<?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-1053666988231422771</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:45:27.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Says...</title><subtitle type='html'>I've got opinions (also known as grouses) to everything.. yeah I'm lucky to be alive, to live in Malaysia..yada yada yada keep telling yourself that as well</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-3425631254795470685</id><published>2009-04-02T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:47:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Random</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why but lately I kinda feel like writing again, was never a great writer but used to write quite a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because lately I'm tested both physically and emotionally much more often these days than ever? Well, a couple of weeks back, I made the biggest decision I had to in 2 years and I believe I called the right shot, it was absolutely necessary. It was a painful one, something I wished I could reverse but youth is a commodity that should not be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are wrapping up, now I have just one more assignment presentation to go, which will be Dr Selva's. I have profound respect for her and I sure hope I do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is really dry, but it feels good. Maybe I should really write abit more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-3425631254795470685?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/3425631254795470685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=3425631254795470685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/3425631254795470685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/3425631254795470685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-random.html' title='Really Random'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-757443601544435021</id><published>2009-03-27T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:12:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Moment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for your appearance,&lt;br /&gt;The piercing sun made no difference,&lt;br /&gt;I would have waited forever,&lt;br /&gt;For I've never felt this way ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came,&lt;br /&gt;With a smile brighter than any day,&lt;br /&gt;The sun accentuated your demure features,&lt;br /&gt;Rendering my breaths at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the moment,&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;You have made me a captive,&lt;br /&gt;For these eyes never set upon anyone so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the moment that reminds,&lt;br /&gt;That you were never out of mind,&lt;br /&gt;It was an image that will last,&lt;br /&gt;Framed by my heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-757443601544435021?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/757443601544435021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=757443601544435021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/757443601544435021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/757443601544435021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment.html' title='The Moment'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-8820363552830637056</id><published>2008-11-23T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:30:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A1 GP Qualifying Session</title><content type='html'>I won 4 grandstand tickets to watch the Sepang leg of the A1 GP race so I invited Carerre, Jow Liie and Sok to tag along. Here are some of the pics. My camera snapped 400 alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271791334532372610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqSaDI2II/AAAAAAAAAHI/JFO0pKdff8s/s320/DSC_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first seat we chose was right opposite the pit area and Brazil's stop was the closest. Brazillian flag waving as their mechanics discuss about..urmm..something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqSITzdgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gPNpyZepEgw/s1600-h/DSC_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271791329770436098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqSITzdgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gPNpyZepEgw/s320/DSC_0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lil gal almost knocked me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRbFEyWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3xu0s9TaEZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271791317629061474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRbFEyWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3xu0s9TaEZ8/s320/DSC_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..what you wouldn't know is that the sun was really scorching and yet the few of us stood there in the open for hours doing what Carerre was doing in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRbbIe6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/wvu5ZlyGb24/s1600-h/DSC_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271791317721578402" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRbbIe6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/wvu5ZlyGb24/s320/DSC_0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carerre and a directional board. Didn't that almost sound like a oxymoron?haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRJd0nQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ShcU6FBP1mo/s1600-h/DSC_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271791312901020930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqRJd0nQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ShcU6FBP1mo/s320/DSC_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jow Liie walking as we our seats to grab some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg for now..will post more pics after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-8820363552830637056?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/8820363552830637056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=8820363552830637056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8820363552830637056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8820363552830637056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/11/a1-gp-qualifying-session.html' title='A1 GP Qualifying Session'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SSkqSaDI2II/AAAAAAAAAHI/JFO0pKdff8s/s72-c/DSC_0469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-8928822367095019938</id><published>2008-11-15T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:47:06.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography 101..Blogger's current level - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TOFg2y3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tTkY-HrfIqk/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268599378044963698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TOFg2y3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tTkY-HrfIqk/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad enjoying the serenity and comfort of some pretty expensive Chinese tea with my granny and my cousin sis in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TN100glI/AAAAAAAAAGY/znMdjik2foQ/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268599373833732690" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TN100glI/AAAAAAAAAGY/znMdjik2foQ/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lethally hot chinese teapot which served my dad's tea obsession with my sis in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TNaJA8JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UYSIhXUO7G4/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268599366402240658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TNaJA8JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UYSIhXUO7G4/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TNLParII/AAAAAAAAAGI/lxjlm-H7RWA/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268599362402561154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TNLParII/AAAAAAAAAGI/lxjlm-H7RWA/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder cousin sis Evonne on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TMgxhwHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YYbr-lElb6g/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268599351002906738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TMgxhwHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YYbr-lElb6g/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa and his undying love for Merc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, pardon me if the photos are slightly noobish. Still trying to understand that black fantasy (again, that refers to my Nikon) of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..as you photo junkies will know..photography is extremely addictive and annoying to people around you (I would know as it's only my first week having it and there are people who's asking me to stop snapping away already). Anyway, these 5 pictures are some of the pics I took during my grandparents' visit last weekend. We were having lunch at some fancy(not to mention obscenely overpriced) Hakka restaurant in Sunway Pyramid. The lunch session was just minutes after I got my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say..I snapped away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-8928822367095019938?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/8928822367095019938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=8928822367095019938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8928822367095019938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8928822367095019938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/11/photography-101bloggers-current-level-1.html' title='Photography 101..Blogger&apos;s current level - 1'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SR3TOFg2y3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tTkY-HrfIqk/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-1580517580853783070</id><published>2008-11-12T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:16:58.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlas..An Update of me life</title><content type='html'>The last time that you guys read anything from this particular blog. The blogger was suffering from the unforgiving and often condemning 3 -ings in life. Fearing, mentally deceasing and suffering. All down to a brief spell living in the real world where the comfort of home is swapped for daily travels to the heart of our rotten capital for an internship. Now the blogger has broken out of that mould and finally content with the way things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger has acquired his beloved Nikon D60 and can't wait to learn the ropes of photography. For now he is nothing but a photo junkie/headless chicken blessed with one of the best entry level Digital Single Lens Review cameras money can buy. (Thank you so much mom for paying a portion of it:D!). Next gadget targetted ( 50mm lens and Samsung Omnia 16gb..no worries mom and pa..I'll get those myself). However, due to the new found hobby and luxury the blogger has permitted himself, he's back to square one - broke and constantly sulking due to the lack of ka-chings. Luckily, the blow is often softened by hours and hours under the hot blazing Malaysian sun taking photos of nature. In all honesty, the blogger has never been this enthralled by the wonders of nature HE has created. Maybe photography is quite a constructive hobby after all, then again this particular sentiment might be heavily influenced by the blogger's desperation to justify the fact he splurged close to 2k on a needless black box of buttons and lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a perfectly weird/kinky dream last night. Nothing sexual, just me and a certain Angelina Jolie frollicking on the beach. I credit this particular dream-come-true-dream to endless hours of potato couching, watching nothing but the sinfully addictive E! True Hollywood Story series. By the way, due the reluctance to wake up from that dream, my friend Ye En was forced to miss a class she herself did not want to attend. Yeah, I was supposed to fetch her to uni and yeah I know, I'm a great friend/driver to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-1580517580853783070?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/1580517580853783070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=1580517580853783070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/1580517580853783070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/1580517580853783070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/11/atlasan-update-of-me-life.html' title='Atlas..An Update of me life'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-13719853017752146</id><published>2008-09-18T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:27:31.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>Been MIA-ing for quite awhile..anyway..feeling abit emo lately..arriving at a crossroad in life where whatever I do will definitely affect someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current favourite emo song : Fall for you - Secondhand Serenade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-13719853017752146?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/13719853017752146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=13719853017752146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/13719853017752146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/13719853017752146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/09/miaaaaaa.html' title='MIAAAAAA'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-2679672074343534818</id><published>2008-08-20T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:47:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Trip 2008</title><content type='html'>Finally, I've managed to haul my ravaged soul out of the valley of laziness to update my blog. These pics are taken by Jow Liie with her trusty Canon 4mp compact cam. The pics are really pretty good considering the cam she used was pretty..urmm..let's not insult her cam..pics did turn up pretty nice..haha..the pics are mainly scenic..i'll post people pics in another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZGgglTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EV4EzoaE6z0/s1600-h/DSC02523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236516917503628594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZGgglTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EV4EzoaE6z0/s320/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken in St Paul, I think Jow Liie wanted a picture of the relic walls rather than Dot...but pardon her..she really can't help it...Camwhoring is an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZCRPLyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w3GPHNudC48/s1600-h/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236516916365831970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZCRPLyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w3GPHNudC48/s320/DSC02546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh check that out..doesn't it look heavenly..I was born in Malacca..never appreciated its beauty enough until I visited it as a tourist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZFTY81I/AAAAAAAAAFo/YpBLFpCsE_I/s1600-h/DSC02640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236516917180166994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZFTY81I/AAAAAAAAAFo/YpBLFpCsE_I/s320/DSC02640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where we went at night, Jonker Street..anything sells here..you'll find a durian stall right beside a caricature stall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZZIZmXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dwlPJvLZv7A/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236516922502781298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZZIZmXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dwlPJvLZv7A/s320/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance to the washroom that the ladies had to buy drinks just to use. Has a very tropic feeling to it huh? wait...Malaysia is a tropical country *bangs head* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZrcGCXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W_fkl4myWmI/s1600-h/DSC02662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236516927417223538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZrcGCXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W_fkl4myWmI/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha...I must clarify first that I did not take this pic...It was taken from the ladies room..How the hell did they piss in peace when they are so many peep holes on the wall?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next post,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be people pics. Enough of my indulgence for now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Au revoir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-2679672074343534818?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/2679672074343534818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=2679672074343534818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2679672074343534818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2679672074343534818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/08/malacca-trip-2008.html' title='Malacca Trip 2008'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SKvYZGgglTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EV4EzoaE6z0/s72-c/DSC02523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-6411200471663235751</id><published>2008-08-11T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:05:37.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SJ-5g7Ev5nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/veWz8Nfm4wQ/s1600-h/BEN_4376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233105267292366450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SJ-5g7Ev5nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/veWz8Nfm4wQ/s320/BEN_4376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SJ-5hHw9TfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uQd3h4_C9kQ/s1600-h/BEN_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233105270699019762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SJ-5hHw9TfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uQd3h4_C9kQ/s320/BEN_4397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can I not want to have a DSLR after looking at these pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle took these pictures in Hong Kong with his D300 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-6411200471663235751?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/6411200471663235751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=6411200471663235751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6411200471663235751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6411200471663235751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspirations.html' title='Inspirations'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SJ-5g7Ev5nI/AAAAAAAAAFI/veWz8Nfm4wQ/s72-c/BEN_4376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-165728714126832151</id><published>2008-07-30T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:31:05.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bored Ian is a crappy Ian</title><content type='html'>Got really bored, so decided to do some blog surfing. Came across this in Soo Fun's blog. Let's give this kinda stuff a try huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If your lover betrayed you, what would your reactions be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll probably give her a Columbian Necktie. People who know me well enough..you should know what it is..heheheee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As much as I really wanna be all deep and sophisticated about this, I simply want to have a smile on my face when it's time for me to depart this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Are you satisfied with the way your life is right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's never this low..coming across a point of life where I'm seriously realizing my limitations as a person. Life sucks and you die..haha that's a quote i got from a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you confused of what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not really..I like to plan stuff..not very great at executing though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One who's smarter than I am..which almost all women are..I think:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) People always say, Being loved is happier than giving love.So, my ideal lover shall be someone who will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Actually accept my gift of love..hahaa...that was love_sux88 speaking really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how horrible you are, someone's bound to love...I'll have to say that it's harder to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What is the one thing that pisses you off about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Indecisiveness and their bitch fights (throw in some mud and skimpy lingerie, it could turn out real decent though :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How far will you go for the one you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That depends on the depth of my feelings I suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) One word to describe yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What is the most important moral value you learnt from your previous lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When it's time to let go, do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-165728714126832151?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/165728714126832151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=165728714126832151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/165728714126832151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/165728714126832151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/bored-ian-is-crappy-ian.html' title='A Bored Ian is a crappy Ian'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-5633489709086184583</id><published>2008-07-29T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:56:19.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anwar and Katy Perry</title><content type='html'>If the title of this post suggest that Anwar has anything to do with Katy Perry, I apologise. It was simply random thoughts that crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with Katy Perry, her hit single I kissed a girl which is all about the sensation she felt when kissing a fellow girl is really stuck in my mind at the moment. You know lately there's a trend where super popular hit songs with a particular gender references tend to have spin offs from other artists? Eg. Beautiful Girl by Sean Kingston(which I find really annoying and whiny, can't get a gal that's out of your league? Get over it!) inspired a song by another female artist(I don know the name) with an opposite perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm really curious if any male artist would attempt the same and parody Katy Perry. Imagine a guy singing I Kissed a Guy. Don't imagine too hard or risk feeling disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Anwar then? I just saw an article about him in Malaysian today. He has just found evidence that he was totally innocent of all the sodomy allegations he's been dealt with. Apparently a doc from hosp Pusrawi certified that Saiful wasn't penetrated or sodomized by Anwar, or anyone else if it matters. Basically, that pretty boy is an ass-fuck virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the doc is on the run now. He is obviously being hunted and harassed by the gov and pol now due to his heroics. He uncoverev the truth. That the sodomy is truly a gov ploy to remove the threat to their dominance that is Anwar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, just think about the implications of this, if what Anwar claimed was true. The gov is truly in crisis here as there was never any hard evidence that our gov, pol or judicial system is corrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting times peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-5633489709086184583?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/5633489709086184583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=5633489709086184583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/5633489709086184583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/5633489709086184583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/anwar-and-katy-perry.html' title='Anwar and Katy Perry'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-6727105278540259598</id><published>2008-07-28T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:49:57.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulses</title><content type='html'>Darn...freaking darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent RM300+ within an hour of shopping....The culprits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of hush puppies black leather and a freaking Padini striped shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage to my already receding pool of money? RM 300+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequences? = Lunch in the office at least 3 times a week for the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn Malaysian Megasales. U've ruined my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-6727105278540259598?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/6727105278540259598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=6727105278540259598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6727105278540259598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6727105278540259598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/impulses.html' title='Impulses'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-681019337599111342</id><published>2008-07-22T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:50:02.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be Boys</title><content type='html'>So I was taking a much needed break during work yesterday so I went to the entrance to my offiice building to catch a breath of fresh air (ahem...). I was surrounded by a sea of people and smoke and here's a lil snippet of a interesting conversation I heard from a group of five 50+ men beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man 1: Have you tried out this place at Phileo, Titanium?&lt;br /&gt;Old man 2: I haven't really, I heard it's kinda cool, is it?&lt;br /&gt;Old man 3: I tried it (excited..)! The time I went, they just renovated, it stinks of cement!&lt;br /&gt;Old man 1: Gosh, then they must have had 1 wild night of orgy there, let's go get some meat!&lt;br /&gt;Old man 4: Tan, I think Lee said cement, not semen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old men : HAHAHAHA...Tan's feeling horny(sang melodically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...boys will be boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-681019337599111342?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/681019337599111342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=681019337599111342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/681019337599111342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/681019337599111342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be Boys'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-8400619249463057637</id><published>2008-07-16T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:30:59.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News-Anwar Arrested!</title><content type='html'>Breaking News PEEPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwar's freaking arrested. As the government vigorously attempt to vilify the charismatic de facto leader of PKR, they have unwittingly glorified his image as a rebel with a cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police gave a warning that he will be arrested by 2pm if he doesn't show up to assist investigation but guess what? He was arrested at 1:15 pm today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would go down as another Public Relation boo-hoo with the public as the Superjam that ensued after 3 days of roadblocks hasn't been able to be justified. The rakyat is pissed and even more so when they realise that government's (BN) insecurities and paranoia have caused such major inconvenience and robbed them of precious time and productivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official statement states that the police did it out of fear for the public's safety but how much danger could we be in when the rally was supposed to be held at the parliament?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how would they know from roadblocks the people who are going to be protesting at the rally? not all Anwar supporters have 'protest' or 'sodomy' written across their face, dump cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, came across a forwarded mail online that is bound to gain more favourable publicity for Anwar. It's actually pretty darn funny and kudos to the person that started it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dr. Mahathir was Prime Minister - this is a good one !&lt;br /&gt;this is a real good one, have fun..... The person who invented this is&lt;br /&gt;genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Dr. Mahathir was Prime Minister of Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lousy day in the middle of the economic crisis, PM Mahathir was feeling extremely frustrated and wondering how a neighboring country can be doingbetter than Malaysia . One of his aides said, I heard that the leaders consult Feng Shui masters to ensure prosperity for the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Mahathir thought if that was the case, Malaysia Bomoh also can, and went&lt;br /&gt;to seek the top bomoh's advice in the country. After reviewing the case, the bomoh told Dr M that there were 2 things that&lt;br /&gt;he must do :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomoh : Step 1. You must blame the crisis on SOROS for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr M : But Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomoh: Because SOROS stands for 'Speculate On Ringgit Or Stocks'. You must blame him, and look at ways to control the ringgit and stock market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomoh : Step 2 - You must get rid of ANWAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr M: What! why him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomoh: Because &lt;em&gt;ANWAR&lt;/em&gt; stands for &lt;em&gt;'A Nation Without Any Ringgit'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr M: But how ? This is most difficult to do, he is popular with the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bomoh : Aiyoh, you bodoh lah! Look at your name, &lt;em&gt;MAHATHIR. Make Anwar&lt;br /&gt;Homosexual And Then Highlight It Repeatedly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kuan Mei for the forwarded mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-8400619249463057637?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/7/16/nation/20080716101744&amp;sec=nation' title='Breaking News-Anwar Arrested!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/8400619249463057637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=8400619249463057637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8400619249463057637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/8400619249463057637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/breaking-news-anwar-arrested.html' title='Breaking News-Anwar Arrested!'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-655880793973618345</id><published>2008-07-16T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:02:54.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Dating</title><content type='html'>No peeps, I didn't join a speed dating session where around 20 or more people meet up in a room with at least 10 tables and alot of wine. The tables are where the ladies will be stationed while the guys will move around in rotation for every 5 minutes. In 5 minutes, they are supposed to try knowing who's best suited to be their potential life mate. Meanwhile, the wine is simply there in abundance to make everyone looks decently attractive, after a couple of bottles at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the deal. I could win a complimentary speed dating session from a magazine I came across in the office! There's a column on single people and they're trying to relieve single-tons of their misery(or add on). Thus a contest to win a complimentary speed dating session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehee *evil grin*. The 3 people that popped up in my head are Cy Eu, Chern Yuik and Chinn Lynn. All 3 either moaned, complained or at least mentioned that they're single. As I am allowed to treat myself or anyone else I fancy to the date. I took part. I simply had to describ how anyone could live a happy single life. Here's my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to live a happy single life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get used to having meals alone while talking to the imaginary woman sitting across the table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a drive up Langat Hill at midnight and start counting how many cars are not in a dark corner and are actually STILL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call your best female friend to play " No you hang up first" at 3 a.m in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go watch a romantic comedy alone, get a kick out of watching how people are all cuddled up while you have an entire sit to yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching "Casanova" with your best guy pal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the whole world thinks you're gay so that you'll be invited to best girlfriend's slumber/lingerie party.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;The golden rules above warrants a happy single life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you guys. You can thank me later and you are most welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-655880793973618345?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/655880793973618345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=655880793973618345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/655880793973618345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/655880793973618345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/speed-dating.html' title='Speed Dating'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-2241347026257902912</id><published>2008-07-15T13:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:58:56.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Odori 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6sniXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ig4e1pXnyDE/s1600-h/120720082650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223114206044701634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6sniXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ig4e1pXnyDE/s320/120720082650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that was entertaining at Bon Odori 2 - Yirui and Chinn Lynn. They've been doing cam whoring thingy since high school so it's 2nd nature to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6s_rqigI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kafrt92hNAQ/s1600-h/120720082651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223114212526164482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6s_rqigI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kafrt92hNAQ/s320/120720082651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cy Eu got into some whoring as well albeit with the assistance of this 2 cute lil bunnies (poor them, they were stopped by random passer-bys all night long for a pic). Check out the lame pose that me and Cy Eu had on..Peer pressure is killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6syraNVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_WA7g0xWzlo/s1600-h/120720082653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223114209035433298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6syraNVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_WA7g0xWzlo/s320/120720082653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got too darn freaking bored...We're normally not this gay..I swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6tE-B15I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rovbn6f8krk/s1600-h/Image235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223114213945366418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6tE-B15I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rovbn6f8krk/s320/Image235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with our grape ice sticks that cost RM 1 each..gotta say I much prefer the 30 cents variant that we usually get from old school sundry shops though..ahhh..I had a wonderful childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6tUkNxpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JAEtIrHAFwI/s1600-h/Image246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223114218132063890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6tUkNxpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JAEtIrHAFwI/s320/Image246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pic that was taken when I was making a face at the phototaker...Darn..what happened to the good old "3,2,1 CheeSe!" countdown! Btw, on my right was the lady of the night - Soo Fun. We'll miss u fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-2241347026257902912?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/2241347026257902912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=2241347026257902912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2241347026257902912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2241347026257902912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/bon-odori-2.html' title='Bon Odori 2'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHw6sniXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ig4e1pXnyDE/s72-c/120720082650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-2787167810084122039</id><published>2008-07-14T14:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:50:56.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Odori 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4fSF4XI/AAAAAAAAACA/N7mIZrPVqKw/s1600-h/120720082631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222753770173489522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4fSF4XI/AAAAAAAAACA/N7mIZrPVqKw/s320/120720082631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before we embarked on our journey to Shah Alam for Bon Odori 2008 which is the first time for all but fun. We are Bon Virgins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4tXERwI/AAAAAAAAACI/6tA4zwMunt8/s1600-h/120720082633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222753773952452354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4tXERwI/AAAAAAAAACI/6tA4zwMunt8/s320/120720082633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian: The Intellectual who's wiping his glasses&lt;br /&gt;Zhong Zheng: The vain one indulging in his torrents of metrosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;Chern Yuik: The green monster with a lame streak&lt;br /&gt;Cy Eu: The almost cool one who is partially hidden behind the green monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4poFyWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v-fp3vmFoHI/s1600-h/120720082644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222753772950112610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4poFyWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/v-fp3vmFoHI/s320/120720082644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complimentary fans that were given out to all Bon Odorians a.k.a just another cute marketing gimmick for Aeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry43UfrWI/AAAAAAAAACY/-caineCPh3o/s1600-h/120720082646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222753776626019682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry43UfrWI/AAAAAAAAACY/-caineCPh3o/s320/120720082646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely babes and I treated ourselves to some overpriced grape flavoured ice sticks on a hot summer night ( Malaysia is a 1 seasoned country). Almost forgot Cy Eu who managed to squeeze for the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry49d4GuI/AAAAAAAAACg/vnai2MYd6wQ/s1600-h/120720082647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222753778275982050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry49d4GuI/AAAAAAAAACg/vnai2MYd6wQ/s320/120720082647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the cameralady-Yirui. Very competent with her Nokia N95. Then again I probably would be just as good if I had a phone like that and those endless hours of cam-whoring. Thanks for the pics again Rui! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got hold of These pictures from Yirui. They were pictures of Bon Odori 2008 that we attended in honor of Soo Fun who's leaving for Aussie real soon..sob sob..we'll miss u Fun..for the first 3 days at least..haha kidding. Yeah so these are some of the pics, if some of them looked real lame or kawaii, please pardon us. We are after all submerged in a sea of Japanese wannabes and we all know that Japan's the mother earth of the world's greatest Posers (think the 1-5 poses and the I'm-pouting-with-a-finger-to-my-non-existent-dimple look).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a pretty fun night after all though I gotta say it's not really my thing. I'm just not that into the whole Japanese culture. Then again, it's just me evidently as there was tens of thousands of people who turned up for it. We had to walk for around 20 minutes just to get to our cars from the venue..Talk about the distance we would undertake for a culture shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more picturs on this outing of ours and I'll post it as soon as I lay my hands on it. The post is going to be titled...*drumrolls* Bon Odori Part 2! whoa, now that's a lil creativity for you folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-2787167810084122039?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/2787167810084122039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=2787167810084122039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2787167810084122039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/2787167810084122039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/bon-odori-2008.html' title='Bon Odori 2008'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHry4fSF4XI/AAAAAAAAACA/N7mIZrPVqKw/s72-c/120720082631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-6849082490539169212</id><published>2008-07-14T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:17:38.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful Vices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHrTA2b56KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6N9OnicBlOQ/s1600-h/Oreo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222718729455528098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHrTA2b56KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6N9OnicBlOQ/s320/Oreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHrTBJm-emI/AAAAAAAAABA/3z5sGelz1aw/s1600-h/oreo002.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222718734602238562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHrTBJm-emI/AAAAAAAAABA/3z5sGelz1aw/s320/oreo002.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try as I might, I just couldn't eradicate the feeling of guilt and dread that I've been dealt with the entire morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was caught red-handed, commiting to a vice I've sworn off all my life. Sorry mom, I know this is especially hard on you. I know it's sinful and it's seriously hazardous to my well being. Mom I'm so sorry that you have to pay for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise I will not finish an entire packet of Oreo at once anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-6849082490539169212?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/6849082490539169212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=6849082490539169212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6849082490539169212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/6849082490539169212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/sinful-vices.html' title='Sinful Vices'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHrTA2b56KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6N9OnicBlOQ/s72-c/Oreo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-4413198350360431040</id><published>2008-07-11T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:09:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quitter, An Opportunist and A Sodomist</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be going through some sort of revival with my writing career (if you ever consider having a couple of poetry posted on your high school yearbook, a career). I actually began blogging again because I felt that I needed to rediscover the flair that I once had. Sadly, yet to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So topic for the day - A Quitter, An Opportunist and A Sodomist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, people it's not a porn title my friends and if you are expecting any form of graphic materials here. Look elsewhere, we are actually talking about the Malaysian political scene here (hahaaa..I just couldn't stop smirking everytime I think about it). However, since we live in a country where free speech is officially permitted but with all sorts of T&amp;amp;C, I shall narrate my point of views on this story in X-rated language. Just to make sure that I do not get into any sort of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's obvious who are the people we are talking about here. Mr Butt, Mr Nipple and Mr Anal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is pretty simple here, Mr Nipple has been itching to reach the heights (or lows) of Mr Butt but he couldn't do so due to obvious physical reasons (Try touching your butt cheeks with your nipples). Mr Butt has been under alot of pressure to quit but he had held firm against the unending tirades of penetration by Mr Anal who is gaining acres in momentum. He sort of earned a little respect from me for his perseverance if not his immense oblivion to the shambles of defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise, he just announced that he is going to hand the baton (rotten meat that is the big G) over to Mr Nipple soon! What a wimp right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, guess who's smiling like a love-sick gay while watching this opera? Mr Anal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Anal might wind up being our prime minister as Ian sees it. This is due to the crumbling togetherness that BN so unashamedly promoted for the past 51 years. Now, they have simply stoop to name calling and opposing butt baring concerts. For God's sake, find another attack route. It's a concert at Mr Anal's event, of course there's going to be some doofus baring his butt in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ever since the March 8 incident, lots of amateur politicians are sprouting all over Malaysia and why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics has never been this interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, just think about this. If all of Mr Anal's threat of victory materializes, we might have a gay/sodomy-loving prime minister to lead us into Wawasan 2020.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's really something to boast about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-4413198350360431040?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/4413198350360431040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=4413198350360431040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/4413198350360431040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/4413198350360431040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/quitter-opportunist-and-sodomist.html' title='A Quitter, An Opportunist and A Sodomist'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053666988231422771.post-5859020558027271317</id><published>2008-07-10T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:57:07.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wait</title><content type='html'>This is my first post in 2 years and I feel that it's only appropriate that I started a new blog rather than renewing the previous blog I had so thus cheers to a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's there to ramble about for this post? Well for a start, I had some one of a kind experience yesterday. I actually paid RM 5 to own an entire cinema hall for 110 minutes or so. Alright it was a little less dramatic than it actually sounds but what happened was that I was awfully bored after a routine medical check up(will elaborate more on the check up in future posts) thus I decided to drop by at Summit to catch Made of Honor a.k.a the McDreamy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't get any companion on such short notice so I had to watch it alone. Pretty darn pathetic when you consider that it's a romantic comedy (it's exactly the male version of My Best Friend's Wedding albeit with a very different ending). I bought the ticket in a hurry cause I was at least 10 minutes late for the show (I love going in earlier or on time to catch the trailers) but wow wow! To my surprise the cinema was farking empty! I was the only audience for the show..thinking back about it gives me chills..everytime I laughed I stopped to listen around just to make sure that I was the only 1 laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of it is history, a new era of Ian's undoubted pathetic-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm currently undergoing an internship at a PR firm. As I'm posting this, my supervisor is expecting me for a private talk in another 5 minutes. The tone when she informed me of this wasn't really cheery, it was a little of a dreadful you-are-in-such-deep-shit-you-are-drowning-of-shit tone. Should I pray? Thing is, she informed me about this talk like 2 hours ago. The wait was agonizing, kinda like a prisoner on death row (in most countries prisoners on death row are only executed like 8-10 years after judgement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. Have a nice day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1053666988231422771-5859020558027271317?l=yongian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/feeds/5859020558027271317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1053666988231422771&amp;postID=5859020558027271317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/5859020558027271317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1053666988231422771/posts/default/5859020558027271317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yongian.blogspot.com/2008/07/wait.html' title='The Wait'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388944432083049410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ojE7bWqim9k/SHcnZ6ylqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HESHbdLODrA/S220/117421520l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
