></div><div>Finally...</div><div>this is one of the picture i took from my phone...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wrUi5SzC30/Tlx05YPdBiI/AAAAAAAAAsI/RsiDIbu-EFM/s400/27082011426.jpg" /></div><div>I was like "Whoa" (with my mouth open wide) when i took this picture...</div><div> <br /></div><div>haiz...</div><div>but in order to get there...</div><div>it's like a really long Massive Traffic Jam...</div><div>right from Chow Kit to Pavillion Parking spot...</div><div>this is what i hate about KL...</div><div> <br /></div><div>but had a good time outing with friends and a Tired Leg...</div><div>so...</div><div>that's all to it...</div><div>Bye.</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4684964510211348512?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-60637277076865709402011-08-25T21:12:00.015+08:002011-08-25T23:03:05.646+08:00well...<div>it's been a long time, my invisible buddies to meet you all again...</div><div>it's been a long time, once again, i updated my bl0g....</div><div>so this is the log for the event for last few days...</div><div> <br /></div><div>A word of Caution, there will be many picture posted for this post...</div><div>I guess...</div><div>so, Let's begin, shall we ?</div><div> <br /></div><div>i 'had' to sit for my Exam Papers...</div><div>As a sayings goes,</div><div>" No one wants to study actually. Everyone just want to get a Diploma Certificate in Something and That is all to it "</div><div> <br /></div><div>I had to like compress all the Lecture and Tutorial notes into my Human Brain...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqm_q5SlkQg/TlZK4F7QV7I/AAAAAAAAApI/hBWG4hzQcwU/s200/Accounting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644781510479337394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px; " /></div><div> <br /></div><div>and that was not easy...</div><div> <br /></div><div>Many Question begin to pop-out in my mind...</div><div>Many unsolved riddle to be answered...</div><div>at the eleventh hour...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QEaDTokrPo/TlZLVTTy4cI/AAAAAAAAApQ/gBnDEz3BF-M/s200/question.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>i was like ARGH !</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eVhFndYERhQ/TlZdeC1JhdI/AAAAAAAAApY/QmQQ2wbnD7o/s200/argh.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>I need answers !</div><div>Stress begin it's work...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55R5I3Hb0xk/TlZd1FbeV_I/AAAAAAAAApg/xh0h6qV2K9g/s200/stress%2Bcat.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>felt like my head was going to blow off...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TgtJzgzEjo/TlZeUySc-dI/AAAAAAAAApo/UjbYPDPxb3s/s200/stress.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>then i try to memorize all the lecture, tutorial notes and stuff like within a week...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfxUDIrWE-o/TlZe0PPnVwI/AAAAAAAAApw/zq1LDwXgrGg/s200/woman_studying.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>Epic Fail ! </div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ7WGW6OTCE/TlZfMhFirVI/AAAAAAAAAp4/4-7EV41l3_E/s200/epic_fail3.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>and during the exam, all the student was like...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iz5-Q8otWg/TlZgD6b8m4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/JAV9_5fvQ00/s200/final-exams.jpeg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>and i was like this...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiz7r03-60w/TlZgf0-WjGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/LgNVoIe3vPs/s200/exam-stress-200.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>but i never gave up...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIYoukHSVXE/TlZhAVRoTkI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ock2jFaEiTc/s200/never-never-give-up.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>'I'm a survivor yo' ...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVqrrSfGWwY/TlZhOmP-thI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9FSq1T-5pI0/s200/nevergiveup.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>but i was disappointed with a paper...</div><div>cause i had a good tutor and he made me very interested in the subject...</div><div>i could understand the tutor methods very well rather than i did listening to the lecture who just read from the notes.... </div><div>I could have done that by myself...</div><div>really didn't feel satisfied with that paper...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xpnigB39BsM/TlZiYulrkhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/sBbdv8xmzcI/s200/disappointed-cat-is-disappoint-23393-1252295716-93.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>well, i have to strive harder for this subject...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7fvxF-G0qkw/TlZi35K3ItI/AAAAAAAAAqo/rj6NZUNkaZM/s200/strivelogo.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>and study smart...</div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TykftWhjGLw/TlZjM0WgbOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/VofebI0SwwI/s200/study%2Bhard.jpg" /></div><div> <br /></div><div>and so, it's still not a holiday for me but to do some reading and exercise about this paper i'm disappointed ...</div><div>so, i have a few days off...</div><div>for now...</div><div>and then, going to do some studying....</div><div> <br /></div><div>well, that's it folks..</div><div>hope you had a 'good time' wasting your time , reading this post..</div><div>Muahahaha....</div><div> <br /></div><div>Until the next post,</div><div>see yea'll..</div><div>&gt;</div><div> <br /></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6063727707686570940?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-29986331793359381592011-07-24T00:56:00.010+08:002011-07-24T02:04:53.295+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span">haiz... Celebrity World...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span">i'm seriously disappointed with what is happening with the people today...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">some people take it as a joke...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">some like to gamble with it like they are living their life in casino...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">some just for the fame and publicity...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">why can't they take it seriously ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">why can't they be tolerance towards each other ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">why can't they love each other ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">why can't they be - " and they live happily ever after "</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Y ? Y ? Y ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">isn't this what the 'agreement for life' is all about ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; ">" I, ____, take you, ____, to be my (husband/wife). I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life. I, ____, take you, ____, for my lawful (husband/wife), to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. "</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "><blockquote><p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">" Groom: I,____, take thee,_____, to my lawful wedded Wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth.</p></blockquote><blockquote><p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; ">Bride: I,_____, take thee,_____, to my lawful wedded Husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, cherish, and to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obedience" title="Obedience" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; ">obey</a>, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth. "</p><p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><br /></p></blockquote></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">i'm actually referring to this day Celebrity Break-Up... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">just read the website for the news or Google about it...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">From facebook, status " Married " to " Divorce " ...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">i heard this song from Muse about Divorce...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">imagine what would their children have felt ?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">just read the following lyrics... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">Muse - Escape</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><b><i>You would say anything<br />And you would try anything<br />To escape your meaningless<br />And your insignificance </i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><b><i><br />You're uncontrollable<br />And we are unloveable<br />And I don't want you to think that I care<br />I never would, I never could again </i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><b><i><br />Why can't you just love her<br />And why be such a monster<br />You bully from a distance<br />Your brain needs some assistance </i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="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-size: 0.8em; "> Lyrics from: </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="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-size: 0.8em; ">htp://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/muse/escape_20096945.html ]</span> </span></i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">But I'll still take all the blame </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">'Cause you and me are both one and the same </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">And it's driving me mad </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;">And it's driving me mad </span></span></i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><b><i><br />I'll take back all the things that I said<br />I didn't realise I was talking to the living dead<br />And I don't want you to think that I care<br />I never would, I never could again </i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><b><i><br />You would say anything<br />And you would try anything<br />To escape your meaningless<br />And your insignificance</i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">if you can understand the meaning of the lyrics...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">it's about how a child felt because of his parents divorce...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">split between two love one...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">either pick one...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">and then when they get married again to another person...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; ">what would the child feel ?</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">and this Celebrity are, for some, a role model to the society but not all...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">some people might just follow it...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">and says that it's the latest fashion...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">Wow... very "nice"...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">what's going with the people on this world ???</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;">Haiz...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-2998633179335938159?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-61524991625150233602011-07-09T19:30:00.013+08:002011-07-09T19:56:27.566+08:00Yo...<br /><div><div><div><div>welcome, welcome...</div><div>another day...</div><div>another activities...</div><div><br /></div><div>today, don't know what's up with all the illegal or illegal gathering somewhere in KL...</div><div>my and my old timers went out because it's an un-official public holiday...</div><div>read the news, people, to find out about the unofficial holiday...</div><div><br /></div><div>so, basically...</div><div>a nice morning 'mamak' session...</div><div>a few games ...</div><div>and jokes and stories of the high school days...</div><div><br /></div><div>some say...</div><div>a picture paints a thousand words...</div></div><div><br /></div></div><div> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfckwgqIWpE/Thg_XeTwjfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/PXx7MVOJ3lY/s200/09072011330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627317406904913394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXJg2yDM89U/Thg_XeZ_ONI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Vw2RN12me5Q/s200/09072011333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627317406931040466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFzlPFCSoDw/Thg_XumIwLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/MQXwKuoeiVc/s200/09072011334.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627317411276964018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-grFOcMXFu-c/Thg_XmfZCOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/HlxLzJ9LerA/s200/09072011335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627317409101187298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTOi-nJ0zdI/Thg_YM43_ZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/p0896BPlXNA/s200/09072011340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627317419408620946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6MqC2xtsYTM/ThhAPSYTnUI/AAAAAAAAAog/XB5n7zQzI-s/s200/09072011346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627318365775437122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZwhg8R4CeM/ThhAPh3fF-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YYjmN5lh10c/s200/09072011349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627318369932744674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grZndd6zh7k/ThhAPyRdjpI/AAAAAAAAAow/d0g8xG6X1sM/s200/09072011355.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627318374336663186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gQU2j--70z8/ThhAQG7ZDkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_R4JaCCnJ4k/s200/09072011357.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627318379881238082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> </div></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Reunion of high school mates just brings back wonderful memories during those times in high school...those worry free days...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >what a day... :D</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6152499162515023360?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-48639463800398441202011-07-08T22:50:00.004+08:002011-07-08T23:34:48.097+08:00was under pressure to update this blog by a few people... =P<div>so here goes...</div><div><br /></div><div>times has been flying to fast already...</div><div>too fast that i always regretted what i should have done yesterday...</div><div>too fast that i should have study earlier, knowing that each day brings me closer to my last semester exam...</div><div>too fast that i'm too preoccupied with so many things...</div><div>too fast till i myself can 't realise that it's going to fast...</div><div>being in LaLa-Land for a while already, building castle in the air...</div><div><br /></div><div>it's just going to fast...</div><div><br /></div><div>sometimes i wish, i could turn back time and go back to my Form one secondary school...</div><div>sometimes i wish, i could turn back time when my first semester started in college...</div><div>sometimes i wish, i could turn back time and put more effort into my studies and score...</div><div><br /></div><div>and always end up doing things last minute... its's always the eleventh hour..</div><div><br /></div><div>had coursework this past couple of week and also assignments to be completed...</div><div>college life is seriously not easy...</div><div>and Principle of Auditing lecturer says, this only a Quarter of the struggle...</div><div>when you enter working life, it's more difficult....</div><div>life is really not easy and sometime unfair...</div><div><br /></div><div>but each day brings new challenges and we have to preserve to each obstacle thrown at us...</div><div>well, i am still alive...</div><div>so i guess, i did handle it well...</div><div>even though i do regret some things that i did in the past...</div><div>but past is past...</div><div>so let us look forward to the future....</div><div>and stand tall...</div><div><br /></div><div>so, Cheers my friends...</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s : there is a chance this is all just a bullshit post... :D</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4863946380039844120?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-31049114557355489552011-05-24T22:22:00.004+08:002011-05-24T22:47:30.589+08:00yo,<div>well, regarding the title, it means, life after college semester break...</div><div>i always write an interesting title but maybe a lame blog post...</div><div>so, if you would just bear with me, then read on...</div><div>if otherwise, i guess you know where to exit...</div><div>( well if you really have no idea how to exit, just press the X button on the top of your browser with the mouse pointer )...</div><div><br /></div><div>anyway,</div><div>been very busy right now...</div><div>and this so happens to be my last semester for diploma....</div><div>meaning after this, there are two choices ...</div><div>'by the gallows'</div><div> or</div><div>'pursue forward till the last breath'</div><div><br /></div><div>just recently went to KLCC to TGV Cinema to watch Pirates of the Caribbean...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFjtxAB39vE/TdvBgkUMyrI/AAAAAAAAAk0/iJPsydf0pM4/s320/Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-On-Stranger-Tides1-575x323.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610290526068460210" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>it was kinda interesting but it wasn't as interesting as the previous sequel, 1,2,3...</div><div>but still, it was good movie...</div><div>Rating 7/10...</div><div><br /></div><div>College.</div><div>attend all the lecture from Group A, B, C lectures even though i belong to group B lecture... ( i know, kinda crazy right but don't you get the feeling that you wasted your time to attend only one tutorial class a day ? i feel it is so wasted that i spend my 9-5 hours in college daily )</div><div>a hard-working guy you think ?</div><div>well, sort off...</div><div><br /></div><div>during college days, i have been spending most of my free time on the first week of the semester in Jusco shopping mall with my friends for the arcade game section...</div><div>this people are like so wanting to win the stuff in the arcade...</div><div>just look at the photo's...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cEMQmW-6kU/TdvDi1IZgjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bejGifQTYfM/s320/12052011282.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610292763965358642" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw7embuTqmc/TdvDjyuWonI/AAAAAAAAAlc/WXy2kFTVqrk/s320/12052011281.jpg" /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RpzDD0ujCc/TdvDjqboNgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kNG7uzW9f4Q/s320/12052011280.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ciRhL9MGdc/TdvDi0vIhvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/njFZi6oZs-o/s320/12052011283.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2r1sEEAgv2U/TdvDjA4Q87I/AAAAAAAAAlM/F1FjFRK9IKM/s320/12052011279.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>and there you go...</div><div>i'm seriously wasting my time to much already...</div><div>should do something more beneficial during free time...</div><div><br /></div><div>and that's all for today, folks...</div><div>drop by next time for anything that happens to be posted here...</div><div>see-yall...</div><div>...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3104911455735548955?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-8536052907924849332011-05-14T16:34:00.009+08:002011-05-14T18:41:11.351+08:00yo,<div>this post is going to be a long post...</div><div>so hold on to your lunches people... XD</div><div><br /></div><div>Continuation from the previous post, </div><div>after saturday... nothing much to say here...</div><div>after Sunday church service... normal day....</div><div>Monday...</div><div>Tuesday...</div><div><br /></div><div>Wednesday..., on this day my friends invited me to watch a movie at Wangsa Walk but it turns out the movie is starts at 9pm till midnight and they stated that the time in the paper was a mistake which was supposed to be at 3.30pm. So, my friend went and argue with the counter guy to see the manager. That counter guy called the manager and then he told us that the manager is in a meeting. What a coincident... So, we went to KLCC cinema instead and watch Fast and Furious 5 ... </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fctwUKISmo/Tc5Ekz2ASFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/22QExmIFd0k/s400/FastFive.jpg" /> </div><div><br /></div><div>with Dwayne johnson... <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Du0sbcBM0/Tc5ElfwdZPI/AAAAAAAAAik/lfnROPstn5k/s400/fast-five-fast-and-furious-5-2011-19874-1179204679.jpg" /> </div><div><br /></div><div>and Vin Diesel ...<img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_-LaIDCsx4/Tc5ElPIAJNI/AAAAAAAAAic/aqgL3gtEnXA/s400/fastandthefurious4_5_m.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>in this High Pack Action Serious, Adrenaline Drooling movie. There you have it...! i have said that in words to picture how awesome this movies is. No wonder it was #1 movie in the USA... <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5aVI_Fn78I/Tc5ElCfrz-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/It6Mn9VkoBI/s400/fast_five-535x309.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>i rate the movie a 9.5/10 with it's action plus humour in all of the action of the actor and actress...</div><div>but i love the scene when the Big Duo had their fight... that was like watching WWF in Cinema... </div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ASTnq9KXAQ/Tc5ElgGpr4I/AAAAAAAAAis/FYBU8np1Jrc/s400/fast-and-furious-5.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>and this guy is really a cool guy... <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbId6PNK3nU/Tc5HA9Lj_oI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wJitK_Cfi0g/s400/Cal-Gadot-and-Sung-Kang-in-Fast-Five_gallery_primary.jpg" /></div><div>i mean the guy . His acting was like superb and the way how he tries to get the girl attention, above...</div><div>and...</div><div>This is what the guys have to say about the movie... </div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKDmVrLfqWo/Tc5HpYgRCiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/W71EfJHKI5s/s400/04052011244.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>while we were having lunch, i took a picture of KLCC view... </div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TqweLLZTP4U/Tc5HplabetI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3H30WmDKfT4/s400/04052011241.jpg" /> </div><div>and this...</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-F0cnPinQw/Tc5Hp88UjlI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zbD0sjon2C4/s400/04052011242.jpg" /> </div><div>nice view isn't ?</div><div><br /></div><div>Went back home, exhausted and sleep like a baby...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thursday, Friday pass by...</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday, went to my friend Official Birthday Party ... </div><div>i will let the picture do all the talking... </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bl0WnQAFMdc/Tc5JdVbyvjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/-iGvZSqhNDI/s320/07052011252.jpg" /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6po0P-oJlg4/Tc5JdoU9R8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/ccyJduiH-Jo/s320/07052011255.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PityECuQC1E/Tc5JdqeYJpI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IppXrEEeFaw/s320/07052011256.jpg" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezT82q6qZFc/Tc5Jd2BqoHI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nLelnNSOGOk/s320/07052011257.jpg" /> </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cBAVtaHvu4I/Tc5WNdISy-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/Kte8bxibwyQ/s320/07052011259.jpg" /> They call themselves ' The Macha Gang'... </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi_-MEx7keM/Tc5XAnVeFtI/AAAAAAAAAkk/D8GyVV8fFd0/s320/07052011269.jpg" /> This guy just happen to doze off during the party...XD</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WW0WW5B1q_k/Tc5XAgAcC-I/AAAAAAAAAks/U6er3EO_9j0/s320/07052011271.jpg" /> "apa tengok-tengok tu ?"</div><div><br /></div><div>and so, had like tons of fun barbeque-ing some chicken meat and duck meat... </div><div>and had wonderful dinner at his house ...</div><div>straight went home, sleep... zZzZz</div><div><br /></div><div>Sunday, went to church and hours just pass by...</div><div>Monday, started new semester in college ... </div><div>first week of lecture was not so good...</div><div>somehow the subject seems so boring and everyone is building castle in the air... </div><div>some just slept off...</div><div><br /></div><div>to be continue...</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-853605290792484933?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-50155898693153873042011-04-26T17:08:00.009+08:002011-05-14T18:40:51.553+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span">so...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">it was a last Friday we celebrate Good Friday and on Sunday, Easter...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">going to church on Good Friday and Easter was a wonderful experience...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">that Friday, after Church service in the afternoon ends, my friend invited me to attend his birthday party, had a good meal of Domino's Pizza and gulp down tins of Coca Cola. I even learn how to play 21 card game and joking around about some guy who drives a 'kap-cai' bike like Harley Davidson Bike and talk about the latest games and stuff. When it comes about a Online game, i'm usually not in sight except when it comes to Maplestory and Left for Dead....</span></div><div><br /></div><div>then came Saturday...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">the same guys who i was with on Friday night said they wanted to go Berjaya Times Square and invited me along. So, i tag along. went to game arcade and just watch people play. my another friends from Segi College who is from India challenge me to see who can get the highest score in the Punching-the-Sponge and also The-Hammer. Whoa, i just realise my punch is 97km/h but there is a guy who almost reach 200km/h. This guy from India had the funny Italian Accent. it was kinda funny hearing him speak. Then, watch Rio the movie at the cinema...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQKvI871jvM/TbaPghuAiOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gjsI81RRICw/s320/Rio-Movie-Poster1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599820975651719394" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cAch-1Eyidk/TbaPgri7K0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/mwGAAIp53Do/s320/Rio-2011-Movie-Rio-and-Linda.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599820978289584962" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2PrT2pOs4g/TbaPhJqU57I/AAAAAAAAAhU/VfZXsf7nXn8/s320/rio-posters.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599820986373695410" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">actually, the movie was not that interesting because it was like you know what's going to happen. so i will rate 6.5/10 but don't watch it in 3D. it was rubbish the 3D i tell you. wasted my 20 bucks for that. should have just go and watch Limitless but i definitely going to watch Thor. The trailer was awesome.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Later, back home i was seriously worn out from all the walking in Times Square and now i'm broke... Great, just great. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">a month a go, i was tagged in my Tadika album...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">i really don't miss those days though cause i was kinda foolish and dumb at times...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7QZlWEGTUYw/Tbac9yIAISI/AAAAAAAAAhc/lmJvOKwe2zw/s200/24128_1170723247877_1821887573_313294_4209127_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599835771923079458" /></div><div><br /></div><div>if u can spot me, spot me... the guy beside me on the right is my best buddy whose birthday i celebrated on Friday... just look at the difference from then and now...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6KRWmZC7ow/Tbadh1UBGGI/AAAAAAAAAhk/KaLUTc9_Ijk/s200/208771_1839806988182_1030748613_1976367_5972306_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599836391254071394" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">what do i meant by foolish thing during those days was like this...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">on one beautiful morning as usual, i woke up by Dad who literally sprinkle some water on me from the toilet tap to wake me up because i never wake up when my Mom or Dad yell 'Wake Up' because i was really in a deep sleep and i don't know why and then my dad went back to sleep. I dressed up, comb my hair, put on blanket of powder on my face, eat breakfast and freshen up. i took my my bag and hurriedly when out to wait for the bus on the main road in front of my house. i waited for quite a long time and then my mom said 'son, i don't see anyone dressing up in school uniform or a school bus' when she was awake and people was in the car looking and laughing at me for a reason i don't know why. Then only i realize it was public holiday and i ran into the house covered in shame. From that day onwards, i would always call my friend in the morning to ask him if today the school was open... i know, blur case right ? but it was kinda funny to look back at those foolish things and many other things i don't want tell .</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">well, i guess you would be LOL-ing, ROFL-ing and LMAO-ing,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">so, enough of laugh for a day...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">see you all next time, somewhere...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5015589869315387304?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-85469352169746467272011-04-25T14:39:00.003+08:002011-04-25T14:51:05.778+08:00<div>yo people...<br /><div>been busy this couple of days with Good Friday, Easter Celebration in church and outing with friends... </div></div><div><br /></div><div>will update this blog later...</div><div>so tired...</div><div>until the next blog post, bye...</div><div><br /></div><div>leaving you with a picture of a comedy show, The Three Stooges...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ukJbNlM76w/TbUZTyj3rjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/YfUn80aE1uw/s1600/Watch-The-Three-Stooges-Show-Online-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ukJbNlM76w/TbUZTyj3rjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/YfUn80aE1uw/s320/Watch-The-Three-Stooges-Show-Online-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599409539485511218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px; " /></a> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWHb5P_cOfU/TbUZTmt0-1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/AldStYY6hxw/s320/The-Three-Stooges.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599409536306051922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ukJbNlM76w/TbUZTyj3rjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/YfUn80aE1uw/s1600/Watch-The-Three-Stooges-Show-Online-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><br /></div><div> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv3d6wZ0308/TbUZTiG53aI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QhLKuIIq4fY/s1600/1223257887_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv3d6wZ0308/TbUZTiG53aI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QhLKuIIq4fY/s320/1223257887_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599409535069052322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><br /></div><div>LOL ROFL LMAO... XD</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8546935216974646727?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-74610641473270136332011-04-19T15:58:00.002+08:002011-04-19T16:06:37.951+08:00so, exam is over...<div><br /><div>Quantitative paper is seriously tough due to the lack of time but i'm just praying that i will pass consider i did kinda last minute studying on Sunday because i was out to PC Fair on Saturday and i never study on that day...</div><div><br /></div></div><div>woke up at 12 pm today,</div><div>and now wasting time on the laptop...</div><div>want a new phone cause i now realize how much i hate touch screen...</div><div>got a new optical mouse but not a new mouse pad, using a paper as a mouse pad and it doesn't move around swiftly...</div><div>so, new mouse pad too...</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm bored...</div><div>need to study for next semester paper to pass time...</div><div><br /></div><div>And have you realize that time is really moving super fast ?</div><div>if you don't believe me, set your alarm one hour ahead of the current time and just wait for one hour to pass by....</div><div>you will realize it when the alarm rings...</div><div><br /></div><div>heard it was due to the earthquake happening around the world that cause the earth to shift the axis making the world spin a lot faster than usual...</div><div>making sense ? hmm...</div><div><br /></div><div>anyway,</div><div>going to watch The Three Stooges...</div><div>tod-loo...</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-7461064147327013633?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-31121364397012285812011-04-16T22:08:00.008+08:002011-04-17T00:17:46.280+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span">well, today, after a tiring period of exam papers being written down on, i manage to hang out with a few friends even though i have still one more paper to write on, BMS !!! LOL ...</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">it was fun going again with old time friends from tadika and few other 'tech-crazy-gadget' friends...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">but at the same time, i was freaking tired waling from here to somewhere... i wonder those girls who love shopping so much, they never complaint. Respect.</span></div><div>anyhow, the picture...</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PsF_TbnqaEk/TamkCdGHobI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bgksdWLIfgA/s200/16042011190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596184374061539762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x9IpoloStxw/TamkCyUjzdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/J6sSW1DInd8/s200/16042011193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596184379759250898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAgyx2VjMJU/TamkChgm6rI/AAAAAAAAAdU/I-G3FQpo124/s200/16042011192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596184375246383794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ytp8KQ2djKE/TamkC8hY-FI/AAAAAAAAAdk/dnobzItl0Zg/s200/16042011194.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596184382497421394" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix_EJZGIVqU/TamkCQSYzlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/138ghgtVJfk/s200/16042011191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596184370623336018" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">that's all about the post of PC Fair... so tired to even blog about it.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">good thing i didn't go for a Futsal session, if not, my leg would just fall apart...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">until next time... bye.</span></div><div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3112136439701228581?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-6072343474138992552011-04-06T14:58:00.002+08:002011-04-06T15:08:42.619+08:00love the design i applied to the blog...<div>love the water drop on the mirror screen...</div><div>love the muse wallpaper new album The Resistance...</div><div><br /></div><div>well, life as always, it's not perfect again...</div><div>things i wanted to get in life always seems to always just slip away from my life, always...<br />should have studied but i ended up waking in the afternoon and now wasting my time, again...</div><div>my next paper is this friday but i'm still not doing anything... </div><div>should have wake up early in the morning and head over to college library to study... failed ! XD</div><div>and still i'm, surviving as a student and not wanting to give up in life and in my studies...</div><div>so off to study, i am and will be back for a little blog post later on...</div><div><br /></div><div>Later,,,</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-607234347413899255?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-51838334279683209552010-08-20T17:18:00.002+08:002010-08-20T17:21:58.768+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >haiz... it's been quite long since i landed on this site....</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >well, i don't have the mood to blog already...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >but but but,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >i'm expecting people to blog so that i don't get bored... XP</span></div><div><br /></div><div>follow me on twitter... it's my mini blog for now... <a href="http://twitter.com/tjraj">http://twitter.com/tjraj</a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >i think that's all i want to say...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >so,</span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >so long... :)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5183833427968320955?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-81801676658721981202010-04-13T21:35:00.002+08:002010-04-13T21:51:21.825+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">yo...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">hello again...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">finally the short semester is coming to an end but go to go through the exam...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">yesterday just completed my resit paper quantitative studies....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">do you know the symptoms of sitting for this paper ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> you get a terrible headache</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> you will be so filled with tension </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> you stomach wants food and it's roaring all the time</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> stomach acid rise up to your heart, causing all lot of discomfort </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> you body is shivering all over even when you are writing down the answer</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> the lack of time produce stress</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> the fear of resiting this paper if you fail to complete 4 question</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">and last but not least...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">> going through all this symptoms again if you fail...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">this is how hard the paper is because there are 6 question but you have to do 4 question in two hours which may seems a lot but actually drawing all the table and graph takes up all the time...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">and also not forgetting my friend had a very bad gastric pain... i gave her some sort of ENO to relieve the pain but she act like a kid saying the medicine taste like salt and don't want to finish the salty drink... i can't stop laughing at her even though i know it's wrong but i really can't stop it.. sorry kris... XD</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">man...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">what a day it was...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">i just pray that i won't resit that paper...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so now just hanging out at home and facebook till next paper... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">bye...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8180167665872198120?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-64548357405502084802010-04-02T00:01:00.002+08:002010-04-02T00:12:13.094+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">hey unseen people, </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">sorry for long break...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">but semester 3 is so short, even 24 hours is not enough to do things i want to do..</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">man, this semester, i am so tense with a lot of things in my mind...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">i have two papers to resit, which involves calculation, which i really hate....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">and another business paper that is kinda though...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">i realise that our life is a drama and God must be enjoy watching every moment of our life, whether we do good or wrong or just having a bad day....</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;">this short semester really suck... i just wish time can go faster but i haven't revise all my subject and exam is really near the corner... and people is still looking at me like 'when is he ever going to pick up' and they also will be some people who is pulling me down with their words...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">i wish i was smarter and the same time enjoying life but it seems that only one task only can be done at a time....</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">well, time is running so fast and short... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">its time to hit the books, Maybe,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">it's bye for now...</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6454835740550208480?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-18322252420566381092010-02-26T22:50:00.002+08:002010-02-26T23:10:08.770+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">well...</span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">first week of semester 3 just pass by leaving six weeks of torture to go...</span></div></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">just started semester 3, i'm in a new class. i change from my previous group to another group for some reason and so, my previous group is so missing me especially a girl in my previous group who when she sees me, she will say she miss me and another one calling me "traitor" just because i change to another group... haiz ~~</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">started to adapt to my new class with my close friends and friends i don't know... first day i feel very awkward cause my previous group is very energetic. when the tutor ask them a question, someone sure give the answer but this new group, when the tutor ask a question, all of them are lips-sealed-shut... all i can hear is the sound of the fan and the air-con when the tutor ask a question to the student... </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">besides that, the semester is for six weeks only yet the assignments is flooding in... so little time with limited resources and there is this assignment where we have to play a game and apply it's theory in business life... wow... i just wish that all the subject could be like this, play a game and score high marks for that subject...XD</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">well, i guess that will be it for now...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">till later post...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">bye...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-1832225242056638109?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-52391512407491635112010-02-02T21:47:00.002+08:002010-02-02T21:59:26.008+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">yo people,</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">sorry for the very late post....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">trying to get a hang of this laptop keyboard, you know when you switch from a desktop to a laptop, it make typing difficult especially the old version laptop. that right... it's a second hand but i'm just glad that i have one that is still working... now i just need to buy a fan for this... it's like cooling a nuclear power plant...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">anyways, my exam is over, well weeks ago and now i'm in my holiday season which is pretty boring cause i got nothing interesting things to do everyday. i love going to college because you get to study something and meet your friends... holidays, you just stuck at home with your ass glued to the chair and your eyes staring at the computer,facebook-ing....bored.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">anyways, i just started to watch The Cosby Show and you guys and girls should watch this family comedy. it's damn hilarious to watch...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">so now, just waiting for the holiday to end and trying to read a book, hopefully....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">and am praying to God for my last semester result...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">now back to trying-to-read-a-book</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">bye....</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5239151240749163511?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-35011286636228309112010-01-14T14:13:00.002+08:002010-01-14T14:16:55.345+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">whoa, </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">English is my a-must score subject...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">did it in time and also got time to relax...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">sure A+, A, A-</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Next IOM papers...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Saturday...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">I'm so worried about ITS paper...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">please be easy ITS ... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3501128663622830911?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-44493890088432238482010-01-07T12:25:00.002+08:002010-01-07T12:27:27.372+08:00exam is drawing near... a few couple of days to go... must study hard as possible and achieve good results and hence, ask my dad a present for me... a big one.... XD<div><br /></div><div>blog haven't updated yet...maybe after exam....</div><div><br /></div><div>sorry...</div><div><br /></div><div>bb...</div><div><br /></div><div>^^</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4449389008843223848?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-83886606093188873842009-12-19T15:17:00.002+08:002009-12-19T15:21:09.339+08:00i will be right back after i'm done with christmas caroling and more christmas stuff...<div><br /></div><div>until then,</div><div><br /></div><div>just stop by at my twitter page to see wat's going on lately... thanks...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://twitter.com/tjraj">http://twitter.com/tjraj</a></div><div><br /></div><div>bye....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8388660609318887384?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-83007593902655278642009-11-23T16:24:00.003+08:002009-11-23T16:36:54.758+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">is it just me or is time really going too fast ?</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">to me, after the year 2000, i feel that time just fly by so fast that when the day comes to the end, you realise that how fast i live today...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">in other words, we got older faster than we thought...OMG</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">maybe time is running fast because it knows it's coming to the end of the world, perhaps ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">i should really go and watch 2012... people say the movie is amazing...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">i have read somewhere that when you are happy, time pass by fast and when you are sad, time goes slow...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">so should we all be sad ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">'nah' bullshit...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">be happy always...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">i'm now running out of time always and 24 hours is just not enough.. i need more...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">~~</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8300759390265527864?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-71548825187543541452009-11-23T00:56:00.004+08:002009-11-23T01:09:09.889+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">y do some people just have to control someone and that people think themselves as a big Queen of bitches ... ?</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">i hate this kind of people but i have them in my high school life and now in college and also other places...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">why can't they just be friendly to everyone ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">if i fight , they will fight back... so i have to follow my mom advices to smile and just shut up... i have never like this method but when you ignore this kind of people, they will tend to be irritated with you and so, hence i have to agree with my mom method of shutting the person ass mouth....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">sometimes, life is never complete or fun if they are not here cause the proud and arrogant shall be put to shame...and it will be fun to see them shut up and respect you ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">quoted from the bible... not sure but i think it's in proverbs...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">so that's it...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">(~_~t)"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-7154882518754354145?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-11153090079885221882009-11-19T02:13:00.002+08:002009-11-19T04:07:08.607+08:00wow, never thought my day would end up like this...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;">anyways, i was waiting a the bus stop to take the bus and heading to college when my high school friend pass by and later reverse and offer me a ride to college. i was rather excited cause he was driving the new mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X and because i have never been in a new car like the lancer, so i got in the car and WHOA, it was so spacious. and as we were talking about the car, he ask me whether i know how fast the car would and i replied let's give it a try. he floored the gas pedal and instantly we were so close behind a MyVi car, and the lady who was driving the car, turn to the other lane and giving us space a.k.a respect. i didn't realise that he was driving a 140 km/h after just a 4 seconds... i was stunned.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">according to the news i got from top gear, the lancer can go from 0-60mph in lust less than 5 seconds... so just imagine how powerful the engine...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">and well the fun ended when i was in college. his car was like the high class kind of car in the college because the biggest car so far i have seen is a honda accord... so every eyes was on this lancer...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">anyway, thank him for the one million-dollar-ride and my mind was solely thinking about how would it be if i had one of those lancer but 'neeh', how long will take me to get one and will it be suitable for malaysian kind of serious madness traffic jams... </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">i think that's why i was experiencing a massive headache today in the evening maybe due to the sitting-in-the-lancer-at 140km/h part...XD mayeb my brain just couldn't take that kind of speed because in malaysia foolish traffic jams....</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">the rest went as usual... i'm am now wide awake from 1 am to 4 am..not sure whether i'm going to wake up for tomorrow class...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">so,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">so long....</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/funny_513.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-1115309007988522188?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-17895054462876470942009-11-16T13:18:00.002+08:002009-11-16T13:34:49.510+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Monday...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">You are such a pain in the ass...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">i hate mondays ... don't know why i hate or is it just that my mom cooks fish curry on monday and i hate fish curry...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">the smell just stinks to my nose...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">but i have to eat it cause it's got protein...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">why do the food we hate has more vitamins or stuff ... ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">anyways. once again i was late for ITS class after absent for three times, almost got barred from exam... but the teacher was kind of satisfy that i came...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">i don't understand our IOM teacher, the way she speaks...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">in every word or sentences, she must nod her head or must 'yeah har'</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">for example ;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"> teacher : u all fail IOM first coursework ( not to say fail but all or mostly got average marks )... ' yeah ' , so u must 'yeah' study hard for the next coursework, 'yeah' 'alright' ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">this is what she says commonly...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">it's like she has spits in her throat , having a hard time to swallow it...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">anyway's sorry for not blogging... so tired writing so long blogs...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so now it's a everyday short kind of blog...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">so , until the bye...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_you_know_how_we_do.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; 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"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">this is the best part of the post... our ME ( economics ) is kind of emotional lecture. so piss of with her that i wan to take off my shoe and throw at her... she teaches what is in the lecture notes, better i go home and revise those notes at home. anyway, she cries when no one listen to her or talk during her lecture but she don't know who to be strict with the students and plus her teaching written on the notes is what she is saying so i don't think the blame is on us... cry like a baby so more lah... haiz... =.=" feels like this....</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsWvUvDtSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3e_Cv9UjhlI/s1600-h/funny-angry-baby.gif"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsWvUvDtSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3e_Cv9UjhlI/s200/funny-angry-baby.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393929980982048034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">next, </div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsXIMNXb_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FVJoChhRboE/s1600-h/Image0241.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsXIMNXb_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FVJoChhRboE/s200/Image0241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393930408189980658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">bored during ITS lecture...</div><div style="text-align: left; ">and i have been dining at Old Town Coffee house two or three times and now i'm running low of paper money...</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYTThTtOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/885auKF1B4w/s1600-h/Image0242.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYTThTtOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/885auKF1B4w/s200/Image0242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393931698642859234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYTujOvCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V3DkR5iY-Ow/s1600-h/Image0243.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYTujOvCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V3DkR5iY-Ow/s200/Image0243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393931705898679330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYUAUYI4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/SImTlErhn2Q/s1600-h/Image0244.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYUAUYI4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/SImTlErhn2Q/s200/Image0244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393931710668219266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYUbp0pdI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1lvxjJjW-04/s1600-h/Image0245.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/StsYUbp0pdI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1lvxjJjW-04/s200/Image0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393931718005925330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">got to stop wasting money like water... XD</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">but i love the ambiance of the restaurant...</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">dang, i've got to finish my assignment...</span></div><div style="text-align: left; ">~~</div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">see you all again...</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">^^</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5822578244297220426?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-67932933634143249982009-09-30T14:09:00.004+08:002009-09-30T15:41:23.204+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">well,</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">the holidays are coming to end, finally...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">something to do everyday and exercise everyday by walking to college from the train station...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">i haven't been exercising that all my muscle that i build up before became a soft as rubber ( and yeah i did carry weight before ). during this holidays i was mostly going out with my parents and a day out with friends. i have not exercise for two weeks and my body is softer than usual... haiz ... ~~</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">now or today i have to start toning up my body again if not i will feel very lazy to do anything... laziness is a very, very bad habit.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">anyways, there was this one day i went out my friend, asher to mid valley to buy myself a guitar cause for many years i have been planning to buy a new classical guitar but didn't have a chance to buy one. so finally i bought a guitar, a tuner and a string cleaner... then we went to a very thriller movie, A Perfect Gateway. it was one of those movie that glue you to the chair just waiting what is going to happen and you might know how will the story line goes but it will prove that you might-know-thing is wrong... a 5 star rating movie cause it doesn't seems to resemblance other movie like those movie which you know how the story line will go...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"></span><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SsL7pLEFbwI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6xjYjwyfOW4/s200/A+Perfect+Getaway.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387144789051666178" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">second semester timetable is out and my result is not with me... timetable is so so pathetic on friday. i have only one class and i have to attend... got to find a way to change to another class...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">anyways, this is my new guitar...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SsMJB1CceFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/O3Bqn7A2ubw/s200/Image0206.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387159506287097938" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SsMJCj66YII/AAAAAAAAAaM/uGwcY--xTCw/s200/Image0207.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387159518871969922" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">and my new guitar tuner and the string cleaner...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">and now if you would excuse me, i must go and learn my classical guitar named pryamid until i master it's fretboard....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">chao...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_stay_cool.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6793293363414324998?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-70979011391402128832009-09-17T11:06:00.002+08:002009-09-17T13:33:32.782+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">yo people...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">see the title...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">doesn't make sense right ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">yes, finally accounts paper was over two days ago and the holiday started and i'm feeling very bored at home doing nothing the whole three weeks. usually, when i go to college, i get to do something but now it feels like i haven't been doing anything lately. the only thing that i'm doing right now is blogging and facebook-ing. nothing else to do. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;">anyways,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;">accounts paper was horrible that i don't even know what i was writing on the answer sheet. it felt so hard to do it like a carpenter being a CEO in the IT world but he doesn't know anything about it but have only heard what is IT all about, computers. it was quite difficult and i was spending one hour on one question and i was like just write down what i have learn and i went out of the examination hall knowing that i didn't do it very well and my one of my classmates also was like don't know what he was writing. he ask me to re-sit the paper and i was like i-think-so-lah.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;">i just don't want to re-sit any papers including BMS paper. i'm just praying that i can forward to second semester and i will no, i must study harder and score higher CGPA marks. ~~ haiz...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">now that Hari Raya is on, the jam along the highway is way worst. i got caught when me and my mom was back from prayer meeting in bangsar. there were so many impatient people trying to reach hometown even though the road is packed with big cars and when it comes to the roundabout, it's the worse traffic jam ever... but once they are 'balik kampung', city will be quite empty. so my mom,sister and me will be going around city. i'm going to find a good place to buy a acer netbook. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">now waiting for my friends to call me out. damn bored till can rot and die with boredom...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">so i'm waiting...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">that's all for now....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">bye...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/8_funny_rabbit_pancake.gif" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-7097901139140212883?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-63420529296461167092009-09-13T14:10:00.003+08:002009-09-13T14:49:09.699+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">times flies so fast...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">and it is the end of semester 1...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">still remember those days of coming to college for the first week..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">so much fun but the fun is now fading itself away and now the pressure is on...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">next semester would be a more tougher lesson than semester 1...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">it's now down to one paper left since microeconomics question was expected by me to be easy and it was but the answer i wrote on answer sheet is not determine to be accurately well. so i'm praying to GOD to help me so that i will not repeat the same mistakes like what i did in semester 1, example, studying last minute even though i knew it was not a suitable method of me studying. that's why when i rise up to level 2, that's semester 2, i must complete my tutorial at least and have fun but a month before exam, i should re-do those tutorial question and do past year question handed out by the tutorial teacher. that how i should study and not doing eleventh hour revision... ~~</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">but anyway, tomorrow is the last paper, that is accounts paper. haven't even study yet even though economics paper end on thursday, straight away went and play futsal with friends and then pain started to attack me everywhere in my body. i was walking so imbalance due to the agony-ising pain everywhere especially my right leg that i slept for 12 hours and it was not enough and i slept on friday and wasted my time. i could have study but i slept. on saturday, i woke up and i still feel the pain and as usual, i watched cartoon and wasted my whole day computer-ising... Today, i have to really study cause accounts paper is the most important subject in my course and i don't want to repeat or resit this paper.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">not sure how i'm going to catch up with all lessons of accounts ... go to go now. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">see you in a jiffy of semester 2...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">adios...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_comments_check.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; 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font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">whoa...</span></span></h3></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">today's paper was seriously mind blowing...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>f<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">irst</span>, it was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">english</span>. it was easy as eating a slice of cake while people keep on saying the word 'shit' repeatedly in front of your face... meaning that it was suppose to be easy but then if you lack the basic like grammar or vocabulary, then chances are you are in trouble but it was okay over all except the first question. it was written that 'not less than 350 words' for an essay but what my brain interpret ' NOT MORE THAN 350 WORDS'. so i skip the first question and when for the rest... then once i was done with the other question, i went back to the essay question, just to found out that the essay must be more than 350 words and i had one page on the front blank and the last page blank and i had 30 minutes to finish it... so i wrote less than 350 words..sigh. sure they will deduct marks there...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">then it was HE (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hubungan</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">etnik</span>) it's moral and history combine... actually the lecture have given us the topic that will be given earlier. so HE is like plain sailing unless the wind blows you some where else and you end up in another unfamiliar location... so it was okay and fine....</span></div><div><br /></div><div>and then...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> then...</div><div><br /></div><div>this...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SqUZhclsMMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ovwlvXFZ0JQ/s200/explosion-finger.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378733392364581058" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&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; "><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">BMS</span> paper was like having C-4 explosive TIMES 10 implanted in your brain...@_@</h3></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">this is how i feel after today's quantitative studies paper... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">damn, the paper was so full of unsolved <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mathematic</span> that i have to do in such, such limited time...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">and my bladder was want-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ing</span> to burst in the toilet but unfortunately <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">i'm</span> not allowed to go to the toilet because the rule stated that a student is not allowed to go the toilet 30 minutes before the paper end..so i had to put a stopper at my bladder or more accurately, penis. to add fuel to fire, the air conditioner wind was so cold and chill like ice was blowing towards me and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">i'm</span> getting cramp in my own place, a few more unsolved question and time was running fast...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">waited and waited... and finally, it was done and i felt like my brain wanted to burst out...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SqUd0dpT0TI/AAAAAAAAAZU/SncuyKi90Qw/s200/istockphoto_241043_supernova1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378738117112222002" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">just like that...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">damn i feel so tensed and i have never feel so tense</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SqUgbBbuosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AXv-6zgwuUk/s200/massive-nuclear-explosion.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378740978577220290" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#996633;">now i have economics paper and accounts paper to be done... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">haiz</span>...~~</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">and i found that my college toilet is light up by a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">faeces</span> who's having a party down in hell toilet...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SqUhMC_Jq1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/bMXhEAxfuyM/s200/Image0188.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378741820807818066" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">check it out...everyone is invited ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">lol</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">lmao</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">XD</span> ...!</span></div><div><br /></div><div>so, i have to get ready for next papers economics and accounts paper....</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">God please help get through this...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">anyway, that's all for now...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">oh yeah, my blog URL have been change... so keep in mind</span></div><div><br /></div><div>adios...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-428099811012403152?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-69278128898827386262009-09-02T19:02:00.003+08:002009-09-02T19:14:35.619+08:00damn it..exam start tomorrow and good thing it is only english paper at first....<div><br /></div><div>than history of malaysia again... stupid lah...can sleep wan ...</div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sp5TIDrizZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/NdojW8E7zYY/s200/a-students-sleep-in-class-12.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376826403018952082" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sp5TIzoR8MI/AAAAAAAAAY0/rPMFlGvmSuY/s200/girlsleeping.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376826415890165954" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sp5TJNSOV9I/AAAAAAAAAY8/MDN3VV-InUk/s200/James-Franco-Sleeping-During-Class-celebrity-gossip-4794552-445-359.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376826422776977362" /></div><div>sorry people will update my blog later.so busy studying...~~</div><div><br /></div><div>let's go and pass the exam and go on vacation...yeah...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6927812889882738626?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-74065761582374110492009-07-24T14:49:00.004+08:002009-07-26T17:03:24.924+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Damn, feels so bored at home...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">for 18 freaking days <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i'm</span> at home, doing housework...*boring*</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">don't know what to write much about here...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">so, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i've</span> got a 2.5 kg load on my leg that makes me uncomfortable when i walk around and i 'm stuck for 18 days AT HOME ...! DAMN IT so o bored.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">how did that happen ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">well, that's a story to be told.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">it all started with me and few friends heading to the newly open pool area where they give a free drink of ice lemon tea if you present at the pool on the launching week. as we were heading there, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sukhvir</span> friend who was waiting his turn to play in the field called us to play a short game of basketball. at first he refuses and i with my big mouth when and said lets play cause we don't have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">any</span> classes later... so i play and i was trying my best to enter the ball in the net but couldn't but i had one ball that went in the net... i was like so happy but then i went again and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">played</span> after the short break and then, when i was trying to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">slamdunk</span> the ball, i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">accidentally</span> landed on my '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">pinky</span> toes' on my right foot. it hurt at first and i thought it was just a swell, it will subside but after few days it still hurt but not like the first day and i try everything traditional method of what my mom ask me to do to reduce my swelling and i walk to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">college</span> a couple of days, limping</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">and at last i couldn't stand it, i went and see the doctor. he took a x-ray of my bone and told me that you have a fractured hairline crack on your '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pinky</span> toes' . he told me that i need to go to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">selayang</span> hospital to get a POP or in other words - a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">cement</span>. i was like why ? but i had to go and get the POP on my leg in order to recover. so i went and get that POP and man was it heavy like a 5 kg <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">dumbbell</span> on my leg but the guy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">said</span> that as days go by and it dries, it will be a bit lighter. and so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">I'm</span> stuck at home doing housework and finishing up my college woks... i really wish that time goes fast cause i miss college a lot...</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">now, i really like pool a lot... thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">sukhvir</span> for introducing the sport to me. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">here's a few picture i took...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWmUO9TaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VkUDytcHYI8/s1600-h/Image0069.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWmUO9TaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VkUDytcHYI8/s200/Image0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362686103813705122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></a> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWmJVKh5I/AAAAAAAAAVI/ENeSRtir7Xk/s200/Image0068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362686100886947730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWl3U76rI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TcebWeC9ydc/s200/Image0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362686096054151858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWlnbjQvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/C_ueyHCBK24/s200/Image0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362686091786928882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwWlXB7ENI/AAAAAAAAAUw/A49gxioS8J8/s200/Image0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362686087384469714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwYN7RY4aI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9JehcOxVyfc/s200/Image0073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362687883819409826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwYNhdnUSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-XmZiUqzTds/s200/Image0072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362687876891365666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwYNbXYrXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/OINxdwZ3ZsA/s200/Image0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362687875254627698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwYMwp_frI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sUcJYrBEGY4/s200/Image0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362687863789944498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /><br /><br /></div><div>and last but not least my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">semented</span> leg...</div><div><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SmwYOto7WII/AAAAAAAAAV4/Me7Yfj3enu4/s200/Image0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362687897339910274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#996633;">and when i first step into the church, all eyes was on me as i was limping my way with the clutches and one by one people ask what happen and i had to tell each one who came and ask me that i had a basketball injury...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">haiz</span>...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#996633;">anyway,now i must be patience cause next week <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">i'm</span> taking this 2.5 kg of weight of my legs...</span></div><div>until then, have to be bored at home....<br /><br /></div><div>bye.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/funny_bang_head_here.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">MySpace</span> Graphics</a> &amp; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354153276688448658" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3GCrIkkNI/AAAAAAAAASI/ZwqOwoQu4UI/s200/Image0034.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354153281254101202" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3GC3UjwSI/AAAAAAAAASQ/71aQffuxsKo/s200/Image0035.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354153284525605154" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3GDM12nYI/AAAAAAAAASY/uCoiC3f1cn8/s200/Image0036.jpg" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3GDaJWFkI/AAAAAAAAASg/gxlj9I2hH6w/s200/Image0037.jpg" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3H5jgxIeI/AAAAAAAAASo/8Ds6gnOZhxE/s200/Image0038.jpg" /> <img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3H5yIn05I/AAAAAAAAASw/KgmvnTotZAg/s200/Image0039.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3H6WdEriI/AAAAAAAAATA/85LlfhFNHPs/s200/Image0040.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3H6mvDO-I/AAAAAAAAATI/e-z2OTjSoWM/s200/Image0041.jpg" /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3ItUdLtlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Kb58nkiXL7Q/s200/Image0042.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3It9FuLxI/AAAAAAAAATY/ZzyWVbCq-jE/s200/Image0043.jpg" /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3It-_ZhrI/AAAAAAAAATg/Kvv2GoowIyY/s200/Image0044.jpg" /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3IuczEmLI/AAAAAAAAATw/DyPYgM6A9QE/s1600-h/Image0046.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3IuczEmLI/AAAAAAAAATw/DyPYgM6A9QE/s200/Image0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354156232343328946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3IuP-XV0I/AAAAAAAAATo/3xQm_wjZx9A/s200/Image0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354156228901033794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3JUbiIOAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Z0zWQjMl5BI/s200/Image0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354156884838856706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3JUmt8x1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9ZF4CkxCLSY/s200/Image0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354156887841228626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /><br /><div><br /></div><div>that picture tells a story also... so lets get started.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">me, wai lun, kristina and karen when for music society meeting. karen and kristina bought wai lun a cute pulshy toy called Sunny. he/she looks like wai lun when he smile as you can see above. suddenly only you can see wai lun face like so high 'on something' and also you can see kristina and karen so called "making love with french kiss" if you can spot the picture. anyways, on our back to wai lun car called MoMo, we discover that two tyres was puncutured by someone and adding fuel to the fire, he got fine Rm 100... WOW. so me and kacang ( a guy of course) went and help out wai lun by replacing the both the tyres and it lasted till night at 8 pm. wai lun's father came to give us another tyre as he got only one spare tyre in his car. once that was done, we went to mamak stall and had our dinner there and talk, talk, talk about stuff in college till 9.15 pm then we went back home in his car...i was realy excausted that day as i was the one turning the jack so that the car would go higher and we could replace the tyre... body-ache everywhere...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>in another inrelated story, i would like to curse now... so here goes... </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">~!@#$%^&amp;*()_+}{|":?><`1234567890-=[]\';/.,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">The PTPTN loan procedure... FCUK... =,= "'" really stupid procedure to go through.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">I was really steam up to my head that day with the ptptn people. they don't know how to explain to the students how to fill in the forms and they said that the guidelines was there in the page but i cilck on the link, it was an error... Wat The Fcuking Bitches. why can u make a seminar for filling up the form since it is so important and highly valued agreement a week before the deadline, hence the ptptn people won't scold other students and the students will go on with their daily tasks. is that hard to ask ??? do you know what they ask me to do ? they put me through hell for one day and i went around KL ( not excatly that far but around sogo area there) just to find a commissioner of oath to sign that agreement paper and the sign is worth Rm 4 each, just for a signature. i also another ding-dong didn't read the guidelines about the loan approval and ask people opinion as i thought i will be done in one day but it turn to and ugly 'afternoon nightmare' i had a lot of problems like didn't photocopy a second set but the signature of your parents and yours must not be photostated, must fill in a form on that day which they didn't put it on the website which requires my parents signature which my father is working in KL and my mother at home. i had to ask my parents signature, drag my father from work just to get the the signature of the commissioners worth Rm 4 and and go there the next day and thank God it was done. really the private sector works better that the goverment because during lunch time, people will be going out for lunch and there's no one there to assist you in any matter but somehow it reached the office and i was approved for the loan. thank God . what a horrible experience it was... almost blew my brain off... </span></div><div><br /></div><div>now i realise that why we are not going up....haiz. don't know what else to say. wordless.</div><div><br /></div><div>recently we had a birthday celebration for a guy in my class...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3V_b4_XjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/idU31voVovc/s200/6173_97789888611_656103611_2040613_2971153_n.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3V_hsLdHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sv1jvo9GgaQ/s200/6173_97789928611_656103611_2040621_1160153_n.jpg" /> <img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3V_4vwyVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EIxpZ_j_0rU/s200/6173_97789853611_656103611_2040606_8133605_n.jpg" /> <img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/Sk3WAJiFWlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UduGz6_yvTE/s200/6173_97789923611_656103611_2040620_4962655_n.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">as you can see , it's the birthday boy birthday which name i have forgotten, sorry...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">see me holding something up there, it was the candle for the birthday cake. no one had a lighter so i decided to take the candle and get the flame from the canteen 1 ktichen and Walah, a perfect birthday cake. it was made by the girl in black shirt mother. teh cake was awesome with chocolate balls and strawberrys around the cake... so mouth-watering... more photo can be viewed here..</span>. <a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=87962&amp;id=656103611&amp;ref=mf">http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=87962&amp;id=656103611&amp;ref=mf</a></div><div><br /></div><div>well anyway, that's all i got for now, until other juicy-er story, bye. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/funny_519.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5640522587903925962?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-4218450386403369692009-06-06T00:24:00.012+08:002009-06-06T01:55:37.095+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">well i actually don't understand the title myself but i just put it there for no particular reasons...</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">it's been a long time i haven't blog since college life started and i'm starting to learn the basic of english even though i got an A for english for my SPM and yet i fail in small simple basic of english... Haiz...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">and after Mass Call, we had an orientation week which actually last for a week (like duh)...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">here are some photos regarding the week of FUN.</span>..</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilLLvFGeoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DgthxK9_8LE/s200/Image001.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343885097840310914" /> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">the guy is named wai lun and he was our group leader in the human monopoly game who 'bekalkan kita dengan semangat yang luar biasa daripada yang biasa' and the girl is kristina who if i'm not mistaken is the assistant of the group leader who 'bekalkan kita dengan bendera malaysia dengan semangat patriotik untuk negara yang tercinta'...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC66;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC66;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilMnOyQ-oI/AAAAAAAAARI/jldLONy2Y5Y/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilMm7T_WJI/AAAAAAAAARA/BQdNwltYrwY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilMm7T_WJI/AAAAAAAAARA/BQdNwltYrwY/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886664492079250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>and Err..showing a sign of peace in our college...</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilNfUKN8SI/AAAAAAAAARY/fjxKpq1fQzA/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilNfUKN8SI/AAAAAAAAARY/fjxKpq1fQzA/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343887633234653474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilNfUKN8SI/AAAAAAAAARY/fjxKpq1fQzA/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilNfBTd-3I/AAAAAAAAARQ/HqXIF4gHoRk/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilNfBTd-3I/AAAAAAAAARQ/HqXIF4gHoRk/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343887628173179762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>this were the 'others' participiants of the game</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilN-rGXd-I/AAAAAAAAARg/DS0iKL9bKDw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilN-rGXd-I/AAAAAAAAARg/DS0iKL9bKDw/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343888171968460770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>and this were the prizes wrapped by a local newspaper... cheap prizes...</div><div>and guess what ? we were in the 8th place. i coulnd't believe we won... also another intersting story how we won... </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilO8k_SjfI/AAAAAAAAARo/pnX6dFW6Su8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilO8k_SjfI/AAAAAAAAARo/pnX6dFW6Su8/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343889235480055282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>and the guy in the red coloured shirt is our group manager ' Tai Kor ' and our group leader...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">ok...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">so how did we won the eight place ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">just giving a overall picture...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">we were actually playing a game 'Snowball Fight' and our oppenants actually lose to us but a guy from that team accusing us playing 'cheat' and winners got the oppenants token but because of that guy we couldn't get the token but we won... not fair... but they won the 10th place and we thought the so-called ' thief ' won and so we lose hope on our winning but when the judge announced that our group won the 8th place, we were like stunned for a while and our group leader also " double-stunned" we couldn't believe we won beating the ' thief ' group... thanks to our ' semangat ' leader who give us support no matter we lose or won...all the credit goes to him... Serve you right ' thief ' group but our group leader when and make friends later on...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">after the game, there was a short presentation of our college and when the part about the canteen talk came , they said that the food was awesome , super awesomw but just look at the chicken rice my friend bought after hearing the presentation..</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilSEmRObxI/AAAAAAAAARw/c_Tn99IhpWk/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SilSEmRObxI/AAAAAAAAARw/c_Tn99IhpWk/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343892671797554962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">GROSS right ? which ding-dong said that the food was ' super awesome ' ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">Just don't stare at the picture to long ... you will vomit what you eaten and everytime you eat outside, this picture will haunt you... so "STARE" ... the can was just making the picture perfect... ;p</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Assignment are beginning to pile up high and i'm learning the same thing i learnt in form 4 and form 5 , hence the title AD INFINITIUM...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>j<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">ust hoping that i can catch up with the syllabus and score high marks...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">and get many friends and get used to college life by being alone sometimes... ;'(</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_microsoft_word.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:7;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-421845038640336969?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-48078637082764165132009-05-18T19:27:00.002+08:002009-05-18T21:02:02.172+08:00Errr...hai...<div>very sorry long,long time i have never blog... ;(</div><div>so lets get started...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">First and foremost, today is my very first day to college. before i even went to college at 2 pm,i felt a lot of butterflies in my stomach,very nervous that i went to the bathroom doing my business twice and couldn't shake out the nervousness out of me...so damn nervous. so from home,i wanted to take the bus and head over to the LRT station however i was late so i beg my mum to send me to the LRT station and after a five minutes of begging, she agree... so after reaching the LRT station, i took the train and head over to wangsa maju station and took a bus... i was really new to this place so i ask a RapidKL guy and he told me to take the bus. so i got up the bus and more butterflies keep flying around my stomach because i was worried that i would miss the bus stop to the college, so i begin asking a guy direction and he showed me the way... Thank God that bus driver remember i told him that i wanted to get down at the college and he got me down at the side and walk all the way knowing that i didn't lost the way or got lost in the woods around the area... so i walk and keep asking direction fron the guards and the seniors there and they guided me till i reached the college hall and so i wipe the sweat of my face and get in the line to head in the hall... once reached, i took a seat between people i don't know because my friend had went in earlier so i could not find them because School of Bussiness Studies has a majority student... so i took my seat among 'aliens' and heard what the TAR 'people' have to say and also YB Dato' Seri Ong Ka Ting gave a very wonderful speech and also YB share with us the history of TAR college and ask us to study well and to make our parent's proud of us.... what a speech... so later i met up with my school mates and work mates... happy knowing that i'm not alone in this college, and met with Kristina, wai lun ( after the speech) who then give us a ride home and before heading home, went to eat and then head home... so now i quite tired because the college is located on a hillside and it is very steep... Damn tired... =_="</span></div><div><br /></div><div>so anyways,</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">i have quit work on 9th of May and had a break for one week playing online games and just rotting at home in the heat, as you all have known that last week was like hot like hell but God was gracious to pour down rain this past few days... but before i quit or like i really wanted to quit because of a lazy noobies... so lets start Grumble...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">so just after a friend of mine quit because he's dad wants him to work at his company, a guy, named F join the work place. for about one week he was no too fast no too slow in his work but then after one week, he became a bit lazy and i hate him a bit because he was a bit lazy... let me prove it to you... before me and 2 other guy was me, they were quite hardworking and because of that we got A- for cleanliness but after one of them quit and the other one took over the bar, i was left at the floor with this lazy noobies and my my bar friend also was quite uneasy with him and plus when he came in, i was a bit lazy to do all, i mean most of the floor work while he was going into the kitchen and doing something there, and when he came in we FAILED our cleanliness, yeah you heard me, we FAILED... FCUK but you can't blame me because it's quite tough the handle the floor with the customer alone waiting for a long time meal that was order 10 minutes ago and apparently the F guy forgot to copy the order into the computer and so i being the good waiter have to tell this customer that i will check on it but thank God they were patient with me... so now you know i'm being a victim of his mistakes and i hate him... i hope you get the picture... so mow i'm finally relieved after i quit the job...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">so that how was my life this few weeks...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">nothing much to write but later it will be all about college...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">so bye for now... and something to make you laugh...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_the_awful_truth.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4807863708276416513?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-68849743790805198422009-04-07T23:45:00.014+08:002009-04-15T16:18:35.567+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">so, after a long time of not blogging-in, i got bored...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">so here i am with a new post with a bit of spicy story,maybe to little but hey it's worth a shot...</span><br /><div><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">so finally, after a long time working with a fleshy bitch,he decided to quit and forward his studies in college but before someone quits a job,they have to work another one more week for some document to be completed. he did his one week of 'pre-quit work' and then work for another two days because we were short of staff and so my manager decided to let him to work another couple more days and within that two days, me and my friends were playing tricks on him, teasing him and make him look like an idiot. it was really fun that two whole days (one day for me because on sunday i had to go to church). my friends in the kitchen were thinking to bath him in urine,mop water, but we couldn't scared he will complaint to his granny but before he quit, we had a sample of our new fish -> Swordfish...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWNWD8pppI/AAAAAAAAANA/Vcnzh9Ce-oc/s200/swordfish_4_2006.gif" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 85px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324817544591812242" border="0" /><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Yeap... you heard it right.. a Swordfish (except that it was not in red)</div><div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">many customer were shoked to heard that we serve swordfish because not many have eaten it....</div><div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">so here are some picture of my friends at work ... i'm going to miss then because i'm quiting soon heading to college...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWPgZ5Kw6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/R9knkdwo2lA/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWPgZ5Kw6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/R9knkdwo2lA/s200/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324819921304732578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />These are my managers at sogo MFM branch...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQDR9SpPI/AAAAAAAAANg/mfhu1jseQuk/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQDR9SpPI/AAAAAAAAANg/mfhu1jseQuk/s200/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324820520469964018" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the manager is introducing the new menu to us and to thank us for our hard work in 'fishing' customers...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQhNBEhdI/AAAAAAAAANo/xSHoewT4kO8/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQhNBEhdI/AAAAAAAAANo/xSHoewT4kO8/s200/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324821034539714002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWROsuzKUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1XPWODUT2Dg/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWROsuzKUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1XPWODUT2Dg/s200/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324821816147126594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWVzp6SSaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HsJDms_TfGY/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWVzp6SSaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HsJDms_TfGY/s200/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324826849091668386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this happens when to much things are need to be said by the manager...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQ6lG50yI/AAAAAAAAANw/il0GTSmUq7I/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWQ6lG50yI/AAAAAAAAANw/il0GTSmUq7I/s200/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324821470503359266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />" dig in " fellow staff...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWReDJaiSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_EinLcbZSG8/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWReDJaiSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_EinLcbZSG8/s200/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324822079862376738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />trying to get drunk but haven't reach there yet...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWR24QZE5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/njXryNUg-s8/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWR24QZE5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/njXryNUg-s8/s200/Image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324822506435580818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />posing...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWSDrJMaAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bOLTR-ZeDIk/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWSDrJMaAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bOLTR-ZeDIk/s200/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324822726254028802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />buat muka bodoh je...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWSTPOKc2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/puifjVEiOmc/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWSTPOKc2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/puifjVEiOmc/s200/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324822993636586338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />distributing flyers of our new menu at the LRT bridge<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTGgOqzpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ewhRTCTLEsQ/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTGgOqzpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ewhRTCTLEsQ/s200/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324823874375437970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this is our Grill Gala Platter for two... it's not new...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTFieOcHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rgyufvPsCOA/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTFieOcHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rgyufvPsCOA/s200/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324823857797689458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Now,this is the new swordfish serve with Garlic Butter Rice<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTFVxug9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/1h0NEwdor9w/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWTFVxug9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/1h0NEwdor9w/s200/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324823854389822418" border="0" /></a>'<br /><br />and this is our usual fish Pacific Dory serve with French Fries<br /><br />and a few picture i took long ago...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTo_yMCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x75XbEqhNCw/s1600-h/Mr.fishi.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTo_yMCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x75XbEqhNCw/s200/Mr.fishi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825199578853410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTk5ozgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/IUlebkqg2NY/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTk5ozgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/IUlebkqg2NY/s200/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825198479330818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTfM5DtI/AAAAAAAAAO4/O6On4-tJzUQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWUTfM5DtI/AAAAAAAAAO4/O6On4-tJzUQ/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825196949475026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />that was me long before when i was starting the job wearing my old school uniform...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU9HHColI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LB2horoVPxc/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU9HHColI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LB2horoVPxc/s200/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825912036991570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this was how my working place was...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU9HnKtjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6O3Jv41tKeE/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU9HnKtjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6O3Jv41tKeE/s200/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825912171738674" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this is the bar...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU83C7y0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/hLyHhM3tVcc/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU83C7y0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/hLyHhM3tVcc/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825907724798786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />second entrance beside McDonald<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU8pP8zJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y8bCP8fM014/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWU8pP8zJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y8bCP8fM014/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324825904021294226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the upper part of the cushion part...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWVzYahjVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5u7qaq99N1U/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWVzYahjVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5u7qaq99N1U/s200/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324826844395048274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the main entrance beside Kopitiam<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWybDTuYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/SfeT2-uQk40/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWybDTuYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/SfeT2-uQk40/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324827927434738050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this is the kitchen crew. they quit after the he finds a new job some place else...<br />this<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWySPnwPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/R40YlsRBADI/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWySPnwPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/R40YlsRBADI/s200/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324827925070463218" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this is also the kitchen crew except the one in scarf....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWyAE2k8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_rQxPuXdYlY/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWyAE2k8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_rQxPuXdYlY/s200/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324827920193459138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this is Mak who make sure that the kitchen i clean and tidy...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWx2qD7uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fNgyPKpb9Kw/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SeWWx2qD7uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fNgyPKpb9Kw/s200/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324827917665169122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />tengah makan lah bro...<br /><br />well,this post was all about picture than words...<br />so well,going to miss my working life...<br />so that's all for now...<br />by...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6884974379080519842?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-35598828288823520992009-03-22T20:09:00.005+08:002009-03-22T20:30:30.875+08:00now, i'm stuck in between choosing brands ...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>so which is better ? DELL or HP ? for laptop ?</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:7;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:48px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">n</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">d</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">n</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">o</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">w</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">i</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;"> decided to go for diploma in business and heading to ACCA...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">so,instead of going to form 6 private level, i choose to go to Diploma because the difference between form 6 (government) and form 6(private) are actually not far away because you will need to study very hard and no play at all... hence,i have to get a laptop ></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">so which is best ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">anyone who's dropping by for no reason also can give opinion but don't tell me that the brand don't matter. just give my your opinion for which brand is good for student like me and best performance...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>just write your opinion in my chat box,please..</div><div>thanks...</div><div><br /></div><div>moving on..</div><div><br /></div><div>i love prison break season 4,aired on 8tv on monday,time 9.30-10.30 pm</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/ScYs-t5JThI/AAAAAAAAAMw/efLCtK-9NoU/s200/prison-break-season-4-prison-break-2075958-1024-768.jpg" /></div><div>and this guy is damn smart ...</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/ScYtTe0fkSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dxPvFlUsZHM/s1600-h/scofield2vf.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/ScYtTe0fkSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dxPvFlUsZHM/s200/scofield2vf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315986222871449890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Michael scoldfield...</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">damn,the plot gets interesting every week...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">so if the offer from TAR college is approved,then i can start to go to college... don't know how will the environment will be... praying hard that it will be well...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>anyways,that all for now... PLEASE GIVE YOUR OPINION ...</div><div>THANK YOU IN ADVANCE >>> ....</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_fooled_sperm.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3559882828882352099?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-43714559184676778242009-03-19T23:21:00.003+08:002009-03-20T00:14:50.076+08:00well what do you know ?<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">the bitch,fleshy guy who i told you about in the previous post actually is hated by most of my friends and i just found out something...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Want to know what ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">wait first lah,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">first 'blog' you people my life first because it's my blog..</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">so,very busy with currently but now i'm finding a place to go for my higher studies. first i thought of going form 6 (government school) but then my mom consult with other people,it came to a decision that form 6 will be to hard for me and it is damn,damn,damn hard to study and you must not play,it's all about studies,studies,study... so got few advise from people and they said that form 6 taken private is much better and more affordable. so i decided to go to form 6 private in TAR college and see how it is. but i'm having this problem or rather a question - > do i need a laptop to do my A-level in college ? now i'm a bit 'spin-ing' ARGH... @#$%&amp;*</span></div><div><br /></div><div>so about my working life...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">the bitchy guy is two years older to me but he complete his SPM last year,the same year i sat for my SPM. so i'm thinking that maybe he fail his PMR and stayed in PMR for two years because in those years,those who fail in the major exam like PMR have to re-take the same papers until you pass and then only can go to form 4. i also didn't know when was he born but then my friend told me that he was born two years elder to us,so i also did a bit of 'digging' and found out that he was two years elder to me but he sat for the SPM exam the same year i sat but i don't know how true is this,so i will have to 'dig more deeper... hehehe, Doing Bond work in my working place...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">this is what spice up working life...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Plus, he is a arrogant,proud and stubborn person and won't listen to other people correcting him but he wants the manager to correct him only.. he thinks he knows everything that the manager only have the right to correct him and not other part-time staff... so 'Lan Si' and when other people take over his position for a day,he will watch over the person so closely until the person make a mistake and he,with all his pride-ness will correct him but he never do his other position assigned to him for that day because he wants to see others who are doing his job, whether are they doing the job well. acting like a big Fcuk-ing manager but in the bible it is written in book of proverbs that 'the arrogant and the proud will be the highest in something but eventually, pride will lead to hid downfall and many will learn a thing or two from their falling' ... he sometimes becomes 'blur' or clueless when things goes out of hand and i have watch him doing this mistake even when he is a 'train pro'. example, the customer order a bowl of rice and ice lemon tea but he suddenly add a fried rice in the customer bill but i didn't know what happen that day because i was busy and my friend told me a 3/4 part of the story so i'm not so sure but something similar happen... so he is Ding-Dong Ass... cannot understand his behaviour sometimes...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">well,that all i can post for now but there are a lot of things that he had done wrong but i can't remember but i will post it down when i remember it..</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">in other unrelated post, before when we were all in high school, we use to talk about exam 'wat did u get for the papers ?' ,girls,weird pondan and porn stuff joke but now when we meet here or there in work, we ask others 'u closing or opening ?' and just say 'hai,how's life now for u ?'.... i really miss school life so much,miss my friends,teacher and my school, Darn,time went so fast and it ended... Haiz...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;">well... do know what else to say but see you people in the next post...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;">Bye for now lah...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">and something to make you laugh about...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_global_warming.jpg" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">support Earth Hour... turn off your light for one hour...(don know which date and wat time..sorry... google your own self ;P)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4371455918467677824?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-69368546989648970182009-03-12T14:21:00.003+08:002009-03-12T15:54:13.543+08:00how do i start ?<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">well, i left my house and walk to school through Taman Tasik. it was a sunny day. as i was walking, i was praying for my result. as i enter the school, many guys and girls 'from all walks of fashion world' came with the sense of fashion,long hair,casual working dress and jeans and so on were present. me,with my black jeans and simple grey shirt with a casual slippers walk in and head for the canteen and meet up with old mates. all were in their latest fashion fever that is black long sleeve with tight blue or black jeans. all was anxious as their result was delay except for Gamma class. the morning session class were all out of their classes watching us senior taking our result.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>AND SO</div><div><br /></div><div>the hour we all waited was finally here...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">and suddenly five of my class slip was missing</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">and one of the missing slip was mine ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">ARGH...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">plus,i have to pay RM 11.70 for Basic economic... don know which book i lost...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">STUPID...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">What more can get worse ?</span></div><div><br /></div><div>so my teacher ask me to go to the office and see a teacher...</div><div>and so i went and get the result from here...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">and guess what happen ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">so shock to see my result...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">not so bad,not so high or good also...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">JUST MODERATE</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">just moderate...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">Haiz ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">ZzZzZZZzzz ...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">Don't want to tell you here. see my facebook or myspace status...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>and moreover,i got flu and sorethroat...</div><div>WAH...SO KONG LAH ME...</div><div><br /></div><div>So that's it...</div><div><br /></div><div>Work - off</div><div>SPM - cool </div><div>Future life - uncertain... only God knows...</div><div><br /></div><div>Adios... People</div><div>LATER...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/"><img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s235/revmyspace2/graphics/Misc/Funny/9_funny_cow_utters.gif" title="MySpace Comments" border="0" /></a><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.blingcheese.com/">MySpace Graphics</a> &amp; <a target="_blank" href="http://www.revolutionmyspace.com/">MySpace Layouts</a><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6936854698964897018?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-72123151076217336692009-03-09T01:27:00.004+08:002009-03-09T01:50:52.096+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">RESULT IS OUT ON MARCH 12TH...</span></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SbQFFobInnI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FCHOjyZhDrk/s200/f_d2d5e9db0f9d.jpg" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">GOOD LUCK GUYS AND GIRLS</span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SbQFNdaybNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/sb2i8WcQAnQ/s1600-h/1140039768sbLGL8.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SbQFNdaybNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/sb2i8WcQAnQ/s200/1140039768sbLGL8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310875589370080466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">:'(</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-7212315107621733669?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-30726680171481318672009-03-03T12:32:00.003+08:002009-03-03T15:43:25.093+08:00Hai and welcome to raj blog,bringing you the latest news from infinity to beyond ><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Today's hot smacking,juicy news includes :</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">SPM result is out...WHEN ?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Work place drama..WHAT </span>?</div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#C0C0C0;">and last but not least,</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">what will happen to you people and me when the SPM result is out ?!</span></div><div><br /></div><div>(News Song)...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">This is raj here from Raj's blog. SPM result is coming out soon. School notice board confirm that SPM result will be out on 17th of March that is less than two weeks from now and people are confuse,scared and anxious and some might even kill themselves from jumping from their apartments and this has cause severe diseases such as mention above. This news regrading SPM result was brought to you by my sister,so if anything goes wrong,blame her... (MuHaHa)</span></div><div><br /></div><div>we move on,</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">Work place drama is back,with hot juicy story. Few weeks back,a fresh,new,fleshy guy came to work as a waiter. At first look,he looks like a guy but i wasn't aware that he was a soft guy and a rich bastard after a few weeks he worked here. If you want to now how soft he is,please head over to sogo perfume section...It has a lot of woman and man that are opposite their nature meaning that they are woman and men respectively but they talk as though they are men and woman respectively... People who are interested,please head over to sogo and you will amazed. Back to the story... he start to "be nice" to the N(in the recent post) and follow her behaviour and become jerk like her and because this N has a "close" relationship to the manager,she makes him a cashier and when this guy become the cashier,he acted like a big fucking manager just because he is a cashier. This is when people will tell that i'm jealous but actually i'm not so good in being a cashier because if got any shortage of money in the machine,the cashier got to poke a hole in his wallet and burn a hole in it. It's a big responsibility to be a cashier and if a few hundred gone missing,they will cut my pay then. Plus,he now order food from our restaurant that cause a fortune and he eat it in front of us,proving to us that he's rich... This kind of people,i want to punch them hard and even there was a customer acted like him and i got so pissed teh way he talk, he's a man but talk like "Pondan" with those 'lemah-lembut', waving hand. i really want to punch them hard to the sky. So now,my friends all try to 'buli' him. just yesterday,he order a food and my friend put some spices on his food when they prepared it..it was so fun,it was like giving a stupid guy a fish we step on and spite on...HAHAH... So now i want to see what will happen to this kind of proud people...</span></div><div><br /></div><div>And before we sign off...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">i want to do accounting but which college should i go? can anyone recommend which college to go? i want to do my form six but people said it's a waste of time..so confuse....</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">That's all folks for now... Tune in for more news from infinity to beyond...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">This is Raj,signing off...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">CHAO...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3072668017148131867?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-44709292945600665292009-02-16T10:40:00.002+08:002009-02-16T10:43:47.819+08:00i've got a new,juicy,hot story with the title 'The Dog that follow the fcuk-bitch..so just wait till i figure out how to post that down...<br /><br />Adios...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjSz_2wk5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/EMNBnM2eafQ/s1600-h/vultur.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjSz_2wk5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/EMNBnM2eafQ/s200/vultur.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303220351985030034" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4470929294560066529?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-65200441435279719462009-02-16T10:35:00.003+08:002009-02-16T10:38:26.103+08:00Enjoy every moment of your lives with your valentine...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjRHfVXP1I/AAAAAAAAALA/B2zpqcSJv3o/s1600-h/createsk8_valentine_eps.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjRHfVXP1I/AAAAAAAAALA/B2zpqcSJv3o/s200/createsk8_valentine_eps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218487829151570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and don't torture her till she decide to do this to herself...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjRXCZwJ-I/AAAAAAAAALI/Bvocab1ATLw/s1600-h/valentine-daze.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SZjRXCZwJ-I/AAAAAAAAALI/Bvocab1ATLw/s200/valentine-daze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218754940839906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So,i hope you guys and girls enjoy this song...<br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jp-t2x-YzxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jp-t2x-YzxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6520044143527971946?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-47487927536411474822009-02-02T11:45:00.004+08:002009-02-02T14:27:19.793+08:00<span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">but before that story start,let's start with my week.... :P so hold on tight till you reached that part of the story... P</span><br /><br />hei guys, so sorry i didn't update my blog due to a week of chinese new year busy week...<br />so let's start with some drawing's to express my forgiveness and to open your mind...(don know wat i'm craping here).<br />so here goes...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxZ66R5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/ar4hTMzQ-Cs/s1600-h/vector_step1_2.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxZ66R5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/ar4hTMzQ-Cs/s200/vector_step1_2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044906210215826" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxWdbxOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iLP35Ue5QFI/s1600-h/Floral_Design_Vector.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxWdbxOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iLP35Ue5QFI/s200/Floral_Design_Vector.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044905281275106" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxppNiiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/27Sg146i9TQ/s1600-h/070110_VectorField_test011_c-757193.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYZvxppNiiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/27Sg146i9TQ/s200/070110_VectorField_test011_c-757193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044910430947874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />it's called vector(drawing) in the subject additional mathematic which i love so much that i pass once from form 4 to form 5... -.-"<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">so let's start blogging...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">from the first day of chinese new year...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">of course i was working. who would not work on that day for the double payment? so i worked and that two days, not many customers came to the restaurant to dine-in but during lunch hour,it was quite full,almost 90% of the restaurant seat were occupied and seriously there are many "types" of customers dine here...let me give you a glimpse of the customer attitude.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">For instance,i took the bill for a customer from the cashier and before i hand over the bill to the both of them,they stole the bill and argue who would foot the bill and before i could get the payment,the damage the bill and it was torn into two. one of the customer got the piece that stated what they eat and the other had the total amount of what the eat. i tell u,it was like a cat and dog fight when they took the bill out of my hand and split into two but before i could walk to the cashier,i got tips from this "type" of customers. quite a lot... :P</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">The next "type" of customers are the one that fight like brother and sister but they both are sisters. i was like "what the heck ?" i didn't acknowledge that sisters also fight more worse than a pair of brother and sister like me and my sister. we fight a lot until my mom got a headache or a white hair but back to the story, but they were quite friendly to me and i serve them from the moment they enter the restaurant till they foot the bill. it was quite fun though,when they argue over what they want to order. first they order the G.Mussel but then the elder sister said "no, i want "Deep Fried Oyster" and it goes on but then they stopped when i suggested the food and when the sisters were about to pick the dishes from the skillets </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYaBTwQQmxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DimSitGjyj8/s1600-h/1899432156_583596b445.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SYaBTwQQmxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DimSitGjyj8/s200/1899432156_583596b445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298064188018563858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">they argue who will go first to pick the dish on the skillets,i was like WTH? and i thought the would argue over the payment but the elder sister said to me that the younger one is definitely going to foot the bill =.=' good thing they wasn't going to argue about that...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">that was the second type....now the third type ( oh yeah,you bet)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">there was this couple or friend or colleguage. i wasn't serving them at first but when they called my to print the resit,i went to cashier to print the check and hand over the bill but before i could do it,the lady pull the payment bill from me and said to the men "no,no i will pay for it" but then the guy then hand over his credit card to me and ask me to take it but the lady said don't take it but i couldn't do anything so i said "i'm so sorry sir but i don't want to get stuck in this fight but what i have learn from from life or more specific from tv programs is that ' lady's first' and they both laughed... now you know what kind are people are there in a restaurant but it was fun to see this kind of customers and when i say something right at the point of moment,you make the customer smile and this is very important to our restaurant so that more customers will dine in at our restaurant in the future more often... on friday, i don't know what happen but many customers came and dine at MFM and it was so pack and busy but i don't know what was the occasion but i'm thinking about our outlet at mid valley was publish in the paper about our new menu for the chinese new year promotion...i think it is </span><a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://thestar.com.my/metro/story.asp?file=/2009/1/20/central/3024710&amp;sec=central">HERE</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> and also publish in the New Strait Times but i couldn't find the link... no wonder the MFM sogo was full on friday but suprisingly on saturday, it was no more pack like it was yesterday. don't know why but my mother said "they thought the food was so nice,they come and taste but then they don't like it" . correct because our food are all western food with no much spice like indian food. it was all cooked without spices or 'rempah-ratus' . i think that was the reason for the unusual event on saturday...</span><br /><br />i know,that you are all waiting for the story title 'the story of a fcuk-ing bitch'<br />so here goes,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">the day thursday,just went as usual from the minute i worked till after luch time and that's when it start. actually i went to the back,that is the kitchen to get the cutleries but there weren't any and all of the cutleries were in a washing machine BUKAN MESIN BASUH LAH but there is this machine was design to wash all the dishes and there was this girl also there named 0 (all name is kept privacy in order for a no black mail or threat or gosip to fall on them) . i told her to wash the cutleries and hand them over to me and this fcuking N thought i was 'goyang kaki' behind the kitchen talking crap and 'makan gaji buta' and she came and shout and yelled at me saying "oi timothy,u buat apa kat belakang tu. dari tadi saya nampak awak kat belakang.cepat keluar" and i replied "kak,saya nak ambik cutleries" but she replied "saya tahu tapi tu ada orang tu seperti 0 kat belakang.apa yang dia buat, suruh dia buat " but i replied again "kak,saya nak ambik cutleries kat sini" and she said "u keluar,suruh O buat bukannya dia makan gaji buta" . i got so pissed and just went out of the kitchen with the cutleries. damn i was so pissed that i could punched her face,fcuking bitch... actually she was a manager or supervisior of MFM before but she quit and became a insurans agent,she thought that this worked will get higher paid then being a supervisior at MFM but then she couldn't many people so she quit there and worked back here but not as a supervisior but a part-time employee and she thinks she a big bitching manager now even though she's jsut a part time like me... 0 told me this story and this 0 and the bitch N had a lot of conflict before i worked here ... that why the bible said 'love and bless your enemies even though they hurt you because vegence belong to the Lord' . that why she stupidly quit her job as a Supervisior here and become a insurans agent but then she quit her job there and become a part time employee here... see how foolish,stupid and bitchy is she and she deserve the punishment. once i ask here to teach me something about the sauces but she acted so big like she's a big manager teaching me but God punished here but letting a container full of garlic spilled on her apron and her shoe....HA-HA-HA . serve you right,bitch </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">and with that ends my foolish word... :P</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">but not the blog yet...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">so that's was what happen last week and i took the day off today because i wanted to rest a bit but my body says go to work but my manager had the schedule done already..so wasted i didn't went to worked today...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">so,that ends my blog for today...Haiz,my hand so tired...</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">so many things i have type down...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">See you guys after my hand is strong again..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">adios....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4748792753641147482?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-89410317352471011582009-01-11T20:33:00.007+08:002009-01-11T22:08:47.663+08:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">once again,my leg hurts a lot but now my legs are getting used to stand for more than 3 hours,so yeah,i can stand the torture of work that puts a huge heavy burden on my leg...Haiz. This week,i mean last week, i had to learn how to handle the bar section of the MFM restaurant. I didn't know that waiter job is this hard but hey,every works has it's risk. actually,let me tell you that actually,before i wanted to work in a factory so i can carry heavy things but when i went there,i don't like the working environment but i still pray that i should get a job that requries you to carry heavy things and excatly i went and work at the hotel as a waiter and i thought that waiter job was just in the banquet hall but what i prayed came true and damn,did it hit me hard. so as a result of my prayer,i got a job that requries me to carry damn heavy and large things. that why there was a saying that "be careful what you wish for" but in this case " be careful what you prayed for" ;)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">but last week i had to carry a 10kg of rice from ampang park branch because sogo MFM branch was down on rice, so i use the Star train in bandaraya and went to masjid jamek and from there,i went to ampang park in putra train and went to the MFM there. when i went in, the place was like a cafetreia but less customer. anyway,the guy at the kitchen give me a Black plastic bag like this..</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWnvzklKrwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N4MOXYWyzS0/s1600-h/336720181_7d2f222de4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWnvzklKrwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N4MOXYWyzS0/s200/336720181_7d2f222de4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290022906595290882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">and i carried it on putra and star train and people were like staring at me beacuse i'm carring a black beg which,to their thinking,could contain drugs or a dead baby. you should see their faces when they stare at me,almost everybody. they thought i was drug dealer or a baby killer...Follish people,but i can't blame them because many crime happen a lot here and the police are just eating,chewing their big,fat donut in their big waja car 'kononnya'</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5fUtvIHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ONyFdoW23a4/s1600-h/potd-donutsandwich.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5fUtvIHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ONyFdoW23a4/s200/potd-donutsandwich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290033553855160434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Big,fat donut<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5yZBBNwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v34oBkJ7acE/s1600-h/DonutPoliceSm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5yZBBNwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v34oBkJ7acE/s200/DonutPoliceSm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290033881427293954" border="0" /></a><br />and i think,they should change the police badge to this badge...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5_Stn5RI/AAAAAAAAAJo/L8mulg_OE-I/s1600-h/mba0251l.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn5_Stn5RI/AAAAAAAAAJo/L8mulg_OE-I/s200/mba0251l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290034103073629458" border="0" /></a><br />because it's all about donut and their fat,damn ass...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn6RhysgyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jIp8cZuGzk4/s1600-h/FatManAtComputer-vi.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SWn6RhysgyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jIp8cZuGzk4/s200/FatManAtComputer-vi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290034416359080738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">and they end up like this in the big proton waja car with the laptop</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Faty bastard...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">and is nothing to curb crime at all(but maybe a bit like 10%)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">and that's why the crime rate is so high and robbers are attacking even at daylight and everyday people are murdered and the police are just saying that there is nothing we can do...FOOLS</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">where was i? oh yes...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">so i carried the 10kg black plastic bag from ampang park branch to sogo's MFM branch</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">and before i forgot,there was a sogo sale starting from friday to sunday and sogo workers gets like 50% discount...well i think sogo card members get 10%-30%</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">so MFM was like pack with people and it was a busy day for me but thank God that none of the customer scold because of the delay for the food...phew</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">and my sister birthday was yesterday, so Happy Birthday little sis's... </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">and so people,that's all and sorry for the blog delay but you have to be patience in order for me to write an intersting story, so sorry...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">tj raj signing out...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">and Happy Chinese New year to the chinese...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8941031735247101158?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-38789426783031595472009-01-02T19:22:00.005+08:002009-01-02T20:04:17.079+08:00Haiz,<br />My leg wants to separate it self from me...<br />so sad. :(<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">Well,as you all have known that i'm working at MFM as a waiter, i have to stand for damn 5 long hours. i mean not standing in one place but i don't get to sit at all ( unless there is no customer and the table is set with cutleries) and from 11am-4pm i can't eat because only people who are working 6 hours or more got lunch break but then the manager told me that before 11am,go and eat and later at 4pm,also go eat. so i'm safe not like the hotel,when got function,you are not allow to eat or drink. so much worse and now i learn how to flame the prawn,i mean not burn it but just flame the mayonise sause on top of the prawn,like this guy here below...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SV38_bSC7WI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NMkbGMSuFyg/s1600-h/mfm+flaming.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SV38_bSC7WI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NMkbGMSuFyg/s200/mfm+flaming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286659704188235106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SV38_RZxPdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vHxuzxceQA0/s1600-h/1124027463_1cbd68f28a.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SV38_RZxPdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vHxuzxceQA0/s200/1124027463_1cbd68f28a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286659701536275922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">today is my first time i'm flaming the food and some more i'm the one today got to take the orders and deliver their food,send them their bill,clean teh tables and say "thank you,please come again" because today not many staff working and some quit already because school start and some got to forward their studies,so we out of staff. </span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">so if anyone is just sitting down at home 'goyang kaki' or want to find a job,please see me or talk to me on msn or message me at 0186627342 or call also can. we are short of staff so hurry before someone else take the place and some more really got a lot people quit because of studies so there will be more vacanies avaible,so hurry...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">so where was i ? oh right,so i have to take a huge responsibility today during lunch hour and i did a lot of mistake and plus we got a new guy but he doesn't know how to things work here yet,so everytime a customer comes and dine in,he will ask me to take the order. so tense man. my leg is asking to go and sit but where to sit,my leg was really killing me'softly'....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">so damn tense but after 4pm,i'm FREE...finally</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">came home and rest my 'pity,pity' leg</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;"></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: courier new;"></span></span><span style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">and please,if you feel that is too boring too read,then go to my right side of blog and you can see the a list of blog i'm following. go and click little diguise. her blog is much more intersting but she haven't update it but read her previous blog.her life is more intersting than mine...</span><br /><br />so that all for now and Happy New Year and Happy Chinese New Year...Signing out...Adios ><br /></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3878942678303159547?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-13425854328108631852008-12-30T19:43:00.003+08:002008-12-30T20:34:37.207+08:00Damn! so tired this week also...<br />from christmas,this is what had happen...<br /><br />Christmas day,went to Old Town Coffee House and enjoy the meal there...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oldtown.com.my/wallpapers/A-800X600.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.oldtown.com.my/wallpapers/A-800X600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and then went to The Mall to shop for some stuff....<br />here are some picture...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ093IVaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/imc2HmcNET0/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ093IVaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/imc2HmcNET0/s200/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285555614817736098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0hoQpjI/AAAAAAAAAII/DYPffTrXRPE/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0hoQpjI/AAAAAAAAAII/DYPffTrXRPE/s200/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285555607239173682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0ZyzO_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/tGIVEgAaIuY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0ZyzO_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/tGIVEgAaIuY/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285555605135899634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0cDUuZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7q8YcWW7QkU/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0cDUuZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7q8YcWW7QkU/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285555605742074258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0PytfII/AAAAAAAAAHw/_s9MswfduTo/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoQ0PytfII/AAAAAAAAAHw/_s9MswfduTo/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285555602451168386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">and then went home and get dress to attend church function for christmas celebration..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">sorry couldn't get any photo shot...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Then,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">as i wrote before,i quit at the hotel and now i'm working at Manhattan Fish Market(MFM) at Sogo there...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoSLCtNqWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uRXUHV0x-Xs/s1600-h/DSC00008_edited%281%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVoSLCtNqWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uRXUHV0x-Xs/s200/DSC00008_edited%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285557093587069282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">they called me up and asked me did i get a job and i answer not yet,so they asked are you willing to work in MFM and i said i'm willing.that was last thursday and on friday i went to be interview but i could not work yet because i'm not wearing white t-shirt like school uniform and wear black slack and black shoe. so,i went back home after the interview and enjoy saturday and sunday before i start to work on monday...So yesterday,i went to work at 11pm to 4pm and the hotel experience is very useful to me because i worked as a waiter in MFM,so i mostly know what to do but i'm still having problem to type in the order for customer into the computer because i'm quite confuse with the system and today also i went to worked and now my leg hurts because standing so long the whole 5 hours of waorking. need to drink milk more. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">That's all i can blog about for now and maybe i'll try to update my blog daily...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Signing out...Bye..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-1342585432810863185?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-50762617979859465842008-12-23T16:10:00.006+08:002008-12-23T16:52:02.514+08:00hey readers, merry christmas and a happy new year 2009 to you all ... My christmas list for this year or what i wish to receive is this...<br /><br />A bass guitar but don't know which colours to chose...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSSyOySI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pLb3Jhk5HZw/s1600-h/SR305IPT.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 56px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSSyOySI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pLb3Jhk5HZw/s200/SR305IPT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896400022948130" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSh-WJLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2DrchlKJLuk/s1600-h/SR535PW.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 56px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSh-WJLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2DrchlKJLuk/s200/SR535PW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896404100293810" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSYHNBYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BBM9TOOA89A/s1600-h/SR405QMCNB.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 56px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeSYHNBYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BBM9TOOA89A/s200/SR405QMCNB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896401453090178" border="0" /></a><br />this? this?<br />or this?<br /><br />but i want this type of bass guitar<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeS3oWKnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HsCLsAz_UwM/s1600-h/bass+guitar.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCeS3oWKnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HsCLsAz_UwM/s200/bass+guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282896409913600626" border="0" /></a><br />but it's very expensive and very hard to find... and...<br />not just that but a body figure like this guy...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCfFBlISUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bNHKtglFEQE/s1600-h/ryan-reynolds-after-blade-trinity-and-amityville-horror.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCfFBlISUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bNHKtglFEQE/s200/ryan-reynolds-after-blade-trinity-and-amityville-horror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897271577921858" border="0" /></a><br />this is not too expensive just more exercise,work out and sweat... :^<br />and also a phone like this...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCfhCzShoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2YOfX5QHHJk/s1600-h/7610_bottom_quarter-148_4876.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCfhCzShoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2YOfX5QHHJk/s200/7610_bottom_quarter-148_4876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282897752942085762" border="0" /></a><br />A nokia 7610. the first ever phone built with a megapixel camera....<br />and i wish that people could use their brains more (if u have no knowledge of wat is going on,read the newspaper) and not to use the brains after life(i mean life's) have been taken away...Noob =+=' ... wishing every one a merry christmas and i will be posting some photo of my school friends... It's been a month since i left school :'( I miss school,my friends,homework,add math and a few wonderful teacher and also Kasturi Tuition teacher especially Mr.Kumar who taught us english at Kasturi...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCmbjmQrwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mpCpyq8Skv0/s1600-h/White_Christmas_Tree.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SVCmbjmQrwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mpCpyq8Skv0/s200/White_Christmas_Tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282905355247988482" border="0" /></a> Merry Christmas,everyone...Ho-hO-Ho ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5076261797985946584?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-66991653199142357622008-12-20T16:18:00.003+08:002008-12-20T19:16:20.911+08:00sorry again for the delays because i was busy with so many things go around in my mind... so sorry.<br />And to my dear DARLING,i'm sorry for the delay. Maybe a kiss can make you forgive me. so here you go MUAXZ * big kiss :(I) * ... hahaha . a lot of things i'm want to say to you people out there. so here goes...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Monday -> so as usual i call the hotel office to find out whether is there a function today,they said "got,western fucntion today". so i pack my bags and on the way out, a T203 bus just pass by. i used to take the bus to go to terminal putra and get down at wira damai and walk to the hotel and the bus just by,it was in the afternoon and the bas interval for the bas is 1 hour and i missed the bus..i thought there will be a bus after 20 minutes but the bus was not in sight and i was late...i dressed up nicely with my slack,shoes and shirt and went all the way to the bus stop to get on a bus but instead i walked back home from my bus stop with my slack,black shoes polish, well-iron shirt and my perfume just to go to the bus stop and walk back home from the bus stop just because of the 4-wheel steel thing called bus was so late. so embrassing -_=||| . This day reminds me when i was standard 3, one day,my class teacher told me that tomorrow got no school. i being an idiot didn't tell tell my parents. so the next morning,i wake and got ready for school and forgotten what the teacher said yesterday,i went out of my house and wait there like a stupid fool for the van to pick me up and go to school. please be reminded that i was wearing school shirt,school pants,school shoe and socks and a bag containing today's schedule books for class, so i waited and waited but i could not see anyone going to school and plus people are staring at me like "wat's wrong wit this guy? doesn't he know that today is a public holiday ( not so sure for what)" and the van haven't arrived yet... then my mom came out and told me that today i don't see anyone going to school on any motorbike and i don't see any school bus going ,then she went and and check the calendar and finally,it was a public holiday..i was so dumb out there waiting for the school van and people was staring at me from inside their care..so 'malu' man =_='... but after that incident,i will call my friend every day and ask him whether today got school or not. but looking back at then,it was like so hilliriaous(not sure how to spell) and i make everyone laugh before they go to work... :p</span><br /><br />that was monday...now tuesday<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">but tuesday got nothing to write about because i was just going on my daily routine because my job starts on wednesday so i wake up,eat breakfast,pray,watch tv,computer,lunch,computer again,tea break,execise,worked out my body(will post on 'the work out for my body' later),dinner,watch tv,help mom with the dishes,pray as a family and went to sleep...That was tuesday and this was my daily routine if i'm at home...</span><br /><br />so we go on to wednesday...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">i woke up and do my daily routine until i worked out and went to work...when i arrived at the hotel and put on my uniform(sorry no photo of this) and went and prepare for tomorrow chinese set for the VIP table. Thank God because the function will be held tomorrow. so i went and prepare the VIP table with my friends until 10 pm in the night. some of my friends at the hotel told me that chinese set is very hard to serve because you will have to cut the fish in front of the guest and if you don't do they will laugh at you and the sup bowl is very heavy and if it falls or spill on you,that's it,my handsome face will turn like Mr.Hyde or some other faces like this...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/dent_tdk.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 573px;" src="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/dent_tdk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is what will happen if a bowl is filled with hot,and i mean extremely HOT soup is poured on one half of your face because we will be taking it on a tray and carried it on one of our shoulder and if a guy just push you slightly,that is what will happen... ^<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funpicsfree.com/photogallery/funny%20myspace%20pics/ugly_face.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 366px;" src="http://www.funpicsfree.com/photogallery/funny%20myspace%20pics/ugly_face.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and this is what happen when the hot soup spills on you big,proud,arrogant mouth...XD<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itsonlyamovie.co.uk/gifs/ugly%20face%201%20tile.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 228px;" src="http://www.itsonlyamovie.co.uk/gifs/ugly%20face%201%20tile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and this is what happen when the soup is mixed with uranium or tratinum or any nuclear stuff, spills on you whole face...^ and the assistant manager ask me to shave my mousthace(not sure how to spell) and i look so weird man....(will upload photo later)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">and so i came back home and i was so tired and straight away slept on my lovely bed...zZzZz `</span><br /><br />Thursday...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i decided to quite the job at the hotel because they are rated 5-star hotel and they ask you to carry heavy things weighing almost 10-20 kg stuff(of course not alone but with few other fellows), all the table and some other things and when you are working at the banquet,you cannot drink water at all and if you want to drink,u got to go to the steward behind in the kitchen and secretly drink without the captain knowing and u can't go and eat(obviously) because the function is going but i can't take it because i'm building up my body so that i don't grow fat with nasi lemak ( or fat rice) and roti canai..Malaysia most favourite food... and i want to have six abs like this guy...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://munfitnessblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/ryan-reynolds-toned-body.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://munfitnessblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/ryan-reynolds-toned-body.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />but i can't make my body like that but maybe like this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thisrecording.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/ryan_reynolds_97.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 511px;" src="http://thisrecording.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/ryan_reynolds_97.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />to attract like this kind of hotties<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/2076886141_83f47901bd_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 695px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/2076886141_83f47901bd_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: webdings;"></span></span></span><span style="font-family: times new roman;"></span></span><span style="font-family: webdings;">she's so sweet,hot,sexy,pretty girl... All in one...WOW lOl...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">please be reminded that i'm not making this blog a porn site blog...just trying to express my opinion... WARNING: photo seen here are not for porn purposes...PLEASE BE REMINDED...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">XD...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">will update my body building later...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">where was i? oh yeah...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">but we are not allowed to drink water and at 8 pm because of the function going on and i get hungry at times when i'm serving the guest out there in the hall with food and without proper time of eating food and drinking sufficient water,i can't get those abs and i have to come home always at 12 in the morning and i feel so dmn tired...so i went to the hotel in the afternoon to get my money which i toiled with tons and tons of sweat at the hotel and sacrifices of food and drinks,i only got Rm52. i know it so less but hey, i've just worked here like three days minus the training hours because you don't get paid during training hours(if not they rugi lah) so i waited about 2 hours to get my hard-toiled money and it was along queue and some don't want to work here because chinese set serving is tough and and individually i mean alone,you have to serve the guest not like western set,that was ok because someone is watching and serving the guest,they are called leaders which watch over every table and we as training waiter just have to clear the food and serve them drinks and few easy jobs but chinese set as i said earlier is very,very tough... some are willing to do it because they are the pro guys and they know the technic to do it well and can strave until 11pm or later but i don't think i 'm fit for this kind of job but i can go and be a waiter at any restaurant because i know western set and mostly all the F&amp;B(Food and beverages) outlet are western set up,so i could get a job as a waiter at any F&amp;B outlet... even though the pain and suffering i go through and all the yelling and shouting at,i get a lot of working experience and lot of stuff like serving with a smile,how to treat the guest well and so on, and this will really help me a lot in future on how working life is and that working life and school life is different,way different...</span><br /><br />that was thursday, FRIDAY,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">my favourite day,because it's the entry pass to weekends. so friday, i woke up and get ready to find a job in sogo as my mum suggested, and i applied a job in Manhattan Fish Market and Secret Recipes, then i head over to Giant Batu Caves and ask for job there as a cashier... at sogo there,both the Fish and Secret people are sending me to other branches like KLCC or Mid Valley. that's much better because this place is full with part time and so if i get selected, i will be working in KLCC...Yahoo...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">and so ends friday,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">and hello saturday,weekend...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">nothing to write because i'm doing the daily routine as i mentioned previously and create a blog because my darling is so pissed and bored that she wants me to update..sorry darling...here you go darling.hope you will be full for couple of days and won't be so hungry for my blog... :P</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">and so you people out there,hope this satisfy your appetite for couple of days too and i will be back with the photos i promised,maybe tomorrow or tomorrow,tomorrow... ;)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">so until then,this is TjRaj signing out...Chao...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6699165319914235762?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-68100644712715789892008-12-14T20:36:00.006+08:002008-12-14T22:41:56.647+08:00hey readers,miss me is it? anyways,blog starting now . happy birthday to me,happy birthday to me,happy birthday to timothy raj,happy birthday to me...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday62.jpg"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday62.jpg"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday62.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday62.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and the singer was...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zanyimages.com/Belated%20Birthday/Happy%20Birthday%20to%20You%20%21%21%21.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.zanyimages.com/Belated%20Birthday/Happy%20Birthday%20to%20You%20%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and i was celebrating my birthday like this... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r70/MonosLykos/happy_birthday_to_you.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 321px;" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r70/MonosLykos/happy_birthday_to_you.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />lol...<br /><br />but i wish my birthday would be like this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.darkrising.co.uk/Images/Happy_Birthday.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 1153px;" src="http://www.darkrising.co.uk/Images/Happy_Birthday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />but anyway,my birthday was celebrated with sunday morning.. i just love to stayed at home sunday morning and watched the sunrise but damn it,i didn't wake up early to watch the sun anxious to shine for my birthday(F.Y.I - at gombak,it was sunshine-ing) but anyway i went to Jazsbel restoran(i think so) for my biirthday and enjoy naan and briyani with butter chicken... mMmM,my favourite. Guess what i got for my birthday... Nah,too high... too porsh...give up? well it's this...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUQawP-5wI/AAAAAAAAAFs/t06I7m-3-0Q/s1600-h/P9090007.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUQawP-5wI/AAAAAAAAAFs/t06I7m-3-0Q/s200/P9090007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279644189976356610" border="0" /></a><br />i know,i know, you will be thinking " wat the heck? i thought maybe u would get a car or something sporty and porshy thingys" ..well u think wrong. i'm the guy go for the necessary things in life... what is in the picture is new sock,new selipar,new purse(or wallet.still cannot differentiate both of that things),new bag,new phone (hold on) COVER and a new belt... ."p ...I need these because i got the job as a waiter so got to be a man now(previously a boy)... and the silver looking thing looks like a memorial stone is a birthday present from my sister... let me take you more closer to this memorial stone...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUVLTRR2hI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6-gidALjDO4/s1600-h/P9090006.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUVLTRR2hI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6-gidALjDO4/s200/P9090006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649422057265682" border="0" /></a><br />so expensive but my sister don't want to tell me the price because i think she wants me to buy her a porsh present for her birthday...:P I'm now 17. my mom said that "it was like just yesterday i carried you from my womb,how cute you were and now you are man who's going to work and earn money"( not that kind of words but somethng like that.i forgot.)... yeah. Just look at this picture...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUWyMcvlpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-sZl5_lPMCQ/s1600-h/P9090002.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/SUUWyMcvlpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-sZl5_lPMCQ/s200/P9090002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279651189752829586" border="0" /> </a><br />from that to this...<br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/MUSE/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/P9090003.JPG" alt="" />>>>(sorry the picture couldn't be uploades,look at my profile pic...I guess my picture was too hot) >>><br /><br />wow,can you see the difference? i didn't know i grow so fast... I'm now a man not a boy anymore. Thanks for the wishes guys and girls. God bless you all...well that's all for now. I TjRaj a.ka the man signing out...adios >,,,,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-6810064471271578989?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-87469492722045644942008-12-13T13:38:00.002+08:002008-12-13T14:20:22.674+08:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">phew,what a tough week,man. i had to work so hard and get scolded 'kaw-kaw'... Well,this all begin when i got the job as a banquet waiter.the first day i when to work,it was all about the set up such as western set-up,chinese set-up,buffet,muhibah,cocktail set-up and so on. i was just seated on the sofa which goes in down when i sit on it and wrote down some notes regarding the set-up and i got to know people there plus free food(including breakfast,lunch,dinner and supper) :P Second day pass by,me and my friends were rearranging the chair,table and cultlereis(Fork,spoon,knife...i not sure of the spelling). </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">then comes the third day where there will be a function(western set-up) at 5.30 pm. i got so nervous how will i ever serve those guest that are present at the hotel(Plus this hotel is a 5 star hotel) and people from other hotel will be present as well. the function was all about malaysia,how malaysia is a unik country will multi-culture people live in harmony from different background and race. sorry readers,unfourtunatly i couldn't get the picture because we are not allow to bring handphone if not it will be 'rampas' by the captain and deduct 1-hour from our paycheck,so cruel. later i have to bring the food in a tray to the tray stand located at 5'oclock position of the table that i will be serving. later,when i was time to serve dessert,the kitchen was so busy that i couldn't get the dessert to the table in time. that's when i got scolded by my leader. so harsh man he yell at me but i couldn't do anything because the kitchen was busy with other waiter getting their dessert for their guest as well. i was scolded behind the kitchen with other waiter looking at me but then they encourage me that i will be like this for a first-time waiter.well couldn't do anything, later when i serve the sup to the guest, one of the guest ask me what sup is this,i was so terrified that i was like a blur guy even though i knew what sup it was. So embrassing and because of that i got scolded from my leader because of being blur. after that function ended at 11'o clock, i was so damn tired. i call my mom to send me home from the hotel.that was a tiring day. Body ache everywhere.Didn't know being a banquet waiter could be this tough and slept out of tiredness. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">This reminds me of the first time i played bass at the church on sunday for the first time. on saturday was the practice for sunday worship service. i was scolded so harsh by the worship leader on the first day. life is everytime like a bass player. after get scold and yelled at, then only do i learn that through this yelling and screming, i will learn more and more till i become a pro in bass. that why now i feel the scolding and yelling is necessary so that we will become better in the future and that's why i'm good in playing and figuring notes of a particular song for bass currently. tired man,so tired.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">anyways,tomorrow is my birthday and thanks for all those wishes you guys send me. not going out anywhere but just a sunday and my birthday. Happy Birthday to me...adios readers. until next blog,this is Tj Raj signing out... :)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8746949272204564494?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-41519102882110903722008-12-07T15:37:00.010+08:002008-12-07T16:32:46.046+08:00sorry blog readers,didn't update the blog because was busy these few days but life has to go on so as this blog...so let's get started. i just completed my commerce paper last wednesday and so ends the Stupid Paper Madness... students was just so excited that they have just completed the papers and went and sprayed teh bathroom with words like " SPM da abis" . so sorry i couldn't get the picture of that but at the end of day, the teacher held an assembly at the badminton court to say a few last word to students before the end their school life ...<br /><img src="file:///F:/Images/Image007.jpg" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCIw65X1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/hpRIGpTgRX4/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCIw65X1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/hpRIGpTgRX4/s200/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276954475477163858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCJM3a37I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4ROdxs2g-tE/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCJM3a37I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4ROdxs2g-tE/s200/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276954482978774962" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCI0eqhYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1J5O6Lxb-Xg/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuCI0eqhYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1J5O6Lxb-Xg/s200/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276954476432491906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />see those signature behind my friends shirt,those are markers sign by other students or friends t-shirt to remind them of their school life.. so sad. then before we end we sang the school song(don wan to write the school lyric because doesn't fit the school purpose)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuETSHYAsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OOhtxDgOQDo/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuETSHYAsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OOhtxDgOQDo/s200/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276956855209820866" border="0" /></a><br />and after that we shake hand with the discipline teacher for all the wrong we as a students have done...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuE41FcIGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sxWwzD3mc7I/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuE41FcIGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sxWwzD3mc7I/s200/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276957500252102754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So ends school and the stupid paper<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuFXBu1qeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S146irUL3W8/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuFXBu1qeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/S146irUL3W8/s200/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276958019043043810" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After that was over,i just slept like a baby and got a good rest. than it was time to find a job so i put my clothes on<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuGK2W-JeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RejCDIjRpso/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VeIr1g5KwOs/STuGK2W-JeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RejCDIjRpso/s200/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276958909343344098" border="0" /></a><br />and look for a job in a hotel... I had to go to every hotel back door and sweat,sweat and sweat and finally got a job at Shang Ri La hotel<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kl-hotels.com/shangrilakl/images/photos01.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.kl-hotels.com/shangrilakl/images/photos01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> as a waiter but they will observe for few days and then only will hire me *finger cross*...the manager teach us the basic of how to carry the tray full with plate and how to take the chicken and to serve it to the guest. very tiring for the first day because i have to go around Jalan Sultan Ismail and to every hotel(i think so) ,get the part-time form Shangri La hotel only. other hotel said the form will be given next tuesday only...Haiz... so i have to try my best in the probation period so that they will hire me as a banquet waiter. so happy but must not drop any dish, if not X_x... So that's it...Damn tired -_-...Byes for now...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4151910288211090372?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-54281431373310597612008-12-01T14:59:00.002+08:002008-12-01T15:49:18.556+08:00last sunday or this week last sunday, a weird thing happen to me...in a place where children or toddlers are located... i was just finalizing my bussiness in the toilet and i was just out of the door of the bathroom and suddenly from nowhere a small girl,cute girl i mean a 7 years old girl came and push my butt like a bull pushing and sniffing my butt...<br /><br />like this...<img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUSE/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.inmagine.com/img/photoalto/paa029/paa029000064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://images.inmagine.com/img/photoalto/paa029/paa029000064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />good thing not liike this...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.madeyoulaugh.com/animals/sniffing_dog/dog_sniff.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 471px;" src="http://www.madeyoulaugh.com/animals/sniffing_dog/dog_sniff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and i was like...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.swankpets.com/images/dog%20sniffing%20butt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 304px;" src="http://www.swankpets.com/images/dog%20sniffing%20butt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />well i couldn't do anything but her sister went a complain to the father and the father scolded her....serve you right . little girl.. muhahaha. They should put a sign of warning like this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/funny-dog-pictures-caution-beverage-may-sniff-your-butt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/funny-dog-pictures-caution-beverage-may-sniff-your-butt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I don't know what got into her but finally she came to her senses from her father warning... the worst thing i have ever encounter in a children room... Anyway, my account paper was okay but not so easy and i finally got the imbangan duga balanced....Finally after 22 month studying accounts from form 4 till now the trials i fail but this SPM i got it balanced..Thank GOD... Now i'm thinking where do i go to work ? Haiz... Quite bored at home... Want to get out of house...but anyway until here only my invisible friends.. CHAO..<br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUSE/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUSE/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-5428143137331059761?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-47169418564772492232008-11-29T16:01:00.000+08:002008-11-29T16:07:27.667+08:00read this blog and know why PLKN will make you sick...<br /> http://angelicdevil183.blogspot.com/2008/10/reasons-why-i-should-not-go-plkn-and.html<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-4716941856477249223?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-12239073056086700302008-11-26T10:45:00.004+08:002008-11-26T11:04:13.849+08:00not again, i have three more papers to go - accounts,economic and commerce... my science stream friends will be completing their papers soon... i have to study hard to get through this 3 days of tourture and i will be free from Sijil Porn Malaysia - hahaha... school's gone...:'( . Tourture on the chair <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/KillerP/tt1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/KillerP/tt1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> with these kind of invigilators who wants holiday...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/joewitch/PatSkinnBonesDisplayLG.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 480px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/joewitch/PatSkinnBonesDisplayLG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /> and the student will be frying the brains.... </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk316/Undertaker876/crazy-cat.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk316/Undertaker876/crazy-cat.gif" alt="" border="0" /> </a><br />so good luck people...and Happy Merdeka from Sijil Porn Malaysia...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-1223907305608670030?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-37095026633212921132008-11-23T19:02:00.002+08:002008-11-23T19:23:11.071+08:00i wonder what the future hold for me... Everytime i wake for this hoilday(because my papers are on 1st,2nd,3rd - art-account stream),i get bored.normally i would get up and bath and get ready to school but then i realise it's holiday....life get boring because from form 3 i've been used to wake up so early and had the 'semangat' to go to school...now i feel so bored..it like wake up,eat,tv,eat,exercise,eat,computer,eat,then sleep and the routine stars over and over again for now...but then when i get out there-working life-,wat wolud it be? a new environment,new friends,new syallubus of studies(college or form 6) depends on my result that might me coming out on march 19,if not i'm not mistaken,but i pity those who 'kena' for PLKN..please try to come back in one piece cause many unwanted things happen there(semuanya 'Boleh') ...try to avoid it if possible but if you people thinks it best,then put aside my opinion and go forward(and some more got sex education but all learn in form 3...haiz) Conclusion- Malaysia 'semua' boleh...but anyways, i 'tak kena' :P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-3709502663321292113?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-83280536556681914292008-11-21T16:20:00.003+08:002008-11-21T16:41:21.735+08:00hello there...i don no if people is reading this blog,but please drop a comment or something...don no wat to write abt but i miss my school life. I wan to go back to form 1. Juz wish that i have a time capsule from apple and go back into time to life my live where fun,love,sad,exciting and much more memories that i cherish...:'( Y? y does this happen to me? but i wan to get out of school and work,earn my own money,buy a laptop and so on..so which one ? <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yodyo.com/content/images/mk_281747.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.yodyo.com/content/images/mk_281747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUSE/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-8328053655668191429?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977825395610482009.post-20441923129561645732008-09-24T19:06:00.000+08:002008-09-24T19:07:42.666+08:00hai..don read this blog because i created it for future use...If u're reading this,u have wasted 60 seconds of your life...haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977825395610482009-2044192312956164573?l=notsoperfectguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>not so perfect guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01514797186042618903noreply@blogger.com0