<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:04:19.588Z</updated><category term='Life events'/><title type='text'>A Wanna-be Hermits Tale</title><subtitle type='html'>"The Possimpable. Where Possible and Impossible meet." - How I met your mother</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7711285510030780368</id><published>2009-11-20T13:41:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:58:52.849Z</updated><title type='text'>The Shiny Hunk of Metal(Plastic)</title><content type='html'>HAHA! more pictures of two new models!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mind you. The Tanks was not easy. And still I am not satisfied with it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJ5I3cII/AAAAAAAAAVo/GKE9STXj9_w/s1600/DSCN0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJ5I3cII/AAAAAAAAAVo/GKE9STXj9_w/s320/DSCN0667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406182295498879106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJqEih7I/AAAAAAAAAVg/XwwIMiiYsIU/s1600/DSCN0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJqEih7I/AAAAAAAAAVg/XwwIMiiYsIU/s320/DSCN0669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406182291454199730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. The model kit did not allow me to model the doors open. So I had to improvise. With Paper clips and wires. Not exactly easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJRuEq_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/L04tnGOK_Ko/s1600/DSCN0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJRuEq_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/L04tnGOK_Ko/s320/DSCN0680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406182284917517298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try Noting there's suppose to be ooze flowing under him. Probably didn't really succeed in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwagD1QuXQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/K1iRR3Ib2aU/s1600/DSCN0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwagD1QuXQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/K1iRR3Ib2aU/s320/DSCN0660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406184390402137346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7711285510030780368?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7711285510030780368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7711285510030780368' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7711285510030780368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7711285510030780368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/11/shiny-hunk-of-metalplastic.html' title='The Shiny Hunk of Metal(Plastic)'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SwaeJ5I3cII/AAAAAAAAAVo/GKE9STXj9_w/s72-c/DSCN0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-1899360783575448756</id><published>2009-11-13T23:59:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:53:13.196Z</updated><title type='text'>The Forces of Chaos</title><content type='html'>"What do you mean we are not heading back?" Kraksus growled. "This our world. Our Home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words echoed through the command room. Hearts were heavy with sorrow but none of them in the room showed it. Least of all the Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Calm yourself Kraksus." Captain Barren replied sternly. "Do not think for a moment you're the only one with that in mind. But by doing so we put too much at risk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You speak of cowardice!" Kraksus smashed his fist to the table as he stood up, leaving an enormous dent. "It is our home and we must risk all to save it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Captain coolly signalled everyone to stand down. Too much has been lost and to lose another brother is the last thing he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kraksus, listen to reason." Gaelius voiced. "We have all seen the message and the picts. You know it to be true. They will be waiting for us to return and all that is left of our Chapter will be erased from history."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were any man he would have slumped back to his chair, maddened by the news of the slaughter of his homeworld. But Kraksus is an Astrates, one of the finest, and his resolve overcame his anger. He sat back down and nodded apologetically to his brothers. "Forgive my words, Captain. This is hard news."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is to all of us, Lieutenant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What have we done to deserve this?" a brother asked solemnly. "What do we do now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence fell in the room for what seemed to be an eternity. Then the Captain stood up and began circling the room. He stopped behind his brother and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then turned and faced the holocaster. The picts of the horrors that befell their homeworld still cycling through. He closed his eyes briefly, a surge of emotions he never thought possible for any Astrates ran through him. Grief. Guilt. Regrets. Helplessness. Revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Captain?" Kraksus called out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Brother Kraksus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are going to tell our men?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah..yes." The Captain replied. "How are we going to tell our brothers their father betrayed them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am rather sad. In case you don't know its based on warhammer 40k. A hobby of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was in conjuction of me finishing off my 1st Chaos Model!! Woohoo!! And while I was bored this whole day, and thought I needed to update my blog I wrote a short story based on it. Basically, that story I wrote is how the 'good guys' (if there's any) turn up to be the bad guys. At least the story that's in my head. This probably would be confusing for those who don't even know about wh40k. But I just hope my word-craft is attractive enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pics of my model work. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VNtP3lwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lLRFvLogKcw/s1600-h/DSCN0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VNtP3lwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lLRFvLogKcw/s320/DSCN0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779928119809794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VNSqPCNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/g8PbcWCOSjk/s1600-h/DSCN0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VNSqPCNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/g8PbcWCOSjk/s320/DSCN0645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779920982640850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorta from Left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VMyuqFCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LLFdGfZgCg4/s1600-h/DSCN0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VMyuqFCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LLFdGfZgCg4/s320/DSCN0651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403779912411255842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Front (Look he's lending a hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PS: From the first 2 pics he looks like he's giving the finger. Heh. Ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-1899360783575448756?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1899360783575448756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=1899360783575448756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1899360783575448756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1899360783575448756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/11/forces-of-chaos.html' title='The Forces of Chaos'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Sv4VNtP3lwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lLRFvLogKcw/s72-c/DSCN0650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-8126048485753728349</id><published>2009-10-18T16:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:11:28.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and moving on</title><content type='html'>3rd year in university and I'll be graduating (God willing) in less than a years time. Which frightens me. Many things to consider for the future. Like what to do? Masters? Work? Chow kuey teow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes things even worse is that some people just go on and on about how they've already got things sorted. Which makes me feel rather slow. Which can rather be a pain in my op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me even wonder from time to time if I did make the right choice for studies and life occupation and such. Probably should have listened to my mom despite everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as they say life goes on. Just make sure you know what you're doing about it. I'm still working on that I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-8126048485753728349?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8126048485753728349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=8126048485753728349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8126048485753728349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8126048485753728349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-and-moving-on.html' title='Life and moving on'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6723118254845178446</id><published>2009-09-18T09:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:41:57.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous day!</title><content type='html'>A joyous day! Well perhaps not to those who like cute little things that have potential destructive capacities but joyous none the less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day, When such a momentous occasion happens, I am half certain a close friend or relative would have burst out of his home and ran down the streets shouting the good news like Hermes with is ass on fire. But now we have such contraptions like the Internet and mobile phones etc. so the actions of the messenger are left to the imagination of the individual who heard of it. Probably makes the situation worse off, but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and his wife had been gifted by the heavens with a baby girl. And a good timing too as I will be leaving for the UK in just a matter of days time. Her timing is impeccable, I must say. Looks like there will be little time for him and his warhammer 40k models and hobbies for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as I might, I am at a lost for words of how to best describe this event. Probably overjoyed for my brother and also, perhaps still quite perplexed. Nothing negative I assure you, it's just that I can only picture a daughter happily mauling her father to the ground in savage child fury. And on the off-chance, kicking his ass in a game or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off, again. To those persistent readers of my semi-comatose blog of mine I thank you. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6723118254845178446?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6723118254845178446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6723118254845178446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6723118254845178446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6723118254845178446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/09/joyous-moments.html' title='Joyous day!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4813082532285745008</id><published>2009-08-01T16:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:14:46.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to past the time...</title><content type='html'>Gather round, young and old. I don't suppose you heard the greatest story that was ever told?&lt;br /&gt;Before there were machines that touched the clouds. Before there were carts the size of a house.&lt;br /&gt;Before times of words and art. Before even songs of legends even start.&lt;br /&gt;World still dark and void, five kings walked on dark waters poised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was old, matured. He held with him scrolls that brought life of every nature.&lt;br /&gt;The Second tall and proud. His voice ensured balance to all around.&lt;br /&gt;Wise was the third, his judgement sure as night. His words and staff brought all to light.&lt;br /&gt;Dark was the forth, tormented from within. Yet faithful to his task when he calls the mourned to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last, not many knew. But his role amongst them was not the least true.&lt;br /&gt;He was neither strong nor feared, he had neither the height nor wise-man's beard.&lt;br /&gt;But he had heart in all he did. He gave his love to all even those who loathed it.&lt;br /&gt;He taught men the values of life. He taught them truth need be told and death was but an end to strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by and people grew weary. They wanted more and blamed scarcity.&lt;br /&gt;What they had been thought by the kings now forgot. The bonds they once had with one another counted for naught.&lt;br /&gt;Wars begun tearing the world asunder. the armies of men shook the earth like thunder.&lt;br /&gt;The first hid his face as the fourth drew to him great numbers. The second and third tried in dismay to hold back the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last, the kings lost their choler. Judgement was at hand and death was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;The second raised his voice the skies began to shatter. The fourth sent forth a shroud that devoured all like cancer.&lt;br /&gt;The fifth watched, as the people cried. But the kings showed no mercy and many had died.&lt;br /&gt;Bearing no longer, the anguish of his beloved. He pleaded for their sake and to stop the shedding of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The die was cast, the verdict was made known. Even the fifth knew the law cannot be overthrown.&lt;br /&gt;Hence the fifth made a pact, with the kings and the people alike.&lt;br /&gt;He was to receive the punishment which the people have owed, and death would not come who remembers The Oath.&lt;br /&gt;Finally for all the world to see. The kings reluctantly delivered their fifth, carved him to the greatest tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were those who understood not what he had done. That he showed them love that made them one.&lt;br /&gt;There were those who continued their path of hate. There were those who beat their breasts but remained in neutral state.&lt;br /&gt;But there are those who remember the deeds of the king. He who ruled yet called us kin.&lt;br /&gt;He had reasoned to the kings to stay their hands. He died for the people so they turn not into sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this, oh, generation so new. My theory is this, the fifth is not dead, tis' true!&lt;br /&gt;His love for his people too strong for even the fourth. He watches over them even now of course.&lt;br /&gt;He mediates for the people with the kings. To ensure the pact is kept, no lose strings.&lt;br /&gt;So be mindful and remember the fifth. For he paid the price so that all may live.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote this on a whim. Took me...2 hours or so? Not very original, I know but I suppose it was worth the write during slow times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have rather enjoyed playing WH40k. It eats your brains after a game but it is fun. Hope I'd get to play more before going back. Hehe. Till next time I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4813082532285745008?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4813082532285745008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4813082532285745008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4813082532285745008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4813082532285745008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-to-past-time.html' title='Just to past the time...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-5618714202298259037</id><published>2009-07-12T06:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:53:55.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo or not to emo?</title><content type='html'>3 weeks since I got back from Malaysia and 2 more months or so before I decide to head back to the UK, a close friend of mine decides to fly off to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my other friends, he teared as I walked down the hallways of the airport towards my gate. Although I have not acted the same (tearing), I am now beginning to feel that his presence would be sorely missed. As annoying as he actually is. Perhaps too missed for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Lets see how emo I can actually get over this, and how long would it take for it to take effect etc eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-5618714202298259037?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/5618714202298259037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=5618714202298259037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5618714202298259037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5618714202298259037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo-or-not-to-emo.html' title='Emo or not to emo?'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-8713883212656273692</id><published>2009-06-22T14:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:34:24.017+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Msia</title><content type='html'>Well, Looks like I made it back without a scratch or with that Swine flu (H1N1 virus for those who wish to be more complex about it). Good ol' dusty, dirty (not just the environment) home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I don't miss home of course, but oddly enough I have mixed feelings about home if I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to find out my mom decided to get a new car and a big fancy one at that. And sad to find that crime rates in Malaysia are just getting from bad to worse to worst to hellish. I used to think Malaysia would develop over time and people would learn to be more civil as time progresses. I guess that was mere wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing shocking is to find out all the juniors all growing up and getting somewhat matured. Probably still have long ways to go eh guys? But all in all glad to see life is moving on. Side news, one of my poor dogs kicked the bucket when I was away, sad. But guess he ate too much anyway so he deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of my walk with God, well, guess I could say I've been on the low end. Which is a shame really, and I realise I'm not the only one who's feeling like this. I used to know people who were quite on fire for God, but they seem to have died down. Why? I obviously wouldn't know. But could it be because of ourselves? Yea no doubt we should look into ourselves first. Could it be because of the people around us? This of course is subjective, but I personally think so. As brothers and sisters we are to keep each other accountable. There are lines so fine that you think that there are no barriers at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the fine example I gathered from the book/movie angels and demons: There are people who are rational and need proof before agreeing to it. Vice versa, there are the faithful who would leap into dangers unknown because they purely believe. If you were to ask me where I stand in this, I would say I'd side the 'scientists' more. (No I'm not saying I am turning away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going with this? In a nutshell, we should keep each other accountable. Being overly 'scientific' could eventually lead a Christian to backslide. Whereas, being an overly pious priest person would just make you a nut-job, and you would just scare people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is: pious dudes, do what you gotta do but don't shun people and make yourself holier-than-thou. Listen to people, condemn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIN&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE SINNERS&lt;/span&gt;. For the rationalists, stop thinking too much. And don't conform to the world just because it FEELS right. We don't like to listen to people who disagree with us but they could be our voice of reason, so bite down from time to time and just listen. Harder than it sounds I know, same goes for me to. That's why I write to remind not just you who would read this, but its for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because its right doesn't make it holy. Just because its wrong doesn't make you a screw-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never really good with these things. But here's what I hope to do before I go back to the UK. Tough chance I know, but it pains me that good people are left out somehow. Encourage those who have issues with church, perhaps have a sense of belonging once again in a church. Also, I used to know many great people with great passions for God's people but have went into 'hibernation' of sorts. I pray that you would pick up that cross once again, despite the crap you may have to crawl through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this post was irrelevant, means this problem doesn't exist and that's a good thing. If it makes sense, let all who has ears let him/her hear eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-8713883212656273692?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8713883212656273692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=8713883212656273692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8713883212656273692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8713883212656273692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-msia.html' title='Back to the Msia'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4881478571491699565</id><published>2009-05-08T16:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:48:28.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS!!</title><content type='html'>Sort of sorted my project. Now it's back to revision...FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 more days to go...well...10days, effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4881478571491699565?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4881478571491699565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4881478571491699565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4881478571491699565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4881478571491699565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams.html' title='EXAMS!!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-364699774974101866</id><published>2009-04-20T19:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:30:33.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter</title><content type='html'>Still in the holidays....or so its called....I'm to tell myself its a study break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6modules. 1 Project that is worth 30% of one of those modules. And only less than a month before the deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think I'm screwed. But anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not really about me. As most will know its the season of easter. And something a friend of mine said (as trivial as it was then) is stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Easter is a time when God wants to bless us' and also 'Easter is the time when we are tested'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't feel like I'm involved in any testing of faith. But apparently everyone else seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although easter is pretty much over. The effects are still hanging around or we are still going through somethings. Would just like to say God is there. And he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I am a skeptic. But believe me in this, miracles happen everyday to us. Whether we know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, Later days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-364699774974101866?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/364699774974101866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=364699774974101866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/364699774974101866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/364699774974101866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='The Easter'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-8300489398946599142</id><published>2009-04-06T12:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:08:02.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A strange turn of events....</title><content type='html'>Hmm...most of you don't know this. But since January (or Febuary) I stumbled on this web-based book called Eastridge : School for Adventurers and at that point of time. They had a 'competition' for writing and character creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward as it may seem, I found myself pulled in by this and thought : 'What the heck, lets give voice to the creative voice inside my head!' If I truely had one in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What compelled me to do this? &lt;/em&gt;Me asking myself more than you probably would question me. Maybe I was bored. Maybe my supressed love for fantasy stories, games and the more geeky stuff finally found a way to break out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I applied regardless. Taking my time to plan out my application and further describe my character. And a few days before the deadline, I handed it in. With the mindset of having nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really think I'd get in after having read one of another applicants work. Well, briefly at least. And it seemed rather good. I thought to myself if there were at least 20 people like him/her. I won't stand a chance. I wrote nothing of this sort in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Almost a month has passed and the results are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of possibly that many applicants. Maybe a good 50 applicants or who knows how many more. I was one of 8 to get an acceptance. This morning, I really didn't know what to do with my blog actually. Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, needless to say I did actually have help from 2 really Really dedicated friends as well. Who whole-hearted-y gave up their sleep (and possibly game time for one of them) to provide me feed-backs on my writing. Jacqueline Lim(Crazy B***h of the millennium) and Mark Tan(Psycho Dentist-to-be Extrodinare) I salute thee. You two probably already know what the reward will be. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you all please excuse me. I need to go back into reality and read up on macroeconomics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain....!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-8300489398946599142?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8300489398946599142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=8300489398946599142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8300489398946599142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8300489398946599142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/04/strange-turn-of-events.html' title='A strange turn of events....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7542801285852674158</id><published>2009-02-06T12:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:38:10.179Z</updated><title type='text'>Snow snow! Pretty and shiny snow...</title><content type='html'>Winter just became real and full here as even in the UK it started snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really strange it seems although UK is way up north, it hasn't snowed this hard for 18years. 18 YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were taking this very seriously, many couldn't get to work in fear of the slippery icy roads. Newspapers and news had it as major headlines, saying : 'screw obama and the economic crisis'!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it was tough since people couldn't get to work, schools and university. Well, I actually wished the last part was true. I still had to go to classes and head to burst the bubble here the snow was taken as more of a good thing than bad. Many were at the open fields having snowball wars, building snowmen/women/children/Really REALLY awkward snow sculptures, and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a couple of days already and although its expected to snow a little more, it just gets disgusting for some people. Muddy snow is not very nice to track on, and the earlier snow gets compacted and turns into slippery blanket of ice over the ground. I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that it gets difficult to walk on those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow though, I can't help myself to wish for more and more snow. To pray for the heavens to open its gates to pour down the sparkly white flakes until the world (or at least the UK) is engulfed in metres and metres thick of icy death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapz, I love snow that much. I really REALLY wanted to show you guys pictures..but my phone and laptop just don't wish to work together for now. So i'll post them up maybe later. or show you guys if demanded. Well, gotta go, its lunch time!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;I killed a couple snowmen/women. That was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7542801285852674158?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7542801285852674158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7542801285852674158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7542801285852674158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7542801285852674158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-snow-pretty-and-shiny-snow.html' title='Snow snow! Pretty and shiny snow...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7495696051883277188</id><published>2009-01-25T22:35:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:17:16.178Z</updated><title type='text'>What it all boils down to this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Well Happy CNY everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange that when I actually do feel like being a writer, Nothing comes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apart from the fact that everyone seems to be finding ways to make full use of Chinese New Year. I seem to have been caught up in a torrent of Geekiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since after my exams, I stumbled upon a very interesting online fantasy novel. Never thought things like that could be so entertaining. And the plot is pretty much written in such a way that it is the stereotypical high school drama type of story. And the writers know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch is the settings are like the Medieval RPG. Examples, Dungeons and Dragons, Neverwinter Nights, Baldur's Gate and such. In a nutshell and in my point of view, I concluded it is like Harry Potter, only it is played out in a world a lot (and I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;) more to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what does this mean really? Guess I'm realising I'm more of a Geek than I would like to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play games (and I play hard).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do enjoy reading comics, some manga and a few random US-Canadian based ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have imaginations from to time about far of fantasy worlds where magics and mystical creatures roam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yea, I wish I was a character in worlds like that from time to time (So yea get a lawyer and sue me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, and not to mention I'm still quite into my Warhammer 40k models&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And somewhat of an epiphany hit me not long ago. Been looking back at my achievements in life, and I realised : ' Wow, I would've done a lot more with what I had'. Trails all the way back to college, High School, and even further. And this is the outcome, this IS what it boils down to and this is who I chose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I suppose regret and remorse should fill the remainder of this post. But I say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sure, if you had to put me in a stereotyped social circle, I'll probably fall into the geeks (or somewhere in between that and single minded jocks), but I am content with who I am now and with what I have. Improvements (in every ones life of course too) are obviously needed until my last breath, meaning I am not saying that I loathe to do everything else. It's just my hobbies entertain me and so happens the world perceives things that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(The posting on top is really for my own self gratification more than anything else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So for those who do stumble upon my blog from time to time. Who are you really? Who do you want to be? Don't just say it as well. Know it, and Do it. Take chances and risks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yea, in case you are wondering, I am speaking some what from experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;God bless you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.schoolforadventurers.com/EastRidge%20Sealflat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 432px;" src="http://www.schoolforadventurers.com/EastRidge%20Sealflat.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here's a hint on what I've been reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7495696051883277188?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7495696051883277188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7495696051883277188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7495696051883277188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7495696051883277188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-it-all-boils-down-to-this.html' title='What it all boils down to this....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6453424787780983269</id><published>2009-01-02T12:39:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:55:45.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter break....New Years....Christmas....Now exams...</title><content type='html'>Hello All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just to keep this alive and kicking and sorry to those who wanted to still keep in contact with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just add me on my msn and buzz me from time to time...its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan_9654@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back on topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter&lt;/span&gt; this year around was gloomier than the last. Not a single drop of snow although its cold as...(hmm)...out there. What makes this winter experience all the more exciting is....You guys will never guess this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boiler&lt;/span&gt; decided to take a break as well during this most festive and frozen season...Which means :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; heater- means house will pretty much be about the same temperature outside which is about...from 0-10 degrees?? and 10 degrees is pretty good already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; hot water- So its either we boil the hot water 1st and shower 'kampung' style with rice pots and pans (no pails unfortunately) or we shower in ice cold water that'll literally freeze your ass so numb that it hurts...yea...cold bites...or whatever else you call it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well odder things out of the UK..me and a couple of my mates decided to head to Italy for the winter break. Dumb move in a 3rd person point of view. And I was pretty much trying to keep myself optimistic by saying that we don't have to wait in lines and all that nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's a rough summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st destination was Pisa..you know...where the leaning tower is. And that is pretty much everything there is to see in Pisa..Apart from few small stuff and just taking in the view. Spent a night there, and here's a picture of me at the toilet window...yea...I'm in the toilet..and you can see me....clearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV5OhIEVG1I/AAAAAAAAATw/WuRZD_WpA_o/s1600-h/DSCN0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV5OhIEVG1I/AAAAAAAAATw/WuRZD_WpA_o/s320/DSCN0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286749343587834706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like those windows you see in..certain clubs(you'll get the idea when you're old enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next stop after Pisa was Venice. Ahh, place of romance, beautiful city, gondolas, those singing dudes rowing you down. Well it probably would be if it weren't for all the rain that came down on us. We were pretty much soaked for days! And the water levels were so high there we only saw them gondola people come out on our last full day there. Couldn't really bother about posting too many photos soo...I'll show em when i get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, if you've been following international news, Venice and Rome (which was our choice of destinations) so happened to have been hit by floods. Even now, I wonder if it was some higher order trying to drop a hint on us. Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on the off chance you do want to go to Venice, it's pretty dodgy at night and if you're not careful enough you can easily get lost walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Days later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(After Venice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on our merry little way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Italy's capital and the heart of perhaps the center of the greatest ancient civilization in known history: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, I've been there but never full appreciated what the city had to offer. Until now. And there I could see why so many fantasy tales and stories have pretty much revolved around roman culture in a sense. Its really a place I don't mind going back to again. Especially I only spent 3 days there. Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the catch to it. The city and probably most of the inanimate objects of the place are fantastic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The People and the 'tourist staff' however, are...well so far there's not a swear word or a sentence of swear words that could justly describe them. They're not exactly friendly. And they pretty much try to rip you off at every off chance they can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what my friend said to pretty much help you picture them (A spiced up conversation between me and my friend so..):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Staring at the ruins of ancient Rome, mere stones only stand to vaguely outline the layout of the city and buildings that once was there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Wow, Imagine how it would look like before.&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Uyee: Yea, but now after coming here I know where they became like this&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Oh? How come?&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Uyee: Last time if the people were like how they are now, I'm not surprised why the city now is in such a state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a different occasion someone mentioned as well that they seemed less educated than say British people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I think I pretty much hated the 'hospitality there. Actually just Rome. But we realised as we got closer to the Vatican City, the people got nicer. Though more pictures of the pope started showing up. They love they're pope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well time for less words more pictures!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4Okn4yXhI/AAAAAAAAATo/8EMwpcESJbg/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4Okn4yXhI/AAAAAAAAATo/8EMwpcESJbg/s320/IMG_1919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679034924785170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shit you not the pic above is a painting! Note: The Crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OkKZ4m8I/AAAAAAAAATg/wt-arRAnljc/s1600-h/IMG_1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OkKZ4m8I/AAAAAAAAATg/wt-arRAnljc/s320/IMG_1770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679027010542530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Peters..Bloody good pic (unfortunately not my cam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4Oj9FZ5ZI/AAAAAAAAATY/2tXY7n3F1Ik/s1600-h/IMG_1700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4Oj9FZ5ZI/AAAAAAAAATY/2tXY7n3F1Ik/s320/IMG_1700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679023434982802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss "Midget" Lim and I at some columns XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OjhgoEYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pR7_1JqseKk/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OjhgoEYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pR7_1JqseKk/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679016032964994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See those 2 dudes closest to the cam? Those me friends (what a view eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OjT9Ap1I/AAAAAAAAATI/MoxtRl76pZo/s1600-h/IMG_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV4OjT9Ap1I/AAAAAAAAATI/MoxtRl76pZo/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679012393920338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its so much prettier in person. So who wants to go with me again?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hm...Tis all I've got time for apparently. Will try to keep updated. Exams in less than 2 weeks and i've got crap loads to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss home and family.. and my close friends :) See you guys real soon hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6453424787780983269?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6453424787780983269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6453424787780983269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6453424787780983269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6453424787780983269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-breaknew-yearschristmasnow-exams.html' title='Winter break....New Years....Christmas....Now exams...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SV5OhIEVG1I/AAAAAAAAATw/WuRZD_WpA_o/s72-c/DSCN0257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-5810590757534551545</id><published>2008-11-13T15:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:23:41.815Z</updated><title type='text'>Dark...Gloomy....all over again</title><content type='html'>Hello folks..time to complain about the british weather again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I feel rather...fragile of late...and i can't help but wonder if it's the weather? But then again I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange I think this will be my shortest post ever...ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-5810590757534551545?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/5810590757534551545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=5810590757534551545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5810590757534551545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5810590757534551545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/11/darkgloomyall-over-again.html' title='Dark...Gloomy....all over again'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2531178477314767714</id><published>2008-10-29T21:44:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:26:13.634Z</updated><title type='text'>What's there to say??</title><content type='html'>Hmm...just thought I'd blog again this time...BWAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello once again people (after a long LONG time!). Well as the title states...i am having little ideas on how to run this blog...sooner or later i think my brother would even like to take over it soon enough...blehh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I have been feeling like setting the world ablaze in a fiery fiery inferno and all wrath fathomable by my too imaginative or not mind to fall upon it. But that's really pretty much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be seeing rainbows and colours tomorrow. Ahh, how human emotions can be so indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i can mention about is how excited I am with the new game called Fallout 3 coming out in a matter of days (2days and counting to be exact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjsveSf99I/AAAAAAAAAM4/OkT4ScFfXB4/s1600-h/Vault+Dwellers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjsveSf99I/AAAAAAAAAM4/OkT4ScFfXB4/s320/Vault+Dwellers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262716464911087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to dive back into the vaults fellow vault dwellers, as tales of the post-nuclear world are now here once again!!Those who think I am some what too obsessed can think this then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjsvJySg2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ahUMaH29AgM/s1600-h/Bloody+mess+trait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjsvJySg2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ahUMaH29AgM/s320/Bloody+mess+trait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262716459407278946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this clear to most people. I love computer games. Hey, i can say I'm somewhat addicted to them. But I do NOT make it my life. I only found myself so crazy over a game for just this once really. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there are some skepticism about how well the new developers of the game will do. True enough I have my doubts and i wonder how well it really is as well. But for just this once, I will place some faith in a game so much so I intend to get the original. At least for once in my life I would not be a Malaysian in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of Malaysians, I can now say: WE ARE BLOODY ARROGANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least the people I know. We should hear ourselves speak. We speak as if we know so much. That everyone else should bow before our superior wisdom. When someone 'wrongs' us, the way i see it we seldom take a step back and think : 'though he is a prick, there may be some truth to his words'. Instead it goes like: What's his/her problem la!! Can't s/he see my point of view!! What an ass!!' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Guess I do have something to say. And it's not all that good. Guess the moods been set for ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess i'll just leave you with this last picture...the future is now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjw4CSCdFI/AAAAAAAAANA/k5teyT0BOG4/s1600-h/Poster+of+Fallout+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 526px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjw4CSCdFI/AAAAAAAAANA/k5teyT0BOG4/s320/Poster+of+Fallout+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262721010058294354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2531178477314767714?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2531178477314767714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2531178477314767714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2531178477314767714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2531178477314767714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-there-to-say.html' title='What&apos;s there to say??'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SQjsveSf99I/AAAAAAAAAM4/OkT4ScFfXB4/s72-c/Vault+Dwellers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6710297442070665081</id><published>2008-09-30T00:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:27:34.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A new semester, A new....bah..I don't really like new</title><content type='html'>Looks like my lectures are just about to begin. Possibly after another week worth of lifeless gaming and watching brain degenerating series' like South Park. After watching it for awhile, I don't even know what's so funny about it. Though in a sense it could give insight of how the world think's and how fortunate we are that we don't think like them (I certainly hope we don't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As I arrived here in the UK, (I will just vent here a little), all went smoothly until I reached the accursed immigration line. In short, they were the most inefficient lot of (long list of not so pleasant name calling) if i do say so. The Chinese immigration lines were so much quicker. Almost missed the last bus to Leicester for the day. Lucky I was able to convince them they were idiots and that my needs were well above others (just to spice up the story) and I manage to get ahead of the line and barely made it for my coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, in the more not so distant past then, I managed to get hooked onto this web-based game called travian (thanks jie) and found myself being ever watchful over it almost every waking minute. Worse part is that the guy who dragged me into it (hello jie) quit just as I left to the UK. On another game note, fallout 3 is coming out and this is the only game, let me repeat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONLY GAME&lt;/span&gt;, I am actually keeping track and counting the days to its release. I noticed I have a reputation for being an obsessive gamer, perhaps I deserve it, but I do not claim myself to be of such degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hmm, guess I should mention this sooner or later. As much as I try to find it in me to miss ALL of my home, I can't say I really can. Too much politics of the most foul for my liking. Makes good conversation, but too much. There is also something else but I will leave that for more private means of communication. Though I can already foresee not many people will give a crap anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's good to also see my university mates here as well. Looking smashing as always and ohh so 'eager' to start year 2. Churchmates too.ahaha. Should have plenty of time to bond with them as I am stayin with 4 of them and...so happens my new accomodation is a very convenient meet spot. Gah, would like to post some photo's but I am too lazy for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hope you guys in Malaysia are doing yourselves well. Wash them cars ehh CBC? Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6710297442070665081?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6710297442070665081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6710297442070665081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6710297442070665081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6710297442070665081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-semester-newbahi-dont-really-like.html' title='A new semester, A new....bah..I don&apos;t really like new'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4273146072287803015</id><published>2008-09-18T18:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:19:16.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving soon...the end is near...</title><content type='html'>....the end of summer that is...well, at least in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings once again..wow..i'm a little surprised with the activity of my blog..I'd thought it be grimmer than the graves by now. For that, you people have my thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I obviously wish such enthusiasm was better displayed with the old fashioned way of communication. By that I mean face to face communication. You know how some people act differently in cyberspace and in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, it's been a good holiday break I suppose. Returned back to my good ol' roots again. Of games and..'Malaysian complaining'. I find that we do complain alot about things. Don't we?? Man I feel like I live a double life. I personally feel that it isn't a good thing. *Sigh* perfection is hard to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you're wondering : No, I do not claim myself to be close to perfection but in my own lazy way, I wish to strive for it. Perfection is impossible to obtain would you not agree? But who's to say we cannot push ourselves and set it as our goal? Hmm..maybe less of warhammer 40k will do me good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!..I seemed to have lost my train of thought so here will be a few pictures of what I roughly did this summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKY_sld4qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zsFLmmwcnXQ/s1600-h/DSCN0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKY_sld4qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zsFLmmwcnXQ/s320/DSCN0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247424735907537570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nephew and Niece sure know how to pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKY_19bWUI/AAAAAAAAAME/hnAlgLWib0w/s1600-h/DSCN0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKY_19bWUI/AAAAAAAAAME/hnAlgLWib0w/s320/DSCN0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247424738423953730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really cool tourist attraction at an empty tourist area?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAFUDtQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/d2G42VANli8/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAFUDtQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/d2G42VANli8/s320/DSCN0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247424742545405186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Niece, Yea..cheeky lil thing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAg21k8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/q2iRjfITgaQ/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAg21k8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/q2iRjfITgaQ/s320/DSCN0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247424749939037122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forced me!!She wanted to cry?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAyfPcqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PZYtvEvVf7M/s1600-h/DSCN0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKZAyfPcqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PZYtvEvVf7M/s320/DSCN0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247424754671907490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To all you siu long bao lovers....ITS &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO CHEAP&lt;/span&gt; IN SHANGHAI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so happened I lost all the idea's i was mentioning about in the previous post somehow..Inspiration should come back eventually I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me leave you with this question for the fun of it...Do you know someone unbearable to even talk to?Just because he/she does certain things are they bad influences?To avoid them is the best option or to 'partake supper' with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4273146072287803015?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4273146072287803015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4273146072287803015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4273146072287803015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4273146072287803015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/09/leaving-soonthe-end-is-near.html' title='Leaving soon...the end is near...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SNKY_sld4qI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zsFLmmwcnXQ/s72-c/DSCN0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-48868729512819756</id><published>2008-08-28T16:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:03:41.604+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life events'/><title type='text'>Out of Work...In with Emo...Off to Shanghai...On PsP high..</title><content type='html'>Yea...bad title..but What the heck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Any of you is keeping track. I stopped working as of Today in order to spend more time perhaps chilling and doing things that I should be doing during my short time back. Yes, Due to poor planning I am to return a little too early to UK. Will be leaving on the 20th of September so hopefully I'll get to hang out with mates that matter before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it even worse is that I'll be heading off to Shanghai tomorrow for 10 days! That's not a bad thing at all, since I'll be meeting with my eldest brother. Still sucks that my time is limited once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Good note....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hardcoreware.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/slim-psp-silver-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.hardcoreware.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/slim-psp-silver-front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is now mine!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEHOLD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For what technological splendor can compare to its glory??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..so its not all that great but its to compensate for my crappy laptop and desktop(or what is left of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about Emo...Been feeling unnecessarily pessimistic for some reason or none. Kind of got annoyed at something ever so slight and walked off. Big mystery ehh?? Perhaps it's dissapointment. Dissapointed by various things and people. Which also includes myself. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...can't seem to think of anything to say for now..Will keep you guys posted la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-48868729512819756?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/48868729512819756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=48868729512819756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/48868729512819756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/48868729512819756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-of-workin-with-emooff-to-shanghaion.html' title='Out of Work...In with Emo...Off to Shanghai...On PsP high..'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6705801319757657216</id><published>2008-08-11T16:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:59:54.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long deadness of my blog....Nothing seemed to inspired me to blog for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been??3weeks??a month???ops...anyway here's in general what happened since then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Came back to Malaysia (somewhat unexpectedly) on the 10th of July instead.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pretty much did nothing since my desktop got dissected to junk (thank God for my laptop)&lt;br /&gt;3. Obviously bonded with my family again (my nephew and niece are huge now!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Hermited for at least 3-4weeks&lt;br /&gt;5. Tried catching up with local friends (in my opinion not as successful as I hoped)&lt;br /&gt;6. Found a job stringing rackets! (Loving it for now.it's just like fixing my models only less room for error)&lt;br /&gt;7. Completed 1 and half of my metal models (1 which i wanted to look like its blending out of camouflage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do...so much procrastination. As my dad always said: 'you'll always have time for anything as long as you plan your schedule' or something like that anyway...the underlining message is in there some where. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on to something more recent...Just went to Melaka for the weekend with churchmates...They're as..dodgy as ever..here are some pics i can't remember who took with my phone camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Daniel%20Ong/My%20Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/pics/Image048.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Daniel%20Ong/My%20Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/pics/Image047.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Daniel%20Ong/My%20Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/pics/Image046.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Daniel%20Ong/My%20Documents/Bluetooth%20Exchange%20Folder/pics/Image045.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehFss8XI/AAAAAAAAALc/w7R76VtWtWY/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehFss8XI/AAAAAAAAALc/w7R76VtWtWY/s320/Image045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233286689562882418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is me looking like an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehiDEpVI/AAAAAAAAALk/SA587BJQmn4/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehiDEpVI/AAAAAAAAALk/SA587BJQmn4/s320/Image046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233286697172903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Aunt' Iris unaware she's been taken(..a photo of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehg87nOI/AAAAAAAAALs/PQq8P2p3wqc/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehg87nOI/AAAAAAAAALs/PQq8P2p3wqc/s320/Image047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233286696878709986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh...Mr James..the greatest loser!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBeh3qm9_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/zfojEapNHEc/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBeh3qm9_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/zfojEapNHEc/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233286702975875058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chris Teo (you should see him toss cards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now for the future.. I do have some ideas saved up for my blog atm.....but now it all depends on whether i wish to procrastinate or take the initiative to test my creative mettle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep u guys posted...take care!...and sorry about the late blogging thingy again..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6705801319757657216?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6705801319757657216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6705801319757657216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6705801319757657216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6705801319757657216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/08/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SKBehFss8XI/AAAAAAAAALc/w7R76VtWtWY/s72-c/Image045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4737823849787164787</id><published>2008-07-08T00:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:20:43.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To continue or not continue...</title><content type='html'>Current deadness of my blog has lead me to consider discontinuing the use of it. As it does take a creative mind to keep not only fresh posting material and an interesting life, I need to express my experiences in a way that draws people and captures their attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I clearly lack the attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In all honest opinion, I find myself trying to explain something intriguing I encountered, only to find my words unheeded and the topic instantly changes at the very 1st opportune moment most of the time. To add on, when someone else explains the same event, its as if the conversation could take on many directions compared to the dead end stories that I can conjure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Perhaps I lack Social skills. Perhaps I talk too much. Perhaps I think too much. Perhaps I'm just plain. Perhaps I'm too predictable to have a need to be asked anything. Too many things cross my mind sometimes I know I'm irrational. It's something I find challenging to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, the purpose of this blog was to keep in contact with friends in a way. The way I see it, it is ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On a happier note, I got back from prague not too long back and whoa!! Great city, pretty nice people(haven't met any pick pockets etc) and thumbs of for the scenery. History of the place is probably complicated so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Loads of laughs with my friends as well, but unfortunately I don't think I can't say much for:&lt;br /&gt;1. I forget easily as many people know&lt;br /&gt;2. No point since most of you won't get it anyway(slightly cause of the points earlier in this post)&lt;br /&gt;3. I personally find it hard sometimes to follow their conversations (canton speaking etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(though I have reason to believe my chinese has improved it is no where near their level)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can't remember when I walked this much in my life in 6 days. What an experience! Try walking 10hours a day non-stop average. Who knows? Perhaps more actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well pictures should be up on facebook. When I can get the flame for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till next time or never people. God Bless you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4737823849787164787?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4737823849787164787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4737823849787164787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4737823849787164787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4737823849787164787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-continue-or-not-continue.html' title='To continue or not continue...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2351822465720478491</id><published>2008-06-30T02:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:05:01.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to.....</title><content type='html'>IN approximately 4hours time, i will be leaving for a nice little vacation to....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRAGUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know where it is, its in Czech Republic(Used to be apart of the Holy Roman Empire in the mid and medieval ages). Still don't know where it is?? Mid-eastern europe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't know where it is....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOGLE &lt;/span&gt;it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is apparently one of the most B.E.A-utiful cities in europe and so.....a must check out. Well, I'll see you guys in a few days. keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'm not lazy enough to not upload the photos later.....Take care you all, God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2351822465720478491?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2351822465720478491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2351822465720478491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2351822465720478491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2351822465720478491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to.html' title='Trip to.....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-5363987670017969301</id><published>2008-06-26T01:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:48:19.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Days to prague and so much to do....</title><content type='html'>My oh my....So much to do so little time....and I booked my flight so much later too. Only a couple of days before I depart for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prague&lt;/span&gt; (1st time travelling for a vacation without parental guidance!) Yes yes I know, I'm no longer a child but I guess I can honestly say I lived a sheltered life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wish to comment....shush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt;, Gotta begin the packing process, so much trash unwilling to part with, not sure what to pack 1st and all those things that go through ones procrastinating mind. Then there's the settling of my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accommodation&lt;/span&gt;, the cost of it all, painful painful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results will be out soon too. And as one favourite comic icon of mine would say: 'REJOICE! for bad things are about to happen'. Gotta save up for a stall selling chow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kuey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;teow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another side note, I thought I'd dig back into a side of me that I haven't in awhile(willingly I mean). Used to be able to come up with rather loner stuff, maybe I should delve back there once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a line you might have seen on msn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rip away emotion, shred the chords that attach, feel nothing to achieve greater things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of something else but deemed it not worthy to be blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not against friendship. Definately not, but people dissapoint and thats life isn't it?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that is why God is soo great.. AHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is it for now, God bless everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-5363987670017969301?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/5363987670017969301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=5363987670017969301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5363987670017969301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/5363987670017969301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/06/days-to-prague-and-so-much-to-do.html' title='Days to prague and so much to do....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-1704129466883662408</id><published>2008-06-14T02:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T04:10:21.659+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time sure has past since I first met you,&lt;br /&gt;Unimportant as it was it changed me still.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can actually tell,&lt;br /&gt;But you mean so much more than you'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; you laughed, you smiled,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but to follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons changed, they came and went,&lt;br /&gt;and all I could think of is the good times we have spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short though those times might be,&lt;br /&gt;And there are times I believe I ruined it all,&lt;br /&gt;My insensitivity, my pride,&lt;br /&gt;there are even some days, I just wish I could hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suppressed&lt;/span&gt; it, I hid it deep,&lt;br /&gt;But the more I tried the thoughts just slip.&lt;br /&gt;The second I sleep, the moment I'm awake,&lt;br /&gt;there you are, leaving me intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With reason, and all that I know,&lt;br /&gt;the paths that we take are not the same.&lt;br /&gt;However it seems in my very being,&lt;br /&gt;I long that it would be, to openly say that you're the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel silly, about everything I say.&lt;br /&gt;Am I too strange? Am I too insane?&lt;br /&gt;Envious I become when you talk so freely,&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else, but just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one day, if God wills it,&lt;br /&gt;I can share with you my feelings, all of it.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, Friendship is what I would cherish,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that we will never end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some people will probably call me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pansy&lt;/span&gt;...but hey...whatever makes them happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have some spare time so I thought I'd play around with whatever knowledge I have. Not my best I admit. But then again, how often to I write??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-1704129466883662408?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1704129466883662408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=1704129466883662408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1704129466883662408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1704129466883662408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/06/poem-time.html' title='Poem time!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2196095313948009101</id><published>2008-06-04T23:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:48:30.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>People sound like they're growing up all so fast...</title><content type='html'>Sigh, just recieved news from home. Just that is enough to make me wonder about the things that are happening back home. Unfortunately, I can't be as well informed as I wish to. So, I wonder, how much have all those people back home have grown and changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, and lets see how many of you actually read my blog. Depending on my mood i guess, I will take this as a test as whether to continue my blog or not. There is no point if all the effects of a supposed blog is non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As you know Summer holidays have begun and I shall be returning home shortly. However, due to my procrastination and all I will only be back by then end of July. Should be on the 21st I believe. Don't say I didn't warn you people. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well anyway, I can't wait to return home to meet apparently new people and also to see everyone else again. So many things have happened within the past 8months? And it feels both like its been quite awhile and not at all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Last of all....I'm coming home all those good foods of Malaysia!! My tastebuds await your awesome unhealthy goodness!! I seriously need to fatten up again..Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2196095313948009101?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2196095313948009101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2196095313948009101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2196095313948009101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2196095313948009101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/06/people-sound-like-theyre-growing-up-all.html' title='People sound like they&apos;re growing up all so fast...'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-3040874979269866015</id><published>2008-06-01T00:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:11:48.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of Exams</title><content type='html'>Phew.....My Blog died again...Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My exams just ended so its back to the bumming life again of ,games, rotting, and warhammer 40k. I just made myself sound nerdy but who am i kidding. But not so sad la, I do have other things to do like chilling with friends and of course packing up stuff and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Exams were not too bad, but the final paper seemed tough to me and I woke up one fine morning realising I probably used the wrong formula. Hurray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, just for you people who are interested on when I would return....I have certain things to attend to before going back unfortunately and it seems it may take sometime..(by things i mean that I procrastinate alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hmm...what else is there to say right now? Oh yea...i've been wondering, since i've been here for quite some time, how I would react to the changes back home and the changes(if any) of myself. Well, can't say anything now so I guess i'll just have to wait and see. Can't wait to see what new things are in store for me back in my own country. At the same time, I may miss the people I've met here. Ohh the irony......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm boring even myself right about now, till next time all....God bless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-3040874979269866015?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3040874979269866015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=3040874979269866015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3040874979269866015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3040874979269866015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-exams.html' title='The End Of Exams'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2530978833796072580</id><published>2008-05-14T13:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:03:30.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'>May 13th: A day to remember</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, May also has a solemn day, and not long after a supposedly joyful one(for my mom after 9months of carrying alil rascal like me XD). Didnt get to blog yesterday soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    May 13th, is not only a political day to be remembered for Malaysians, with the curfews and all. It is also the day my grandfather went home to the Lord. It was a year ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I never really REALLY knew him much. you know how youngesters don't really listen to too many old tales and why we should do this and that. And I do regret that in a way. He lived through WW II, he worked hard to sustain his own family, and even in his old age, he thought us that old dogs can learn new tricks. He learned the harmonica, and went to bible school, and he driving till he was 80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And when people were giving his eulogies, I was humbled to see that people younger than him were inspired by him so much. My cousin even wanted to give a eulogy through the internet. He heard the service through the internet actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Even now, I still feel that he hasn't passed on yet, strange huh? But life goes on, and as family and but a small part of his legacy, I hope I can make him proud. Rest in peace granddad. We'll meet again in paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2530978833796072580?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2530978833796072580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2530978833796072580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2530978833796072580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2530978833796072580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-13th-day-to-remember.html' title='May 13th: A day to remember'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-8799615774565269547</id><published>2008-05-10T03:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T03:09:30.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>May 9th.. (take 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    (Read Previous Post before this)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, i just got news that the pizza hut thing wasn't all kwok. The masterminds were apparently Mandy, and Mei. I'm still equally thankful for all of them and well, we tired ourselves out for 2 days really AHAHAHA. So once again...Thanks for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-8799615774565269547?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8799615774565269547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=8799615774565269547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8799615774565269547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8799615774565269547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-9th-take-2.html' title='May 9th.. (take 2)'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4301360588080412351</id><published>2008-05-10T00:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:12.887Z</updated><title type='text'>May 9th..</title><content type='html'>On this very typical day, A VERY VERY special person was born. And that's me!!! AHAHA...just kidding. This is really mainly to thank those people who made this year more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmXp4XjII/AAAAAAAAAK0/G9nmRWg7MGI/s1600-h/All+of+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmXp4XjII/AAAAAAAAAK0/G9nmRWg7MGI/s320/All+of+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198533163946052738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Well, first off, I did not plan my own 'day' but the guy in black shirt(kwok) did. And to me, it is quite surprising. since he's almost the 'anything la' kinda guy (no offence dude).  We went to pizza hut, and this guy even booked a table! woot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYZ4XjKI/AAAAAAAAALE/BthfEuvf7dQ/s1600-h/Kwok+and+Ivan+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYZ4XjKI/AAAAAAAAALE/BthfEuvf7dQ/s320/Kwok+and+Ivan+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198533176830954658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Well, as you can see. these two above are way more formal than I even on my birthday, but hey, dress in whatever you're comfortable with right?? We took ages deciding what to eat though. To cut things short, we ate, we (maybe just me) were merry and we took some pretty awkward pictures. Fine it was probably me with that too. For e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYp4XjLI/AAAAAAAAALM/Uu4rloQbwKc/s1600-h/Me,+mei,+mandy,+sab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYp4XjLI/AAAAAAAAALM/Uu4rloQbwKc/s320/Me,+mei,+mandy,+sab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198533181125921970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Awkwardly, I only had 2 slices of pizza and some salad and something else, then i was full. What's wrong with me?! Anyway after that we just went to Mei's place (girl on left) to chill and play board games. Yes we are SOO COOL huh? half of us didn't really even know how to play proper anyway. AHaha and i did lose to Ivan(the guy next to kwok in the previous picture) even though I thought him the rules. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYJ4XjJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dGEJjTSiZIs/s1600-h/Kwok%27s+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmYJ4XjJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dGEJjTSiZIs/s320/Kwok%27s+work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198533172535987346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    This cake, was done by....kwok! that's right. Shocking isn't it? I had no idea what to say at that time. And I think Mei affectionately named it Mr. Minty Wassabi Strawberry or something like that. That's because....the green parts were wassabi. Don't ask me, we all never thought it would be wassabi until he told us. Cake looks cool though ehh? Salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmY54XjMI/AAAAAAAAALU/fp-zSW-K9zw/s1600-h/Me,+Mr.+minty+and+kwoky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmY54XjMI/AAAAAAAAALU/fp-zSW-K9zw/s320/Me,+Mr.+minty+and+kwoky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198533185420889282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's to the proud creator of the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    I really don't know what to say actually. I feel a little bad that they actually made quite the effort. Well, since I'm from Malaysia I decided my birthday celebrations would start 12am Malaysian time and ends 12am UK time. So after that, the next day...I watched IRONMAN!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Overall rating: 7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why? Everything was pretty decent, the script was maybe a little too fumbling and mumbling but bearable. However, what ruined it's ratings was the under average(for this movie) ending. The 'superboss' fight lacked enough proper brawling if you know what i mean. And it didn't seem like a real face off, you know, one-on-one with no aid what-so-ever. And I'm intrigued with the next ironman movie. That is gonna be quite funky. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And while at the cinema, I caught glimpses of movies that are soon to come that would be worth watching!! Bah, gotta watch em when I get back to Malaysia. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that more surprises to come as I went to church and I thought they all wouldnt remember my bday. But they did, we had cake and took some random pictures yet again. But that was a few hours ago so I haven't stole em off my friend yet. Keke. To top it off, someone dedicated her life to God as well! Congratulations Nicole!! Today was really suppose to be your day! I believe the heavens are rejoicing with you! And I know we(all your brothers and sisters in christ) are! May you grow in the Lord exponentially! Actually that goes for all my friends, Both here and in Malaysia. Can't wait (and slightly dread) to go back and see all the difference back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless All!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4301360588080412351?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4301360588080412351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4301360588080412351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4301360588080412351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4301360588080412351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-9th.html' title='May 9th..'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SCTmXp4XjII/AAAAAAAAAK0/G9nmRWg7MGI/s72-c/All+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-435709817259595386</id><published>2008-05-07T01:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:43:24.068+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored soo....</title><content type='html'>Hmm, usually i wait for inspiration to post something up, but right now, boredom seems be the reason. Maybe that's an inspiration in its own right? oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Since Daryl you asked for it, how to put on extra weight here in UK? Well, from my experience, Don't be lazy to cook or search for food. EVER. As a matter of fact, by my experience i meant that I actually lost weight since i got here. Cool huh? Any girls reading this and feeling jealous yet? You anorexic women, sigh. What is up with already slender women complaining about weight?! As a guy I MAY never understand women but still its such as sad world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I sense my impending doom approach after saying that but I still stand on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well, exams are up in 2weeks or so. And I'm still proceeding with my revisions calmly. A little way too calm but better than shooting people later on I suppose. Especially when MY day is coming up really soon. Hehe. I've been told I may have some classes on that day, but it's not gonna stop me from enjoying it one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And I don't know whether this is a rant or something else but here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should know I've got 2 brothers and they're married. Fine with that since the age gap is still big but some pressure there don't you think? Top that, being in uni and ever since after puberty everyone would be bombarded with this Relationship stuff. I've got reasons just perhaps too many to list down (eg. friends, cousins, etc etc). Guess that's why my friend gary bought me that book but anyways to cut things short, the pressure IS ON man. And I have to admit, it's a heavy load. HAHA. Well, don't matter, though there are who may spark my interest, just perhaps (excuse me ladies) their not worthy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, that should be all for now, doesn't seem to be complete but I'm both bored and lazy. Not a great combination. See you guys soon. God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-435709817259595386?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/435709817259595386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=435709817259595386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/435709817259595386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/435709817259595386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-bored-soo.html' title='I&apos;m bored soo....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7125971511672154113</id><published>2008-04-29T04:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:23:15.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Of God And Creation</title><content type='html'>Well, just before I slept thought I'd post this...I randomly went on to a youtube link for the song God of Wonders and I noted some peoples point of views. Most were praising God and the song, but some people commented these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 'bullshit. ever heard of evolution?'&lt;br /&gt;2. (previous comment was to read the bible and to believe it)       'yea........sure read and laugh'&lt;br /&gt;3.       'Heard of it but dont believe it. You shouldn't either.'&lt;br /&gt;4. 'Keep your beliefs to yourself please.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now, I'm guess I don't blame them, but to christians, it stings doesn't it? If it doesn't, we should remember the great commision. Well to answer the evolution one, there's no proof of the process. Apparently most scientists don't really use it much either. Its just a theory for them to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There are so many things I don't understand. But I look at nature and even the things that happen in my life, and I know God is real. How can something so perfect be formed without help? If we ask for proof of God's exisitence, take a good look around and a close look into our hearts. We shouldn't need pillars of clouds and fire to be convinced. The answer is there all along. Keep our beliefs to ourselves? We can't, or more like we shouldn't because he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt; God and not just the Christians God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To those who still choose not to believe. It is your choice in the end. Noone can force anything on you. And personally it will pain me and I believe even more so God's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    God bless to all Mankind.Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7125971511672154113?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7125971511672154113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7125971511672154113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7125971511672154113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7125971511672154113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-god-and-creation.html' title='Of God And Creation'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4945445946776874654</id><published>2008-04-26T14:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:13.428Z</updated><title type='text'>Classes begin again....boo hoo</title><content type='html'>Ahaha...sorry to some ppl...i died from my blog for quite some time.....Though I did have some free time here and there, I had not much inspiration what so ever. Probably was just because I had something to get over with but enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Classes have begun and that means each passing day would be a step closer to exams!!grrr....but bright side is holidays will be straight after! I hope I can get my head figured for the exams..blekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well apart from that, spring has only merely started. Recently just got warmer and things are turning green again!!lol....pretty flowers.. You know what, hate to admit it. But I have a friend back in M'sia, Zoe, who had commented I was 'tofu' on the inside and tried acting tough. Bah! she could be right. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Dan%27s%20Folder/pics/Blue%20Transfers/Image008.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But in my weaknesses God's strength is shown through me right? So oh well...Anyway, Ran outta things to say. I'll just post some flower pics I took to put some colour into the post...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsHqE2GmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2DSN1Gc1QD8/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsHqE2GmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2DSN1Gc1QD8/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193543305353632354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what they called but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIKE2GoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1iwGDtf6iWs/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIKE2GoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1iwGDtf6iWs/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193543313943566978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OO...Tulips.....right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIaE2GpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-N1l9IpH3HA/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIaE2GpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-N1l9IpH3HA/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193543318238534290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More em pretty stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIaE2GqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0jSm-TzIOLw/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsIaE2GqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0jSm-TzIOLw/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193543318238534306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of pretty stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4945445946776874654?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4945445946776874654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4945445946776874654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4945445946776874654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4945445946776874654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/classes-begin-againboo-hoo.html' title='Classes begin again....boo hoo'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/SBMsHqE2GmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2DSN1Gc1QD8/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-483305909453580654</id><published>2008-04-11T00:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:15.342Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I stumbled upon my brothers posted pictures of my nephew and niece...And they were just soo cute I have to blog about them now!!!Man I miss them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6nsXyHrBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gA3ptlN7pj8/s1600-h/Emily+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6nsXyHrBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gA3ptlN7pj8/s320/Emily+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187768201517706258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and her chubby cheeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6nsnyHrCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VtH9KASP73U/s1600-h/Jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6nsnyHrCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VtH9KASP73U/s320/Jason.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187768205812673570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey is at it again...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6ns3yHrDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bjP5Xco24mA/s1600-h/Jason+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6ns3yHrDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bjP5Xco24mA/s320/Jason+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187768210107640882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA...that cheeky little monkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6ntXyHrEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TP1cVKvR6dc/s1600-h/Emily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6ntXyHrEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TP1cVKvR6dc/s320/Emily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187768218697575490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just a doll isn't she!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bah....its stuff like these that makes me miss home soo much..though they are all the way in shanghai as well...but i'll probably see em alil more often....can't imagine them all grown up and talking full sentences...*sigh*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your doing well for yourself and your family in Shanghai bro!!lol...God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-483305909453580654?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/483305909453580654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=483305909453580654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/483305909453580654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/483305909453580654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/lol-i-stumbled-upon-my-brothers-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_6nsXyHrBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gA3ptlN7pj8/s72-c/Emily+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6392439483375823730</id><published>2008-04-09T00:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:16.452Z</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks till doomsday countdown...*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Man, I should have been blogging way sooner..There were a days that are worth a post each! Then I got lazy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I am possibly the laziest person alive!!(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt; Shush...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As you know I did have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; holidays and well, so happens they weren't as empty as I thought. Though more could have been done, since I turned nocturnal since....well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been semi-nocturnal before but now I just ascended into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shadowhood&lt;/span&gt; (so to speak). Been trying to sleep early and turn myself into a creature of the day again, but with very much little success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyhow, its been an interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; break. As you know I went for a conference and it was awesome! The aftermath was even more interesting. Just the week after the conference, my group called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YAF&lt;/span&gt;(young adults fellowship) had a lovely task of running a music event! Not big as you might think but big for a team of around 10 or slightly more!(those who were REALLY involved i mean) And the catch is....we had one week to plan it. It was a good idea, and I think if it was anywhere else, people would be skeptical enough to say its impossible. But God does wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; onwards, we started planning, delegating, and most importantly praying(we'll get to the results later). The event had the theme of love, from love in a relationship, to love of materials(money) and then, love of God, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;. There were loads of songs, and 2 sketches(acting) 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; roughly each. I was in both of them, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. And of course, big events means we were to invite our friends if possible, and we made it a mission really. Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, we met and prayed every night from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The results: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCREDIBLE!&lt;/span&gt; on normal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; we usually barely reach 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;. But we achieved 61people on Friday 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April 2008! And most of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;feedbacks&lt;/span&gt; were very positive. Of course, some of us wished it be more successful with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;salvations&lt;/span&gt;, but I believe God's presence was there and he heard our prayers. Hope you don't mind me saying it if you do read this, but I invited 2 friends,one, she doesn't stay in Leicester, but she came anyway! I was very surprised and glad. Moreover, (no offence) I never expected you would ask me questions about it later on. And for that I'm also really glad. Second, well, I find him hard to reach sometimes but I managed to and he also came! Haven't followed up on him yet but hope I'll get a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   To sum it up, through these past few weeks, I think I have learned quite a lot about the power of prayer and also unity. I've been very moved by the things my friends here have done and said. In a sense, I believe this is also why I'm here in Leicester instead of anywhere else; to learn, and to share, to be blessed and bless others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now, to unfortunate news. I would like to dedicate this portion to a person I know from high school. I did not know him well, and we never hung out, but he was my classmate at a time. He met with an unfortunate accident in a gym, and he passed away. Peace be with you Andrew Yap. I did not know you, but I believe you have touched many lives with your presence. You will be sorely missed. My condolences to his family, he rests with God now, where there is no pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Also heard, there are lots of major changes back in my church in Malaysia as well! Thanks for enlightening me Yew San. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Shame to hear you step down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Gary&lt;/span&gt;, you've been a good mentor. Gotta yum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; at least when I get back, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, not sure if its official yet but I'll mention it anyway. And also, to Iris, heard you are probably gonna fill in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Gary's&lt;/span&gt; shoes soon. May God guide you, Aunt Iris. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ehehehe&lt;/span&gt;. Would like to hear more about it things back at home. And I have loads to share with you guys! And could you guys promo my blog alittle bit please??ahaha..thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, Easter break is coming to an end, I already started revision with VERY little success and God help me in my revision! Exam period starts May 18th or so. Hence they doomsday countdown. Joy!! Parent's are coming over soon for a few days too! Can't wait and dreading it in a way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to two VERY excellent Malaysian Doctors! Dr Wong Siew Lee and Dr Ken? lol...sorry Ken don't know your full name. They just passed their finals and will soon to be full fledge doctors! Its no picnic to become a doctor, just knowing they're doing med is sending shivers down my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, too many words for my post already, will place some pictures now about the things I did in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; break. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT0760nQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/V7G011CvZ-U/s1600-h/Lamb+Chops%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT0760nQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/V7G011CvZ-U/s320/Lamb+Chops%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187042670982503682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lamb Chops! (marinated by Daniel Ong XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1L60nRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8xb90_RqScg/s1600-h/Gerald%27s+place+with+gang%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1L60nRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8xb90_RqScg/s320/Gerald%27s+place+with+gang%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187042675277470994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left: Vincent, Vivian, Abi, Gigi, Gerald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't be fooled! They're crazy! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1L60nSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4gC485P19BA/s1600-h/Panda+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1L60nSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4gC485P19BA/s320/Panda+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187042675277471010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We love pandas so much!!(too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1b60nTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/f268krBIqr0/s1600-h/Vince+fed+by+Dr+Ken+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1b60nTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/f268krBIqr0/s320/Vince+fed+by+Dr+Ken+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187042679572438322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you they're nuts..(left: gerald,vincent,siew lee and there is me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1r60nUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PJQZti-fhXQ/s1600-h/Round+Dog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT1r60nUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PJQZti-fhXQ/s320/Round+Dog+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187042683867405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe it or not, this is vincent's! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6392439483375823730?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6392439483375823730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6392439483375823730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6392439483375823730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6392439483375823730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-weeks-till-doomsday-countdownsigh.html' title='2 Weeks till doomsday countdown...*sigh*'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R_wT0760nQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/V7G011CvZ-U/s72-c/Lamb+Chops%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-9204086906904097342</id><published>2008-03-26T02:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:10:49.831Z</updated><title type='text'>My Dad's birthday</title><content type='html'>Better post this as well, I just want to wish My dad a VERY big happy birthday. Its on the 25th of March. Alittle late but yupz..He doesn't read my blog perhaps, but I really just want to express how much I love and appreciate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot for all the stuff you have to go through just for me. Especially the pain of having send me to UK. God bless and good health and all the other stuff that you could possibly want. Ahaha..probably want me to do well in my work but you know...its hard!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-9204086906904097342?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/9204086906904097342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=9204086906904097342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/9204086906904097342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/9204086906904097342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-dads-birthday.html' title='My Dad&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2140381985723275100</id><published>2008-03-25T23:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:17.604Z</updated><title type='text'>MEC 2008...The conference in a foreign land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    Hey all, here's something else in the UK I would like to share about. The Mid-Eastlands Conference. It was amazing. 'Amazing' a simple word to describe things with but really meaning it and with truth backing it up, its probably the right word to use. Check the thesaurus if you want to find words with the similar meaning. Haha. Today's post is going to be long, there is lots to share. This post only contains a portion of the things that happened from 21-24th of march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWr760nLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6pGg8xCn9Yg/s1600-h/Front+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWr760nLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6pGg8xCn9Yg/s320/Front+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838527829417138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the Front entrance to the college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    The few days before the conference, I'll have to admit, I had something really stupid but really annoying at the same time on my mind. It just wouldn't go away properly. Sorry, even my real close (best) friends won't know about this, and though it is gone for now, I do not think I'll share it just yet. But I will eventually, cause its just so stupid. And with this little 'needle prick' I left for the conference with pretty much no expectations, as if I was leaving my room for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Either I had too much expectations for this conference or none at all due to the thing mentioned earlier, because when I first got there I was just not feeling excited too much what so ever. The scenery was way too plain as well for me being in a foreign country. Way too many bushes in the wrong areas, blocking views of the distant horizon, and such and such. To cut things really short, I went to it with an icy cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's probably because I have had my fair share of camps and conferences as most of you guys should know. But as a christian, I felt like these things are temporary though they should not be, why we go to these things, why we even have them at all, at that time, I couldn't see their purpose. But I always tried to enjoy the moments, as bad as any would be, so I did put a plastic smile and perhaps false enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWtL60nPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KEtGTpW83jw/s1600-h/Living+a+Legacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWtL60nPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KEtGTpW83jw/s320/Living+a+Legacy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838549304253682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living a Legacy: Our theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Well, right now I'm just recalling back the moments so I am not very certain, but though I did feel discouraged, I didn't completely not even bother to seek God. In the first session, they asked us to write down the things that are affecting our body, mind and heart on our little booklet thing we get when we register. Usually I won't even bother to write them down but I thought: 'Hey, what the heck right?'. Thing was, I didn't bring that little booklet or even a trace of paper on me. So guess what? I wrote them on my hand. Haha. Yes not very relevant but hey It somehow meant something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Living a Legacy. Thats the theme. When Legacy is mentioned some people would think that we have to either be dead or something. I didn't think much of it at first but I now finally understood what it means; we are to live Jesus' legacy. He's not dead but he left his work to us and we should show the world why he had to die for us. I won't get into too much detail here but if you do have any questions, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I IMPLORE YOU &lt;/span&gt;to actually just ask me? I won't eat you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, back to my personal experience. The beds there were way cool, I slept on top of a desk and wardrobe! The bed is just designed that way. Ahaha. The only thing is that the place was a maze! We had to walk up 2 flights of stairs, then the bathroom and then there are our dorms located. Usually the beds come before the bath but I don't know, they said it was some safety design for the building. This place really reminded me of harry potter's school thingy. Mazed, gloomy and Painted portraits all over. The dining hall is close to that of Hogwarts too if not smaller and lacks those floating candles obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And during our stay there, it actually snowed! It is suppose to be spring now and it snowed alot more than winter! The snow never stayed though. A real shame. Anyway, the 1st two days for me were just a little dry. It wasn't the programmes' fault really. As I said my heart was icy, cold and hard. But gradually, I felt God was speaking to me somehow, basically I was there to seek him and nothing else. I always enjoyed worships and saw it as an oppurtunity to talk to god in my own way, every word I listen to and sing, I'll always direct it to God. That's what I always try to achieve in worship sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In this conference, I can possibly say that I heard God somehow clearer than before. I always had problems praying, but I believe I have a new found understanding in this area. God really does answer prayers and most of the time, we get too impatient or we actually just miss it somehow. And prayer is no big deal for those who have yet to give it a try. Its just talking to God as if you were talking to someone next to you. Even if you never believed in him yet,I believe he will answer in his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWsL60nMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xRIOutw49A8/s1600-h/Leicester+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWsL60nMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xRIOutw49A8/s320/Leicester+group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838532124384450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Crazy people from Leicester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the picture above are some crazy people from Leicester, all from different parts of the world, mostly weird people but all great. Their really a big encouragement, The one in white jacket, Abi, has always cooked for us every friday and always looked so tired but she still does it anyway. The guy which seems to be the tallest, Vincent, is an excellent musician. And there's me, smart, suave, charming and so good looking. AHAHAHA, just kidding. You all know my vain outbursts and love me for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWsb60nNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GNevR_3W3Q8/s1600-h/Gerald+so+cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWsb60nNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GNevR_3W3Q8/s320/Gerald+so+cool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838536419351762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerald (baby face) Sze, you'll never guess how old he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWs760nOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fhGPwbdPmuk/s1600-h/HuiJuan,Kirsty+and+Gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWs760nOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fhGPwbdPmuk/s320/HuiJuan,Kirsty+and+Gigi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181838545009286370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hui Juan, Kirsty and Gigi, the middle ones quite nuts XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I just kind of ran out of stuff to say about the end of the conference but in the end it was amazing! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as i said earlier&lt;/span&gt;). I did not leave with empty hands, perhaps it's because I always had this in mind, as the song goes: 'Jesus, please don't pass me by'. With this in mind as well now, I pray that God won't pass any of you by as well, whoever you are. God doesn't just want to bless you, he wants to be with you always, as your father who loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever reads this, you can respond in anyway you like. I always liked some comments, bad or good. Just that the bad ones might get some rants from me..AHAHAHA...but if its productive thank you. Till next time blog reading people. God Bless.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2140381985723275100?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2140381985723275100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2140381985723275100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2140381985723275100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2140381985723275100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/03/mec-2008the-conference-in-foreign-land.html' title='MEC 2008...The conference in a foreign land'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R-mWr760nLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6pGg8xCn9Yg/s72-c/Front+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6058965702070381187</id><published>2008-03-17T15:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:23:43.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Easter Break Begins!</title><content type='html'>great news for me everyone!(not that great actually) My breaks have begun and its 5 weeks long. Joy huh??With only few things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Kind of in some weird warped mood so i cannot type a decent post out. Started of the holidays with a gathering of friends..ahaha...spent almost 2-3 hours cooking and another 2-3 hours doing senseless stuff with games i don't even know where to begin to describe them. Nevertheless, it was still heck a lot of fun. Ahaha, only started heading home around 3a.m. Have some pictures but i'm too lazy to load them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that, i slumped into some emo mood. yea, and i hate being emo. Just started missing home and ppl. Darn it. And sorry jacq, i probably just talk to you way too often to actually really miss you..ahahahaha...not my fault...some1 keep asking for help right??XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thankfully, i do have a couple of things to do for the break, 1st of is this conference thing me and my chinese churchmates are going to. and 2nd i might head to london on the 30th and also my parents are coming to meet up with me in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, this should be it for this really interesting post, lets see what else comes up. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6058965702070381187?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6058965702070381187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6058965702070381187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6058965702070381187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6058965702070381187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Easter Break Begins!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-9155262670199942522</id><published>2008-03-09T01:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:57:28.138Z</updated><title type='text'>Elections!</title><content type='html'>Well, election day has just passed and the results are in!! As much as I don't exactly realise it, this is BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually proud to say that the current ruling government has taken a beating this round, losing their majority power in parliment and some major politicians actually losing their votes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so glad you ask? well if you are Malaysian you should know. But I'll just vent it a little anyway. As you know, powers that stay too long and too undisputed will feel proud, superior and arrogant. So, they would tend to abuse that power. Too tired right now to think of a more practical example, so you get the idea right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thing is...I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT IN&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia. So if any of you people can fill me in on the juicy details PLEASE PLEASE I IMPLORE YOU DO! Especially since my uncle is running for a seat as well. I have to know how well he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my church in Malaysia had their very 1st camp in over.....well...since VERY LONG ago. Good old days man. Miss em so... So Hope you guys can fill me in on that as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all for now...i'm actually quite tired but somehow stayed up till now...I have this bad habit of sleeping too late..darn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEEP ME POSTED PPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAAAASSSEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon...I might even start counting down to when I actually go home!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-9155262670199942522?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/9155262670199942522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=9155262670199942522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/9155262670199942522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/9155262670199942522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/03/elections.html' title='Elections!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-8833498584248857758</id><published>2008-02-27T01:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:20:54.132Z</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake in UK?</title><content type='html'>lol..this was soo unique I just have to talk about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At roughly around 1a.m on 27 February 2008, there was a minor earthquake! I didn't know UK could get one of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for about a few seconds and I looked around in confusion as my room began to shake a little with few things making noises as they were clashing with each other. Well, i thought no one would worry that much and stayed in their rooms but apparently half the people staying in my accommodations went down to ground level to make sure. I just went out of curiosity and maybe get some decent info about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night guard didn't help much to my disappointment. Hopefully i can get some decent reports on this alleged earthquake. Till next time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-8833498584248857758?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/8833498584248857758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=8833498584248857758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8833498584248857758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/8833498584248857758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/02/earthquake-in-uk.html' title='Earthquake in UK?'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7413807717329972566</id><published>2008-02-23T21:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:19.744Z</updated><title type='text'>Paintball!!</title><content type='html'>Well folks, sorry once again for the lack of constant posts, but here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to return home and accompany my friends for a game of Counter strike, it would seem pale and but a hint of the enjoyment one experiences from the game of (as the title of the post) Paintball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to experiment on my story telling abilities, unfortunately I have horrible narrating skills. (Good luck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only having just enough sleep to keep me sane, I managed to pull myself away from slumber and prepared for the day to come. It was pretty much a last minute decision but I thought: 'hey, why not?' Even now, I still don't have a proper reason on why I shouldn't go. And I did have reasons not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in 3months that I actually woke up earlier than 9a.m and before the sun even rose. Streets were empty, and it was silent. I met up with a friend and later on, her friends and we all just headed to the 'pick up point' to head for the Paintball Tournament.This is supposedly in conjunction with the Brunei's National Day and since they can't celebrate at home, they improvised. In all honesty, I assumed there would be less people. Guess I was wrong. If I am not mistaken, almost 200 people attended this event. Some only spectators. But in all, playing teams consisted 12 players and there were about 14 teams I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Dan%27s%20Folder/pics/uni%20days/Paintball%20Brunei%27s/Paintball%20basecamp.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sleepy as I was supposed to be I couldn't even keep my eyes closed. I can't say that I was excited, it was just that I couldn't sleep. And when we got there, well, things in the beginning were a little slow apart from them giving us those army camouflage jumpsuit things. I was expecting more armour from what I hear about paintball apart from just over-washed, weathered out jumpsuits. Some looked like janitor suits, others seemed, questionable. But this comes in mind and I suppose they still provide more plausible camouflage in comparison with that of Malaysian's NS programme(Blueish in general, Quite bright).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CdoOca1vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nm5gyNqxrbc/s1600-h/Paintball+basecamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CdoOca1vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nm5gyNqxrbc/s320/Paintball+basecamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170305686618953458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all that we proceeded to the base camp as they call it, where the teams rest, strategise, reload and brag of their latest kill and feats and Misc Chatter. I shall not bore you with too much trivial details so I'll just skip to The Scoreboard and touch a little bit on the objectives. Basically, the teams are split into two divisions and each team must score as many points as they can through 'capture the flag scenario'. Either keep the flag and defend it (25 for 1st grab and 50 if kept till end game) or move the flag to the enemy base which gives 100points. This really reminded me of the dawn of war intro cinematics but I guess most of you won't know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Team Slayer (typical kind of) and I guess I will let you guys see for yourselves how our team faired.Hope the pictures are clear enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjMuca1wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yrofDNMDw3I/s1600-h/Scoreboard+Div+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 484px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjMuca1wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yrofDNMDw3I/s320/Scoreboard+Div+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170311811242317570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjM-ca1xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uEP4y1qOwaM/s1600-h/Scoreboard+Div+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjM-ca1xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uEP4y1qOwaM/s320/Scoreboard+Div+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170311815537284882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjNOca1yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ksk0AJ7jjQA/s1600-h/Play+offs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjNOca1yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ksk0AJ7jjQA/s320/Play+offs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170311819832252194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjNeca1zI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7joqvh9c15Y/s1600-h/Finals+board%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CjNeca1zI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7joqvh9c15Y/s320/Finals+board%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170311824127219506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should conclude by now that we got to the finals. Yes we were that good, 7 of us out of 12 were 1st timers i presume and for me I only just met them apart from my friend, Sabreena. We fought valiantly with gas guns in our hands and the sole pleasure of the game in our hearts! Scoring nothing only for one game and the finals! We got 2nd, but the opposing team were well equiped with their own personal guns each, meaning more accuracy,rate of fire and speed of shots. And they bought smoke grenades which do eliminate people in a 2m radius i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we took out half their team and made them searching around the flag for a couple of minutes before they took the win. A glorious defeat I'd say.And for this match, 2 of our veteran players managed to get some personal gear on. Our team captain donned a helm that was of dark yellow and glittered partially like gold and right-flank lead finally wielded his personal gas gun. Fear the underdogs! I might be too bold for saying this but when the awards were given, greater praises were given to us than to the actual victors. Ah, glorious defeat indeed. Or so I felt. On a personal feat for that matter, as headshots do not count as elimination I have been hit about 4times and stayed in game. My mistake on staying on a vunerable cover position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CosOca10I/AAAAAAAAAIM/gvSGwVcFxgw/s1600-h/Me+and+Sabreena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CosOca10I/AAAAAAAAAIM/gvSGwVcFxgw/s320/Me+and+Sabreena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170317849966335810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I and Sabreena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8Coseca11I/AAAAAAAAAIU/YRfanaAlDX8/s1600-h/Team+Captain+and+2nd+place+trophy%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8Coseca11I/AAAAAAAAAIU/YRfanaAlDX8/s320/Team+Captain+and+2nd+place+trophy%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170317854261303122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Team Captain....I shall pass no comment (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could go on pretty much more but there were 7 battles and it be too much. I'd end this now with thanks and gratitude to Sabreena for inviting me and her friends who have been very welcoming. You guys are a wonderful bunch. Hope to see more of you guys in the near future. Also, I will try to blog about the next paintball session I'll have, next week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless to you all! And I hope paintball is just as fun in Malaysia as it is here. As dim as that hope is, I hope still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7413807717329972566?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7413807717329972566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7413807717329972566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7413807717329972566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7413807717329972566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/02/paintball.html' title='Paintball!!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R8CdoOca1vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nm5gyNqxrbc/s72-c/Paintball+basecamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-3388963104559009159</id><published>2008-02-01T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:49:37.116Z</updated><title type='text'>That Feeling...of failure....again</title><content type='html'>Life has its ups and downs...and way too often...I have my downs. The past sometimes haunts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of not being able to do my best with the oppurtunities that God gave me. Having felt that I have failed to share god's love with the people I meet. Its pretty vexing...Everytime...Am I trying too hard? Am I not trying enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times where I've been brought back down to earth I suppose, the feeling of being an imperfect human. These are the times I need the reassurance of God. His everlasting love surrounds me though I have let him down. That much I do know for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd, that as am typing this post, I do feel slightly better. Many of the negative thought that were in my mind is just not really there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, praise God for he is good and his mercy endures forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-3388963104559009159?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3388963104559009159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=3388963104559009159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3388963104559009159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3388963104559009159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-feelingof-failureagain.html' title='That Feeling...of failure....again'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-1334338053086294082</id><published>2008-01-30T13:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:47:14.595Z</updated><title type='text'>The Strength of Words</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging for ages...If there are people who actually read my blog..well I humbly apologize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were...well...easy and hard...hard because of all that last minute studying..ahaha....I am a very big procrastinator...Now just praying that my results will reflect my confidence..and statistically speaking...It might not come up too satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been looking through some blogs out of boredom and I hope I won't offend anyone here somehow. Quite often, including myself, we are at this point where we are weighing the good and bad stuff that is in our life. We would most obviously want to focus on the good part &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;'?? Its that word that connects sentences(Can't remember what its called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;) and from time to time it...well...it just isn't very good. Take for example, you are about to apologize for a mistake. 'sorry i made a mess of things, but...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what some of you might see from this, but it tells me that you're about to come up with an excuse to push the blame to something else. Not saying I am Holier than thou, because I am guilty of this myself. Just thought i bring the strength of this word to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to conclude, Words are powerful and we fail to realise its importance (even trivial words like 'but'). Words can heal and words can destroy. And as we all should know, destroying is a lot easier than healing even when we don't mean it. This is not just the things we can do or say to a person, your own words can also heal or devastate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I sound preachy...but well...Life is life...and Life is Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave your own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-1334338053086294082?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1334338053086294082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=1334338053086294082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1334338053086294082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1334338053086294082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/01/strength-of-words.html' title='The Strength of Words'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-1165560075666922218</id><published>2008-01-05T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:20.429Z</updated><title type='text'>Countdown: 9 days to exams....and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>Well holidays are over in Malaysia I suppose.. All the best over there and especially to those who left for NS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you guys had great holidays. I had a very satisfying one, with a new experience and all. with flashy flashy lights. Yupz, I went to London for the new years!!Its amazing how we take joy in something simple like colourful flashes in the sky. Here's some really bad quality pictures from my phone. I don't think I've got that many features on it so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZKVViq2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/U15X6o7C-oU/s1600-h/10%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZKVViq2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/U15X6o7C-oU/s320/10%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151793795307842402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 Secs more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZKlViq3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/RBZgZ-mX6c0/s1600-h/1%21%21XD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZKlViq3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/RBZgZ-mX6c0/s320/1%21%21XD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151793799602809714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZJVViq1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XR13GLiDrrs/s1600-h/We+wished+new+year+only+later.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZJVViq1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/XR13GLiDrrs/s320/We+wished+new+year+only+later.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151793778127973202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just after the count down. Pictures 1st Wishes later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZLlViq4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/I2l0ebmIuN4/s1600-h/Fireworks+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZLlViq4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/I2l0ebmIuN4/s320/Fireworks+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151793816782678914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was what was keeping us occupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZMFViq5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/HLezQTEdn3o/s1600-h/Fireworks+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZMFViq5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/HLezQTEdn3o/s320/Fireworks+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151793825372613522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooooOOOoooOOOooooOOoo...colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, just in case anyone is curious, noooo i didn't go alone...I went with a friend from Leicester then met Ee Vien, her friends and some of my old mates as well. London really has WAYYY too many Malaysians. Don't believe me??when you get here you'll see..ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to compare the size of Leicester and London, the parks in London are probably as big as the city centre of Leicester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the not so happy part....I've got exams coming up...and they somewhat count...lol...alil worried and do hope I did my revisions properly...Getting wrong answers actually COSTS marks... as in you get negatives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I end this post, I would like those who actually at least scroll through my blog to give me some pointers on how to improve it.. I think I already hit the plataeu for now... So, Jason, if you read or maybe raymond...ahaha..you guys have been blogging for sometime...what to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year once again everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-1165560075666922218?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1165560075666922218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=1165560075666922218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1165560075666922218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1165560075666922218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-9-days-to-examsand-happy-new.html' title='Countdown: 9 days to exams....and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R37ZKVViq2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/U15X6o7C-oU/s72-c/10%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7878555592552336698</id><published>2007-12-25T21:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:22.245Z</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's Blog Day 11 of Christmas break, Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all!!! Today is the joyous day of celebration where we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. Some of you might not know, 'Christ' is not his surname. Christ really means the savior if im not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, through the ages, many have came up with different views of christmas. Like the giving of presents and the Fat Drunk Santa (they cant exactly advertise an alcoholic to kids now can they?). Of course, there's the importance of being with family and cherishing loved ones. But this is not the true reasons for christmas my dear friends. Oh no no no. As most of you already would know what I am about to say, this is the day where we remember the Birth of the Messiah and King of all Kings, JESUS CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I forget how important this day really is. The day where the world is given hope and redemption from doom. How hard it is to tell of this glorious day. Nobody really thinks of what will happen after earthly death. Sometimes not even pious people. But a movie I just watched in church kind of helped me remember the importance of Christmas. It is called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Nativity Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KFViqxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U7I4im4WnCA/s1600-h/nativity_poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KFViqxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U7I4im4WnCA/s320/nativity_poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148035660269136658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This be the poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Basically, it follows the story of Mary and the events that lead to the birth of Jesus. As not alot of details are mentioned in the bible for this part, the movie (though might not be very accurate) did put some perspective. For instance, a virgin suddenly being pregnant will definately not go unnoticed and with the culture at that time, won't be treated 'kindly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those in Malaysia, you might find it hard to get your hands on this movie, but you guys should really watch it. Hey CBC, get together and watch it at someones place!!!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KVViqyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BiFVWD6owBU/s1600-h/nativity_joseph_mary_jesus.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KVViqyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BiFVWD6owBU/s320/nativity_joseph_mary_jesus.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148035664564103970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joseph, Mary and Jesus shone upon by the star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KlViqzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ojQ00qgkwE4/s1600-h/nativity_three_wise_men.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KlViqzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ojQ00qgkwE4/s320/nativity_three_wise_men.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148035668859071282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 Wise men (quite an interesting trio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KlViq0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ekViFaKYZeY/s1600-h/herrod_and_his_son.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KlViq0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ekViFaKYZeY/s320/herrod_and_his_son.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148035668859071298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Herod : Haaaa&lt;br /&gt;Herod's Kid: We need tooth pastes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7878555592552336698?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7878555592552336698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7878555592552336698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7878555592552336698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7878555592552336698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/12/daniels-blog-day-11-of-christmas-break.html' title='Daniel&apos;s Blog Day 11 of Christmas break, Christmas Day'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R3F_KFViqxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U7I4im4WnCA/s72-c/nativity_poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4461286957718981006</id><published>2007-12-20T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:33:00.597Z</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's Blog : Day 6 of Christmas break</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I blogged. But at a time like this, I need to do all that I can to occupy myself. Everyone has left. No one remains. Perhaps only my flatmate next door is still around. But I am always in the room and he doesn't even come out to get something to eat. What could he be living on?? So strange. Maybe he's not even there and my mind is starting to play tricks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going insane. For now I'm perfectly fine. The eerie silence is bearable. It often shrieks at my ears like a banshee's scream but I think I can manage. Right now, I'm actually questioning why I am writing this. Not many people do read my blog anyway. But perhaps with 5 days with almost no contact with anyone I know things get funky. Well just so you people know, during the holidays I wish to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Study for my exams in January&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish painting my current Warhammer army (half done already)&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to London for new years&lt;br /&gt;4. Probably pamper myself by adding up to my current Warhammer army (after I finish of course)&lt;br /&gt;5. NOT go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I wonder how I'm gonna pass my Christmas....in my room painting my army (+ other sad stuff) or something hopefully better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Blog in more when something comes...Them Banshees are coming after me and my lap chiong (chinese sausages). Wish me and my pliers good luck....lalalalaaa!! (battle cry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4461286957718981006?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4461286957718981006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4461286957718981006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4461286957718981006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4461286957718981006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/12/daniels-blog-day-6-of-christmas-break.html' title='Daniel&apos;s Blog : Day 6 of Christmas break'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-3356501683906351985</id><published>2007-12-14T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:33:14.921Z</updated><title type='text'>Can't help but to wonder.....</title><content type='html'>Hey all....MAN!!! glad that break is finally here...need to do lotsa work in my holidays though....exams are after it...Drat....5 weeks of holidays for me...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as much as I should be wondering what to do in this cold northern somewhat forsaken place...I know that the conference runned by my church's youth group in Malaysia has already begun and is on going as I type....Sigh.....I wonder how is it going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here goes a typed prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, thank you for the wonderful gifts you have given to us,&lt;br /&gt;I pray now for my brother and sisters who are devoting themselves to you right now to make your name known, grant them peace of mind and mold their hearts, O Lord&lt;br /&gt;Use them as your instruments to declare your love to the world.&lt;br /&gt;May people see them not just as religious people or probably odd people jumping around screaming and shouting and...probably other weird stuff&lt;br /&gt;May you open the eyes of all so that they may see the truth and give them the courage to face it. May you open the hearts of those who have yet to believe and shower them with your wonderful love. Also Lord, May you fill your servants with the passion to follow your ways and the path you set for us.&lt;br /&gt;Praise you Father, for your mercy and love as it endures forever! Guide our hearts back to you...In Jesus' name I pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon....lol...tell me all about it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-3356501683906351985?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3356501683906351985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=3356501683906351985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3356501683906351985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3356501683906351985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/12/cant-help-but-to-wonder.html' title='Can&apos;t help but to wonder.....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6624165688906400617</id><published>2007-12-02T17:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:27.082Z</updated><title type='text'>Untitled....Some events...and a world in my head?</title><content type='html'>No idea what to write for a title...so there we go....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fellow people who read my blog....Its been along while since I blogged...had some crazy assignments to do....might not be as crazy as others...but you all know me don't ya...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me list down some events that happened within the past week. As boring as it sounds -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dinner at a church mates place....didn't stay for the boardgames :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Saturday and it was after choir practice. So I was lazy to go home to cook, so what I did was just tagged along and paid later...XD here's a pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1rz7w50I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Mivv14_IWuc/s1600-R/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1rz7w50I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DrUWbb4aB1E/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139440257807214402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to play too!!!but I had work....depressing....-_-....Out of all these people....I'm the youngest...!!!!booohoooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 1st of December, for the 1st time in possibly a year, I forced myself to wake up at 6am in the morning!!! It was torture...couldn't sleep properly the night before too....some irritating lung thingy...coughing...I don't feel that sick...its just bothersome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woke up that early to catch the bus at 7am to Nottingham. It was the annual Nottingham games in UK!!! Not sure how many, but Malaysians from all over the UK from their Unis gather for this auspicious occasion for....sports!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noo I didn't play...and Noo....it's not cause I suck....I just wanted to give the other unis a chance that's all..XD...besides..its my 1st year...ahaha.....Well, honestly its because there was no basketball team for Leicester and thank god in a way....the basketball teams were veteran players.. and there was one that looked alil more like a battlefield than a sport...I don't really like to play under that pressure too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1rz7w51I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KnsR_5Prj90/s1600-R/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1rz7w51I/AAAAAAAAAFs/cq6-At3qSgI/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139440257807214418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this was my 1st time in Notts and comparing to Leicester...it was ENORMOUS!! they need buses to move from one end of campus to the other and I only but have to walk 2 minutes to get from one end of Leicesters campus to the other..Therefore, my uni rocks better..... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1sD7w52I/AAAAAAAAAF0/_tx_GDOhCmw/s1600-R/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1sD7w52I/AAAAAAAAAF0/7-DOdpi4sL8/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139440262102181730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture above is where them long missed Malaysian Foods are sold....One chance in a few months to indulge in foods I won't be able to eat in half a year and I didn't even crave for it much....Sad ehh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I met lots of old collegemates....Most of them come from the London region....richer people...XD...man....brings back memories of home....like the time when we kept on tricking japheth that there was always a bee over his shoulder and he would think there was one...ALL THE TIME!!!!!Good times...good times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol....didn't take all that many pictures....Not that much of a photoholic....But in 2months, I have never been with so many Malaysians....missing them 'las', 'meh?', 'wor', 'chunted' etc etc and normal speaking man.....lol....STUPID BRITISH ACCENTS!!!XD.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my blog seems to be getting rather dull....lol...although it is about life stories of the ohhh soo cool Daniel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'll share this much with those who do read...I so happen to have been having this world in my head....on occasion...it's obviously not perfect...and heck...its just too big....XD....if i had a proper scanner....i thought i'd just blog it up...as much as I don't like showing my drawings...I guess I'll just give a teaser....its nothing to do with that 'world' I'm talking about...its just a sample of what i drew....3-4years ago...ehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9z7w56I/AAAAAAAAAGU/lhBLLTrwI34/s1600-R/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9z7w56I/AAAAAAAAAGU/bv2ANxvzJdY/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139458159230904226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9j7w54I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kJFgvg18NfE/s1600-R/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9j7w54I/AAAAAAAAAGE/JmlPDjuI6WE/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139458154935936898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9j7w55I/AAAAAAAAAGM/3iSMFrT6dec/s1600-R/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1MF9j7w55I/AAAAAAAAAGM/VjWGHr4g3PI/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139458154935936914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.....i wonder if any of you in the picture can guess who u are....that's right....some of you fellas are in the picture....I'm the guy on the top right.....so just guess....hint is: i drew this 3-4years ago....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6624165688906400617?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6624165688906400617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6624165688906400617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6624165688906400617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6624165688906400617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/12/untitledsome-eventsand-world-in-my-head.html' title='Untitled....Some events...and a world in my head?'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R1L1rz7w50I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DrUWbb4aB1E/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-4971554252352604548</id><published>2007-11-20T00:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:29.022Z</updated><title type='text'>The chill....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R0Io4cKnLQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9UcPhqK3z9k/s1600-h/Snow+sign+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R0Io4cKnLQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9UcPhqK3z9k/s320/Snow+sign+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134711475254275330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The moment I have been looking forward to came just a few days back!!!Such a shame it was only a one day thing for now. As you see in the photo above. That's right people, it snowed!!Well I didn't mind the cold at first but then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for this week I thought I put up a pic of some of my friends here. Nice people, and does somehow remind me of the people back at home. Both good and bad i suppose. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ehehe&lt;/span&gt;. What you see in the pic below are 3 of my friends at my kitchen, we thought we had a little cook out and I made stuffed mushrooms!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kwok&lt;/span&gt;(the guy in the middle) made curry chicken, Mei (the girl) made omelet with prawns in it, and the guy to the right(Ben) came to free load but he didn't eat anything so he's safe for now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, and Ben is Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R0Io4sKnLRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LGl0Ten53rM/s1600-h/Mei,Kwok+and+Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R0Io4sKnLRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LGl0Ten53rM/s320/Mei,Kwok+and+Ben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134711479549242642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a personal note, perhaps some of you I told, I've been feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; anxious or thinking a little too much on occasion. I have yet to pin point the exact reason. But guess for now I blame the weather. Perhaps do pray for me on this occasion. Well, how whacked out was I? If I can remember correctly I was laughing to myself and hoping the snowing would turn into a harsh blizzard while I was walking in it! I was alone during that time -_-...well..or this is how I best describe myself at that time. Could be worse maybe, I don't know.lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Till next time whoever actually would read my blog....XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-4971554252352604548?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/4971554252352604548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=4971554252352604548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4971554252352604548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/4971554252352604548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/11/chill.html' title='The chill....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/R0Io4cKnLQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9UcPhqK3z9k/s72-c/Snow+sign+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-7498661558441033435</id><published>2007-11-11T17:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:29.420Z</updated><title type='text'>Depression has come....</title><content type='html'>Well, its not really about the work load or stress or missing home. Its more of the blasted weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was pretty much a very dull week. My lecturers and tutors are sure making lots of sense too. Example: 100-96=3 . This is not exactly the question but pretty much similar. Sure people make mistakes, but it kind of throws off the trust we students should have for our teachers a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe more than a little. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ehehe&lt;/span&gt;. So as most of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;advisers&lt;/span&gt; will say, self study!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WEEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!(I'm doomed!!!)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, If I must add anything that is unusual this week, Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6HAps9QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2gCuLamHF_8/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6HAps9QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2gCuLamHF_8/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131634192520377602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it looks like at 4.30pm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6DQps9OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SCleC7QldIQ/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6DQps9OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SCleC7QldIQ/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131634128095868130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This car seems familiar, I hope its not that trash that people will regret after 2 days from purchase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6GQps9PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0xV0K-PwX8/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6GQps9PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0xV0K-PwX8/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131634179635475698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happens that it is, poor guy got ripped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry patriotic dudes. I have a bias thing against proton. They are cheap, sure. But they have never improved since.....well.....since never. And their new cars just have new hulls thats it. Like putting on cool make up on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;corpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I check out, I would like to give some advise to them people who like to study in UK : you better love the dark and cold and the lack of things to do occasionally. The powers of these can really make you feel awkward. Think too much etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;And I do hope you people read this: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON BACK IN MALAYSIA?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't want just one persons point of view. Sure I sound demanding. But I just want to know. And please don't say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'nothing', or 'everything is fine'&lt;/span&gt;. I'm pretty sure that at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; thing is exciting enough in EACH ones lives. Unless of course I was the only exciting thing, then you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt; be exempted. Ehehe....Cya all soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-7498661558441033435?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/7498661558441033435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=7498661558441033435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7498661558441033435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/7498661558441033435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/11/depression-has-come.html' title='Depression has come....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rzc6HAps9QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2gCuLamHF_8/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6607182615583264896</id><published>2007-11-02T12:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:55:18.568Z</updated><title type='text'>Delirious? and Christian Praise</title><content type='html'>Whoa...already a week since my last post?? Well, it has been pretty uneventful..since workload is starting to pile up. And things are starting to get complicated. And also, my brain just ran dry for some reason. Maybe its because of the dry weather. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Most of you people should know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;delirious&lt;/span&gt; right? As in the people from church and all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Well turned out that when arrived to Leicester they were gonna have a concert nearby! So after some 'tug-o-war' debate in my head I went with two guys who are not christian. I was quite surprised really as to why they wanted to go. Usually people with other faiths that I know of will avoid events like these. Not that I shunned them for coming. I was just simply, Surprised. Besides, I didn't know anyone else who was going. Sad. boo boo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event though was held by a christian organization I think called Christian Praise. I managed to somehow bump into the head of the event and to put things simple they're something like Planet Shakers, Evangelising through music and events. Personally, I believe they did a splendid job. The environment was WAY friendly and welcoming, the ushers and all.Though it was a service, they carried it out with a purpose and with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cbc, I believe we should learn from them in the case of lets say hosting the conference ehh??? Its coming soon. December when?? I'll promote it here!!! WOOOHHOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ya...eehehe...to continue, the entire event was amazing, the singers especially. Apart from delirious, there was this lady named kirstina? and her voice was...fantastic! If I were to get a girlfriend she better be able to sing...EHEHEHE....My friends seemed to love it too, both of them are into music. One of them was in an orchestra!! Oh, being the P.A person that I am, I have to comment that the crew as well did very well, playing around with effects and all. Don't think that is easy. (who says P.A team is not important? or background? its just subtle XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the messages in this event, it was pretty light, being an evangelical one, but they were having an altar call for people who wanted accept Jesus and also for healing of all kinds. I think they prayed discretely as in they didn't publicly announce whose being prayed for so I don't know how many people went but I do believe seeds have been planted and will be able to grow in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story ain't over just yet!!! Cause after the event, one of my friends wanted to have an autograph from the band!!! I wouldn't mind but the fact that I had to speak for him even though he knew english was quite annoying. I kind of blew at him, but apologized after that. We didn't manage to get delirious members signature cause they've been travelling way alot, from moscow the day before and to the city of Bath the next day. But we did manage to get the lady singers: Kirstina's signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondered. CBC is having a big event really soon and I am going to miss it!!! Nevertheless, I hope you guys will do it for God and allow him to use you guys instead of relying your own strength.And I think CBC, you have the gifts and skill, maybe we lack the confidence and the morale to step up. Go for it guys!!I'm waiting to hear from you all about the conference's great success!!! For my other friends, I think you know some of my church mates so why don't you guys go and expand your circle of friends. ehehe....advertising sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope everyone is doing well. And once again I apologize. Though Blogging is not very personal, it is one of my only ways of keeping in touch with you guys in Malaysia. My e-mail is too messed up and sadly I do not have time to mail all of you one by one. Do hope you all understand. Keep in touch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6607182615583264896?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6607182615583264896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6607182615583264896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6607182615583264896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6607182615583264896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/11/delirious-and-christian-praise.html' title='Delirious? and Christian Praise'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6299311605875154073</id><published>2007-10-25T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:33:42.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a BIG -_-!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wanted to post this earlier..but the day it happened the net died. That was yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, as most universities should have a Malaysian society I thought I would join. Being the patriot that I am. *cough* On Tuesday night, it was their annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LUMS&lt;/span&gt;(Leicester University Malaysian Society) meeting. And I didn't exactly expect that the committee of the society were stepping down and electing the new committee. Nevertheless, it was my first meeting anyway and no worries. Like anyone would vote for me right?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pft&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, votes started and the New Sports &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EXCO&lt;/span&gt; is none other than......my flatmate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yupz&lt;/span&gt;. he nominated himself and I believe he can do it. Nice guy, though not too fit looking but since when Malaysians are? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then came the post of treasurer. Two names went up and nominations were closing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; when someone brilliantly smart decided : 'I nominate Daniel.' said a girl I just met named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Azrin&lt;/span&gt;. She had no idea how that joke would later become a tragedy. I got elected -_-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, here's a rough background on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LUMS&lt;/span&gt;(refer to above). Mainly medical students. HARDLY anyone from the department of economics or any other departments in fact. Small in numbers in comparison to say...Warwick University's Malaysian society and Manchester perhaps. But active in their own way and trying to improve things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well, in all honesty, I am honoured and at the same time wondering what on earth should I do?! Never dealt with club money in my life. THE BURDEN!!!!! THE POUNDS!!!!! But I guess I can take this as an opportunity to improve my CV and well, declare my beliefs. It will obviously be difficult but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Alrighty then, that's the big deal of me for the moment. Maybe I'll take this opportunity to ask : How is everyone back in Malaysia? Doing well? Holidays started for high schoolers right?? Any lovely juicy stories to tell??? Come on...there HAS to be. Hope all is well. And for those who know, it might have passed awhile ago, but tell Kheng(King) I said hi and hope he is well. As for other I don't know about. Take Care Now..Bye Bye Then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6299311605875154073?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6299311605875154073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6299311605875154073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6299311605875154073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6299311605875154073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/10/big.html' title='a BIG -_-!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-3861225589185135020</id><published>2007-10-18T22:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:29.503Z</updated><title type='text'>The Warhammer 40k life, is an expensive life....</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd share this on my blog XD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much interested in this Warhammer 40k thing..its cool bachelor decoration material. As you all must have seen 2 posts previously, I've pretty much took the 1st step to being warhammer 'cool'!! (nerdy ehh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of actually taking the 2nd step by getting the models already. But here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get my brother his wish list and at the same time get something for my wish list. But, for the greater good of spending less cash, I have to spend more....50 pounds to be exact as thats the cost of the starter pack.in terms of price per piece, its cheaper. Then, that little thingy you as you can see in the picture below, is my brothers wish list. And if you are observant, you can see why I only got this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxfM6MtEzOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/T7MPKLyb-Kg/s1600-h/Image001%28mod+for+blog%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxfM6MtEzOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/T7MPKLyb-Kg/s320/Image001%28mod+for+blog%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122788401371991266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ouch to the wallet...Goh...what am I gonna get??XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh...and I feel that I might get shot at about me not concentrating enough on my studies??Well maybe not as much as most hardworking people but I think I've been doing fine. Just that mathematics is a REAL pain. Thank god I didn't do acturial. No offence to those who are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this post to be long so I'll end here.....tuddles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-3861225589185135020?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3861225589185135020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=3861225589185135020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3861225589185135020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3861225589185135020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/10/warhammer-40k-life-is-expensive-life.html' title='The Warhammer 40k life, is an expensive life....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxfM6MtEzOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/T7MPKLyb-Kg/s72-c/Image001%28mod+for+blog%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-6184123496698602159</id><published>2007-10-17T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:30.528Z</updated><title type='text'>An interesting rainy day.....</title><content type='html'>Well....actually not all that interesting but just thought i kept you guys posted about your beloved me....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just so happened to get my tutorial timetables end of last week and well, it isn't so bad apart from having almost no time for lunch on Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; of my usual lunch in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxVHpMtEzMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nZ7FDg14_kQ/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxVHpMtEzMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nZ7FDg14_kQ/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122078924314299586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looks good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;???Anyway, just to let you all know for those who expect me to keep in contact with e mail and all. Sorry to disappoint, my email is meant for more.....'business' purposes. That is why I came up with this blog to be exact. Some may claim this to be less personal, but I think it can be. Besides, MSN would kind of neutralize that. For those who don't see me often on MSN...just post comments and I'll reply back one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ops...went out of topic. Anyway, these 3 days have been awkward in terms of weather. First cold, then warm, then rains!! It rained like for a couple of hours straight (could be still raining while I'm typing this) I like some cold though. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of you guys might be wondering : Who has Daniel been hanging out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been going to clubs, getting wasted, partying till lecture time, fooling around, met some pot smoking dudes...good guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSYCHE!!!!!I'm not that insane. And Family and background teachings have been hindering me from being such an idiot. And I love em teachings! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however meet some pretty interesting people. A couple of HK dudes, Locals, a few Malaysians. The main gang I hang out with mostly consists of 1 Malaysian (not me), 2 local UK Chinese, and 1 British Indian. Diverse ehh?? Hate to bore you with the details. I understand its not easy reading stuff off the net usually XD. Though, I have yet to mention those I've met in the church I am so far attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just end this with something that hit me yesterday. I went for some society dinner thing, they had karaoke and most didn't sound too bad (HK ppl after all). While they were going on, it reminded me alot of church and stuff and the fellowship we had. One thing lead to another and I guess what I want to say is, I miss you guys. Not just people from my church, but everyone else. Did I say this before??? hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-6184123496698602159?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/6184123496698602159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=6184123496698602159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6184123496698602159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/6184123496698602159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-rainy-day.html' title='An interesting rainy day.....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RxVHpMtEzMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nZ7FDg14_kQ/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-312390741371406512</id><published>2007-10-11T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:31.029Z</updated><title type='text'>Optional Quest completed!!! XD</title><content type='html'>I know I'm suppose to be here to study but so far, lectures have either been introductions or just classes to teach us skills we should know to use university things and all so.... this is what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10-11 am UK time, Can't really remember exactly though I set my alarms to around 9-9.30am. Had branch of.....food, then went for a lecture about IT for economics. Apparently it is a 1 time thing. The lecturer seemed like he wanted to get it over with as well. Checked out some stuff at the library and that's about it for uni work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here comes the.....OK fine, its not all that interesting. Maybe the pictures below are worth more than what i can type (and the title above) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FEstEzKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8UGYGs_bC7E/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FEstEzKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8UGYGs_bC7E/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120176142133021858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FE8tEzLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eQHmxTVLxq8/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FE8tEzLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eQHmxTVLxq8/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120176146427989170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've thought of it for sometime and this suited me the best XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..irrelevant to the previous topic...Here is a picture i took when my parents were still with me and we toured to stratford-upon-avon (weird name of a town but its true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess whose home town is it?? Read the picture XD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FEctEzJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hrsno7vfb_s/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FEctEzJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hrsno7vfb_s/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120176137838054546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's hard to read, let me summarize it for you ; this place was the birth and childhood place of the great poet, William Shakespeare. Apparently, he had a wife and some kids. So reasons for the speculations that he was gay are very much weakened. But we might never know, as Sir Elton John used to be straight once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about being with my parents. I'm starting to miss home quite some bit. Especially mom's cooking. Wonder how my old room is doing? Will it become like that when my brother's were overseas? Storage rooms? Gasp! Well, I won't be surprised. Crap at this moment I started to miss home. Almost every aspect of it. To CBC fellas, all the best and God Bless in your plans and events. My old schoolmates/collegemates, keep in touch somehow and God Bless on your own paths. And all else if i forget to mention.....well...what I wanted to say is the same as the school/college mates part...so......'nuff said XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-312390741371406512?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/312390741371406512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=312390741371406512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/312390741371406512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/312390741371406512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/10/optional-quest-completed-xd.html' title='Optional Quest completed!!! XD'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rw6FEstEzKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8UGYGs_bC7E/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-919294155691476367</id><published>2007-10-04T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:32.143Z</updated><title type='text'>What to write about?? 1st thing in my head is.....</title><content type='html'>Hey guys....just reporting back in from UK.... Honestly, I'm not sure what to post about nowadays...maybe just cause, well, I get back all brain drained and stuff or I just lose the moment most of the time. Sorry about that. Ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things been great, met fairly lots of people. Some briefly, some I've been hanging out with. First group of people I met was quite random. Just bumped into each other looking for some place we were all suppose to gather at. And another guy at the corner of the fresher's party, ('nuff said). And well, people waiting in line as well. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Uni Life for ya. And its great!! so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd thing is, I've yet to actually make friends with any Caucasians ( not trying to make any racist remarks just a statistics check). I'm rather surprised to meet like, 50% Asians here. But maybe it is just my subconscious mind building some form of odd barrier. CURSE IT!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a friendly note to all who are interested, in terms of faith, there are a lot of things we got to be careful when overseas. In the very liberal countries and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. well yea the distractions&lt;br /&gt;2. There's lots of cults and occults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say something about no. 2. Well, I myself am Christian so some who don't share the same beliefs as me might think I'm bias or whatever but these cults (Mormons, Jehovah Witnesses, etc) are misleading those who wish to really know the truth (they've got really nice church buildings for these cults here). What they do is they tell one bit of it, and twist the rest. Like what Satan did with Adam and Eve for those who know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thing struck me just a moment ago. After being exposed to their existence I feel more compelled to read what the bible really says. I mean, why do these cults believe in what they do so strongly? I'm pretty sure they've been silenced countless times by the churches as they tried to make themselves a denomination.If I encounter them, how will I react and will I be able to stand up for Him that they might see Him as well? Just to note as well, its not safe to look into these if you are not strong in your faith yet. I personally think I'm not strong yet. I've been slacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, enough of me babbling. I'll just post some flower pictures I took last week or so when I went to some garden place with my folks. Till next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05MtEzFI/AAAAAAAAADs/cDF32nCClsQ/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05MtEzFI/AAAAAAAAADs/cDF32nCClsQ/s320/Image072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117625077588085842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05ctEzGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iEkiQPRTqAs/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05ctEzGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iEkiQPRTqAs/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117625081883053154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apples!!                                                   Yellow Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05ctEzHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kSPUoH4_lv4/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05ctEzHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kSPUoH4_lv4/s320/Image090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117625081883053170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV058tEzII/AAAAAAAAAEE/hTcreQyQNus/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV058tEzII/AAAAAAAAAEE/hTcreQyQNus/s320/Image082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117625090472987778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell shaped flower XD                            Don't know..some clustered flowers but nice nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05MtEzEI/AAAAAAAAADk/148oWhNiE98/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05MtEzEI/AAAAAAAAADk/148oWhNiE98/s320/Image066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117625077588085826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.........cool???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-919294155691476367?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/919294155691476367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=919294155691476367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/919294155691476367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/919294155691476367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-to-write-about-1st-thing-in-my.html' title='What to write about?? 1st thing in my head is.....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RwV05MtEzFI/AAAAAAAAADs/cDF32nCClsQ/s72-c/Image072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2814619408799371</id><published>2007-09-29T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:33.257Z</updated><title type='text'>Reporting in and THANKING GOD!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLO!!! As most of you would know I am already in UK and I'm still alive and well!! From what I heard I'm quite fortunate not to fall sick. THANK GOD!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; (well my parents are bugging me to keep drinking and all so....thank god for them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well maybe to just go all the way back.....via picture... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AG8tEzDI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMkTLyIzQIg/s1600-h/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AG8tEzDI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMkTLyIzQIg/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115737452346395698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are them people that sent me off to UK in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KLIA&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;From left : Aaron Lee, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;,ME!!, Sue Mae, Ivan(he took leave to see me off....so honored..*sniff*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, after that I had a nice 12 hour almost sleepless ride all the way to UK.  Watched some pretty neat movies that I missed though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt; movies have actually lost its zeal, they better not make new ones. Well, the only interesting thing to note on this day was that coincidentally, I bumped into an old schoolmate of mine(same flight) .Li sheen's her name(if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; how you spell it/sorry).&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! another contact in the UK!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AGctEzCI/AAAAAAAAADU/ekZExFcOrVs/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AGctEzCI/AAAAAAAAADU/ekZExFcOrVs/s320/Image055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115737443756461090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;....we had a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;accommodation&lt;/span&gt; problem the 1st night in London due to unknown reasons but me and my parents found a place to bunk for the night in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, the picture on the top is the rental car my dad got to drive all the way to Leicester. No air-cons needed in UK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the day when I started looking back to the east. Maybe it was just the weather affecting me, it being always cloudy till the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day. But I was just looking at the sky, thinking to myself, that 7 hours ago, you all were actually probably looking at the same sky that I am right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.....I'm gonna make myself homesick!! anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AFstEy_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/YfPdc2276GA/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AFstEy_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/YfPdc2276GA/s320/Image100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115737430871559154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When me and my parents got to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;accommodation&lt;/span&gt;, well, we were all SHOCKED. We thought this place would be nice but, not as GREAT as it is!! (pictures up top and bottom...don't mind the sweater on the bed...I was not naked when I took the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BTW, this is just my room, I didn't take the picture of the dinning area yet...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AF8tEzAI/AAAAAAAAADE/odJDD3QMYCc/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AF8tEzAI/AAAAAAAAADE/odJDD3QMYCc/s320/Image099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115737435166526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the toilet bowl!!(used) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AGMtEzBI/AAAAAAAAADM/x3uJPIB3auQ/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AGMtEzBI/AAAAAAAAADM/x3uJPIB3auQ/s320/Image098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115737439461493778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, don't want to be all self-centred and stuff but....MAN DANIEL YOU ARE ONE LUCKY/GOOD SON OF A GUN!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;GWAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, to be honest, I really thankful to God for giving me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for this place and that all my registrations went VERY smoothly. Gotta Thank My parents too!! My dad said that maybe not getting Manchester is a blessing in disguise, and I think I agree with him. Not only that, Some people me and my parents talked with also mentioned that they wanted to have the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;accommodation&lt;/span&gt; place as me but failed to get it. I'm rather surprised!! was I faster? Did I bug the officers so much so they gave it to me? Whatever it maybe, God's hand was upon me and MAN!! I have to remember this(thanks to blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I didn't really want to bore you guys with way too many details. So let me just summarize as much of whats happening as possible. It's great here, weather is bearable so far(cold but bearable), still a little lonely, missing you guys back home(sounds a little gay but true) Loving my parents alot, Stuff here ain't cheap, slight cultural shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time my dear lil kulis!!!!Let me know how well things are back there....Especially CBC!!!ahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2814619408799371?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2814619408799371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2814619408799371' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2814619408799371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2814619408799371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/09/reporting-in-and-thanking-god.html' title='Reporting in and THANKING GOD!!!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rv7AG8tEzDI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMkTLyIzQIg/s72-c/IMG_1393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-940421039660346109</id><published>2007-09-24T09:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:34.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Unexplainable Friendship and Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd87MtEy-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XyX-Q4ZCU5o/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd87MtEy-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XyX-Q4ZCU5o/s320/Image038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113693258366897122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the guys...just having a chat....hmmmm....chat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;About last week or so, a close friend of mine continuously asked me to the point of annoyance on what I would like to eat before I leave. As simple as I am, I could not even think of anything to enjoy before going off to the UK(awkward but yea....). Along with other hints. I knew she was planning something. I mean, it was quite obvious asking all that info. Peoples numbers and all. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, this plan took action on Saturday and I'm not sure how to get to the details so lets just say although I saw it coming like a train in Japan, I was very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;much&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;surprised. As many as 3 and a half tables were taken by my friends in that restaurant!! Thats about....well, 35 people or so?? THATS CRAZY!!ahaha (bet people were staring at cause of the rukus we were making XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm sorry, I ran out things to say about this. ahaha...You guys are beyond words and maybe it's just my stoner mood now but I'll REALLY miss you guys. Here are a few photos of the happening for the past 2 nights&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As you all know, I'm not exactly a camera person so there are not many pictures taken. Haha...I know some of you have more!!!! GIVE GIVE...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd05stEy5I/AAAAAAAAACM/PrxMjOxOKJs/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd05stEy5I/AAAAAAAAACM/PrxMjOxOKJs/s320/Image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113684436504071058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No Idea What kind of stunt they wanted to pull but an egg blew up before this&lt;br /&gt;(note the lack of people in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd86stEy9I/AAAAAAAAACs/qPBHCvm1Tjk/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd86stEy9I/AAAAAAAAACs/qPBHCvm1Tjk/s320/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113693249776962514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Anderson and I....Long time buddy and REALLY nice guy..I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd05ctEy4I/AAAAAAAAACE/IqgjTfCQHVw/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd05ctEy4I/AAAAAAAAACE/IqgjTfCQHVw/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113684432209103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA!!one of my subordinates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd06MtEy8I/AAAAAAAAACk/XlzsQv2oZSg/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd06MtEy8I/AAAAAAAAACk/XlzsQv2oZSg/s320/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113684445094005698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japheth, Wei Chin, Sue Mae and I + a recently met friend(Isaac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-940421039660346109?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/940421039660346109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=940421039660346109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/940421039660346109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/940421039660346109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/09/unexplainable-friendship-and-times.html' title='Unexplainable Friendship and Times'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/Rvd87MtEy-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XyX-Q4ZCU5o/s72-c/Image038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-3902833223408206567</id><published>2007-09-20T16:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:35.434Z</updated><title type='text'>Of great news and sadness.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Lady was unsure of my accomodation status at first. But moments later, her collegue told her that I have a place to stay!!WOOOOOHOOOO!!! Thank God, now lets hope it follows through. Got to learn what to pack. I feel like I am under packing. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I am about to leave and all I decided to grace everyone with my faces....knowing everybody loves me ohhh SOOO much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKb5o8uljI/AAAAAAAAABs/a0p90_XF19M/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKb5o8uljI/AAAAAAAAABs/a0p90_XF19M/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112319941565912626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKcXY8ulkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GoGi5FV1Lz0/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKcXY8ulkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GoGi5FV1Lz0/s320/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112320452667020866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!!! another me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKdBo8ullI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9uBo2wSoWLo/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKdBo8ullI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9uBo2wSoWLo/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112321178516493906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGHHH!!!! Total opposite of me(who is great) XD..... (one of my good buddies).....(we are not gay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As self centred as I am (at this moment of time), I can't help but to feel slight sadness that I will not be able to see some people for a long period of time. (GO UK STUDY AND SEE ME THERE LA!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never fear!!!I'm hoping to return to Malaysia next summer. So that you all can bask in my presence. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sounds so self-centred and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I could not blog a more proper blog in your honor my good friends. I will when I can and in a creative mood. For now, Just want to say you guys been great and I will not forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the distance great or small,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are joint one and all,&lt;br /&gt;Fine this sounds kinda gay,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll write it out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : for those who want me to find some european guys/gals and intro them let me know la.....White fever&lt;br /&gt;             wei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-3902833223408206567?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/3902833223408206567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=3902833223408206567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3902833223408206567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/3902833223408206567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-great-news-and-sadness.html' title='Of great news and sadness.....'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RvKb5o8uljI/AAAAAAAAABs/a0p90_XF19M/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-2577225795678367097</id><published>2007-09-09T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:35.668Z</updated><title type='text'>Will I make it in time?? And salutations to the Digital warriors</title><content type='html'>Now, by Gods good graces I have been given an oppurtunity to study in the UK. Though Not at a fantastic university, it is still ranked as 1 of the top 20s I believe. So I would like to thank God most of all for giving me this oppurtunity. May His Will be Done. And of course my family members who pushed me and fueled me to get into UK, I thank thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Heres the problem, before I can get into UK for studies I'll need a visa (as we all know that a visa is needed for travelling overseas etc.) and I have about 2 weeks to do that. Usually it takes 5 days or so to process but heres the thing....I need to find an accomodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This task is a little tough right about now since I had some complications(results, change of university, waiting for confirmation etc.) a month back. So I do hope I can finish it in time. Do pray for me would you guys and gals? Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now on to lighter topics. For the past few weeks. Almost every if not EVERY night, me and a couple of friends (5 of us in all) would meet up. No not in person but at this place some of us might know and its called blueserver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Why you ask? What is blueserver? Maybe this would ring a bell. Our purpose and what brought us to that 'place' was DOTA. Oh yeah..thats right...... It is fun actually and we'll unleash hell's fury upon our foes (or get our butts whooped). Though the constant disconnections happening to players get irritating once awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  How is this productive you ask? well its not THAT productive actually and this has made a habit for me to sleep at 4a.m  or later and waking up at no earlier than 11a.m. However, among the 4 of my DOTA-mates, i have only known 1 close(he is known as GayLord....most DOTA players should know why he is called that) So I will say that I've gotten to know some really cool people. Though we DOTA that much, we know its lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So therefore in honor of these guys.....here is vaultboy....Salutations!(not that appropriate but ohhh well)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RuQEVfUIzyI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ax5rsWClpXw/s1600-h/codeofhonor-vault+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RuQEVfUIzyI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ax5rsWClpXw/s320/codeofhonor-vault+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108212644574711586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-2577225795678367097?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/2577225795678367097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=2577225795678367097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2577225795678367097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/2577225795678367097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/09/will-i-make-it-in-time-and-salutations.html' title='Will I make it in time?? And salutations to the Digital warriors'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RuQEVfUIzyI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ax5rsWClpXw/s72-c/codeofhonor-vault+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-364709717090508445</id><published>2007-08-26T13:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:35:53.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things.....so lazy to type</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To start off I would like to apologize to those who read my blog (possibly only 1 hands count of people) for not updating my blog for a week. Been pretty bummed out last week. Got my results and 'unfortunate' events ensued along the way (don't ask).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, during that time pretty amusing things happened. For one, just last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; I believe I came across an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt; on cleavage! You know, women showing off what they've 'got'. Now your probably thinking...'DANIEL YOU PERVERT' or something of that sort, well lets face it I'm a guy and will be attracted to women/girls (pretty/hot/cute/good natured ones) but I'll say this: Some females should really cover up, REALLY. Anyway, the writer mentions that cleavage has been over exposed nowadays and at wrong occasions (can't remember all the details). For instance, in work places where its distracting for male &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;colleagues etc etc. Now I'm rather intrigued (NO not in the horny way) why would females show off their cleavages apart from attracting the opposite sex? I mean theres got to be more to it than just that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm asking the wrong questions and please do forgive me if I offend anyone but I would like to hear the opinions of others (regardless of gender) on this matter. I know it might be quite a private issue so no pressure XD (like people read anyway XD).Just to add, there was another article on cleavage on Wednesday too I believe (or few days after Sunday can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to other things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about my results...it was not that great (read aftermath at beginning of this post) so because of that. No more Manchester (sorry FB fans XD) but I might be going either Leicester or Essex and I thank God for that though it is not THE best. So right now I'll need to settle and confirm my offers and decide on where to go (along with preparing the visa etc etc). So pray for me would ya? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I forgot about the other interesting things that happened so I'll just leave it as it is. Please do reply about the first part of this post. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-364709717090508445?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/364709717090508445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=364709717090508445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/364709717090508445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/364709717090508445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-many-thingsso-lazy-to-type.html' title='So many things.....so lazy to type'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-591227126564417917</id><published>2007-08-14T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:35.899Z</updated><title type='text'>Bumming era is coming to an END....R-day in 2 days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now as most A-level students would know...The time to start worrying is nigh....2 more days to come and closing..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAST!&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want to rain on your parade especially with at most a precious 24 hours of enjoying.....your 'happy time' but well its my blog and DEAL WITH IT!!! GUAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really...I am kind of having mixed feelings about this.....the optimistic side would be that after this....i get to move on in life...and go to UK!!what an experience that would be and I am really looking forward to it....On the...not so good point of view....I'll beat myself up(down) to hell for not being able to let myself get an experience of a lifetime...to let the door of opportunity slam right at my face...breaking my nose and dreams..(i could possibly go on but....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway....to all you A-level personnel out there who are to recieve the news on R-day...godspeed and god bless...(i guess most of us are wanting it ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RsHBxdh_q_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/BjkjRACfT3A/s1600-h/Futurama-NotPaid.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RsHBxdh_q_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/BjkjRACfT3A/s320/Futurama-NotPaid.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098569308645075954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy I wish life was this easy&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : I have quite dramatized (if not heavily) this post...so..It's not as bad as it seems......yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-591227126564417917?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/591227126564417917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=591227126564417917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/591227126564417917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/591227126564417917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/08/bumming-era-is-coming-to-endr-day-in-2.html' title='Bumming era is coming to an END....R-day in 2 days!'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RsHBxdh_q_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/BjkjRACfT3A/s72-c/Futurama-NotPaid.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240485666847481364.post-1279753124897583367</id><published>2007-08-06T09:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:31:36.284Z</updated><title type='text'>A BRAND NEW START!!....I hope i can keep this up XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RrbmRth_q5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/omPslU0oju8/s1600-h/Smiley-face.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RrbmRth_q5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/omPslU0oju8/s320/Smiley-face.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095513220370639762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Greetings all!!&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I feel weird actually having set up my own blog...don't really know why but  oh well...WOOHHOO!!!...guess mostly is cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really REALLY bored at the moment and it might come in handy in the future (oh LORD let me get into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Manchester&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...With this blog i hope to keep in contact with all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt; as well...(provided they want to :'C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...right about now...i don't have much to add but just to say....I HAVE AN EXISTING BLOG!!! and i hope to improve it in time....so please feel free to give comments (not rants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt;) on my blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;...till next time i update!(or remember when i have a blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;I might rant on certain things once awhile...so....plz bear with them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; T.Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240485666847481364-1279753124897583367?l=reluctanthuman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/feeds/1279753124897583367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240485666847481364&amp;postID=1279753124897583367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1279753124897583367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240485666847481364/posts/default/1279753124897583367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reluctanthuman.blogspot.com/2007/08/brand-new-starti-hope-i-can-keep-this.html' title='A BRAND NEW START!!....I hope i can keep this up XD'/><author><name>Mr. Ong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b1EfoCIuirk/RrbmRth_q5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/omPslU0oju8/s72-c/Smiley-face.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
