<?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-9544117</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:16:17.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to MY World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-383857471370588478</id><published>2008-05-20T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:02:53.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster, evil...people, idiot</title><content type='html'>hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it been a while since i updated my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya it been a 2-3 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in these weeks, there is been quite a bit happening around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of us should know,there been some big natural disasters happened in the world, around asia. in may 3, cyclone nargis sweeping the costal area of myanmer, and there been a lot of people dead, lot more missing and thousands lost their home due to the cyclone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone in the world just read the news and helps is going to that way, there come a bigger natural disaster, the szehuan 7.8 earthquake. Man the quake was much devastating than the cyclone one. Power, house went down into crumbles. the chance of survival is just dman small. some of the town have 3/4 of the people dead. Some worse, children below the age of 4 dead. Some of the school there are cemetery fo the children there. If there is a ghost movies which want to find venue, no need to think so much, welcome to szehuan, where the homes are gone and the spirit loitter around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine, if the house there are like Singapore HDB style, u will be seeing bigger than life dominio falling on to each other. if the americans see it, they confirm say "TIMBER!" if it was singaporean looking at this, comfirm not shouting "help, HELP", more probably is shouting vuglaries, more hokkiens, more sentence with cry father cry mother, (KAO PEH KAO BU), if u understand, good, if don't, 80% chance that u are not singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the help are coming to these area of needs, two different countries have two approach to the international help. Myanmner choose not to have any international help to save the people affected by the cyclone. For how long? 2 weeks. 2 WEEK LEH! how many hours? 2x7x24.... 300+ hours before any proper help arrival to myanmer.by that time, going to die people dead, missing people comfirm drown, sick people spread disease, hunger one starve to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind? " i don't want any foreign intervantion to other people, to prevent the spread of foreign idea into own local people." Come on la, u want to prevent also hard la. Myanmar, look at ur army, CANNOT MAKE IT, the doctor, CANNOT MAKE IT, confirm u need the ang mo to help u one. it either u prevent the spread of ang mo idea or 2 millions of ur people die? i know u people like to fuck a lot and give lot of babies, but also need 9 month ma. See la, u don't want any help, u will not get any, and u know what, all go to szehuan. It is called "recycling help"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u know which country gan chong? NOt ASEAN, but Britian. haha. BRITIAN! asean not gan chong, ang mo gan chong. the stupid brown ( not the singapore MR Brown) prime minister gan chong, try to find ways to help them, but they don't listen. Come on la, Prime minister of Britian, u better take care of ur popularity first, cause i confirm 70% of singaporean still thought tony blair was still the prime minister of britain while 30% of them thought there is no prime minister with some still thinking that margent thacher is the prime minister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. now u want to get help? too late, most of them are dead. i think u , myanmer get some help from the casket companies to bury ur dead people first, before u all get the orgy started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part this week is that i watch RAMBO 4. THIS IS THE MOST GORE MOVIE I HAVE EVEN SEE AND IT IS HORRIBLE. it is advicable not to be watched by missionaries or those going. as it will make u think twice before going there. Everyone is killed by one person. John rambo. it is really a movie that make sytelvastone his retirement fund. ( his name is still too long for me. but better than arnold one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that i find funny is during the rescus work in China. The whoel nation mourn for 3 mintues in remembrance of those who dead in the earthquake. The funny thing is that the rescus worker also mourn. Come on la, u better move instead of mourning! u can save someone while other mourning for the dead. if u also mourn, u are mourning for the one that could be rescue by u! idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing funny is how the  news reporters report the miracle survivors news. they report the news as if there is "how long can u survive before u kena saved" competition. this is how they report &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After the golden rescueing time for 72 hours had past, there is possiblititly of saving survivors is lower and lower after each day, but everyday, there been a couple of miracle survivors that survive after 160 hours." then they give example, so i thought a couple mean 2, so i thought there will be 2 example, they give 6 instead. k. i can see that they failed their math. then this is how they report &lt;br /&gt;"this old woman have survive for 160 hours, then another guy in other town survive after trapped for 168 hours, then this young lady survive after 172 hours in the debris and, then this 40 year old guy saved after trapped for 176 hours, and continue on with example till the 6th saved victis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a rescus mission? how come sound like competition? "HEY!, break my record of surviving after 200 hours  in the debris! haha!" if any one in myamner survived after swept by the waves and return to the shore, that guy comfirm break the stupid chinese man record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i updated till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to update more. now tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-383857471370588478?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/383857471370588478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/383857471370588478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/05/disaster-evil.html' title='Disaster, evil...people, idiot'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-5486410659409225376</id><published>2008-04-27T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T02:37:39.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it have been a while</title><content type='html'>it have been a while since i blog online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a month now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lot ofthings confirmed in the pastmonth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My army letter, ( july10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new address (Blk 871 tampines road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to Phuket with arther and guangrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is some much things to do in such a short time before i go in the army for 2year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least,i know some new friends like en tong and xue qi, from banquetand xie hei from the stewerding. working in banquet is not that stressful and boring after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip from hong kong was fun. i really missed the food there, especially their breakfast,which is sooo good.i will upload the photo once i have the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During class gathering,everyone is talking about their future and somehow everyone seemto find what they want to do in life already. i'm not ready yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really frastrating not knowing what to do in the future. cause they will have a early start compare to me. and if i do the decision now, i afraid that i may regret my choice. sian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my result is confirmed already. 3,38. which is quite disappointing for me as i was aiming for 3.5and above. seem that working too hard at banquet got backfired.shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still working at banquet,but at times, i feel like quiting as the work there is getting less manageable. sian... feel like quiting there once i'm in army. enough is enough. but one thing i like about banquet is the different type of people i see there.( and the chef food). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my future,i do hope i can in to an oversea university with 2 year advanced standing as it will really make me a happy man to go there to study. i will still work and study, but i will be doing more brain job than physical job there.( i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i stop here as i am in a lan shop gaming. update more as the time come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-5486410659409225376?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5486410659409225376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5486410659409225376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-have-been-while.html' title='it have been a while'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-2553069613343532801</id><published>2008-03-29T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:50:50.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update what happen and so to happen</title><content type='html'>The past week is a very tiring week for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to thursday, wait from 7am to 11pm... it is very taxing for my body and at times, i really want to sit and rest. the best part, i only have 3-4 hours sleep as i read newspapers and surf the net for 1-2 hours before i sleep. my life is moving like a routine... everyday the same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past tuesday was AXA meeting, wednesday,AIA western lunch, Thursday AIA chinese dinner and friday, Prudential dinner... how come all the insurance company all come at this timing? i just don't understand! and looking at these people, i cannot imagine how good are they at convining people to buy insurance from them. especially after looking at some of them who is just DAMN fat and greedy, i tell u one example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the western lunch, there is only three course, appetiter, main course and the dessert. So i served the tables already, then, this two FAT guys was looking at me. u know how fat are they? they are so fat u can see the wobbling fat beside the chair they are sitting. They are so fat that i cannot see their eye and the nose, all hidden by the cheeks. They are so fat that i almost recognised them as the reincarnation of the pork my father was selling this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a waiter , i have addressed to their needs. so i went up and ask them what they want. They asked me whether can they have another appetitier. I ask the captain and he say go ahead. so i picked up the appetiters again, cusring and swearing at that two fat guys before i served the appetiters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the main course, i rushed to the kitchen, picked up the main course and served the tables as soon as possible. eACh tables are served with 5 fish and 5 chicken main course, so the guests will get it alternatively. basically, one will have fish and other will get chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i was going to the kitchen to pick up the desesrt setting, that two FAT guys ask me again, this time, the guy who have fish previously is asking for chicken and the guy who have chicken now want to have fish. i tell them in a kind way that each guest will have Either chicken OR fish. They replied " i thought each guest will have BOTH chicken AND fish" i was DAMN pissed off by the two fat guys. they pissed me off and the best part is that they are sitting in a VIP table! What manner is this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND the rEALLY best part is that they have no idea how to use the proper fork and knife. They only know that use the biggest knife and fork, u will not go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they keep doing that, u will be looking at me and i will ask u to read between the line while i showing three fingers the scout way. As VIP, please, do learn some table manner. THEY are a DIAGRACE to the AIA company and it is ridiculous that they do appear for the lunch. they are completely a slum, fat maggotS!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!, &lt;br /&gt;they really have to buy some health insurance for themselves, just in case they sufferred from&lt;br /&gt;-heart attack&lt;br /&gt;-Angina&lt;br /&gt;-high blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;-high cholesterol level&lt;br /&gt;-physical injury (just in case they roll down from stair)&lt;br /&gt;-Brain damage (just in case they got stroke, due to fat clot up the vessels)&lt;br /&gt;-liver failure ( eat too much)&lt;br /&gt;-kidney failure (drink too much soft drink)&lt;br /&gt;-choking (due to aggressive eating of meat)&lt;br /&gt;-Deep vein thrombus (eat too much and rest too much on the plane)&lt;br /&gt;-teeth extraction (just in case teeth broken after too much pressure on the teeth)&lt;br /&gt;-osterporesis ( just in case the bones cannot support the weight)&lt;br /&gt;-joint pain (the joint at the leg cannot rotate well)&lt;br /&gt;-infertility ( please! that fat legs rubbing that small dick and ball, how to get sperm?)&lt;br /&gt;-depression( cannot get laid at all, unless u find a fat one)&lt;br /&gt;-for the weight balance ( it's good to buy one for it, just in case they think the needle went hay wried but the fact is that it is telling the truth)&lt;br /&gt;-For emergancy need (if they stuck in toliet bowl and in between their door.)&lt;br /&gt;-For the swimming pool they are going to swim in ( in case there is no water after they dived)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND U KNOW WHAT IS THE BEST PART ABOUT BUYING INSURANCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T INSURE U IF U GOT THE ABOVE SYMPTOMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only thing i can tell them is GO AND DIE! AT least the amount of biomass that produced from them can let singapore to be oil independent for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what happen last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis coming week i will be going to hongkong, as a vacation with my family, i hope i can post more photos like what i did when i was in syndey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-2553069613343532801?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2553069613343532801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2553069613343532801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/03/update-what-happen-and-so-to-happen.html' title='Update what happen and so to happen'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6932651748928044131</id><published>2008-03-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:00:50.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life after school...</title><content type='html'>i know this been a cenutary since i updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People thought that i have died as the blog is not updated for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i updated with all the things happen in a few sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOt more working in mental hospital, now in  banquet at swissotel &lt;br /&gt;Good friend clitnon commissioned as officers and pass advanced drving test, whereby i still cursing and swearing at my basic dribing test&lt;br /&gt;i went out with friends quite often, but not with benedict that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOday i get my result transcript and i get a mixed feeling. It is a good thing that i managed to graduate (but com' on who don't?), but the resutl i has wasn't as good as the 4.0 GPA monster scorer. my result is less than 3.5, which is very very bad in my point of view cause i don't know whether i can get in the local university or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, other people have their CCA to boost about during interview or in the resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can say? i had been working in the banquet since the start of my poly life. should i rephrase my working experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of saying " i work as banquet waiter",to saying " i dedicated my time and effort in SIngapore hospitality industry after school time?"&lt;br /&gt;From " i work my ass off", to " the experience i get in this industry is memoriable and unforgetable". Kena bullied by the indians captain there, say what " the tight co-operation and close kidship in between races can be observed, especially in this industry"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that if u write that in the application of course such as business or hospitality inducstry, at least the interview will understand. but to course like biotechnology? since when u need to serve fungi and bacteria in lab? even though i serve before mushroom and truffles in banquet before, but that is out of the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter all, All people who have a thing dangling there must go for National service. so, as i has somehting dangling there, so i must go, but the most idiot thing is that i ahve to wati for the enlistment letter which that a long time to come.People say it will send to your house 2 month beofre enlistment. For now, i want to know when i going in, so i plan to go for a short full time job as the lab technican or for more holiday before NS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i conclude my post, i would want to promote one of the latest IT Gadget.&lt;br /&gt;The latest Ipod Touch 32GB. it is the ipod touch with the biggest capacity and the ipod itself is so classy that it is one thing u must have beside the Iphone. it was a torture to see clinton to play the gadget in fornt of my face. As a mac fanatic, i was unable to resist the temptation and use his ipod touch for a few hours. WA,,, ipod touch is truely one things u will want for Christmas, hope by that time, it will be 64 gb or 128GB!... HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u all soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6932651748928044131?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6932651748928044131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6932651748928044131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-after-school.html' title='life after school...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-360674312337957440</id><published>2008-02-09T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:33:32.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year? not too good for me...haha</title><content type='html'>this is the 3rd day of the lunar new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wishing all people reading this blog a hapy new year and wish all your wishes will come true in this new year, but firstly, all the poly students result excel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is a boring new year for me. normally, family will ahve a big steamboat and everyone in the house will sit around the boat and eat the steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is just 3 guys in the house. my father, brother and me. u see me, i see you. each one have no plan or activites on that day. then, father say, i cook rices and meat. then both my brother and i replied " k loh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then food cooked, i do my project , brother watching his tv, father guessing the next 4d number... it just u do your own stuff, i do my own stuff.. no disturb.. the best plan, no one awake after 12.30am. normally, children will stay aup as long as possible to enlong the parent life... but it just seem that both me and my brother hope my parent have a short life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then first day of new year, people go to relative home to visit and take ang bo... sit sit here, go go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where i go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT home... play DOTA all day with computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA then go to watch kungfu dunk wiht ben ( why not a girl? sian)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That show not that bad, at least jay chou acting improve. but the story is DAMN lame la... time reverse... WAWAWAWAWA... but it is a good comedy. but the story SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part, the seat we are seating is a couple seat, the handle inbetween is "removeable". i was like why the person i watch is not some girl or my dream. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my ben house with my secondary classmate gambling, enjoying the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-360674312337957440?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/360674312337957440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/360674312337957440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year-not-too-good-for-mehaha.html' title='happy new year? not too good for me...haha'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8759712619381415738</id><published>2008-01-18T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:38:47.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is just damn screwed up.</title><content type='html'>it have been a long time since i blog already. i know people are treating this blog like a dead blog. i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today... after FORGET to get for my basic theory driving test. i just realised my poly life is one of the most FUCK UP POLY LIFE EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are a poly student, there is some things u must get in this 3.5 year.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, a result that can get u in any university, this one i am kind of fuck up as my result is not too good or too bad to go to NTU. i am only saying about NTU, not even NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, a girlfriend. one of the main reason i go poly is to find a good girl and attached to her, u think i join this course for the promising future it can give? CRAP la. i join this course to find any a bity smarter girl, not like business schoool where are most of the girls are clubber or flirt or bitches. i did not realised the quality of the girl in my course is damn SHIT. SHIT. SO SHIT that i have to find my target in other courses such as food science. NA bei waste my time in this course. and the most part is the bloodly awkward relationship that i have in my previous that make me go to the other "pharmaceutical" track, u think i so interested in chemistry and other drug name? FUCK LA&gt; my interest is only in bio, that all, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, a driving licence. this is the one i am damn damn pissed off and fucked up. that the test 3 time fail, this time i cannot wake up for the test as my hp want to piss me off and AUTO SAVE SHUT OFF. FUck la, nabei ci bye, a phone cannot work as a phone, what did u call that type of phone? lan jiao phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All a long i want to get a motorbike, a phamton to be precise and ride around singapore, now, i only got bus 11 to travel me around singapore. i am a walking GPS without any vehicle to direct. waste of talent, waste or my life. so after this test, i am not going for the test before i go army. seriously, it just pissed me off. i rather any how ride on the road without a licence crush and die or caught by police car and go to jail then going to the driving centre, pay huge amount of money for failing me. Fuck la.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the other reason for get motorbike licence is that u get car licence u no car, u drive what? air? fuck la, u can be in singapore,, work ur ass off to pay the COE, ERP, ROAD TAX, CARPARK COUPON and the most expensive one, the car itself. AT least a bike is affordable. the most i work hard for 3 month, can already buy a decent bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worse part is the other factors.firstly, family divorsing and father no money. y father no money? cause all the money spent other prosititue as he cannot fuck my mother. see? he learn a lesson, must find a wife who like to be fuck. that is the road to happy marriage. and no money, i cannot go to uni to study. FUCK LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my laptop. i jusit want to send my laptop for diagnosis. the motherboard spolit. They are asking me whether can i pay 1235 dollar for the spare part and 120 for the labour. WHAT THE HELL LA! that time my ipod screen crack, i ask them how much to repair, 160. na bei, i go ebay buy a screen and tool and wait for 1 week for it to arrive, guess how much? 50 including a new cover. ASking me to pay around 1500 for the reapir, i rather use the money and buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about the above stuff just get me frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like pressing the restart buttom and my life start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS i am my friend chixiong house, i feel like jumping off his house at 14 storey and restart my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8759712619381415738?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8759712619381415738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8759712619381415738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-life-is-just-damn-screwed-up.html' title='my life is just damn screwed up.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6020801673228429861</id><published>2007-12-23T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:50:28.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry chirstmas</title><content type='html'>it have been a long time since i uopdated my blog since i back in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop down, if laptop repaired, modem down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... but there have beeen much things happening in this 3 week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gan wei went off to taiwan, guangrong birthday, chirstmas at the east coast park, see a new target for me to chase... hope this time will be successful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been working.... now really broken... pocket is totally see thorought type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later still have to countdown christmas  and everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this christmas will be a better christmas with the marist brothers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6020801673228429861?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6020801673228429861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6020801673228429861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-chirstmas.html' title='Merry chirstmas'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-1254533828948813717</id><published>2007-11-29T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:10:35.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a twelve week attachment</title><content type='html'>As i am typing this post, it is the end of the twelve weeks attachment in sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While typing this post, i am feeling emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every word i type, i feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause today, i recall all the time i had in sydney in lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out to places never seen before, i still remember the face all 5 of us had when we look at the opera house and the sydney harbour bridge, take lot of photo, the blue mountain and the animal in featherville to touch the kangaroo and koala bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays!, Grace and eleanor, catherine, my lab shane...All the fun time, sitting together, watching free entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;(my eye is full of water now... no tear yet....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in the lab late to complete experiment, cycling to school, met nice people like adrain who let me his bike for 2 month, the most best part! HAPPY HOur in both the school uni bar and lab. Party such as end of school party, oktoberfest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to places alone to beach, the weathers, the scenery, this is one thing that money REALLY cannot buy, the "small" one day adventerous, walking around sydney such as 7 bridge walk, walk from circular quey to chatwood, the cogee to bondi walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got good things, of course got bad things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my family hurry me to send my I.C photo back to singapore, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop down and no one can help me, even the lab most I.T skilled scientist cannot do much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the hardest post i am going to write, as i am holding my tears and typing it and to know my time here is really up, it really make me sad as i really enjoy my time here... Too bad i cannot go to the christmas party the lab is hosting next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE THREE MONTH IS REALLY AN EMOTIONAL RIDE FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really like a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon i will wake up in Singapore, having my $400 dollar pay for the next 3 year due to attachment and army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i don't wake up at all..I REALLY DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all dream cannot last forever... this is REALITY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-1254533828948813717?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1254533828948813717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1254533828948813717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-twelve-week-attachment.html' title='What a twelve week attachment'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-3772011857410767461</id><published>2007-11-22T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:44:16.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time fly... Tryin to enjoy every moment here</title><content type='html'>Wa... this week is the 11th week already...&lt;br /&gt;how time fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still thinking about the first week i came here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a greenhorn then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a bowl of laska will be 4 dollar AUS.... thought that bus ride here is cheap, All the wishful thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the 11 week, i meet lot of different peoples, know some friends here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the lab, make some good discovery, know more to be independent, change in learning attitude... but i forget all my pharmaco knowledge...(SHIT!.. i still need it in mental hosptial ...F***)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the whole attachment, i think it will be good to write a report of the for them about my progress in this lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the main supervisor was asking me why am i writing a report? Is it for school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to say the report for he to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He say;" just draw a table, i can understand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dumbfolded cause i thought i need to write a report, but if like that, i just draw the table out in 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he see it... and ask me" why are u letting me see the result?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say" i am leaving on dec 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was saying" f***, you will not be able to get drunk on the lab christmas party on dec7, F***"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing that, it really make me feel harder to leave this lab i am in now.  there are just many good people here. Although they look fierce, but they are good hearted. Man, i WILL miss the time here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This three month had been a good memories for me.... (just a bit of trouble for the family, the army and small bicycle accident here, just a few cuts on the feet, hand, not on the face like the last time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After typing, i am going to update my logbook which i need the sub supervisor to sign as the main supervisor went down to drink beer already... so... better update now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Tmr shopping spree.... nouget, pant, shirt... need to write a shopping list... WA... money leaving my pocket... heart ache, cause i am a cheapskate....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-3772011857410767461?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3772011857410767461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3772011857410767461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-fly-tryin-to-enjoy-every-moment.html' title='Time fly... Tryin to enjoy every moment here'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-749478674655300879</id><published>2007-11-19T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:28:00.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday... shit, i miss both singapore and sydney</title><content type='html'>today is tuesday.... a.k.a the eve of the day where my computer spolit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking that my computer is spolit for about a week pissed me off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have to stay in lab late to type the report... very sad... very irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past weekend went to the mountain that is blue, the blue mountain,...  we took an tour call actiivty tour there and i will updated u more about the trip in my next post when i can get the usb cable to link this computer to the camera. i just cannot find that cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to manly beach and the north sydney... it was a long trip and got sun brun by walking by the beach... that is crazy. I went to palm beach, it was the nice beach, i dare to say it is the east coast of sydney, not in term of the dirt the sea have, but the length. i need 1 hour -2 hours to walk one end to another... it was beautiful place to be.... i will also update it in the next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have trouble typing the report that i need to "hand up" as it was an optional thingy, but i want to try to type a report of the finding that i had in the lab. u know typing a report is the boring thing u can do... so i go to youtube and i want to introduce 3 video for the people who looking in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one - introduction of the song "through the fire and flame"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jgrCKhxE1s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jgrCKhxE1s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one - the song "through the fire and flame" in guiter hero 3... man, this rock harder than rock. guiter hero is a guiter game whereby u have to hit the correct bottom and play it to get point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThGwxvoMJRY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThGwxvoMJRY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last one - singaporean, u may not know, but there is a election in australia soon and the party here both liberal and labour,( not like signapore PAP and PAP only ) are fighting for the people vote and there is a bunch of joker make a video for the song, some term for u to know john howard - current prime minster of australia, kevin rudd - soon to be prime minister - peter car-stay-low - an idi0t who is john howard right hand man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yliACO3Dyhs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yliACO3Dyhs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the fun part, but down in my heart. i am feeling like the title of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the food in singapore, but i start to miss the good time i had in sydney ( not some of the hip-up i had in singapore). i started feeling this cause today the lab meeting, they are discussing the decamber christmas party that i will not be in able to go, even though it is in DEC 7, whereby i will be goen by dec 2. After the meeting, i got a email from the my soon to be supervisor daniel from the NHG pharmary about the detail in the next attachment on dec 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of sudden, i was just thinking about the time here, it was good, sweet, visitng lot of places but not enough, regret on some days that i did not go out at all... F***, now i going back and start my day where my monthly pay to be 400 onward.... from attachment, to army for the next 2 years....  i do hope i can come back to study and work in australia to lead my cheapskate life here as what i did in the past 3 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about cheapskate.... i just make a song from the tune of delta Goodrem, in this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i am saving, i am scrapping, so to save every penny with me&lt;br /&gt;  i share my bedroom, with a stranger, so to save even more money&lt;br /&gt;  i ride to school, with my friend bike, so to save on transportation fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  this is me...... ME.... me.... &lt;br /&gt;  This is me... mE..... ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (chorus)&lt;br /&gt;  This is me.... save money....&lt;br /&gt;  i will tell u every way u know to save money in syd...ney&lt;br /&gt;  just buy only home brand goods, just eat only home cooked food, one bike is all i need and i............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If u shopping, go to paddy, to buy sovouior for your friends&lt;br /&gt;  if u hungry, so is your friend, go buy pizza and share it with them&lt;br /&gt;  Call me cheapskate, call me cheap po, but it don't really bother me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   this is me...... ME.... me.... &lt;br /&gt;  This is me... mE..... ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (chorus)&lt;br /&gt;  This is me.... save money....&lt;br /&gt;  i will show u every way to save eevry penny in syd...ney&lt;br /&gt;  try not to give any tips, try to get free food and drink, one meal is all i need and i............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-749478674655300879?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/749478674655300879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/749478674655300879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/11/tuesday-shit-i-miss-both-singapore-and.html' title='tuesday... shit, i miss both singapore and sydney'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8179921834694549052</id><published>2007-11-16T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:51:53.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wa LAu eh... computer spoilt...</title><content type='html'>i was writing regarding to the last post i posted up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laptop is not going any better today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past 2 days i have been operating on my macbook pro and removing the memories of the computer out... yes, i found the screwdriver and i just SCREWED HIM up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was too foolish in my thinking, did not much research and acted recklessly. yesterday i operate, i then realized the hard disk used in the macbook pro is a SATA hard disk, the hard disk case i have is IDE one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went online to find the cheapest 2.5 SATA casing, on ebay, 2.99 for the case and 10 dollar postage. i was complaining too expensive, so i try my luck in the neigbhourhood to see the computer store sell this type of casing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell... but u guess the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit more 15 dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 27.50 for the cheapest i found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.50 for a case? u daylight robbery or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized they did not rob that much to the other 2 shop i ask later, 30 dollar and 39 dollar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA... TA MA DE... i can go online and buy 2 of these cases and cheaper then buying in sydney kingford... bloody hell... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come here sell SATA case, enough to make me rich already... these blood sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with such price, i was SERIOUSLY in doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the guy offer a 10 dollar screening of my hard disk, so he screened and tell em my hard disk is protected, need mac software to unlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now using other people computer, typing my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la, now have to learn a new command call fsck in the reboot of the laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa is fsck? U was to fuck then fuck, now fsck? even the word check underline the word fsck red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i use other people computer, i just post some photo up first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rz1oaWO0RAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lERPaA5QlJs/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rz1oaWO0RAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lERPaA5QlJs/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133373952125846530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin and catherine birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rz1ocGO0RBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BtYUJaBgSSA/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rz1ocGO0RBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BtYUJaBgSSA/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133373982190617618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8179921834694549052?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8179921834694549052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8179921834694549052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/11/wa-lau-eh-computer-spoilt.html' title='wa LAu eh... computer spoilt...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rz1oaWO0RAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lERPaA5QlJs/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8516544491793839392</id><published>2007-11-13T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:50:04.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cannot imagine how unluckly i am this week</title><content type='html'>Sorry, mate...it have been a month since i updated my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with experiment , which only 30% of the time it work and the 70% was just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, today, at 1pm i got the worst thing happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LAPTOP SPOLIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa lau. laptop, u want to spolit also spolit in singapore ma. Y spolit here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop laptop, u know in sydney, the technology is not very advance and u know to repair u here very expensive or not?&lt;br /&gt;Wa COW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y? tell me Y? spolit at this time and this place and at this hour when i want to type my report about my discovery of glycine betaine in haloarchaea species. now i cannot type and cannot do anything! FUC****. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experiment spolit, never mind, can redo, &lt;br /&gt;i cannot wake up in the morning,never mind, i return home late&lt;br /&gt;Now, laptop spolit! Fuc*, laptop, u want me to have a operation on you like your cousin iPOD video 60GB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U jealous of your cousin right? he got operation u don't have. Want me to operate on you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know what? i will, once i have a screwdriver ( the very very small one), u will be SCREWED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will SCREWED U UP! u hear that, laptop? no, i should say, Mr Macbook Pro 1.83GHz? who really make a lot of noise from the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to update the photo, i cannot now, cause my laptop spolit and the computer here is good enough for me to type. i cannot even do a new video based on my photo. WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Mr MACbook Pro. u will know it very soon. i will erase u and make a history. i will reformatted you till your WHOLE MEMORIES is gone. U recently blackmailing by having some of my precious photos with u... i know... i going to SCREW U UP and take my memories out of your brain. by then, i can do anything with u. ANYTHING!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA (evil smile) HAHA (thunder strike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon my new macbook frankestrain going to resurrect! YOU will listen to me, obey my command and do anything i ask u to do.... HAHAHA HAHAHA (shit, i am going mad about my spolit laptop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stop the nonsense now, i will update my blog ASAP after i repair my laptop myself... www.ifixit.com here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8516544491793839392?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8516544491793839392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8516544491793839392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cannot-imagine-how-unluckly-i-am-this.html' title='i cannot imagine how unluckly i am this week'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-1831207050346273374</id><published>2007-10-11T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:21:35.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologise.... experiments, Experiment and blogger problem</title><content type='html'>it have been two week since i last blogged. i apologised as i finally understand what kelvin mean of " lazy". i am getting lazier everyday, even though i cycle to school now, i am still late for "work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger don't allow me to upload all the photo i have taken in the pass two week. Shit, Faeces, metabolic waste product. the weekends are getting boring as we went to most of the places in sydney except the blue mountain and huntervalley. i not going to city as it becoming like orchard road to us... everyday the same thing, same street performer, same joke, i getting tired of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i finally can go out with other singaporean friends i met in sydney and going home with a mate everyday ( sorry, it is a guy and i am not GAY, i do hope i can walk back or cycle back home with a people of another gender)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that brett give me 3 projects to do! how to cope? finally i completed one but there is no result and i going to ask him what to do about it. one is still on going and another cannot start cause cannot find the stocks(haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. i will try to upload photo asap or else and i think it is time for me to email the lecturer how we are in sydney. i need to rush for the happy hour now at 5pm (3pm singapore... man i getting drunk damn early!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-1831207050346273374?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1831207050346273374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1831207050346273374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/10/apologise-experiments-experiment-and.html' title='Apologise.... experiments, Experiment and blogger problem'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-1654675800889282968</id><published>2007-09-24T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T07:04:41.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd weekend, EAT!</title><content type='html'>Sunday, We went to the fish market to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet in the city, chinatown at 10am. But there is a marathon in the city on that day. the bus service went topsy- tupvy, go up, down, left right in the rural area. make me late by reaching there at 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk for 15 minutes, and we reach the Fish market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve967lfk8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/X0HCMJSMcJk/s1600-h/DSC_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve967lfk8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/X0HCMJSMcJk/s320/DSC_0330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764722027500482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monorail went past over me. look nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve98blfk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/O2C97Lb95Qo/s1600-h/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve98blfk9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/O2C97Lb95Qo/s320/DSC_0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764747797304274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all can see the board. WATERFRONT A.k.A  FISH MARKET, with 4 bird on the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the fish market, there are LOT of Birds flying around, try to get the food from human. And they behave like thief, target on ladies and aunty. We took 20 minutes to look for sits and we enter the fish market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve99blfk-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/dPTHMZXYo0E/s1600-h/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve99blfk-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/dPTHMZXYo0E/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764764977173474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the seafood available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve9-blfk_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/A5oj13IXoi8/s1600-h/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve9-blfk_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/A5oj13IXoi8/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764782157042674" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Look at what we ordered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve9_LlflAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/shFRhNBMIiQ/s1600-h/DSC_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve9_LlflAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/shFRhNBMIiQ/s320/DSC_0362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764795041944578" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Wilson have a hard time swallowing. see his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got so much food, i have to take away some food. We all go back, 9th month pregnant. i even order 18 oyster! but the oyster is cheap, one oyster only 1.30 dollar, not more than 2 sing dollar!  It was seriously a delight to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also eat sashimi, 60 dollar worth, two pack of fish meat, got salmon, tuna... wa.... i eat until i want to use some to cook fish porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the ciruclar quey to rock market. i will talk more or rock market in my next post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rock market, we went to starbuck to drink and the lady left to have a earlier rest. Wilson and i went to karaokwith his friens, a place call red box. 3 hours for 10 AUS dollar, not bad!, sang from 7pm to 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is mid autumn festival, so i hope everyone can eat mooncake and enjoy the moon tmr! i will take photo of the lab mooncake party. Hope to update this week soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-1654675800889282968?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1654675800889282968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/1654675800889282968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/3rd-weekend-eat.html' title='3rd weekend, EAT!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve967lfk8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/X0HCMJSMcJk/s72-c/DSC_0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8942655530466373297</id><published>2007-09-24T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T06:26:39.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd weekend, SHOP</title><content type='html'>finally, weekend come again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the saturday, we went to birkenhead to shop cause there is where all the factory outlet are located. All the shops sell all their products at a much cheaper price. We need to go to the city before taking bus to the westside of sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather on that day was very windy. too windy and the temperature is less than 20 degree, cold. We try to brisk walk there cause the weather was too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2t7lfkyI/AAAAAAAAALE/yLUC7lJCde8/s1600-h/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2t7lfkyI/AAAAAAAAALE/yLUC7lJCde8/s320/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113756802107806498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food court. The food there are expensive, thank goodness got subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2vblfkzI/AAAAAAAAALM/iwSwRgWA9kg/s1600-h/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2vblfkzI/AAAAAAAAALM/iwSwRgWA9kg/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113756827877610290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the day is spent in this shop, cause that "tai tai" stephanies cannot decided which sunglasses to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2wLlfk0I/AAAAAAAAALU/-3xRlqrTEsg/s1600-h/DSC_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2wLlfk0I/AAAAAAAAALU/-3xRlqrTEsg/s320/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113756840762512194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a yachet park in front of the brikenhead port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2xrlfk1I/AAAAAAAAALc/I7G3pSDbIYE/s1600-h/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2xrlfk1I/AAAAAAAAALc/I7G3pSDbIYE/s320/DSC_0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113756866532315986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bridge, have a long history, but you can see it make from iron bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2y7lfk2I/AAAAAAAAALk/gHLhZbnrm8k/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2y7lfk2I/AAAAAAAAALk/gHLhZbnrm8k/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113756888007152482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8942655530466373297?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8942655530466373297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8942655530466373297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/3rd-weekend-shop.html' title='3rd weekend, SHOP'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rve2t7lfkyI/AAAAAAAAALE/yLUC7lJCde8/s72-c/DSC_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8029006294343041704</id><published>2007-09-16T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:55:45.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd weekend. Darling harbour</title><content type='html'>The past week, the whole of group of us went to the darling harbour to see the sydney aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fee to the aquarium and to and fro transport cost about AUD$33. which is not bad cause, the cost of single trip is AUD$5.20 and the aquarium entrance free itself is about AUD$28.90, so we saved about AUD$6.00, but we reached we can walk there from the city to the sydney aquarium, but never mind, we got chance to sit on the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31B9LQrvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m9Bom4FLUgI/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31B9LQrvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m9Bom4FLUgI/s320/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111010566085848818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the scene at darling harbour, maybe jack sparrow pack his new ship in sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the aquarium, i was amazed that size of the aquarium itself. it is huge!, they got three places whereby there is underwater tunnel like those in sentosa underworld. The aquarium have a group of animal together in the underwater tunnel, unlike singapore whereby they mixed everything up like rojah. If want to see shark, all the shark are there. Seriously, it was fasinating, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31BtLQruI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p838f_x-beE/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31BtLQruI/AAAAAAAAAKE/p838f_x-beE/s320/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111010561790881506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some seal going up the shore to meet the tourists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CNLQrwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/J3dy6HHf9VM/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CNLQrwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/J3dy6HHf9VM/s320/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111010570380816130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo! Stop hiding, i know where you are! haha! Got you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around, we went to cross the bridge to the other side of the river, the much more active side of the river to shop for window (window shopping for short)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CdLQrxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OIT0BUeLvTc/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CdLQrxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OIT0BUeLvTc/s320/DSC01883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111010574675783442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a photo with the monorail, since no money to take photo in the monorail or near the monorail, i take above of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CtLQryI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GUy4k2q5s9w/s1600-h/DSC01891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31CtLQryI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GUy4k2q5s9w/s320/DSC01891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111010578970750754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The City itself with the monorail track in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru34-NLQr1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/38RJ-oSP3es/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru34-NLQr1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/38RJ-oSP3es/s320/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111014899707850578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea view of the darling harbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru3499LQr0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/JjWzFA6bGuo/s1600-h/DSC01893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru3499LQr0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/JjWzFA6bGuo/s320/DSC01893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111014895412883266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the shops in darling harbour that sell dolls that can be inside of the other dolls, i think it call the maryoth- somehting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru349dLQrzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/00kWk1Dju7U/s1600-h/DSC01902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru349dLQrzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/00kWk1Dju7U/s320/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111014886822948658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both stephanie and li qiu went crazy and went to kill the bronze bird outside the fountion.&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short video of the crazy thing we did in darling harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqfZvCo76M8"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqfZvCo76M8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, i conclude my 2nd weekend and get ready to do lab work for another 5 days.... Sian.... Why time fly when we enjoy it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8029006294343041704?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8029006294343041704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8029006294343041704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/2nd-weekend-darling-harbour.html' title='2nd weekend. Darling harbour'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Ru31B9LQrvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/m9Bom4FLUgI/s72-c/DSC01840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-8324162890956661872</id><published>2007-09-12T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T15:00:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neigbourhood. funny pic 1.</title><content type='html'>This nieghbourhood have some funny things going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu9tLQrpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZLeP_eSf8v4/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu9tLQrpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZLeP_eSf8v4/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109244677397196434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is Anthony cumming racing... it is outside the house where you keep the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu-NLQrqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-cdaJ-4_cew/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu-NLQrqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-cdaJ-4_cew/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109244685987131042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ferguson? Alex ferguson have a street aafter him in Sydney? that lane must have all the Man U fan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu-tLQrrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3FoZG3zmnNs/s1600-h/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu-tLQrrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3FoZG3zmnNs/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109244694577065650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral director, i know movies have director, why on earth you need director for funeral, hey! the guy is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu_NLQrsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kaTN0UVGSho/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu_NLQrsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kaTN0UVGSho/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109244703167000258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it prounce as "people" or "Pi Po"?, if it is "pi po", i just found the italian version of "ba Bo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu_tLQrtI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dxSTFt7DK98/s1600-h/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu_tLQrtI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dxSTFt7DK98/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109244711756934866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look that the first two words of the  hair salon, i see it, i won't even go in, cause i will be "Sian Aa" after looking at the first two words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-8324162890956661872?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8324162890956661872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/8324162890956661872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/neigbourhood-funny-pic-1.html' title='Neigbourhood. funny pic 1.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rueu9tLQrpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZLeP_eSf8v4/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-2460311868076539144</id><published>2007-09-11T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:00:54.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First days in School.</title><content type='html'>Day: 10 september&lt;br /&gt;Venue: UNSW science block&lt;br /&gt;Person to meet: Professor Staffun Kjellyberg&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are outside the buliding at UNSW bioloigcal science block.  initially wating for the professor to come, but we went up to find him instead. In the office, i saw a old guy with some white hair on his head, wear spectacle, skinny. i did n't know he was the professor. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the first day, we didn'r do much things, cause we haven't get the student card and haven't done the paper work.&lt;br /&gt;So it end at 12 noon. so we went to the supermarket to buy some things. The girls bought lot and lot of chips and i bought a 2.25litre coke at a price of $1.10 AUs or 1.60 sing dollar, till today, i haven't drink finished the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the supermarket, all of us pull 3 trolley from the supermarket to the girls lodging area, the parade lodge. The trip from supermarket to the lodge was an ADVENTURE. Got hill, slope, traffic. We went pass the hospital, the university, some shop house before reaching the lodge. the distance is about 2-3km. the trolly wasn't that easy to control, need to move the body in different way to control the trolley effectively. The worst part is the stare from the public. it was so embrassassing. People are looking at us, thinking, "what the hell are these 5 people doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went ot the city for a walk. lost in the city, found chinatown. Picture uploaded in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are assigned to different lab and i was the only guy (I ALSO the ONLY guy in the group going to UNSW) going alone. The lab i assigned to is Breff lab. i was brought by brandon to go into the lab. When i go in,  i saw a guy who wear slipper in the lab, where all chemicals are around. i was like thinking, "what the hell was he?". then brandon say,"this guy is breff." i was like."HUH?". and Breff is the PhD holder, overlook the whole lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then under the supervisor for the day, Jasper, who show me DNA extraction, which i learn before but forget. HE did it once and when finished, it was about 3.45pm. They ask me to join them for soccer,so i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine going to a big farm, playing soccer wiht PhDs, it is a new kind of experience. The best part, some of them was very muscular. VERY! like a bufflo. Strong, fast and swift in their movenment. i was amazed. tHe best part, even you are tired, no strength or "wasted", you hardly sweat, and the weather is so cold unlike singaproe where you will feel the sticky leg and armpit, you can continues playing for hours, non-stop. FUN! enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are the photo taken in UNSW, enjoY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9KfbqMMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0k-moWtNkBM/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9KPbqMLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2YxkQpcBRAo/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108908442193113266" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The Ladies are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9KfbqMMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0k-moWtNkBM/s1600-h/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9KfbqMMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0k-moWtNkBM/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108908446488080578" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9K_bqMNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NL_PgD1wotQ/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9K_bqMNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NL_PgD1wotQ/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108908455078015186" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;The happy faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9LPbqMOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wdQ0vpxHWgo/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9LPbqMOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wdQ0vpxHWgo/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108908459372982498" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sebastian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7_bqMUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vyRAGgKd7OI/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7_bqMUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/vyRAGgKd7OI/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108912595426488642" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;In the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA6vbqMQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LOUOP03LbFM/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA6vbqMQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/LOUOP03LbFM/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108912573951652098" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies, with the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9LfbqMPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/v5ZmGPn9-7c/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9LfbqMPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/v5ZmGPn9-7c/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108908463667949810" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;The close up photo of the ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7vbqMTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T-vX52D-vo4/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7vbqMTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T-vX52D-vo4/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108912591131521330" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field in UNSW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7fbqMSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/abhYeHYtQM4/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7fbqMSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/abhYeHYtQM4/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108912586836554018" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;Night view 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7PbqMRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/orhcPv6PO9w/s1600-h/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuaA7PbqMRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/orhcPv6PO9w/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108912582541586706" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night view 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yGjlVphQ-4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yGjlVphQ-4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-2460311868076539144?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2460311868076539144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2460311868076539144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-days-in-school.html' title='First days in School.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuZ9KPbqMLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2YxkQpcBRAo/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-4261035635698095372</id><published>2007-09-10T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:20:32.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 4) and Rugby</title><content type='html'>After walking, i reached congee beach, smaller but more people here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the picutres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP6_bqMBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e7NqrRThMPk/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP6_bqMBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e7NqrRThMPk/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577227200147474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP7fbqMCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vAjZrKXpbyo/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP7fbqMCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vAjZrKXpbyo/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577235790082082" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was luckly to see a rugby match in process, The australian are very proud of their rugby team in the rugby competiton they involved now. Some picutre of the whole game. the grass patch is so cooling and green, not like Singapore, muddly and brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP7_bqMDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8oivPQxVM4I/s1600-h/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP7_bqMDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8oivPQxVM4I/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577244380016690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP8fbqMEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EtvJMKPRYL4/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP8fbqMEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EtvJMKPRYL4/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108577252969951298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-4261035635698095372?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4261035635698095372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4261035635698095372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-sun-beach-splashes-part-4-and.html' title='Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 4) and Rugby'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVP6_bqMBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e7NqrRThMPk/s72-c/DSC_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-2100671191552246698</id><published>2007-09-10T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:57:00.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 3)</title><content type='html'>the third part of the walk at the beachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is very hard to access, need to climb the rock and walk on bumpy road made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKEvbqL8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MPiqTJLXEA8/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKEvbqL8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MPiqTJLXEA8/s320/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108570797634105282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me showing the cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKF_bqL_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TcdWYyApKh4/s1600-h/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKF_bqL_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TcdWYyApKh4/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108570819108941810" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The view of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKCfbqL7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/MtHmgsYtmck/s1600-h/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKCfbqL7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/MtHmgsYtmck/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108570758979399602" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rock patterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKE_bqL9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/GxoXFt0xzIs/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKE_bqL9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/GxoXFt0xzIs/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108570801929072594" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;The sea with part of congee inside in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKFvbqL-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ME6PAHVTBLc/s1600-h/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKFvbqL-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ME6PAHVTBLc/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108570814813974498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splashs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-2100671191552246698?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2100671191552246698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2100671191552246698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-sun-beach-splashes-part-3.html' title='Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 3)'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVKEvbqL8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MPiqTJLXEA8/s72-c/DSC_0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-4373093325984840967</id><published>2007-09-10T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:23:44.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 2)</title><content type='html'>As i walk away from the maroubra beach, i went to this coral area which have good view of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAJ_bqL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/B7s5eCJv1gc/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAJ_bqL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/B7s5eCJv1gc/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559892712140642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sisters helping each other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAKPbqL3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/S1ltEhXVFik/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAKPbqL3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/S1ltEhXVFik/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559897007107954" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The wide view of the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAKvbqL4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/M7DX-iNAOeY/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAKvbqL4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/M7DX-iNAOeY/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559905597042562" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;A person swimming despite of the strong waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVALPbqL5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8oMOGY8EkDE/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVALPbqL5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8oMOGY8EkDE/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559914186977170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVALfbqL6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/-TFfpCZ5Iyw/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVALfbqL6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/-TFfpCZ5Iyw/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108559918481944482" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;Big Splash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-4373093325984840967?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4373093325984840967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4373093325984840967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-sun-beach-splashes-part-2.html' title='Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 2)'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuVAJ_bqL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/B7s5eCJv1gc/s72-c/DSC_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6765323054878602699</id><published>2007-09-10T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T05:47:48.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 1)</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning... nothing to do... i go and explore neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is big la... i have to walk into the estate as you seen in the bottom picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3a_bqLxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zVUccSBk_jk/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3a_bqLxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zVUccSBk_jk/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108550289165266706" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 15-20 minutes walk inside.... when i walk finish, there i see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3bfbqLyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H0mMy5bcSds/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3bfbqLyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H0mMy5bcSds/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108550297755201314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sand at the maroubra beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3cPbqLzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FxNkkcF5XYw/s1600-h/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3cPbqLzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FxNkkcF5XYw/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108550310640103218" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Birds gathered around the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3cfbqL0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mQCJjouNBC0/s1600-h/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3cfbqL0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mQCJjouNBC0/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108550314935070530" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3c_bqL1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/hzATRZRhPY4/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3c_bqL1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/hzATRZRhPY4/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108550323525005138" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Nice ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6765323054878602699?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6765323054878602699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6765323054878602699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-sun-beach-splashes-part-1.html' title='Water, Sun, Beach, Splashes! (PART 1)'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuU3a_bqLxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zVUccSBk_jk/s72-c/DSC_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-5510547058271280914</id><published>2007-09-10T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T05:20:56.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pharmacy EVERYWHERE! no more guardian, watson and unity!</title><content type='html'>Some things good about australia, especially sydney is that the business. u no need to register with the government what type of business u are doing... cause there are no rules and restriction in the name of the shop cause australia is too big to be control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, the only pharmacy we know is watson, guardian and unity. in sydney, there is no guardian, unity or watson, there are pharmacy with different names. The best part, if u have a degree in pharmacy and your neighbourhood don't have one, you can open one! If you don't mind, you can operate one near your enemy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you got all pharmacy goods at cheap cheap rate, you can open a Discount pharmacy! if you don't mind, make the alse as big as possible and have whole racks of chocolate, or panadol or make your own paracetamol tablet.... sell 24 tablets for less than a dollar... that is what they did. Cheap drug, cheap medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even sell viagra, with the price list on the door, like 24 50mg for $70?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing sydney pharmacy have singapore don't have is the kind of service sydney pharmacy provided. they are not shy to ask you " do u need help?". That is the first sentence that said to you. Very polite, and end the sentence with a smile. that is the kind of service i was very impressed in sydney pharmacy, even the staff is just stocking the goods, they will still ask you. no matter the race, the age, the skin colour, they will ask. i am very impressed and hope this kind of service is available in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom are the picture of some pharmacy in Sydney, basically in my neighbourhood.. so enjoy... ( the next post will involved water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq6_bqLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gColkmgDcak/s1600-h/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq6_bqLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gColkmgDcak/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108536545269919426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq7fbqLtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jeg7zGoU8Co/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq7fbqLtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jeg7zGoU8Co/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108536553859854034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq7vbqLuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_BpEJxtHYlc/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq7vbqLuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_BpEJxtHYlc/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108536558154821346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq8PbqLvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MYABuJsS4eo/s1600-h/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq8PbqLvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MYABuJsS4eo/s320/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108536566744755954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq8fbqLwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qHzSsYDgCYc/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq8fbqLwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qHzSsYDgCYc/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108536571039723266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-5510547058271280914?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5510547058271280914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5510547058271280914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/pharmary-everywhere-no-more-guardian.html' title='Pharmacy EVERYWHERE! no more guardian, watson and unity!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuUq6_bqLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gColkmgDcak/s72-c/DSC_0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-7852999681210289429</id><published>2007-09-09T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T07:19:38.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day in sydney. Cold!</title><content type='html'>When i reached sydney, i got climate shocked. i thought arthur and my friends was kidding about the weather. as it wasn't that cold in the airport... but when i get out.. it was soooo cold.. but it was sooo shiny.. wa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was struck in the airport for 1 hours cause i was thinking of taking a bus or taxi... after comparing the price... i take the risk and take a unknown bus... but i went to the internet kiosk to look up the area... then i go and take bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bus fare was damn expensive... $4.60... wa expensive sia.... singapore... bus ride... the most $1.50... and we complain like shit whenever there is a increase of 5 cents in the bus fare. Here in syndey, the increase is 20 cents and above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa... as u can see , it is going to spring time,  the tree started to blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0xfbqLnI/AAAAAAAAADs/DGOfiveT3k4/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0xfbqLnI/AAAAAAAAADs/DGOfiveT3k4/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108195533456551538" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i take bus... i alight at the wrong stop and have to walk 3-4km with my luggage to my lodging area. tiring and cold...cause the wind kept blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walk, i saw a house with the gate open, i see the door number... it was the place i going to stay for the next three month.. i knocked the door, then a guy come out, i introduced myself and he say he is my room mate. he is kevin&lt;br /&gt; a macau- an, whose parent in hongkong.... luckly, he don't gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he introduce me to the room i will be sleeping in. the bottom are picture of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0xvbqLoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eEooEzEieug/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0xvbqLoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eEooEzEieug/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108195537751518850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0yPbqLpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yH-bWdu9Bvg/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0yPbqLpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yH-bWdu9Bvg/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108195546341453458" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0yfbqLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nWhQr3JJzsY/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0yfbqLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nWhQr3JJzsY/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108195550636420770" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;MY table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0y_bqLrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BHvo14csoYA/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0y_bqLrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BHvo14csoYA/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108195559226355378" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;the mirror&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next post, i will showing what i taken during the weekend,( P.S, it involved water)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-7852999681210289429?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/7852999681210289429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/7852999681210289429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-in-sydney-cold.html' title='First day in sydney. Cold!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuP0xfbqLnI/AAAAAAAAADs/DGOfiveT3k4/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-3384051904491095863</id><published>2007-09-09T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T06:04:58.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the flight.. first time taking flight</title><content type='html'>This is my first time taking flight oversea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny cause this is the first time i take a flight by air since i born, other have taken it since young... and my sibling take it   when they are 12 and 14... i only take it at 19 .. my mother say i taking a flight when even young...when i was in her womb... but come on... i was still a embryo... no memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i go into the custom. it was beautiful... the liquor are FREAKING CHEAP. wa... i feel like buying the whole store at that moment.... very tempting... cannot stop looking at the price of the liquor... less than half price outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i go to find my friend huda, who say that she working inside the custom at starbuck... but cannot find starbuck....only find coffee bean, gloria jean... something like that..then i give up...  i go the flight entrance directly.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue was damn long... very long... i don't know why... but luckly i go there early or else i have to squeeze through the crowd... it was packed... then got the immigation paper to fill in... before filling in... the flight that i taking is asking passanger to go up. so i went... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane, i sitting next to the window.... cool... can see the secenery... wa... damn nice... damn sio.. especially the breakfast sia provided.. u will see it in the video below... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy the video and i tell u more on the next post about my lodging in sydney... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D72Fp7uEEkQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D72Fp7uEEkQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-3384051904491095863?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3384051904491095863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3384051904491095863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-flight-first-time-taking-flight.html' title='On the flight.. first time taking flight'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6223562456981310524</id><published>2007-09-09T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T06:10:27.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Singapore... here i come sydney!</title><content type='html'>Wa... the last week wednesday, thursday and friday was too emotional for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday... skip work... cause cannot wake up. leg swell cause tuesday midnight run from hougang to sengkeng LRT Station... and sleep after watching the the midnight show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wednesday... i just clean up the room, go to school to get some stuffs done like submitting my form... get my friend's lab coat... cause i lost mine...packed my luggage...  17 kg.. i still can put more things inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I want to thank all people who eat with me during dinner and those who send me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhl_bqLlI/AAAAAAAAADc/-oLACAcxdgA/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhl_bqLlI/AAAAAAAAADc/-oLACAcxdgA/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108174445167128146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Food science friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhlPbqLkI/AAAAAAAAADU/C9rgnXy5T1k/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhlPbqLkI/AAAAAAAAADU/C9rgnXy5T1k/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108174432282226242" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with my secondary school friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhkvbqLjI/AAAAAAAAADM/DTU4FAi8yik/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhkvbqLjI/AAAAAAAAADM/DTU4FAi8yik/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108174423692291634" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gang of Brother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6223562456981310524?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6223562456981310524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6223562456981310524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/leaving-singapore-here-i-come-sydney.html' title='Leaving Singapore... here i come sydney!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RuPhl_bqLlI/AAAAAAAAADc/-oLACAcxdgA/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-2461195595275567860</id><published>2007-09-05T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:56:12.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired... the word to use today.</title><content type='html'>Wa... after two days working in hotel, 15 hours straight for 2 days... my feet finally cannot take it any more... it is time to give me feet a break. both days cannot wake up in the bus, luckly monday, still can take bus... yesterday i slept to hougang... no choice, have to run from hougang to the sengkeng first west LRT station rangang. 12 minutes run, how i know? cause i hear 3 songs while running there. after that, go home, see brother... watch tv.. watch the channel U show 100% entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... wake up too late... cannot go to watch... acutally i was quite looking forward to work today as there is a Tempus event at my hotel there... take 2 days to pre-setup.. but the event is very grand... got other watch competitiors to showcase their watch. then got contractions worker everywher... for one i though i lost in little india or litle china... very crowded, full of foregin "talent"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exmaintation, last friday, to sunday, i bought lot of stuffs from comex... total spend around $1800.....  buy one &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5eJ_bqLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/-kL8JEghcfs/s1600-h/Photo+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5eJ_bqLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/-kL8JEghcfs/s320/Photo+460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106622553223999010" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;160GBhard disc,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dB_bqLgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D-WnQdATyT0/s1600-h/Photo+458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dB_bqLgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D-WnQdATyT0/s320/Photo+458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621316273417730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dB_bqLhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ft5yLnr2cxY/s1600-h/Photo+459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dB_bqLhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ft5yLnr2cxY/s320/Photo+459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621316273417746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one nikon D40x package and extra 2GB SD card.... &lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa... i really spending before i go australia.. but i think it is worth it as i going there to take lot and lot of photo.... i will ensure i update my blog 2 times per week to show u what i saw ad everythings that is not available in singapore... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now... i better take photo of my long hair before i cut later in the evening... what... my long hair... i think this is the last time i growing my long hair... after that, cannot grow in another 2 year due to attachment and army... wa... now... i better post it up to leave memories of my long hair... good bye my long hair... 3 more days to australia sydney...(Shit haven't pack yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBfbqLdI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zabb2CwRmTU/s1600-h/Photo+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBfbqLdI/AAAAAAAAACc/Zabb2CwRmTU/s320/Photo+449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621307683483090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBvbqLeI/AAAAAAAAACk/TJF-bqlCSLg/s1600-h/Photo+455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBvbqLeI/AAAAAAAAACk/TJF-bqlCSLg/s320/Photo+455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621311978450402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBvbqLfI/AAAAAAAAACs/7FSNc1tdTCw/s1600-h/Photo+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5dBvbqLfI/AAAAAAAAACs/7FSNc1tdTCw/s320/Photo+456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621311978450418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-2461195595275567860?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2461195595275567860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/2461195595275567860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired-word-to-use-today.html' title='Tired... the word to use today.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rt5eJ_bqLiI/AAAAAAAAADE/-kL8JEghcfs/s72-c/Photo+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-127987223698986016</id><published>2007-08-31T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:10:24.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night after Exam... AnimalS!</title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examination are OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 hard paper and a total of 30hours through out the 8 paper.. finally.. FREEDOM... no more paper for next 2 year. cause of NS... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After examination... i went ot have lunch with my classmates and movies watching with Food Science friends... yismin, jessica , joey they all... WAtch whatt... ya... rataualie(sorry for wrong spelling... but the name look right...) After watching... we went NTUC to shop of drinks later at night safari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went in and taking video at the same time... all the photoes posted here are those can be seen properly... the rest are too blur or too difficient to see...( luckly most are animal picutre)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the picture and so... enjoy... (6 more days to sydney... Shit, accommodaton still haven't find yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjfkvbqLYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HoIhLmG_sdU/s1600-h/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjfkvbqLYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HoIhLmG_sdU/s320/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105075999925218690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflPbqLZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oVBI5cNfXXA/s1600-h/DSC01821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflPbqLZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oVBI5cNfXXA/s320/DSC01821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105076008515153298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflfbqLaI/AAAAAAAAACE/pRwB4MqJBW0/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflfbqLaI/AAAAAAAAACE/pRwB4MqJBW0/s320/DSC01782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105076012810120610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflvbqLbI/AAAAAAAAACM/3gWfX_Zj5-Q/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjflvbqLbI/AAAAAAAAACM/3gWfX_Zj5-Q/s320/DSC01803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105076017105087922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rtjfl_bqLcI/AAAAAAAAACU/RNuoF82uKvc/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/Rtjfl_bqLcI/AAAAAAAAACU/RNuoF82uKvc/s320/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105076021400055234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-127987223698986016?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/127987223698986016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/127987223698986016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/08/night-after-exam-animals.html' title='Night after Exam... AnimalS!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RtjfkvbqLYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HoIhLmG_sdU/s72-c/DSC01822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6944289659079516190</id><published>2007-08-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:11:12.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit la... cannot study at all.</title><content type='html'>Wa... the past 2 days are fruitless... cannot study at all... watch show such as "my wife is a gangster 3", "rush hour 3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the basic module or core module haven't touched... shit la... DAmn goner now...AAAAAAAaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i saw something funny, very funny in friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsSS0PbqLXI/AAAAAAAAABs/ULFpmjnsryg/s1600-h/Snapshot+2007-08-17+01-31-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsSS0PbqLXI/AAAAAAAAABs/ULFpmjnsryg/s320/Snapshot+2007-08-17+01-31-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099362104283639154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment received 38 YEARS LATER?... wa! DAmn long leh... Friendster haven't appeared yet sia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go and sleep soon.. hope to study one chapter in patient care... baby care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6944289659079516190?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6944289659079516190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6944289659079516190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/08/shit-la-cannot-study-at-all.html' title='Shit la... cannot study at all.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsSS0PbqLXI/AAAAAAAAABs/ULFpmjnsryg/s72-c/Snapshot+2007-08-17+01-31-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-3704516995828862671</id><published>2007-08-15T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:54:33.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last class pic before examination...</title><content type='html'>Now one week study break... everyone throwing their best in study while i have no mood to study... too busy with the things in oversea attachmnet like air ticket, accommodation (biggest problem), preparation in both physical and mental before going to Sydney... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa... stress... only study one module and the most un important... business.... Wa... going to die soon... only have 4 days left to go thru the 8 module ( i take pharmacology 2 as 2 module... too thick already don't dare to touch)... used the last minute method... 24 hr carry and hugging buddhA leg.. no choice now... HAHwAHAWHAHW ( going crazy) AAAAAASSSaaaaAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go back to my book now... only can see sunshine on 30 August... make sure go out eat , watch movies and do everything we want before attachment(Zouk on wednesday, friday and saturday night?)... Wawawawa no money to club... need to work haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologise... going crazy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before signing off... this is the class picture of MB0502... the last pic before exmination... Endure, COz we from 0502!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsMuvdcxluI/AAAAAAAAABk/QpTPmDIhydo/s1600-h/Snapshot+2007-08-16+00-36-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsMuvdcxluI/AAAAAAAAABk/QpTPmDIhydo/s320/Snapshot+2007-08-16+00-36-33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098970596007581410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-3704516995828862671?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3704516995828862671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/3704516995828862671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-class-pic-before-examination.html' title='Last class pic before examination...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RsMuvdcxluI/AAAAAAAAABk/QpTPmDIhydo/s72-c/Snapshot+2007-08-16+00-36-33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-7458114733901370120</id><published>2007-08-12T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T07:20:06.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shark... now then realise something missing.</title><content type='html'>i only realised i miss a lot of things... but the most important, i lost my USB cable... AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaa without more cable, i only can type, cannot put all the picture i taken in the past few day... Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, happy brithday Singapore 42nd birthday.... secondly, i want to thank all the people who help me celebrate my 19th birthday. my classmate, my poly friends, my secondary school friends who are in the Army.... and my church mates... thank you all so much... and kelvin, i am waiting for ur gift..... hahah( just joking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week got 3tests... monday one , tuesday one and wednesday one. On wednesday, i get back my result of my monday test. D+, it wasn't a good day to start my birthday and it was a bit disastrous. later, we went to the school national day celebration. We were quite amazed that yu sheng and yit ing can last till the end of the NE game. During the later part of the ceremony, we the price ceremony to the top student in the whole level. our class is too scary, about 1/4 of the class got distinction in one module and yu sheng was the top student last year. Damn, he is pro... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After celebration in school, we went off to the stage to take photo... too bad i don't have the cable now, or else u all can see my class pic. the last one after 2 1/2 year in the school. it was damn long and meaningful for me. knowing people from different walk of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i left to bishan, where all my church mate are, celebrate my birthday. i really thank their effort of buying a cake for me on my birthday. i really appreciate it. REally. After it, we went separated way. they went for church prayer while i went to the town to meet benedict. initailly, i have no plan to go to club. but, his face just change immediately once i say i don't want to go. i also don't want to make his trip an useless trip. so i go with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way to zouk, i have a mysterious phoe call, the number was damn strange... very long number. i picked it up and it was jasmine on the line. i really appreciate her effort to call from oversea just to say happy birthday, especially when she down with fever. we talk for a quite a while and chat about visiting each other in australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to zouk and the queue FREAKING LONG. it is worse than the queue that people queue for hello kitty. DAMn BloodY Long. i tell ben, if he queue, he can watch the simpson 2 times and still cannot go in. so we went to MOS. I want to break the barrier of te fear of touching woman, but i still cannot overcome it.  DAMn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter that, we went to ben house to sleep and spent my whole day in his house on national day. did not go out because he want to borrow my hard disc. so i stay, and look out of accommondation in australia as i going to there(sydney) for my three month attachment. i am both looknig forward and  fear of it cause i going there alone even though the school sent us in  a group of 5. i was the only guy in the group of 5. the rest are girl and they are not that willing to share room with me... so i have to find my own accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i went to school just for a 30 minutes tip for one of the moduel while i don't think is a tip, it is still asking eveyone to study everything. after it, i went to find my food science friends just to kill time while i wait for arthur. i help them in some writing as one of group memers did not come to school. after helping them, i went to play pool wiht arthur. After that, i went to dhody ghuat to meet guangrong and his friends, jialing and debbie, and we went to club ( for me, Again?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, Arthur and i went to eat suki sushi and i was DAMN impressed by their service. it was much much better than the service i receive at sakae sushi at heeren. even now i still remember the name, Vincent and joey. their service is good. After eating, guangrong come and meet us and we watch rush hour 3. the movie is much funnier than the last one and we really enjoy the flim, especailly when chris tucker talk. it was Damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. everything end as i start to plan my examination tabletable and revision for this week.&lt;br /&gt;Everything need to halt for the exmaination....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-7458114733901370120?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/7458114733901370120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/7458114733901370120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/08/shark-now-then-realise-something.html' title='shark... now then realise something missing.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-4252755913936248114</id><published>2007-08-02T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T09:53:05.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE presentation after tmr!</title><content type='html'>Wa... so fast, tmr is hte last day of week 15 of my poly semeter, the last semeter i going to spent in the school. Soon, i am going to work in the society through attachment. i thinking about my poly life.  In my last 2.5 years. there is something i regret not doing, and sometime i think about the choice that i chose when i am at the junction of my life, JC or Poly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i realised my life is a bit screwed, but i am glad that i met good friends in my poly life. friends in MB, FS. without them, my poly life will be a boring one. i was thinknig about my first video presentation in school. physical chemistry. everytime i think aobut, it was quite amazing. It was the last day of week 14, friday. the presentation, week 15 monday. and the best part, my group(suijth, zi ho,joel and me) haven't do any thing yet. NOTHING YET! it was damn screwed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered, discussed, want to do a video, spent 3 hours fliming. i go home on friday , edited and went to suijth house on saturday to do the flim, using window movie maker. We know that we are a bit goner as it was all last minutes. on monday, presentation day, i muttered a small prayer, hope the teacher who mark our presentation give us a reasonable grade. the result was out, got an A, it was a surprised grade to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just thinking about, i feel a bit old. going to 19. and the final presentation of my poly life is tmr. i really want to make this presentation one of the best presentations i will be doing. Marketing and pharmacology presentations wasn't up to my standard. i do hope Father in heaven help me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seem to be end tmr. i felt a sence of emptyness after today lesson. no more staying in school. man. it end too soon. it seem that i enjoy my poly life as time seem to fly. haha (just that i don't have a chance to have a girlfriend).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-4252755913936248114?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4252755913936248114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4252755913936248114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-more-presentation-after-tmr.html' title='NO MORE presentation after tmr!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-905081556938899211</id><published>2007-07-29T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:16:58.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRM, going to the end of Semeter.. ENDURE!</title><content type='html'>the past week is a tiring week for all my class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past monday have pharmacology presentation, wednesday have communication skill test 2, the past friday have Clinical research presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pharmacology presentation was a DISASTER! We forget a very component of the drug information, the drug pharmacotkinetic profile and we are confused with the symbol and unit... all my friends tell me... goner... FINISHED. Confirm no A for group presentation, but i do hope i have a B+ for personnal presentation, cause the teacher say i have the same introduction for the same drug presentation he went a few year ago/...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then communication skill test, the memorising part is easy. the leter writing is very challenging, and i did not fell into the test of writing more than 2 pages by writing the rest on the back of the paper as a cover letter is always one page long. The interesting part of the test is to rephase the sentence into a more dynamic sentence... Man that give me a good headache. I have a poor command of English, and the paper ask me to REPHASE? they was delibrately asking me to FAIL! DAmn hard and i take the amount of time doing cover letter to do the rephasing of 6 sentences. I believe i write crap and but i hope i don't get crap result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is the CLinical research presentation or CRM in short, the M mean management. our group  is planning to do the video and we spend a long time doing it. The best part, on thursday, we haven't do finished yet... we only Finish flimming... not the EDITING part... DAMn sad... the worst part, wendesday have night lesson, thursday have a quite a long day and i cannot ind time to do the editing especially the subtilte part... AaaaaAAAaaa.. so i go to friends house at 10.30pm and do the subtitle from 11pm to 8am on friday morning... 9nhours of no sleep and we slept from 8am to 11am... 3 hours sleep to endure us till after the night lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will not end there... i still got test on monday, wednesday presentation and report handlnig on tuesday and friday.WAAAAAAAAA&gt;........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-905081556938899211?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/905081556938899211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/905081556938899211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='CRM, going to the end of Semeter.. ENDURE!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-6482711892019866072</id><published>2007-07-11T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:53:38.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn tired. project, field trip and lot of night class</title><content type='html'>When i am in year 1, i envy the year 3 becuase they are the senior of the school. now as a year 3, i envy the year 1 for the carefree and not so stress life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i have lessons at night, initially, one night class per week, soon, 2 night classes per week... now... 3 night class per week... wa... really mental and physical exhausting. the best part, soo many projects to do and there is hardly time to do tutorial when we reach home. it will be tuturiol, project work, and some time to chit chat here or there and sleep less than sufficient to kepp us awake the whole day without falling asleep... it is really impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is hardly time to talk to friends, peers and those u care very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA... dam tired... no wonder the senior say they look forward to attachment. while some from the attachment want to go back to school. it is irony, but we often don't see how lucky and fortune we are until we lost them. One example, is the lost of our mentor Miss Ang, who left the NYP for NUS. initially the first part of the semeter almost everyday see her, now not even a shadow can be see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckly, we have a small bbq with her at one of our lecturer house, DR henry leong's. Somehow the weather wasn't that kind to us, it started to rain and we all went ot the lecturer house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By right, the students(we la) cooking for the lecturer and it was the plan at the bbq pit but when we reach the lecturer's house.  the lecturer are the one who cooked for us and they hardly cooked in their house. Instead of praising how good is the food and say thank, we always say," not enough food, not fully cooked, food coming or not", we are really a bunch of forgetful bastards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, the teacher who contributed the food or how should i say, the teacher who buy the food did not want to collect the money we collected as a fee for the bbq. this type of teacher really come hardly, once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJiGQJZsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VhYBUfVWup4/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJiGQJZsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VhYBUfVWup4/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085981835583383234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJimQJZtI/AAAAAAAAABE/Nz7MFiidZBo/s1600-h/DSC01695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJimQJZtI/AAAAAAAAABE/Nz7MFiidZBo/s320/DSC01695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085981844173317842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJi2QJZuI/AAAAAAAAABM/F8VoLEEduDA/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJi2QJZuI/AAAAAAAAABM/F8VoLEEduDA/s320/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085981848468285154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJjWQJZvI/AAAAAAAAABU/yXJAgkGel3E/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJjWQJZvI/AAAAAAAAABU/yXJAgkGel3E/s320/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085981857058219762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJj2QJZwI/AAAAAAAAABc/HvVOrurtk8I/s1600-h/DSC01689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJj2QJZwI/AAAAAAAAABc/HvVOrurtk8I/s320/DSC01689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085981865648154370" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she have a better career in her new job and May God blessed her with all she need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-6482711892019866072?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6482711892019866072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/6482711892019866072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/07/damn-tired-project-field-trip-and-lot.html' title='Damn tired. project, field trip and lot of night class'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpUJiGQJZsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VhYBUfVWup4/s72-c/DSC01692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-4124105015883860985</id><published>2007-07-09T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:32:31.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad experience at Sakae sushi</title><content type='html'>last last friday, after our last common test, i went out with my food science juniors to eat. We were quite puzzled of what to eat, cause we are damn hungry and we are limited to our budget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train, we discussing food resturant from pastamania, to KFC, but all say too low class, then i forget who say what to eat sakae buffet. everyone agree except me cause i think that if want to eat buffet, go to eat suki as they go wider variety, but they want to see sakae, and majorty win, therefore i followed them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, it was about 2.30pm. we checked the buffet timing, there is lunch buffet from 12.30 to 3pm and tea buffet fromm 3pm to 5.30pm.we were hungry but we want to eat longer by going for the tea time buffet. we ask them whether we can go in early by 15 minutes. they rejected us. The staff who rejected us say it in a nice, polite way and we accepted it. so we walk around, seeing DVD, VCD, music album . by the time we finished walking, it was after 3pm. My junior went in first cause i went to cheer to buy green tea to stuff it in my bag, therefore i was late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part of the event is that one that make me have bad experience, not the staff or the delivary man who rejected us. it was the supervisor. that supervisor is plump, wear thick spec, short hair and give me a stare saying " U ARE NOT WELCOME, KID". i wasn't pleased with her attiude that she giving me.  i went up to her, saying " is there a group of ladies went in to this place, 4 young ladies?", she still look at me with that irritating stare and i cannot take it. i just walk around to find them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i found them, i sit with them with that superviosr behind me, like if she have a knife, she will kill me. everyone who know me knows i have a big black bag. Right? I placed my bag in front of me and she was stared of my bag like as if i going to bomb the whole sakae sushi, and that is what i hope i got when i get that kind of service from that supervisor. Think like a terrorist, Com'on, who will bomb them themselves after eating a buffet? To make u plumper with more foods therefore a bigger explosion? U must be kidding me! For them maybe, but i am Chinese! We have a proverb saying "can eat is happiness" (direct translation), of course we will not waste our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after staring, she stare back at me and say "student card, PLEASE", in a rude way. it sound as she was so scared that i going to cheat her money in eating a buffet. WA lau... cannot take it...  and it pissed me off. but luckly it didn't destroy our mood, and we were dicussing about that "AH so" aka the supervisor the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u can see, in revenge, we make this tower... haha... quite tall but not that tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpLJuGQJZqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1iTeHyT-b78/s1600-h/DSC01682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpLJuGQJZqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1iTeHyT-b78/s320/DSC01682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085348723044214434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpLJumQJZrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Rnwhidcrp4s/s1600-h/DSC01683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpLJumQJZrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Rnwhidcrp4s/s320/DSC01683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085348731634149042" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the superviosr come back, she saw that tower and she asking immediately whether she can remove it due to some safety reason. What safety reason, i know it is tall, but not that tall to cause any injury to their customer, the most we will get injured, and most probably, we will laugh off our injury. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she say that reasoning, her hand was up and i can see that lump of fat at the tummy, WA... that scene was damn disturbing. After seeing that, my appetite was gone, GONE. NO MORE. Man, i felt sad for his husband, unless his husband like those fat fat one, then... no comment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we leave the place, paying 80 dollar in total and a feedback form for the poor service from this lady and i advice her to buy a bigger clothing as the scene of the tummy is very disturbing, till this day... waaAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM NOW ONWARD, IF I WANT TO EAT BUFFET, I WILL ONLY EAT SUKI BUFFET.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-4124105015883860985?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4124105015883860985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/4124105015883860985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-experience-at-sakae-sushi.html' title='bad experience at Sakae sushi'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpLJuGQJZqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1iTeHyT-b78/s72-c/DSC01682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-5221294422199654773</id><published>2007-07-08T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T05:27:22.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally... my first post of the year...</title><content type='html'>Finally i have the chance to update my blog again... haha what a long time... still my face gone like a two face...&lt;br /&gt;now my face is back( actually back a few month ago la... but never mind...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hve lot of thins haven't update like my poly class they all going to australia pic. my recently bbq with my swissotel collegue and much more... damn i freckling stress with projects and tests.... need to know how handle my temper well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now... i have some photo from my old class MB0505 when kelvin, sze ho, marcus, ben, zeya and ernest leaving singapore for attachment at australia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVKWQJZmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lf9HpDfoE4I/s1600-h/DSC01606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVKWQJZmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lf9HpDfoE4I/s320/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084798353050003042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVKmQJZnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FyMJJpDwEqg/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVKmQJZnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FyMJJpDwEqg/s320/DSC01623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084798357344970354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVLWQJZoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sojR2zAE8Dk/s1600-h/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVLWQJZoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sojR2zAE8Dk/s320/DSC01626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084798370229872258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVL2QJZpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lhs_HAVeYWs/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVL2QJZpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lhs_HAVeYWs/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084798378819806866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope they can see my blog and take the picture... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, i end here... i will update more on the recent from today onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to get my blog back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-5221294422199654773?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5221294422199654773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/5221294422199654773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-my-first-post-of-year.html' title='finally... my first post of the year...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3IPCN2M_6W0/RpDVKWQJZmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lf9HpDfoE4I/s72-c/DSC01606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-116266723772809060</id><published>2006-11-04T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:07:17.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship on the edge</title><content type='html'>i have no idea this thing will come to me and thought it was gone... it reappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN year 1, i was good friends with angie, eileen and cara for the first semeter butin second semeter, i seem to be separated from them, i don't know y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 2, i tell myself not to commit the same mistake and make friends with huang rhoo, ivy and ying ying, by this time, the same problem reappeared, i just don't get it... Am i that irriting and unbearable? They say i quit research to savage our friendship... i think i kena shipwreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to talk lesser to prevent them thinking i am talkative or those people who will leak out secret. i try to talk to them, but they have been talking ladies stuff and there is no way i can interfere with them or start a topic when i have a chance to say. The BEST part, some girls in my class merge and make a bigger click, it worsen my problem. Whenever i try to say and try to response to their convensation, WS and WT(i am not going to say the name and make the matter worse) will just give me a stare as if i talk sometime wrong or what or response to my sentence with her FAMOUS Sentence( AM i TALKING TO U meH?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT have been a very frustrating 3 weeks since the start of school. ALmost no decent talking. Saying i left the research, it will be better for all of us. K.. i left. IT is not GETTING any better for me. It becoming worse! KNNBCCB! All the friendships i made, went to dust. May be i oversenstitve, May be i overreacted, Maybe i did not know the REal situation is, But i know one thing... I am in THIS situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY proud of myself to cycle from Home(JAlan kayu) to Chua Chu kang!, the distance go and back, 55km!, take 4 hours to travel, very Big sense of ACcomplishment! but physical tiring and i scared tomorrow everywhere cramp... especially my leg...k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i going to sleep and go church tmr... HOPE that problem will be solved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-116266723772809060?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116266723772809060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116266723772809060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/11/friendship-on-edge.html' title='Friendship on the edge'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-116158038138088737</id><published>2006-10-22T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:13:01.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH... my face... becaming TWO FACE...</title><content type='html'>The past week was good but a bit hazy until friday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week is good, work on monday,tuesday came to school 3 hours before the lesson and the lesson is only 30 minutes long, wednesday lesson at 1pm so cycle to school and cycle to yishun before going home..., thursday have proper lesson till 5.30pm... and there come friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday morning, i was thinking of cycling to school or taking the bus... seeing the time still early, i was thinking of cycling to school... so i pack my bag and i went off to school... On the road, my leg wasn't feeling right as i feel it hard to cycle up the road. when i cycle up the slope, it was tiring and it wasn't usual for me... when i reach the top of the slope, thinking i can speed abit faster... the unexpected happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE bicycle was travelling at 30km/h in the beginning, then 35km/h.... it keep increasing... then i thought there is a bus coming up at my back... so i want to keep to the left, near the bus stop. when i want to go left to the bus stop, i was struggling in the road in between the main road and the bus cement, the bicycle was uncontrollable and i flown off my bicycle. i was unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few contractor help me, giving me water to drink and help me to keep my bicycle and return once i recovered. they also call the ambulance for me. the ambulance send me to Tan Tock Seng hospital. In TTSH, everyone was looking at my face, there are bruises and cut on my lip, bleeding. Everyone on my left was lookin at my face while the people on the right is not looking. i felt like Two Face in the batman cartoon. i was in the hospital for 3 hours from 11pm to 2pm.  i was treated as a rare speciem in the hospital, with a invisible enclosure around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was leaving the hospital, everyone was looking at my face. i went in the pharmacy asking whether they sell any face mask or not... they have no stock so i have to use the towel i have to cover half of my face. it is better than exposing my half of my face and scaring everyone la... i went to school, thinking i can catch my clincial trait lesson. but no.... i missed it and went to apple store to repair my IPOD as my IPOD screen crack.. i was DAMN pissed when they say it is not under guranteed as the screen crack due to accident, therefore cannot repair it for me.... i was DAMN pissed when i hear that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following picture is my face from out of hospital to exposing half of my face at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/Photo%20253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/Photo%20253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/Photo%20245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/Photo%20245.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/Photo%20249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/Photo%20249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will not scared u to much as i pray the skin will recovered well...&lt;br /&gt;To all indian, Happy devapillia and malay, selemant hari raya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-116158038138088737?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116158038138088737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116158038138088737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-my-face-becaming-two-face.html' title='OH... my face... becaming TWO FACE...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-116034382305647316</id><published>2006-10-08T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:43:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIxed feeling in the past week...</title><content type='html'>the past week i have both sad and happy feeling... but it is a hard feeling la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, i went for the research in my school lab... but i was late again... as usual. i forget about the late policy set by my fellow lab mate...therefore, i was ask to go home only about 30 minutes in  the lab... it was 10.30am. luckly, on the day before monday, i ask clinton, my good friend, for his bicycle as he studying A level, as he will have no time to ride his bicycle. i went to church to get his bicycle as he park his bicycle there for over 2 months... i take the bicycle and ride it from MAcpherson to geylang then marine parade then hougang then home in 2 hours... it was a fun ride for me. At night work lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, i oversleep and cycle to school, thinking it will be faster, but it was slower instead... reaching school at 10.30am. then, i find myself in deep trouble, because the late policy allow people to be late for 2 days, more than 2 days late wihtout valid reason, he/she will be out of the lab research. i thought only that week no need to come, but in the end, it no need to come for good... feel a sense of betrayal, cause other come on time on one day and did not come the next day, i was a bit late for the 3-4day in the week, some day i didn't come, thinking that the girls can manage it as i found myself a bit of useless in the lab as the girls can complete the duty of the day. Never think that i was fired by my lab mate... but never mind, i accept my fate, i am not a sore loser, but if i am... i can be a damn bloody BAD sore loser... This occured in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, i went off to the FS0601, Food science junior class chalet, with my friends who is also their OGL, orientation group leader... BBQ on the first night, i have fun wiht the class , drinking beer, going to the OLD CHANGI HOSPITAL but we step on the front of the the OCH, and chill run down our spine as it was very cold..  and wake up the whole night to see the sunrise but i doozed off instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON wednesday, still in chalet, but i was sleeping for the most of the time.. from 8am to 12noon, then 2pm to 4pm... like a log lor... then there are people come and leave and 2nd night have more people than the first night. like yismin,sham, jeffery, junyuan, to spice up the night, i buy hard liquor to make the night better.. we play BIg 2 and card game to spend the night... then this Jessica want to take a ride back to the chalet, i got and find her and realise she was located near the changi airport, damn far long, cycle also take 15 minutes... i don't know how they all walk one, so far one... in the end, the 42 hours never sleep Miss walk like a zombie back to the chalet.... After the card game, we get a bit boring, i play the TV game on channel U, i know it was stupid, but we have noting to do lor... so i send 20 messages ($10) to play the game and have my name on the chart... top 10 chart haha.... after the game, yismin and her gang on the living room playing card game while the guy on the kitchen coooknig breakfast before Sham go for fasting... we cooked chicken wings, got bone one and deboned one... the biggest challange for cooking is cooking the food without oil. haha.. the wok was black with the the char haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, we go home at 11am instead for 10.10am(the offical going home time), we was sitting on the couch looking for any thing we forget to bring back or not... then i found the hard liquer in the living room, with about 1/3 amount of the alcohol left. Jeffery want the bottle, so i plan to drink a bit of the alcohol and let other to drink finish, i did not know that i drink the WHOLE remaning alcohol up... i was a bit hot in the morning, good warming exercise...  They take us, while i take the bicycle and ride to tampines central... have our lunch in tampines S11 and went separate places, home and as for me home then work... on the way back i manage to get for my friend zhi ho ONE PIECES! the amination for episode 1 to 43.&lt;br /&gt;After working, i go home by taking bus 147, didnot know i overslept my stop and ended up in hougang, so i walk back home from hougang, 1 hour walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON friday, i went to work at 1pm and do outside catering at the lobby, for the Samsang ultra limtied edition 'party', at there, we saw celebrity like allen woo, wong li lin, lisa Ang and lot... the most unforgetable celebrity is Maya lee, the first Singapore idol contestant, her asset is very big lor, got D size... no wonder slyester want to chase her.. now i understand... i was drunk on the event as my face red after drinking 2 cup of tiger... damn it la... face red so easily... knnbccb...&lt;br /&gt;After work, i went to play basketballl at 12midnight for 30minutes, after that, we go to clinton home to talk crap , play card game, eat nuggets, then sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON saturday, it was damn bloody haze, but we play for 2 hours, at the court near his house. after palying i leave his house at 5pm and the haze condition worsen, car have to use headlight to travel lor.... it is that bad... i go to church to exhange paper in behalf of clinton with jasmine... luckly, we manage to eat my dinner with kelvin, who was shopping for his ingredient for this appple tart... wa... did not know his talent in baking, i only know how to bake chocalate cake in the toliet... haha... eat at long john and go home to watch one piece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, today, i watch finsh all the 43 episode for ONE PIECEs haha... only 3 day, i completed the shows zhi ho pass to me haha... but did not go to church... feeling gulity and go to clinton house to give him the stuff that jasmine want to pass to him... then, go sengkeng to upgrade my phone, but after 2 hours wait, i realise my telephone plan still have 2 more week before i get the phone at the advertised price or else, i have to pay another $100 immediately if i want to get the phone today.. so i plan to wait for 2 week , so the price will drop from $368 to $348, as long it drop below the the $350 range, i buy that phone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring, i have much more fun than bitterness this week, the next coming week will be work, work, work as it willbe the last week before school start, have to earn as much as possible... so willbe back this coming sunday or earlier...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-116034382305647316?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116034382305647316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/116034382305647316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/10/mixed-feeling-in-past-week.html' title='MIxed feeling in the past week...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115947060337922818</id><published>2006-09-28T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:10:03.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my holiday is going to be over</title><content type='html'>WA... the past two week was tiring for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT chalets and the IMF event... tiring la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let talk aobut the IMf... going to istana for the dinner for the governers and spouses, serving the VVIP and minster from the Singapore... got white, black, yellow people there.... i was doing the worst job in that place.... as a runner... THE format is like that... there are 66 tables, the table is divided into 4 fleets, each table have a food server and a drink server... my job is to deliver the food to all 4 fleets. luckly the dinner is a western one only 5 course... if chinese, 8 to 10 course mulitple 4... 40 times! will die la... i only run 20 times... but it was damn tired... the worst part is the remember which table have vegetarian, halal, which table want chicken or fish... damn sad... but looking at the pay cheque that day($150) it was all worth it...&lt;br /&gt;but the bad part of the work is there is no transport home after working from 8am monday to 3am tuesday, and we need to folk out $$ for the taxi fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALETS... i went to 2 chalet in 2 week.. + work... it is energy draining... the first chalet... orgainsed by the MB 0505 and the previous MB0502... they book 2 rooms, B1220 and B1221, next to each other... and the people is so Euth... stay straight for 2 night... watch movies like shutter, constantine and school of rock... i also learn to roller blade, fell on my back side hard... i have about 5 hours in the chalet... mentally tired and much involved in the BBQ...as i help to make the chicken sauce and STeamboat, which did not turn out that well... as i was ill-prepared...&lt;br /&gt;Recently on tuesday, i have my class chalet... MB0502, the turn out was bad... no one staying on the first night as everyone come on the second night. the people turn up was disappointing as most of the classmate went back to their home land in Malaysia and some was still in work, some down with flu and sickness... it was a not so fun chalet as i hve mood swing that day... it just come.. i went back home at 9pm and return back to the chalet at 11pm... with some alcohol where no one drink...at night... there is only huimin, weijie, ming kang, ivy, huangrhoo, kelvin and me at night... we play twister... play for 2 hours straight... &lt;br /&gt;(when i saw huangrhoo staying over, i was quite happy to see her as her true self, the cheerful side of her instead of the emotionless face she give me in lab... i really hope she enjoy herself in that night... we did not talk much as i realsied i start to talk lesser these day, maybe i tired of talking crap and want to be serious at time, but it also cause my mood swing... due to family tradagy and some miscommuncation with classmates... i want to talk to her... but i just cannot find any topic to talk about except work, research and it is hard to get her attention from her gang of girls... i think i still cannot overcome the nervousness and the shyness when talking serious with girls... i don't say whether she like me or not, i dun like whether she got feeling or not.. i know from the past experience, it REALLY take 2 hand to clap..., 2 willing parties to be a couple... i just don't know how to say, and i SERIOUSLY don't how to cope with another rejection, i just don't want to wonder around for girls anymore... i just want to get steady with someone i like, i can talk to,who can be my listening ear... Pray that girl just appear in my class...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... tmr still go thing to do... Video flimming some kid event for my church mate felicia for her SMU thingy...&lt;br /&gt;3.02am... tired after work... GO adn SLEEP LOR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115947060337922818?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115947060337922818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115947060337922818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-holiday-is-going-to-be-over.html' title='my holiday is going to be over'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115825694920479788</id><published>2006-09-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:02:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination over... but it is just the beginning of my nightmare...</title><content type='html'>WA... finallly my examination finished... but i know 2 of my paper is screwed up... the patient care and mangement 1 and MBT... molecular biotechnology... hope the rest of the paper will scored well... hope to got a average GPA of 3.5 in this examination and i need to pull my sok in the next semeter.. despite the fact that i will be most likely to skip school every now and ten as my A level friends will be going out at night and enjoy with them before they go in army... 2 bitter year of suffering.... my common test in my mew semeter will mostly likely to screwed up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After examintaion... i went to work with kelvin, yong shen, yong ming, huda and jeffery , people from my former class MB0505 to work in the IT comex for court.... i did not expect high pay or any thing in this job... i just go for experience as i quite sick of my banquet job and need a breather ,trying other jobs to enrich my working experience and know more people in the process... i thought we are working right after the examination.... but due to poor communication between the empolyer and the boss, we only working in the weekend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our work can considered to be boring as we just standing in the "store", waiting for the seller to sell one Panasonic Camera and we just do the rest of the job, writing the receipt of the goods they buying, explaining the goods they are receiving and clear any doubt they have in the camera for 8 hours for 2 day. The working experience is tiring but it is enruching... we see different kind of consumer in the IT comex... like all the customers describle in the marketing, another module we studied that did not have any uses in us. The funniest customer is the south indians.... got one indian buy the camera and ask us to keep for them until they return... as if the IT comex is another mustafa.... lot of different cusotmer and buying attitude, some want more free gift , some pleased with what they buying, some just want to rip the panasonic booth by asking a drop in price after all the free gift is given to them...    in the end of the IT comex... we get $150 pay for ust 2 day.... i very delighted as i did not expect to get so much from this event.... a $100 pay will be enough for me for the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the comex... i need to go to school for the research under DR Xu, a lecturer in my school for a project to find any active ingredient in mushroom that have the anti bacteria properties ... any NEW compound that have potenial to be the next big money spinner in the medicial industry, that is used to treat any bacteria causing disease... for the WHOLE HOLIDAY... O MY goodness... my holiday is really gone... i want to work in the morning during the IMF period also cannot... very sad...  now only work in night, not time for televison and until now i can write a blog for the things i have done for the pass 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;from the first week of september to now... we haven't extract any active ingredient yet... still at fermantation of the fungus... very slow paces... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REcently... i went for the MB0505 and the Former MB0502 class chalet and i really enjoyed myself.... the chalet can considered a success... i want to thank kelvin for the food he prepared and the stingrey he brought..it was very delicious and everyone enjoyed it... the euthetic people for the former MB0502 who make the chalet a lively, funny and enjoyable one...  my former class MB0505 for receiving the former class member as their own again and it have been a 3 day 2 night wreck of fun and enjoyment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now working at night and weekend and this coming weekend i going to the istana to set up the IMF dinner event for the september 18... $8 per hour... hope that day don't screwed up and use the money to buy the latest ipod for my friends birthday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuDA and her dance group! Work hard for this coming quarter final and kick any weak group with ur trademark move and neat clean adance move... don't show sexiness as it will not last long in this competition... Overdrive is a competition of talent not sexiness... if they want to compete for sexiness, i prefer them to join the FHN bikini babe competiton or form a new group to compete with the crazy house for the IMF people to make their trip a unforgetable... ...By the way... do ur best as they willbe a lot of ang moh looking at ur all on that day... DO UR BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am both physically tired and emotionally tired... i did not have the time to care about love and all different things... i jsut want to ask to this particular lady in my class," am i not ur type?"," is it true u prefer ang moh then local?", " do u have feeling for me?"... there are lot of questions i want to ask... but don't have time and don't dare to ask... as i didn't want the relationship to be sour after that question is asked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am soon... tmr have research... need to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115825694920479788?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115825694920479788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115825694920479788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/09/examination-over-but-it-is-just.html' title='Examination over... but it is just the beginning of my nightmare...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115600756597898283</id><published>2006-08-19T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:12:45.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress... getting very stress...</title><content type='html'>WA... after celebrating birthday... the past day had been a very dramatic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the birthday celebration, i got my 18 year old sickness...Food Poisoning... Got very sick and vomitted right after work and on monday morning... then ... the whole family down with food poisonng... everyone mourn like there is no tmr.... nad everyone was lying on the floor... having a busket on the left side of the bed... (to contain the vomit)...  it was so horrible... like an serious disease strike on everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday (6 days before examination) i go and sing Kbox with arthur and Sheeren( the one in the business course... not hte one in the class which have relationsip problem with the two A)... it was so much fun... If u go kbox... u will be singing some of the latest song available or sing ur famourite artiste songs for a long long time... instead of singing our favourite songs, we sing lot of oldies... like (wild flower u cannot pluck) in chinese and chen lei song... and we sing more than 2 time for each oldies... haha... singing in difference version.... normal and remix... haha... Fun... like putting some hip hop bit in the song... or using a guy voice for a lady song.. haha... and we take neoprint.... it was very fun and enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaay... i lost my bet because that liverpool cannot win the newly promted sheriffed untied... i cannot think la... Fuck la.... lost 10 dollar.... and i now only hope the totterham will win the  bolton and overcome 2 goal difference.... sad... lose $15 in opening of EPL... Fuck la.... there go my 3 day allowance.... sad... thought can win some for my transport fee since i am not  working and concentrate for examination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO so many shit thing and haven't start study proper... very stress.... and i very scared i cannot go the result i want....B+ for all subject, especially pharmaceutical chem, MBT,HBD, marketing and patient care and pharmaceutical maunfacturing technology...&lt;br /&gt;very stress... cannot let my family problem affect my study.. Fa la... why they doing this divorsing thing now... during examination... hope my sister prelim result will not affect by it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115600756597898283?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115600756597898283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115600756597898283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/08/stress-getting-very-stress.html' title='Stress... getting very stress...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115526881718810647</id><published>2006-08-10T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:00:17.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank u all for making my 18 birthday such a memorable one!</title><content type='html'>I am very grateful for all who remembermy birthday and celebrate with me. i haven't been so happy for a long time. After so many sad incident, at least i feel some sense of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank my poly friends, my poly class, my secondary school friends and my basketball buddies... they really make it a reality. i want to thank them for their effort and their time. Seriously, without them, i will be  walking along shopping mall in town window shopping alone or going to kbox to sing happy brithday to myself for 2-3 hours...&lt;br /&gt;Thank! i will not forget this 18th birthday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115526881718810647?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115526881718810647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115526881718810647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/08/thank-u-all-for-making-my-18-birthday.html' title='Thank u all for making my 18 birthday such a memorable one!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115479936264663811</id><published>2006-08-05T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:36:03.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do REALLY hate this family...</title><content type='html'>today... sunday morning 1.20am... i really have a bad day.... my parent quarrel again. this time... i really have nothing to say... i see until i numb... i am so numb wiht it... house gone, family gone... As a brother, i really scared for my brother and my sister future. They are only 16 and 14 respectivity... Now they are waching television as nothing had happen... but i know in their heart, they ar confused, bother by this whole incident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time no weapon is used... no violence... the feeling between them are cold and numb... there is only distrust between them... If ur parent quarrel, they will shout at each other, it is a good sigh, some time a tight slap across the face is a bit overboard, or knife used (this one need police to come)... For my case, they are behaving as they are strangers just met in this particular place and one of them 'taken" another people money.... After a marriage lasted 19 year, this is the end... from a loving couple to a total stranger where scars of distrust, betray, bad blood between them finally appearing in front of my eye... People.... if u come from broken home, u will know the situation. Now everyone have a happy family (no wonder divorse rate in Singapre is so high, one out of three family is broken family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am tying this blog now... my father is in front of me... breathing deeply... sighing... thinking... "how am i going to survive? am i going to let this situation control by this crazy woman in this house?". Although he tried to cover this mask by talking about the thaliand movie we are watching now... but i know... it is impossible... his face cannot express laugher and sadness although he was thinking of expressing both in his face, giving out errie laugher in his fierce face, saying" what can she do?", twice... the whole face frown now as he was watching the advertisment.... he try to control himself.... trying to act as a "good" guy in front of us. He now sitting behind me... looking at the television... murmuring "she cannot manage all three of us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish this month of August fly .... cause by the end of the month, this sad place will be sold and i looking forward to the new home.... i hate my eighteen birthday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115479936264663811?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115479936264663811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115479936264663811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-do-really-hate-this-family.html' title='I do REALLY hate this family...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115462903854590805</id><published>2006-08-03T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:17:18.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phat night... picture released</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/DSC00428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/DSC00428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/DSC00421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/DSC00421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/1600/DSCF3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5148/699/320/DSCF3700.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture are taken on the school Phat night, where all the youngster from the Food Science going there to enjoy what it like in a clubbing.... to be honest... the Dj suck and the decoration is not that bad( as it was free!)... but well done for the people who plan it... but change Dj... We enjoy it very much... cannot forget that night.... evreything was so wild... even have people stripping...  in the beginning, the atmosphere wasn't that high but after some people i don't know...everything become high... i appreciate who did that and hope to meet them again in the near future... taking picture for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115462903854590805?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115462903854590805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115462903854590805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/08/phat-night-picture-released.html' title='Phat night... picture released'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115444460027509724</id><published>2006-08-01T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:32:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday! so many people birthday... i scared...</title><content type='html'>for the past week, it have been the happy weekend as there are 5 friends having their birthday... As a friend, u will have to buy some gift to ur friends whose birthday is near.... if one, still can afford... but 5! man i nearly fainted... if everyone i buy... i will be broke for the next 3 week!.... so i decided to make them out.... Mostly cards to them.... After all, one year 365 days only have one birthday, except those who have birthday once in 4 year.. they are the sad case.... as they can be 60 years old while they are celebrating their 15 year old birthday.... they have a high possibility not able to celebrate their 21th birhtday... they will be 84 year old...&lt;br /&gt;So hapy birthday to all my friends! Enjoy ur life at 18!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115444460027509724?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115444460027509724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115444460027509724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-so-many-people-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday! so many people birthday... i scared...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115389261076647747</id><published>2006-07-25T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:43:30.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>examination coming.. a lot of thnig cannot be done.</title><content type='html'>WA... today i very sad... i cannot go to Hong Jun Yang nanyang poly school concert because it crash with my lesson later... SAD... i was thinking of taking photo or making video from this concert... but not fated la.... All my friends taking photo at hsi concert and most of tehm( girls... ) are so crazy about him! I agree taht he is handsome , rich  warm hearted and good voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... my class is getting a heathly lifestyle with exercise every wednesday or thursday... last week, we play badminton and swim.... the week before, we play badminton in the school for 3 hours +... it is good as it help in making my body to be fit and better mind. At the smae time, i can get chance to get nearer to the girl i like... but i am not telling not u who is it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115389261076647747?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115389261076647747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115389261076647747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/07/examination-coming-lot-of-thnig-cannot.html' title='examination coming.. a lot of thnig cannot be done.'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115384957152857306</id><published>2006-07-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:46:11.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How my life going to be...</title><content type='html'>As i am going to 18 year old, i have been thinking of my doing when i am 17 year old... it just went to fast... all i can remember is clubbing 5-7 time when i am 17... What i have done in 17 year old? Have i done anything meaningful? Have i make my friends regret or lost friends? have i make new friends in this year? Have i make my GOd father disappointed( i have make him very disappointed in my year 17)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends leaving and coming... have i been myself in polytechnic? i have been wearing a mask on my face in school for a long time... i appear to be cheerful... btu i am quite a lonely guy.... My camera is the only thing i really talk to, enjoy with... how i long to have a woman who i really talking to... who i can share my feelnig and my joy, frustration with her... that will support each other for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 18 year old is like another milestone like age 16... where they will cahnge very drastically for me... Parent divorsing and worried about my future.... have i really choose a worng course in poly? all my friends taking A level this year... Man ...2 year just fly so fast! i really nothing to saw...  Have i live my life to the fullness yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the age 18 coming, more responisiblity is on me... my silbings acadamic result now at their best... Finanical worry as my father is an asshole( i know it is bad to curse your parent, but knowing your father womanize,  getting involve in dirty ghost and doing thing that he is not capable and acting like a coward in the supreme court saying no money in the bank account but all deposit in other account we don't know... u think my father is a asshole?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... i have to concetrate on my studies and work hard for my future... i hope and pray there will be one pharmaceutical company that will pay for my studies and work for them in the speciic field i am going to be specialise at... God will lead a way where they seem to be no way... may God lead me in his way... Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to contact with more new friends in poly and maintain all the friendship with all my old classmate and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115384957152857306?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115384957152857306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115384957152857306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-my-life-going-to-be.html' title='How my life going to be...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115298663174201413</id><published>2006-07-15T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:03:52.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What wrong with the govenment?</title><content type='html'>Sometime the govenment disappear from our sight after the general election, but their presence can be feel in this place, in the worng way. Firstly... the prospect of curving of the causeeay bridge. don't know is malaysia fault or singapore fault... They wat the green light for teh constructing of the new bridge, we hesitated, but when we give. the malaysia side just jive themselves red light... Now Dr M blaming the incident to us! Wa nonsense! we allow, but u just cannot think properly. For the exchange of the bridge, we have set condition like allowing the free air space on the top of malaysia and selling sands to us at a cheaper rate, but now is malaysia who is hesitated now... Dr M.. don't blame the failure of the the contruction of the bridge to sngapore and keep out of ur country polilitic, following our LKY, not interfaring the government now, and the better part.... going to other countries to give talk.... Dr M? at home rotting and blaming everything to singparoe as if we own them a lot of money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not talk aobut ohter countries.... now back to homeland... Government ask the mediacork to close down Mr brown column. For ur information, Mr brown is the infamous podcasting king in singapore... make famous with the bak cho mee podcast during the election time. WAAAA... the column can say to be his rice bowl... Having his rice bowl broken is the worse thing even in this economy, where u need to have mulipte rice bowl in order to sustein ur life in singapore.... I really feel bad for Mr brown. he is a great man, provding joy and entertain us using his podcast .... how come his column off the newpaper? just bcause of one column only?  during the early part of the year, the govenment like him... now govenment hate him. Waht a irony! He is a "jack neo" just that jack neo show singapore through movies while Mr brown show singapore in podcast. Support Mr brown always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115298663174201413?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115298663174201413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115298663174201413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-wrong-with-govenment.html' title='What wrong with the govenment?'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115116444924889729</id><published>2006-06-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:54:09.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry... very Sian.. don't feel like studying... just look at my profile recently... found something</title><content type='html'>i was updating my profile for my friendster since i have been a long time since i update my profile and my photos...  so i want to update... jsut want i going to update my profile.... i look at my old profile.. then i tell myself..." Did i type them out?, wHa!! i did not know i am type long profile for myself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY OLd friendster profile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time i figure did i do make a wrong choice in my education path... never mind... like chinese saying.... when u reach the end of the bridge, it will eventually be straight... like life... everyone will have different life, different encounters, different life stories to tell to our grandchildren... but we will all be old and died evenutally... so live life to your maximum.... don't go to jail... a very tough lesson, know ur mistake early better than late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about myself, just another nerd u see in television... wear spec, wear thick thick glasses... life to me is work and eat.... but recently have photograph as my hobbies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have multiple characteristic.... i have a few name... &lt;br /&gt;in secondary 1 class:germ from form teacher poh man see&lt;br /&gt;in secondary 2 class:kampong from kewei ( still using)&lt;br /&gt;in secondary 3-4 class:take shit king( i don't know how to pronoune) for my basket skill and the way i eat&lt;br /&gt;in ST John:euth as i am very euthesrtic in my work(forgive me for my spelling)&lt;br /&gt;in church:malcolm  (sound nice lah and widely used)&lt;br /&gt;in wild wild wet: malcom... that malay spell my name wrongly...&lt;br /&gt;in cjc 1st three month;marist... as i am the only marist in the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ladies, i am not a sweet talker, so sorry if i am too straightforward with my language and please people, if i don't any wrong, just tell me to my face, i just cannot catch hint la... just be straightforward to me... Maybe studying in boy school for 10 year make me act unusually in front of girl... so don't get wrong of me... i try to overcome it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... i just wish this particular person will read it this blog. ____, i know i am not handsome or rich, but please give me a chance to learn how to care about u, look after u and most important, let me love u. i am not good in words, therefore i using this profile to tell u my feeling. it had been a long time since we talk so freely.i Just want everything to be back like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above essy wasmy old profile... i did not know how come it is so long....&lt;br /&gt;but at least i want to keep this profile... as it make me remember who am i after i been lost in this world....this materialistic world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to rewrite my blog... i have lost myself in the past 1 year... at least this is one of the things i can do before my 18 birthday.... i still want to cherish my younger day where there is so much freedom as a child.. now... huge responsibles comnig , my blur future, walking out of this failure marriage of my parent.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As least i need to know all the foolsih things i did in the past as they are the things that worth laugh about..like  writing a year( or 8 months) diary for a girl as her birthday gift but did not give to her because she tell me she don't like me before her birhtday... or stalking a girl in secondary school day for 3 months straight.... At least this profile is something i can laugh about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115116444924889729?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115116444924889729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115116444924889729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-very-sian-dont-feel-like.html' title='sorry... very Sian.. don&apos;t feel like studying... just look at my profile recently... found something'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-115111922761730393</id><published>2006-06-23T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:20:27.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAn... it been a long time since i blog...</title><content type='html'>WA.... it have been a long time since i went blogging in this webiste... Damn long.... Now in poly, i have friends leaving and coming so often that i feels lost in.  Now have to study for my common test 3.... sad... very tired physical and emotionally&lt;br /&gt;and now... waiting for my 18 year old...  the age 18 since to be too old and big for me....so much pressure and responsible in me.. that is one thing i don't to carry now... i still want my freedom....&lt;br /&gt;now famly doing the divorsing and my father is acitng like an asshole that i haven't seen before... BIg asshole.... pay soo much money outside wiht other woman but not in the family... FAmily debt that was going to pay finish become more debt because that asshole withdraw soo money $$ anad saying making other "business" or should i replace the word with woman?  I also very scared that i will end up like him as he was ex-marist.... i promise myself that i will love my girlfriends( and future wife) more and make sure that this tradgey in my family will not happen.... a failure in marriage in miscommunication,unable to trust each other and the presence of muliple 3rd parties.... This is one thing that i cannot accept... having 3rd parties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope God in heaven help me in this year 2006...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-115111922761730393?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115111922761730393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/115111922761730393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-it-been-long-time-since-i-blog.html' title='MAn... it been a long time since i blog...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110588898818674097</id><published>2005-01-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T07:36:34.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..this is a pciture of the three marist!... my cousin, my brother and me... are marist... man!cool isn't it? marist take pcture together! wa! rare... this is taken on my auntie housewarming and taken in the living room.... don't u realise all marist are gentleman? they all wear spect!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2005_0108(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2005_0108(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marist! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110588898818674097?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110588898818674097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110588898818674097' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588898818674097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588898818674097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110588882112974966</id><published>2005-01-08T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T07:43:36.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CJC first class...</title><content type='html'>this is 1T36.... one damn cool class.... with orientation leader such as eddie and allabelle(who not in the pic) this is a damn good orientation class.... and this is a pic taken at orchard.... at 11pm... near the taka shopping centre...this is just half the class... sorry, the other went off and it was tooo late... and it is taken just after the friday finale night of the whole orientation week... the guy ...handsome and the girl... damn chio.... so this is the class i always and i REPEATED.. i always want to be... it is also my first mixed class after the 10 torturing year in the full boy maris stella high... at least... i fet the freedom in the new JC... but a bit too far from my house... never mind... looking forward my brand new JC life in CJC in the first three month&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2005_0107(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2005_0107(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1T36 rulz.... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110588882112974966?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110588882112974966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110588882112974966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588882112974966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588882112974966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2005/01/cjc-first-class.html' title='CJC first class...'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110588891940733520</id><published>2005-01-04T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T07:32:19.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how.... so the first party of the year.. the wild wild wet party...!it is on the jan the 4... and the theme of the party... the 70s !sooo.. everyone should be in their 70 clothing... but.. it look like we are not!... we have a buffet dinner and yum yum.. the food is damn DElicious.. eat unitl damn full... have excitnig performance form each department ... especially our department breakdance... really break the stage down!!! cool....  and there is a lucky draw... with 100 gift of 200 people so.. everyone should have right?&lt;br /&gt;nooo... our table don't have any one! and the other table.. everyone is a winner!coo... damn unluckly... but never mind... wait for next year party!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2005_0104(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2005_0104(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wild wild fun... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110588891940733520?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588891940733520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110588891940733520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2005/01/how.html' title=''/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110411379512950525</id><published>2004-12-25T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:42:58.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>carolling on eve of christmas</title><content type='html'>hey... today is christmas day! merry Christmas... i know people have different way to countdown christmas.. some famous one is go to Orchard and countdown christmas at the big christmas tree.. some more traditional one is to go to church and countdown together as a church... our church went to sing carol at christmas eve... going to homes and house to deliver the good news to these place... this picture is one of the many pictures taken in the christmas eve... everyone were singing at the home for the disable people in bishan... everyone sing their lung out.. while i slack as i was appointed the photographer of the night.. as my attire is very "outstanding"... i wish everyone a happy joyous christmas day! HOHOHO... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2004_1224(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2004_1224(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear the angel sing! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110411379512950525?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110411379512950525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110411379512950525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110411379512950525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110411379512950525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/carolling-on-eve-of-christmas.html' title='carolling on eve of christmas'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110411368719402152</id><published>2004-12-23T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:31:01.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey... this is a picture of my church mate... cool?. the little cute adorable boy wearing white shirt is gi...arrr... i forget how to spell his name... but never mind... this is not the most important thing i want to tell u... u all see this boy... isn't he cute... adorable ... and want to squeeze his cheek? this is one of the most adorable kid in our church! even auntie and ah soh find his adorable... while the guy wearing a red shirt and had a big red nose is call daniel....  he is shorter than me... but he is smart... and the most important he can play guitar very... very welll! he can play chinese pop , spanish romance and even english pop... he is really very good at guitar...  daniel is in his tertiary education while the little cute boy who i forget how to spell his name is in secondary school.... (p.s : don't they look like brothers?)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2004_1218(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2004_1218(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friend &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110411368719402152?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110411368719402152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110411368719402152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110411368719402152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110411368719402152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110330632154826157</id><published>2004-12-17T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T10:09:46.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally i do OT!!!</title><content type='html'>ya...i have finally work for 12 hours... my first OT... ya! form 9am to 9pm... longest working hours i had done... but i like it because i have fun in working! christmas is coming... everyone celebrating it in different way! in wild wild wet, the fat guy in the picture... act as a santa claus!... have u seen a fat dark santa claus? In wild wild wet, u can see this dark black santa claus ! haha... wat a joke... a dark malay santa claus... who act as santa claus is not important.. as long he or she can bring out the fun in every children! hohoho! Merry christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2004_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2004_1210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at wat? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110330632154826157?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110330632154826157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110330632154826157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110330632154826157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110330632154826157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/finally-i-do-ot.html' title='finally i do OT!!!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110298779282849170</id><published>2004-12-13T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T17:46:36.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have u look at the weather recently?</title><content type='html'>have anyone have a chance to look at the weather recently? normally people say "what yo see about the weather?' to me, the weather is fascinating!if u can spare a few minute watching the weather, u will realised the weather is unpredictable. sometime i shine, after a while it is total darkness. this picture below is a picture of the weather which is unpredictable. doesn'et this picture look the glory of God spear through the darkness of Satan? everyone, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2004_1211(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2004_1211(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not a very good weather &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110298779282849170?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110298779282849170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110298779282849170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110298779282849170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110298779282849170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/have-u-look-at-weather-recently.html' title='have u look at the weather recently?'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110290290688305671</id><published>2004-12-12T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T17:55:06.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wa.... indian call are irriating!</title><content type='html'>the latest news from malcolm lin shijun... the threat of indian calling me!!! this is how it started.... on clinton birthday, i started to receive anomyous call from an indian guy... u know .. this guy is power!!! call for me everyday...! as if i own his alot alot of money! this guy call me soo many thimes that i scared of him... on saturday... i receive a total of 124 call!!!wa!! and that was just saturday! ever with the help of clinton and daniel, that indian still call day and night like siao!. i need help!!! telong telong pray that indian don't call me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110290290688305671?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110290290688305671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110290290688305671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110290290688305671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110290290688305671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/wa-indian-call-are-irriating.html' title='wa.... indian call are irriating!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110264362454662056</id><published>2004-12-09T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T17:31:15.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>clinton birthday bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there u see. dec8... clinton birthday... this 1.81 handsome smart guy finally turn 16... hahaha.. now then can see nc 16 movie without being scared being caught! but he have watched before m18 movies before ...so never mind la... friend from church and school come together for this birthday! the party was in a mess but it is great ...everyone have a great fun! the picture is the first hand picture of how he blow his birthday cake... clinton... Happy birthday! (i still cannot believe he only 16)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/640/2004_1207fun0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/2631/320/2004_1207fun0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big black wolf blowing off the candle! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110264362454662056?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110264362454662056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110264362454662056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110264362454662056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110264362454662056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/clinton-birthday-bash.html' title='clinton birthday bash!'/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9544117.post-110264294125291714</id><published>2004-12-09T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:02:02.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9544117-110264294125291714?l=malcoleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/feeds/110264294125291714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9544117&amp;postID=110264294125291714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110264294125291714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9544117/posts/default/110264294125291714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malcoleo.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>malcolm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03556908838431756222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
