<?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-8347822584031699193</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:20:33.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chains Of Memories</title><subtitle type='html'>“A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5756843341876110458</id><published>2011-06-15T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:06:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time is something very important, yet it may disappear without a trace when you don't even realise it. Heck, even ask I am writing this, time is already passing by one second by second. The thing with time is, you won't know how much time is left in your clock; by that I mean our life. Anyway, I believe that talking about how much time is left doesn't make any difference as we cannot change it. What's important is how you use your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is every single second of your life spent in a right way where it is worth it? How much time do you actually waste by staring up into space, thinking and pondering on nothing at all? In my case, I try not to waste the time I have, but inevitably, I feel as if I'm already wasting my time now. Most obviously is my University student life. Being bonded with the need to perform in my results, most of the time I spent in my University Life is simply moving on through assignments and studying for my finals. Other than that, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, it's actually an exact opposite of my high school life I enjoyed most. I didn't bothered much with my studies but got the chance to actually mix around and learn a lot of things through experience (My academic part is still average kay!) I'd be interested in getting back into the life I had in the past, but a lot of thing is actually stopping me from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I still maintain my CGPA to get into first class when I graduate? With the extremely large language barriers in my University (Yes, EVERYONE speaks mandarin. Banana's like me don't stand a chance!), how am I going to "speak what I feel" when I need to? Most importantly, with the crazy workload I have and crazy strict lecturer who bans every single idea and design we do, how can I adapt? It just seemed too impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I believe I can adapt. I'm trying to slowly blend into societies and clubs. Blend into certain events and functions. I hope I can get some excitement in University before moving on to the working world. But yeah, I don't wish time would move on so fast. There's still a lot things I want to experience. Time is ticking, my wish is to utilize it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5756843341876110458?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5756843341876110458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5756843341876110458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5756843341876110458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5756843341876110458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/06/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3463472255144696737</id><published>2011-06-10T06:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T07:30:42.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Methods of learning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was discussing this topic with my friend last night and I find it interesting to write about it over here. He claims that in learning, one does not have to actually be immersed inside the field itself, as the world nowadays are connected with so many different sources of information especially in the internet. However, I am in a different mindset that although a lot of information can be obtain, it can never replace first hand experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the current world, speed is what's most important. If you were to get information fast and accurately, providing that you know how to adapt, accept, and use it, you can actually be one step ahead of everyone around you. You can be the one leading the way, rather than the one following people's footstep. If I were to only get information and insight from external or secondary source, where is the competitive advantage already? Speed and a timely action is needed, and it can NEVER be obtained from a secondary source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, being in the current industry and lifestyle, old tactics and strategy rarely works anymore. As I've written in the last paragraph, everyone have access to an information, so everyone would practically be able to grasp hold of the information or strategy, and with that;  i believe they WILL be using it. New things and innovation needs to be present in order to gain a competitive advantage against our competitor and how are you going to do that? Lets just say that being IN the situation itself would allow you to understand things better that viewing it from a further perspective. Does it help? I believe it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, no doubt that in this world of ubiquitous connection and networking through the internet, information can be sent across split second. Everything you want can simply be found in the internet. Like what my friend used to say, "if you don't know anything, google it" I must agree, it's true. the question is, where does these information come from? One simple word explains it, human. Human are selfish in nature, they may share but most of them would keep the best for themselves. How much can you gain from that then? You'll always be lagging behind instead of being in front if you only rely on secondary information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To succeed, we need to constantly try to be in front. Not only in terms of your academic studies but even your general knowledge, and the ability to adapt, learn and USE what you gain from other sources. In my Advertising field, how are you supposed to help promote Starbucks if you have NEVER step foot inside the shop? Or how can you help promote Prada, Gucci or any other brand if you don't even know what is it? If you don't even know what is Haagen Daaz, how are you going to promote it? What is Prada? What is Gucci? Is it something you can eat? Are they selling the quality or the brand? No matter how much change my viewpoints and perception, this never change and I believe that it shouldn't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just my 2 cents of viewpoints --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3463472255144696737?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3463472255144696737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3463472255144696737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3463472255144696737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3463472255144696737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/06/methods-of-learning.html' title='Methods of learning?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4276639209794645648</id><published>2011-06-08T07:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:20:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was something that struck my mind recently by what my lecturer had said to the class one morning. She was criticising the students for not having proper general knowledge in the field they were supposed to work in the future. Words such as "You are advertising students, but you don't even know popular advertising techniques used by big companies. How are you going to work in the future?" Many people may say "That is why I'm studying this course" but perhaps to me, this isn't the case. Education in University only gives us the basic theory, but a lot of the required extra information comes from one's self, through reading and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself, I am never able to experience this type of things as I'm just a kid who lives in a small town called Ipoh. The number of quality advertisements are just so limited that nothing can be learned by observing and experiencing, unlike people in bigger cities such as Kuala Lumpur. Honestly, I was actually doubting myself, being in a very low morale. I mean, I don't even take the LRT more than 10 times in my LIFE. If I were to be asked to create a ad in mass transit, how am I capable of doing so? I am someone who NEVER looks at brands, how am I supposed to trust in the power of brand? Honestly, it's quite impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I believe that I need to change. Not for the sake of changing, but for myself. For my future, and for my future competency. Since I can never experience things first hand for the next 2-3 years. What I need to do is to read and spend time creating new things instead. Thus my current lifestyle. I do not sleep late; as I tend to get worn out after class. Studying means nothing to me at that time, I rather spend time lying on my bed and read articles of the industry nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In campus, rather than wasting time chatting and walking around. I turn on my iPod and surf the net. Through social media such as Twitter, I'm linked with many articles and information that may help me in the future. Yes, I may have neglected my studies academically and also slack a lot more on my assignments. But to me, those are just grades. No doubt, it must be done in the best ways possible. But I believe that thing learnt from textbooks isn't what's important in the future. I believe in the knowledge of current trends and ways things ought to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm simply lacking of now is the chance to actually do things practically.&lt;br /&gt;Doing things I've been doing when I was form 1 until form 5 which ceased since I've entered UTAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I just hope things would go on smoothly--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4276639209794645648?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4276639209794645648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4276639209794645648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4276639209794645648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4276639209794645648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/06/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1291018751997257432</id><published>2011-06-07T06:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T06:44:44.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want  to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a long time, I know. I went on hiatus not because I want to, but every time I wanted to write, I end up being stuck and not being able to write anything at all. Perhaps the expectation of the post is just too high and I can't simply write and post anything at all already. Everything needs to be properly revised and reviewed before being published. Now that it's early in the morning, and LoL server is down AGAIN! I guess I can write something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I'm young, I've been wanting to be someone special to the people around me.  I do not hope to be someone who stirs up the crowd with joy and laughter, nor someone who becomes the middle of attention in anything but to be someone who can inspire others. Yes, to be an inspiration to others. Thus, in every single thing I do, I try to do it in a way people never thought of doing. I try to be different, sometimes even philosophical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which comes to one big question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does other people view me at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I do not know. Reality and dreams looks so alike yet they are different by miles. Even if you felt you are living in heaven now, does not mean that you really are. Also, sometimes when you think people are treating you badly, their motives may be as pure as you have never imagined. So how am I supposed to know? The heart is not something I can see and understand in definite terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am someone who tries to treat everyone honestly. I say things according to what I think, and most of the time, I tend to neglect what others may feel about it but what I say is always what's inside my heart. The question is, how many people can actually accept what you say? How true is my view on life for them? How much does my words ever affect them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing good is a good act, but sometimes, it may turn out into something other people despise. Something you would despise. I am trying to be someone honorable and respectable. But to fulfill so many different people's perception of life. How can I do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just my 2 cents --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1291018751997257432?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1291018751997257432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1291018751997257432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1291018751997257432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1291018751997257432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-want-to-be.html' title='What I want  to be'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1119191238358060520</id><published>2011-05-30T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:29:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Those who failed and continued trying, they'll get the experience of failure, thus getting stronger"&lt;br /&gt;"Slow and steady beats the fast but not consistent"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes that kept me moving on after failing my Japanese exams and having to repeat it in the future. Honestly, the feeling is terrible. Added on with the risk of having my scholarship being cut of because of a LAN subject which have no CGPA value? It simply make things worse. However, if view at a different perspective, perhaps it's a good thing. At least now that it happened, I find things being too fragile in life. Perhaps I should start appreciating things more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Things that are seen are temporary, but things that are unseen are eternal - 2 Corinthians 4:18 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1119191238358060520?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1119191238358060520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1119191238358060520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1119191238358060520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1119191238358060520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/05/meaningful-quotes.html' title='Meaningful quotes'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8335392710893994356</id><published>2011-04-08T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:42:10.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowardly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not that I'm indecisive when I ask you out, and decided not to go at the end&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, I'm afraid of the things that will happen when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared of what I'll do when I go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a coward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8335392710893994356?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8335392710893994356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8335392710893994356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8335392710893994356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8335392710893994356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/04/cowardly.html' title='Cowardly'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3343871971886342311</id><published>2011-04-02T06:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T06:30:11.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream I never wanted</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a dream where you actually want, but would prefer not to have it at times? I guess I just had it just now when I actually thought I can have a good rest just now. I actually went to bed at 10 and thought of waking up at 4.30AM to get my job done. Only to end up waking up at 1.30AM instead and had not slept since then.  It was a dream that woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream of a promise I made to a person. A dream of promises and vows. There's so many things that I've promised this person, and it seems that time after time, I broke it with my own hands itself. only in the dream I see it realised. I felt so happy as I can actually do it, but to no avail, it's only in my dreams. It's no longer do-able anymore because I'm not at the right situation or position to do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is to see from afar, hoping that you'll be alright. All I can do is just to think of ways, and that's the end of it. I can't do anything anymore. Worst of all, all I can do now is to make myself think and believe that it is the end. The end I do not want to have. Not the ending I want. Not the ending I hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what else can I do? Other than trying to be happy and contented with what I have? This week had been terrifying. I don't like a single part of it. Every single moment, you appear in my eyes and mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'd thought to myself on what are you doing, yet I don't have the courage to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that you are unwell, yet I have to show that I'm care for you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I miss having meals together, yet I'm opposite your table, with my back facing you&lt;br /&gt;I missed you. but what I can do is to show that I don't&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, if it makes you happy that way. If this is the significantly simple thing I can do for you that he did. I think that's the last of it that I may give. I just hope to be something to you. Something meaningful perhaps? I don't know. I don't know what I want anymore. I just hope I'm doing the right thing as of now. Not to regret it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3343871971886342311?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3343871971886342311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3343871971886342311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3343871971886342311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3343871971886342311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/04/dream-i-never-wanted.html' title='A dream I never wanted'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5632408094834751199</id><published>2011-03-18T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:32:55.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How heavy is it?</title><content type='html'>Things had been pretty pressurizing and burdening these days. High expectations, tight deadlines and extremely packed schedule of work is one of the main factors. Honestly, it's just getting tougher as the deadlines are fast approaching now. At times, the option of giving up and just getting over it would actually appear in me. However, deep down inside me I know that it isn't a way and it will not ever be a way to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that giving up isn't the way, at a point of trying so hard to pursue my goal, I'll start to wonder why am I even working so hard if there's so many easy way out? Well, perhaps it's because of who I am, someone who wants the best. This eventually gave me so much pressure and burden in everything I do because in whatever I do, I want to be better than others, be the best. Be the number 1 in everything.  It was only until few months ago that I realized that it was plain mistake doing so. It happened when I felt so hopeless when I can't produce something I visualized in my mind, I can't bring out what I felt would be good and circumstances just don't allow me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rovio.com/img/angrybirds_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.rovio.com/img/angrybirds_big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very tiring being like that. In front of friends, family and the public, I have the need to be strong and act as if nothing is happening but deep inside me, everything was crumbling like how the "Angry Bird" crashes into those wooden blocks. Only then I realized something very important in life. Something that I should have got to know long ago so that I may actually prevent so much sorrow and pain from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In everything I do, I should have just been myself. Doing the best I could is the only thing that is important. How would the outcome be, it's an extra. Competition should be with one's self and not other people and sometimes, learn to let go.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered Mun Ming, my band instructor told me something very meaningful and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hold an exercise book for 1 minute, you won't feel anything at all as it is very light."&lt;br /&gt;"Hold the same exercise book for 1 hour, you'll be feeling tired and feel like giving up"&lt;br /&gt;"Continue holding it for 1 day, you'll be so tired that you would eventually fall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My point is, when something is being held so tightly for such a long period of time, it actually kills a person slowly. Why not try to let go for a bit? Maybe after a good rest, things would work out better? One principles which had always followed me in my life when I'm having any trouble is 3 simple words. STOP, LOOK and GO. When you're just too tired, stop whatever you're doing. Have a rest, start looking for other ways or other approach, then go. It's just like how a traffic light functions, and it save lives from accidents. Perhaps it's a better way for you and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dclips.fundraw.com/pngmax/traffic_light_dan_gerhar_01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 186px;" src="http://dclips.fundraw.com/pngmax/traffic_light_dan_gerhar_01.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just some thoughts from within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't even know why am I writing this anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5632408094834751199?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5632408094834751199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5632408094834751199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5632408094834751199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5632408094834751199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-heavy-is-it.html' title='How heavy is it?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1143997818862177085</id><published>2011-03-17T07:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T07:43:04.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring days ahead</title><content type='html'>It's now Week 9 of my trimester guess what? It's once again the peak period for everyone in my course and I must say, it's really tough. So many other friends of mine who are taking other different subjects from any range of science to business to IT, everything will end by next week as a lot of the submission deadlines are on this week and next week together with their presentations. Mine? I believe mine is just the start of everything, although it started on week 1 itself. Everything seems neverending; which eventually made my 9 weeks here in Kampar so fast. Everything seemed to be moving at the speed of light and knowing myself, I can't live in it cause I don't rush things even if I have to - that's why I'm here blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wolfescape.com/Humour/NonMedThumbs/BeforeWorkAfterWork.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.wolfescape.com/Humour/NonMedThumbs/BeforeWorkAfterWork.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully this doesn't happen after this Trimester :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is a good thing for me or a bad thing. But up till now, I believe it's still a good thing. Almost every single coursemate of mine are already considered 'half-dead' especially my group of friends around. Everyone looks so dead that after one day of class, you can see the "I am dead" sign on the face, yet they need to pursue it even if they are tired. I on the other hand, slept at 9.30pm last night (I'm a lazy bum) But coming to realize that when a person is tired, it's impossible to get a job well done, even if it's done, the results won't be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I stand by my point to take things one at a step. Rest when it's really needed and push when my body can take it. If my body can't take it, at least have a short 1 hour or 2 hour rest in between. Perhaps that's what I can share, and what I hope would help. I remembered while I was talking to my lecturer 1 week back, she told me one thing when I told her that there's a lot of assignments up ahead and there's just so much pressure coming in. She told me this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Forget about those assignments for the weekend. Go out and enjoy and play; do anything stupid and crazy which you can think of. Then come back on Monday and start working again. You'll feel less pressured when you do so"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess that helped me a lot. I made the decision to go back on that Sunday, although the 2 days became 1 day. Things are still smooth sailing now, and I'm clear of unwanted thoughts together with a good physical state of health. Things are right in front waiting for me right now. Well, I'm waiting for them too. Bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Philippians 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, my coursemates who are now struggling. I just hope that I can do something to help, but this is something only you can help yourselves. The road is tough in front. Well, theorically it's never easy :) Hang on there, things will only get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cheezdailysquee.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/5e7d5b7b-0808-4235-812d-9bf3b5605724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://cheezdailysquee.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/5e7d5b7b-0808-4235-812d-9bf3b5605724.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone who wants to sleep with me like this?? I'm a good hugger! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1143997818862177085?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1143997818862177085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1143997818862177085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1143997818862177085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1143997818862177085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/tiring-days-ahead.html' title='Tiring days ahead'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3675126910476091522</id><published>2011-03-13T16:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:17:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you people would've known, the earthquake cum tsunami disaster is something almost everyone know now unless you don't even bother to get yourselves updated with the issues around you.  I've just gone through some of the pictures and video recordings of this disaster and sometimes it just pains me to see life going away just like that. It's like "now you see it, now you don't" Everything seems to disappear in just a split of a second and there's no second chance for anyone to correct it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The loss of loved ones, the loss of belongings and friends are what pains everyone even if they are not the victim. But honestly, what pains me the most is knowing that a lot of them whose life is lost, where would there end up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a Christian myself, I believe in the second life; the spiritual life.  It is appointed for every man to die once, and somehow, death is something inevitable, but what about after that? Is the end there right after death? If it isn't, what it is after death? There are simply so many philosophies and theories that is made to cater to this question, that no one knows the exact truth of it anymore; which leads the what I'm about to tell you people below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to know what the truth is, I believe this would be of your interest. The Church I'm currently attending would be organizing a gospel meeting and the topics would be about "The Truth" Questions in your mind such as WHY? HOW? and WHAT is the truth is all about would be discussed and I'm sure it'll benefit you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, I do not doubt your beliefs and what you value most, but I'd urge all of you to come join me in this occasion. Everything is FREE, but what we need is just a little bit of your time. Trust me, as a Christian myself, as a friend, and as someone who cares for your soul, this is the least of what you can do for yourselves, find out about it and act on it. Details of this gospel meeting is as below. I've tried my best to hand in the invites to you, do yourselves a favour and attend; it'll definitely be worth your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no11Rh9zcfs/TXyJeEw9KGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mXM-bZYWKeU/s1600/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no11Rh9zcfs/TXyJeEw9KGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mXM-bZYWKeU/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583488787800729698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Il_51vCm4hg/TXyJd9lqinI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FwYFlud19lU/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Il_51vCm4hg/TXyJd9lqinI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FwYFlud19lU/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583488785874324082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do yourselves a favour, spend this few hours with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3675126910476091522?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3675126910476091522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3675126910476091522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3675126910476091522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3675126910476091522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/disaster-in-japan.html' title='Disaster in Japan'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no11Rh9zcfs/TXyJeEw9KGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mXM-bZYWKeU/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5410460206473589759</id><published>2011-03-08T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T02:12:09.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP student? My ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Top student". I officially hate this word. I seriously hate this darned word. I am pissed with everything that is happening already. I'm having my exam tomorrow and I'm right here, sitting down doing nuts because of some stupid problem which have been haunting me for the past 1 year.  I hate myself, I hate my life, I hate every single thing in this darned world. I hate the damn label "Top student" given to me for no freaking reason. I don't ask for it, I don't want it. I'm not born here to score exam. Everything is through effort and not because I'm borned with it. So stop calling me stupid labels for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people better than me in this world. Why don't you people call them? In my course alone, I'm not number 1. So don't call me the top, cause I ain't that special compared to you people. You people have problems, I have mine too. I've got mine for the past 1 year and nothing's getting better. If I'm this "TOP student" I would've been solving it and living happily. But I didn't, so STOP calling me that. I HATE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP student don't have problems? TOP students can't get low marks even if they don't study? TOP student is God? Go and dream, it's no fun being at the top. Because it's due to this stupid word, that made me lose things I treasure most. I hate it, but what can I do? Can I solve it because I'm the so-called "TOP"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eRlyjKZiByI/TUJLi2gEnJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yDz4Gzh6e1s/s1600/Rage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eRlyjKZiByI/TUJLi2gEnJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yDz4Gzh6e1s/s1600/Rage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YES. I'm Naive. So be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES. I'm in a rage now. So don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5410460206473589759?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5410460206473589759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5410460206473589759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5410460206473589759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5410460206473589759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/top-student-my-ass.html' title='TOP student? My ass'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eRlyjKZiByI/TUJLi2gEnJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yDz4Gzh6e1s/s72-c/Rage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7993697206125033861</id><published>2011-03-07T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:23:00.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd wish I have amnesia</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I'd wish that I have the capability to forget things just as how I wish to do so. When I hate something, I can simply forget it with a simple snap of my fingers. There's just too much things that I want to ignore and forget about it, but I'm not able to do so. People say that I'm very absent minded; I forget things too easily and I don't remember things when it matters most. YES, I'm absent minded, but I have good memory and observation skill. When i see something, i see things as a whole and I remember that for a long period of time, it may reach up to 1 to 2 years and I can still remember the exact event that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, how can I reverse this? Honestly, there are just too many unwanted things in my life that I want to forget it from this instant, but can I do so? I just can't do so because I'm not a person to forget things so easily. When I dislike a particular person, it can last for a year or two, and when I love a particular person, it'll last for a very long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If bad things and bad experience that I've faced in my form 5 life in band is still clearly in my mind, and I've yet to have forgiven anyone in that case, how can I forget how much I love you and hate you at the same time? I just hope I have amnesia at this moment of time. I can forget everything and life live anew everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bundamahes.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/2009-04-20-on-sudden-temporary-amnesia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 353px;" src="http://bundamahes.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/2009-04-20-on-sudden-temporary-amnesia.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That being said, I wouldn't want that to happen&lt;br /&gt;Cus it'll affect the people around me with my own issues&lt;br /&gt;I hate to affect people around me with my issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7993697206125033861?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7993697206125033861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7993697206125033861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7993697206125033861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7993697206125033861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/id-wish-i-have-amnesia.html' title='I&apos;d wish I have amnesia'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7695769429123577579</id><published>2011-03-07T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T04:24:58.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a happy kid</title><content type='html'>In case you don't know, I'm a very emotional person. Someone who is very relationship based and not goal based. In any choices is needed to be made between relationship and job, relationship; be it family, friends or couple will be chosen most of the time. This is not because I'm weak, that I dont have a good EQ, or emotional intellingence. But it's just me. Honestly, if you ask me what I want in the future. Earning tons of money compared to having a happy family, being a dictator that suceeds compared to being simple and have friends around you. I'd choose the choices which are more relationship based. I believe that a good relationship is the basis of a happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, in everything I do. I try to be simple and not dictative. Most of the time, final decisions would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; be made by me. I try to be diplomatic and I try to satisfy everyone's needs and wants to the point where sometimes, I don't even know who am I anymore. Everything was alright, because I believe that it is what I want to be remembered for in the future. All I hope to get back in return, is just gratitude; for someone to show love to me, or at least not to break the inner part of me into pieces. I've never asked you to be reconciled with me, I just hpoe that I can stay nearby when I'm feeling sad and down. All I want is a little care from you, what I get is you thinking that I have other motives in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I do hope that our relationship can be saved and continued, or to start from a new beginning.  Knowing that the possibility is just too small, I just hope that I can be nearby you when I'm sad, cus it really helped. I just want to be nearby. I just want to be in your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't I have this small request from you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm crushed, I'm really crushed; The pain is excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;You once told me how pain it was to get hurt by the one u loved most&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to tell me how is it anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Everyone%20Else/images-2/heartbroken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 253px;" src="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Everyone%20Else/images-2/heartbroken.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been 11 months. People move on in less than 3 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mine has been 11, nothing has changed my love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you treat it like it is my mistake all along&lt;br /&gt;The mistake of loving you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7695769429123577579?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7695769429123577579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7695769429123577579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7695769429123577579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7695769429123577579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-not-happy-kid.html' title='I&apos;m not a happy kid'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6943219290812623697</id><published>2011-03-04T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:15:57.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am</title><content type='html'>A very simple question, sometimes I just doubt whether a person actually know who he or she is as a matter of fact. We've been living in a world where almost all the time, a person is actually acting on who he or she wants to portray himself or herself to the world. Even if a person is very sad, acting cheerful is the only thing they can do so that people wouldn't feel awkward when they are around him. But honestly, how long can this acting go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has its limit and capability. Sometimes no matter how strong a person is, there is always a limit to how much a person can endure. Everything may seem normal to a person when he's able to contain whats inside but when the "Jar-within-that-person" is filled, it's either that the jar would get overflowed or it'll break at an extreme extent. Somehow, when a person is able to hang onto this situation for a longer period of time, he or she is considered a "strong" person; in which his or her EQ is so good that any emotions and troubles wouldn't affect the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are being called a "hero" in today's term, sometimes I wonder, why do we have to act so much every day and night? If lying is a sin to God, isn't acting somehow related to lying as well? Why can't everyone just be truthful towards everything they see and do? Everything seemed to need a filter before it goes out from the heart; which actually leads me to stop blogging for this brief period of time; I don't see a reason to express in my blog anymore because I simply can't express anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm tired. Why should I act as if I'm so happy around everyone, when deep inside me, cries of blood comes from my heart. The pain is so pain that I don't know how long can I endure it anymore. Can't I just leave everything behind? Leave the past and move on to the future? I really want it to be like that, but sometimes the past just can't be left "just like that" for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be myself, but can I?&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do, is just behind a mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs11/f/2007/119/0/9/The_Phantom_of_the_Opera_by_Tray7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs11/f/2007/119/0/9/The_Phantom_of_the_Opera_by_Tray7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of it, seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6943219290812623697?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6943219290812623697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6943219290812623697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6943219290812623697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6943219290812623697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-i-am.html' title='Who I am'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4549586100614112122</id><published>2011-03-03T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:32:09.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do or do not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After being absent for such long period of time, I'm having this feeling of re-blogging again. I'm not sure how long am I going to be able to be consistent but I guess it's a good thing; at least I wont have to stare into space when I have nothing to do anymore. Lets just see how long I can last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4549586100614112122?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4549586100614112122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4549586100614112122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4549586100614112122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4549586100614112122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-or-do-not.html' title='Do or do not?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7051491099918368871</id><published>2010-11-15T04:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T04:09:51.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overeating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 4:06AM, 15 November 2010, and I'm not yet asleep. Thanks to someone who is willing to spend me for my 2nd supper of the day :) I can't imagine how fat can I be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinks* I dont think I have any other thing to write for today *thinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have nothing to say other than telling myself that I ate waay to much for today. If this continues on, I'm gonna get FAT. So, STOP eating mang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7051491099918368871?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7051491099918368871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7051491099918368871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7051491099918368871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7051491099918368871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/11/overeating.html' title='Overeating'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5055135326327741657</id><published>2010-11-14T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:21:19.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gazing upon the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been some time since I ever updated my blog. Yeah, kinda lost the passion and feel to actually update it as I spent most of my time sleeping and lazing around my room and Kampar. Perhaps being in this town makes me a lazy arse already. Anyhow, there's nothing in particular for me to pen down (Perhaps type would be a better word) here. but just to kick start things, I'd opt to just write something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there are a lot of things in my ponderment these days. UTAR Kampar is going to have their first batch of students being graduated already. I wonder, after 3 years. When it is actually my turn, how would it turn out? Would the friends now be the people I share the joy together? Or would I even reach that stage of graduating? What's next then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5055135326327741657?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5055135326327741657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5055135326327741657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5055135326327741657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5055135326327741657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/11/gazing-upon-future.html' title='Gazing upon the future'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8476028631980334835</id><published>2010-08-27T05:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:08:32.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength to move on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day by day, things seemed to get better&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, that isn't what I'm feeling at all&lt;br /&gt;I felt that things are not getting better at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared, that things had really ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please give me the strength to move on&lt;br /&gt;I do not want it to end&lt;br /&gt;I don't want an end&lt;br /&gt;I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8476028631980334835?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8476028631980334835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8476028631980334835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8476028631980334835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8476028631980334835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/08/strength-to-move-on.html' title='Strength to move on'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8933863014036768611</id><published>2010-08-26T06:08:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:18:38.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation: Codename - "SATWMAHAGNSL"</title><content type='html'>Again, I'm posting an entry early in the morning which brings about only two deduction of what actually happened that I can actually post an entry this early which is either I'm getting more and more hardworking or perhaps, I didn't sleep at all again for the whole night. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I didn't sleep throughout the whole night again today and I think I really need to solve this problem today and thus I'm now taking the initiative to initiate operation codenamed as below:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Stay awake the whole morning&lt;br /&gt;and have a good night sleep later"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;In short: SATWMAHAGNSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yeah, there's a need for me to do it as I have loads of things waiting to be done by myself and I can't afford to screw up my biological clock again else I'll be in deep sheeeeet *lol*or hot soup*Yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I'm not gonna sleep for the whole day today by getting into campus at 8am and come back just for my dinner and *crash*. Well, you'd know what happened when i write the word crash when I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, wish me luck as I start operation "SATWMAHAGNSL" Cool name isn't it? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8933863014036768611?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8933863014036768611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8933863014036768611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8933863014036768611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8933863014036768611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/08/operation-codename-satwmahagnsl.html' title='Operation: Codename - &quot;SATWMAHAGNSL&quot;'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4216795706480586511</id><published>2010-08-25T06:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:02:17.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>I love it during the night when I'm alone in my room as it is one of the best chances for me to reflect on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through the pictures taken from the UTAR Band Night 2010 just now and somehow I realised that I'm actually getting more and more introverted from day to day, which means I'm getting more and more nerdy as what I do when I'm free is mainly on sleeping, studying and online chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which makes me start to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Since when did I start to become such a nerd?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Honestly, being a jack of all trades also known as masters of none is what I am in the past. I'd take every single job available to keep myself busy and I gain lots of e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xperience and knowledge from doing so, yet none of them achieves perfection due to my "chin chai lah" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now? I only see myself as an ordinary student in which no one actually knows who studies for exam and live an ordinary life and other than that, I'm just a nobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dy. By aiming into perfection for my academic, I've sacrificed something I enjoy most last time, performance, engaging in activities and "wasting time" doing extra things rather than academic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I honestly wonder, where would I be in the future if this continues on. I'd definitely want to live my University life as happening as possible, but it doesn't seem to be happening at all at this stage. Should I actually step out of my comfort zone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to feast your eyes upon, since I'm feeling handsome today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/THRAdyJJXPI/AAAAAAAAALo/WN6iVJYdtjI/s1600/055216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/THRAdyJJXPI/AAAAAAAAALo/WN6iVJYdtjI/s400/055216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509099124601478386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4216795706480586511?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4216795706480586511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4216795706480586511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4216795706480586511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4216795706480586511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/THRAdyJJXPI/AAAAAAAAALo/WN6iVJYdtjI/s72-c/055216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8588213813685542075</id><published>2010-08-13T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:31:20.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work smart, not hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something inspirational I would like to share with my readers (If there ARE any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/csakisti/csakisti0903/csakisti090300058/4559407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/csakisti/csakisti0903/csakisti090300058/4559407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a time, there was a very strong woodcutter. He asked for a job  from a timber merchant, and he got it. The pay was really good and so  were the work conditions. For that reason the woodcutter was determined&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; to do his best. His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  first day, the woodcutter brought down 18 trees. The Boss was very much  impressed and said, "Congratulations keep it up!" Very motivated by the  words of the boss, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he  only could bring down 15 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but  he only could bring down 10 trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day he was bringing  down less and less trees. "I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter  thought to himself. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he  could not understand what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When was the last time  you sharpened your Axe?" the boss asked. "Sharpen? I had no time to  sharpen my Axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8588213813685542075?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8588213813685542075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8588213813685542075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8588213813685542075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8588213813685542075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/08/work-smart-not-hard.html' title='Work smart, not hard'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7472364595865474625</id><published>2010-08-11T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:26:37.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I pity them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TGJdL7XmNNI/AAAAAAAAALY/IF1lkAw-TWI/s1600/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TGJdL7XmNNI/AAAAAAAAALY/IF1lkAw-TWI/s400/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504064154096776402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a heart, therefore I pity them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:- Gonna make my blog a semi twitter, Dont have time for a proper post now due to assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7472364595865474625?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7472364595865474625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7472364595865474625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7472364595865474625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7472364595865474625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-pity-them.html' title='I pity them'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TGJdL7XmNNI/AAAAAAAAALY/IF1lkAw-TWI/s72-c/DSC00374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5492114787849421053</id><published>2010-07-28T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:36:15.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Post deleted -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5492114787849421053?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5492114787849421053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5492114787849421053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5492114787849421053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5492114787849421053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/grateful.html' title='Grateful??'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2466513155789781613</id><published>2010-07-16T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:37:45.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZTifuZKnFE/TDWaHv0OGEI/AAAAAAAABLM/7RLCn0Xyaqg/s1600/DSC_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZTifuZKnFE/TDWaHv0OGEI/AAAAAAAABLM/7RLCn0Xyaqg/s1600/DSC_0812.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, there's just too many issues in UTAR especially on the issue of the parking at the eastgate issues, where there are rumours that they would have to start paying in order to park at the area. Well, after reading some comments and even to find out that people would start boycotting UTAR by not going to class, I felt the itch to have my say too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I dont see any reason to boycott UTAR by not attending class on a particular day as in my opinion, this would never solve the problem but instead, it'll make the situation worse. The first thing we must realise is that the land belongs to someone and by allowing us to park there for such a long time for free is already good, some land owners won't even let anyone "step" into their golden soil - So to speak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Secondly, I do believe that other than car, there are other alternative to get into campus and it's not only by driving. There are so many other modes of transport to campus such as bicycles, buses and even with what God gave you, legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, it is much more inconvenient to take the bus due to the vast amount of people, causing the bus to be crowded and a lot is complaining, but the thing is, when everyone stops taking bus due to its numbers, I dont think UTAR would even plan to get extra buses if everyone tends to choose other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicycle is perhaps one of the best alternative here, don't talk about the lack of parking space as there is enough space, it's just that it is inconvenient, but still, I have my class in block B and I parked at block D, what difference does it make? Just wake up early and get to campus and start exercising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree that charging Rm80 for that piece of land semi-annually is stupid, in some cases crazy. If such policy is really being done, then be a UTAR student and boycott by not parking any cars there and not by skipping class! Skipping class due to no parking seems a little irrelevant here as it doesn't match at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we remember the fact that we are in UTAR to study and perhaps getting extra skills for our job prospect in the future. Be grateful with what you have, fight for your rights when it's the time, but we, too must know how to fight for our rights in the right way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2 cents, hopefully, no one would hunt my head down due to this matter. But comments are welcomed, I'd like to see how people react upon this matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2466513155789781613?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2466513155789781613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2466513155789781613&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2466513155789781613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2466513155789781613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wZTifuZKnFE/TDWaHv0OGEI/AAAAAAAABLM/7RLCn0Xyaqg/s72-c/DSC_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-325418738348559729</id><published>2010-07-15T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:21:21.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder, are friends actually meant to be used and nothing else? I'm sick of this kinda attitude already. Sometimes when a particular person have something, people would just start sticking nearby as if that person is your best buddy and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 sems in Kampar, no one among my group have a car and everyone was using a bicycle to move around, now that some of them start to drive around Kampar, everything changed just so rapidly that I can't see where is it gonna go in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people always this selfish and would only think of getting an advantage on people? Hoping that a particular person to join just because he have something extra to go on with and not because, it's him that you want to be together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this world so realistic, whereby if you have no value in you, you'll end up being kicked up and down everywhere as if there's no place for you to stay? I'm seriously wondering how is it going to be already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, when people tend to fetch you around, you would have the courtesy to thank people and only to thank people. But what I see now is, some don't even say a word of thanks and some thank, just for the sake of having another trip to other places again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of it, what the heck? A car was brought here just for the use of others? to fetch some idiots out to eat? I hate it when people assume that, "when he's here, there's a car". Can't a particular person stand on your own feet and be independent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-325418738348559729?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/325418738348559729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=325418738348559729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/325418738348559729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/325418738348559729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/sick-of-things.html' title='Sick of things'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7957314614369559153</id><published>2010-07-15T09:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:41:14.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insufficient power</title><content type='html'>I was extremely not well for the past 2 days as one of the worst sickness of my life, which I had never like struck me again. I call him or her or it, whatever you wanna call 'flu' or perhaps a more scientifically proven term is 'common cold.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me hate it is that this stupid sickness eventually affects my throat and most importantly my eyes as my eyes weren't healthy at all since I got a swell in my eye long long time ago, oh wait-.. It was just&lt;a href="http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2008/03/illness-rocks-my-foot.html"&gt; 2 years ago&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse perhaps is the massive amount of assignments flowing in and when I say massive, it means MASS and it brings the meaning of, "cannot be stored in a particular location at the same time." - Credits to my mass comm lecturers for these few semesters :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, after completing one of it (I dont even have the energy to print, so I asked Zhen Yan to do it, Thanks man!~), here am I after a 12 hours sleep from last night's 9pm till around 8.45am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I'm extremely fatigue now and I really need a break, in which I could never afford to do it now as there are so many assignments ahead of me and so many tight deadlines (Oh wait, why am I even blogging now if I'm so busy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's due the point that I found out when I was in a deep sleep and rest last night along with some lecturer slides my lecturer point out on. This question was in my mind for quite some time and it goes like this, "What's creativity? Does it mean something original? or something people used that sells and works out? Does creativity mean anything when it doesn't sell even though it's original?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am a pro-playsafe person in life. I believe that things should always be done professionally, and try to reduce the risk that would be faced at all cost, but does it mean that I would have to sacrifice the creativity in me? Wait, do I even have creativity in me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much question, perhaps someone would answer me? Am I even in the right course now? No doubt, i enjoy this course as much as it is concerned but the thing is, am I able to live in the industry in the future? Journalism? Since I "LOVE" writing so much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7957314614369559153?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7957314614369559153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7957314614369559153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7957314614369559153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7957314614369559153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/insufficient-power.html' title='Insufficient power'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-734000072828629456</id><published>2010-07-12T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:35:55.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sharing is caring. I understand that this particular phrase is something people always try to practice in their life, whereby people who believes in this would try to give rather than to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's true, sometimes I found out that by giving so much, what you'll end up getting is actually plain stupid as people would take things for granted and would eventually abuse whatever you actually shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now staying in my same house and room as I've always stayed and my current internet is being shared in between the 1st and 2nd floor of my house. Last year was terrible as the whole floor of mine uses something we call PPStream, taking up all the bandwidth in my house and I can't online at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'm okay and at last, this year the line was perfectly fine and nice as those whom I call "PP-streamers" had left and I eventually have a very nice and smooth internet line being shared in between me and 5 of my housemates from the 1st and 2nd floor. Great! I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens then? A group of people from the 3rd floor came down and start using, leeching the internet line for their use. Initially, I thought it was okay as it wouldn't cause much problem except for a little slowdown of the bandwidth and thus I let them be but it seems that at this moment, this have to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moment I came back from steamboat just now, hoping for a nice internet line for me to do my research for my assignments, 2 fellas from the top floor came down to leech my line again, one of them using PPS to stream stupid videos for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" You'd know that it is not YOUR line at this moment as yours is UPSTAIRS, but why are you coming down and act as if it's yours? If the line on your floor have problem, ain't you supposed to ASK the permission from us first before using it? Where's the simple manners that your mother taught you since young now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good enough not to go out and start to rant on your face now and if this happens again, I'll lodge a complain in Danish house soon. I'm gonna put up a notice tomorrow, you wanna share the internet connection in MY floor, you go by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-734000072828629456?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/734000072828629456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=734000072828629456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/734000072828629456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/734000072828629456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6036708261683558296</id><published>2010-07-11T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T01:57:38.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything goes haywire</title><content type='html'>Everything's been rather normal yet rough to me at the same time these days. Eventually took a full day break today from any assignments, work, problems and whatever that happened for the past 5 weeks in my studies. Went back to Ipoh and had an extreme slumber after long weeks of needed-sleep-but-never-given situations that I was in followed by an outing back in my alma mater, St. Michael's Institution for its stage play, aka drama night. Ultimately, it was good. Met up with some of my friends, mainly Louis who is gonna face the STPM terror and Muvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs036.ash2/35156_416217547485_722562485_4498182_6270942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 305px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs036.ash2/35156_416217547485_722562485_4498182_6270942_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyhow, this isn't the exact reason why I'm blogging now at the middle of the night. Yes, I am waiting for the world cup to start.&lt;s&gt;and see how Germany loses. Lol&lt;/s&gt;. But actually I just want to type out my feelings which is actually pent up inside me for such a long time. To make it simple, I felt as if I've lost my identity. I used to be someone with a very firm principle, this was my strength, and also my weakness. Yet when I was introduced to UTAR, I told myself. I want to be relationship oriented, I do not want to get so much of a trouble just because I want a job done. Therefore, when things are not at the right track, yes. I tolerate and just follow on with the flow. Perhaps that's something I was doing all along, but no. I'm not gonna do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have their own principles in life. I have my own and I know that this is who I am. Everyone is unique and I am also unique in this sense. That's why I'm Jeffery Chan and not any anonymous person living on earth. I am always prone to be someone who speaks out my mind, whatever the circumstances can be and I plan to continue to be like that. Yes, things might be loosened out a bit at times to come but I just want to be myself from now onwards, no more crappy and happy-go-lucky-me anymore cause it would never work. Mark my words, never. Never would I be affected by relationship issues anymore, I'm here in UTAR to study and to study, I must do. I am of high esteem, I project my confidence in everything I do, wherever I am. Cocky as you say, this is me. But of course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar. &lt;/span&gt;I can't be too cocky, nanti kena bunuh lar. But I just want myself back. Jeffery, Come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have high aims for my studies in UTAR for my degree.&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of responsibilities behind my back at all time&lt;br /&gt;I have no time or reasons and excuses to fail at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no time to waste, the only time I have is NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6036708261683558296?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6036708261683558296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6036708261683558296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6036708261683558296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6036708261683558296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-everything-goes-haywire.html' title='When everything goes haywire'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7092160742350293081</id><published>2010-07-09T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T14:18:22.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://monsterguide.net/files/2009/03/walk-away-if-someone-doesnt-reciprocate-your-feelings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 268px;" src="http://monsterguide.net/files/2009/03/walk-away-if-someone-doesnt-reciprocate-your-feelings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When sometimes things doesn't go your way, or the people around you do not acknowledge what you are up to and your presence, there's two ways to solve this matter. Continue to pursue your belief or just leave the situation. I do not want to argue on this matter anymore, I'm leaving the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7092160742350293081?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7092160742350293081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7092160742350293081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7092160742350293081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7092160742350293081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1499955527437303109</id><published>2010-07-04T06:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T06:53:07.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your best just isn't enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeclipartnow.com/d/42981-1/traffic-light-all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.freeclipartnow.com/d/42981-1/traffic-light-all.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This post serves as a reminder to myself. Sometimes, giving your best is never enough in life. At times, you'll definitely fall and no matter how hard you try to change that fact, nothing would actually be able to mend the situation. Was extremely down this evening (night, to be precise). and well, yeah. Things were exceptionally bad as this was a week, very rough for myself. Physically, and emotionally everything was upside down. All was in a mess and nothing was right. Sometimes, things are in situation where I myself, do not know how to handle things and was forced to actually submit to what people call, fate. Being myself, I didn't. I fought for it hard and as strong as I could, thats where I fall as hard as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one thing I realised that when your best just ain't good enough. It's actually the time to actualy implement one simple method of solving this problem which I learnt in LTC by Martin Jalleh which actually goes like this: S.L.G. Stop, look and go. Going in front without a reason would only make the situation worse and things can't be turned back anymore, time wasted and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps, this is the time for me to reflect on myself&lt;br /&gt;To find what should I be doing and heading on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Kar Kheng for your support&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll go through this without you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the nuisance I had caused these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1499955527437303109?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1499955527437303109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1499955527437303109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1499955527437303109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1499955527437303109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-your-best-just-isnt-enough.html' title='When your best just isn&apos;t enough'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1129871191125224953</id><published>2010-07-03T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:02:35.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been quite some time since I've last blogged. I hoped that I can actually blog something I'm happy about but it seems that, this blog would only be updated when shit happens in my life. I'm just someone who would only have the feeling to post and entry when I'm having problems in my life. But, on and on the same problem exist. Seems that it'll never be solved. It's been on for almost 2 months. 2 long, tiring and depressed month. And, it's not the end yet. I don't know when it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems that at the end of the day, I'm still the one being left out of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;I am still the one who face failure yet, still trying to save the ego I have inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;Presenting my most important thing to someone else&lt;br /&gt;Yet, still hoping that it'll eventually come back, where it won't&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm blinded by this so-called "hope"&lt;br /&gt;I want you to have the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know by doing so,&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely destroy myself and everything I once had&lt;br /&gt;And when I do so, you came asking me not to be so stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really do not know what am I to do anymore at this point of time. Exams are practically coming next week with assignments to hand in. Yet, I'm still in this dillemma, even on thinking what to do, how to do, and can I even do it. I can't concentrate in anything I'm doing already. Yet, I need to maintain my results for my studies. I'm really tired of everything. I want it to end, yet everytime when I decide to end it, the next moment, regrets come in and I try to move back to the original point. Sometimes, I really wanted you to give response on matters, yet when the response come, it isn't what I want. What do I actually want now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That moment when I saw 'that' particular thing&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke into pieces, I don't even know how to get it back together&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the next thing I do is to encourage you to go ahead&lt;br /&gt;What am I even doing now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, really sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1129871191125224953?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1129871191125224953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1129871191125224953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1129871191125224953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1129871191125224953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/07/drop-dead.html' title='Drop Dead'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8595607002757790543</id><published>2010-06-20T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T04:24:20.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How right I am?</title><content type='html'>The clock is ticking at 3.32am right now. In front of my computer and TV, with the match between Cameroon and Denmark. It kinda late, considering that I would need to wake up at 8 tomorrow for church worship service. Yet, things are puzzling in my mind and I can find no answer at all. I've never actually faced this kinda situation for a lot of time, or perhaps this had never happened to me before since year 2008, where shit happens all the time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be an extremely care-free person, who takes things very easily. Or what we Malaysians call "chin chai". I remember very clearly, what my instructor told me last time, not to take things so lightly, and when a problem arises, solve it immedeately and don't delay. Being me at that time, I didn't changed much and thus, causing a lot of problem to the people around me, or perhaps the whole band started crumbling, because of me. Yes, because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years later, at year 2010. I am proud to tell the world that I've changed. I'm no longer the care-free Jeffery Chan. Whenever problem arises, I put my heart and my mind to look for solutions. I try my utmost best to solve a problem as soon as possible so that it would not get ugly in the future. I know my role when problem arises, I simply know that when things happen, I should do something to prevent it from getting worse. Yet, I wonder did I ever changed for the betterment or for the worst now. Whenever I try to solve anything, it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I stand? At this point of time, I do not know what am I supposed to do anymore. Even a simple chat, can evolve into a war. Do I actually look too high up to myself? I do not know who am I anymore. Every word I say is actually offensive. I've tried to put my ego off, but what am I actually doing right now? Why am I even writing this post? Am I even trying to mend off situation now? why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8595607002757790543?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8595607002757790543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8595607002757790543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8595607002757790543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8595607002757790543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-right-i-am.html' title='How right I am?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-9173208251456733503</id><published>2010-06-16T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T17:23:54.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few things I hate about blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been quite a long time since I started blogging few years ago&lt;br /&gt;I love blogging, but everything has its pros and cons right?&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna write about something.&lt;br /&gt;The few things I hate in blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Music players in blog which autoplays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arthursclipart.org/children/togethercol/noise.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 307px;" src="http://www.arthursclipart.org/children/togethercol/noise.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C'mon man, when you are actually listening to your song, classical aka sleeping songs. You were listening to it attentively, feeling very relaxed. Suddenly Lady GaGa comes in with her Bad Romance and the songs comes crashing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://khairilhusni.blogmas.com/files/2009/10/ladygagagaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://khairilhusni.blogmas.com/files/2009/10/ladygagagaga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I want your love, I dowanna be friends!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrgh, Ewww .. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i hate the song, I LOVE HER.Well, everyone loves gaga right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. People who comment in chatbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow many blog readers love to type comments in chatbox in the blog. But well, comment should end up in commentbox! Chat's are for chat. So talk crap there but type entry-related post inside the commentbox. Ya know, for memories sake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TBiWXQFTbXI/AAAAAAAAALI/RFvefZfv1Og/s1600/PSA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TBiWXQFTbXI/AAAAAAAAALI/RFvefZfv1Og/s400/PSA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483297872521948530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some creative bloggers need to do this to stop ppl from writing comment at chatboxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.Trolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, trollz. Ya know, the trolls! Yes the big troll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/e/2/e/7/11949854641636335824troll_daniel_steele_r.svg.med.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 298px;" src="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/e/2/e/7/11949854641636335824troll_daniel_steele_r.svg.med.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sad, you are wrong. What I meant was the troll who comes and go just for the sake of it or the ones who interupts your FRIENDLY chat with your friends in the chatbox just to get a link to their blog. Well, pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TBiWYb3DEDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/WJK14rCR-cM/s1600/Troll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TBiWYb3DEDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/WJK14rCR-cM/s400/Troll.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483297892863250482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So you want sexy girls? Well, go to sexy-girls-are-not-here.com =)&lt;br /&gt;Private treat from me. Oops!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything, there's one thing I definitely like in blog&lt;br /&gt;Readers like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVuT2m2oU24/S5jIUCQ0pYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/o0PN_KU-z7g/s200/0511-0701-3118-0930_Young_Businessman_Working_Hard_On_His_Computer_clipart_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVuT2m2oU24/S5jIUCQ0pYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/o0PN_KU-z7g/s200/0511-0701-3118-0930_Young_Businessman_Working_Hard_On_His_Computer_clipart_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, he don't seem like he's reading&lt;br /&gt;But you get the idea right? Nevermind &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Btw, It's my 200th post!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hard way trying to reach here =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for my readers up to this moment&lt;br /&gt;(If there's any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-9173208251456733503?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/9173208251456733503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=9173208251456733503&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9173208251456733503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9173208251456733503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-things-i-hate-about-blogs.html' title='Few things I hate about blogs'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/TBiWXQFTbXI/AAAAAAAAALI/RFvefZfv1Og/s72-c/PSA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3161952333207876906</id><published>2010-06-10T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:17:49.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The state I am in now is like what I wrote in my title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confused and confused.&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myninjaplease.com/wp-content/uploads/cognitive2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 505px; height: 347px;" src="http://www.myninjaplease.com/wp-content/uploads/cognitive2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything that had been taught since young&lt;br /&gt;In my school, in churches, by parents and other people&lt;br /&gt;Being naive, I thought that it is the gospel truth and I'm right&lt;br /&gt;But looking at the situation now, is it even true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being taught by some adults from my church saying&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol intake is scripturally wrong and Christians ain't supposed to be taking it&lt;br /&gt;But, what made me curious is I saw him going around with wine during Adrian's wedding&lt;br /&gt;So, where's actually the truth? Is it true that as Christians, we shouldn't do so?&lt;br /&gt;Now, teenagers just love going to clubs to hangout&lt;br /&gt;I was also taught not to go during the past&lt;br /&gt;But, how true can that be?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I don't know whether the principles I had up till now is right, or wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone kindly enlighten me about this? Will be needing it loads&lt;br /&gt;Encouragements from bro. and sis. from CoC?&lt;br /&gt;For those who reads of blog of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3161952333207876906?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3161952333207876906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3161952333207876906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3161952333207876906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3161952333207876906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/06/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2067332175993799055</id><published>2010-06-08T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T02:06:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have quite a lot of things to blog about today initially&lt;br /&gt;Being in a slumber for 2 hours before dinner was what I need&lt;br /&gt;After the awakening, it was all sorrow, pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;I thought that things would be better throughout time&lt;br /&gt;But why doesn't it get better at all now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth did you come to Kampar?&lt;br /&gt;Why not in the morning? Why the evening?&lt;br /&gt;Why staying overnight at this place?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings too, I am human&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to understand everyone on earth&lt;br /&gt;Yet, no one actually understands what I actually want?&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to step down from everything&lt;br /&gt;Can't there at least some respect to me?&lt;br /&gt;In Ipoh, in KL, I dont care. but why here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enduring everything alone and keeping everything a secret from you&lt;br /&gt;Just to ensure that you would continue to be a happy person and live cheerfully&lt;br /&gt;You call me silly. You ignored me&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you actually?&lt;br /&gt;I'm beaten, totally beaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I felt so bad before&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the only thing I got from you&lt;br /&gt;"Go home, take a rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, I'm gonna do something&lt;br /&gt;I call that something R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2067332175993799055?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2067332175993799055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2067332175993799055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2067332175993799055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2067332175993799055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/06/crushed.html' title='Crushed'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1781547383463745147</id><published>2010-06-01T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:42:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Donation Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATR2n7OsLI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/15_wvJb7PXM/s1600/BD_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATR2n7OsLI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/15_wvJb7PXM/s400/BD_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477733783149916338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UTAR had another blood donation drive this May 2010 Intake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt; citizen of Malaysia and also a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt; student of UTAR&lt;br /&gt;I took the initiative to go for this blood donation drive to donate my blood&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not donating this to vampires though, they can just suck it out from me if they want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_itl1_MOR8iw/S7kfu075IRI/AAAAAAAABAM/Grb2pNAxrYo/s1600/vampire-sucking-blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_itl1_MOR8iw/S7kfu075IRI/AAAAAAAABAM/Grb2pNAxrYo/s1600/vampire-sucking-blood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont mind sucking hot chicks blood if I'm allowed though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 person went together to the Heritage Hall in Block A for this donation drive&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Wai Keong didn't want to donate his blood and Wei Hao can't donate&lt;br /&gt;Left with only 3 which is Me, Chee Cheng and Kar Kheng, we proceeded as planned (did we?)&lt;br /&gt;At the final stage, Kar Kheng can't donate due to some reasons with her haemogoblin ??&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing to happen after snapping her finger on the "make-the-finger-bleed-machine"&lt;br /&gt;Left with only two strong and mighty warrior, they fought the battle on the bed *LoL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVklYJNKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/78lWWEXHk4M/s1600/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVklYJNKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/78lWWEXHk4M/s400/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477737871274751138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mighty warrior Jeffery and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVkF8uOLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4fpBhFMTj5Y/s1600/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVkF8uOLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4fpBhFMTj5Y/s400/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477737862838237362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His mighty side-kick Chee Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired, the warrior, myself needs to power up myself with potions&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Milo comes into place to heal myself to regain HP&lt;br /&gt;Being too tired, I'm actually fed by a good Samaritan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVjx43uaI/AAAAAAAAAzY/hVIf5_Udjt8/s1600/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATVjx43uaI/AAAAAAAAAzY/hVIf5_Udjt8/s400/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477737857453373858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Good Samaritan Wei Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1781547383463745147?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1781547383463745147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1781547383463745147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1781547383463745147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1781547383463745147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/06/blood-donation-drive.html' title='Blood Donation Drive'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TATR2n7OsLI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/15_wvJb7PXM/s72-c/BD_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4037503001978587242</id><published>2010-05-30T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:04:55.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Instant Traffic Booster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your blog lacking of traffic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course it isn't this traffic that I meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://malaysiaairlinesblog.com/pt/uploads/October%202009/Diwali%20celebrated%20the%20North%20Indian%20culture/Giant%20traffic%20jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 263px;" src="http://malaysiaairlinesblog.com/pt/uploads/October%202009/Diwali%20celebrated%20the%20North%20Indian%20culture/Giant%20traffic%20jam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vast Traffic Jam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant was blogging traffic! The visitors of your blog!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually wondering how much can facebook boost my blog's traffic&lt;br /&gt;Thus I gave a try on one of my latest post on&lt;a href="http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-mr-chan-and-mr-ow.html"&gt; my phone buying journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus a post on facebook at 3.30pm ++ on that particular day&lt;br /&gt;The post is very simple, quick and easy (took only seconds)&lt;br /&gt;Those who never seen it before, well here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TADkg7VpCpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AFAY5pPVfyk/s1600/POst.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TADkg7VpCpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AFAY5pPVfyk/s400/POst.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476628401217931922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two hours at the point I'm writing this5.55PM, 29/5/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would add by just a little bit by bit throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;Well, things were different as what I predicted as it skyrocketed in a large scale&lt;br /&gt;From practically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"NO VIEWS", &lt;/span&gt;it rose by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1300% &lt;/span&gt;(Compared to 1 hour before)&lt;br /&gt;Well, let picture do the talking now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TADkhA6Sx2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/_syck8mmZBE/s1600/Stats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TADkhA6Sx2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/_syck8mmZBE/s400/Stats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476628402713839458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From 1 Visitor at 13:00 to 13 Visitor at 15:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's 14:00 anyway? No one at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, no one visits my blog&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want traffic? Advertisements are important to do so&lt;br /&gt;Advertise your blog in facebook! It works extremely well all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TAE66gDSF1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/OxcM2zUM5Ys/s1600/Stats_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TAE66gDSF1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/OxcM2zUM5Ys/s400/Stats_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476723398569760594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;++Edit++&lt;br /&gt;I tried doing that again at the later part of the day&lt;br /&gt;Results? Another extra 13 unique visitors.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, it's proven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4037503001978587242?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4037503001978587242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4037503001978587242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4037503001978587242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4037503001978587242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-instant-traffic-booster.html' title='Blog Instant Traffic Booster'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/TADkg7VpCpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AFAY5pPVfyk/s72-c/POst.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8833830287145111983</id><published>2010-05-29T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:03:26.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of Mr Chan and Mr Ow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One sunny afternoon, Mr Chan and Mr Ow went out for lunch&lt;br /&gt;During the lunch, Mr Chan mentioned that he wanted to go for a lookout for phone&lt;br /&gt;Thus they made the decision to roam all around Kampar for phone shops to check the price&lt;br /&gt;It was at 2.30pm, where the sun is blazing hot and it's burning their skins to crisp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places which they went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/378/copyofimag1269gr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 248px;" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/378/copyofimag1269gr6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kampar New Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mymall.netbuilder.com.my/pic/techshop/TEK_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://mymall.netbuilder.com.my/pic/techshop/TEK_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kampar Tesco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which we can't find a price which matches Mr Chan's budget&lt;br /&gt;Thus, they've decided to go to Old Town to check out for cheaper priced phone&lt;br /&gt;How? Typical Kampar transport. By cycling! Duh. Well, the plan failed in the end &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They decided to continue searching all around New town for the phone hunting mission&lt;br /&gt;They bargained, bargained and bargained using the skills they learn from aunties&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they got a deal of RM890 in addition for some rather useful freebies&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Mr Chan went to the bank, took out money and paid.&lt;br /&gt;Came back with a burnt pocket and burnt skin&lt;br /&gt;But Satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, my SE C905.&lt;br /&gt;I iz rike you verli mache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.dailymobile.se/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/se-c905-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://images.dailymobile.se/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/se-c905-05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still miss you and I still love you,&lt;br /&gt;But I know the current situation&lt;br /&gt;It's just that things aren't meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the future worry about itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8833830287145111983?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8833830287145111983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8833830287145111983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8833830287145111983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8833830287145111983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-of-mr-chan-and-mr-ow.html' title='Story of Mr Chan and Mr Ow'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1821930020241253001</id><published>2010-05-28T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:07:03.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long time since a post (minus the time-table post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First thing to say right here is that my CSL phone is dying very soon&lt;br /&gt;So much for getting myself a 200 buck phone last year in Tesco&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for 1 year and is now facing numerous problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yugatech.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/sony-ericsson-c905.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 229px;" src="http://www.yugatech.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/sony-ericsson-c905.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frequent Disconnection of line&lt;br /&gt;Almost Zero line detected all the time&lt;br /&gt;SIM card unreadable every few hourd&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, boleh-land phone rawks!!&lt;br /&gt;(minus the time I dropped it)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mFsIGWF1en8/RnDe3LWZfiI/AAAAAAAAACA/OSaVF6kqDeE/s320/IMAGE_082.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will need a new one soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.techsaver.com/images/seagate_free_agent_go_black.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 211px;" src="http://www.techsaver.com/images/seagate_free_agent_go_black.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also need a new External HDD very soon&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is only left out with 700+ MB now&lt;br /&gt;Deleted almost everything I can delete but still&lt;br /&gt;I have insufficient hard disk space in my lappie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike's worning out already, rust and paint all coming off&lt;br /&gt;Pedal getting faulty and tires are going flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion which I can get from this?&lt;br /&gt;I need money! money! and a lot of money!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I won't get it anyway lol&lt;br /&gt;Start saving Jeff, you can do it^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s :- Now in Kampar alone, those fellas went back to Ipoh for no reasons at all -.- Thank God I have internet line with me today. "good" housemates shifted out. PPS-free house!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1821930020241253001?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1821930020241253001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1821930020241253001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1821930020241253001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1821930020241253001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2664762214770236913</id><published>2010-05-27T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:18:30.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Timetable=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aloha!~ Nice to be back after busy days in Kampar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now let's just see whats up for my timetable this semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_3yI900NwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5VlK5x4biBY/s1600/TimeTable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_3yI900NwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5VlK5x4biBY/s400/TimeTable.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475798957801355010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh wait-&lt;br /&gt;I haven't pay my bill yet&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, Seems that I have a holiday for this new trimester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2664762214770236913?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2664762214770236913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2664762214770236913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2664762214770236913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2664762214770236913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-timetable.html' title='My Timetable=)'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_3yI900NwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5VlK5x4biBY/s72-c/TimeTable.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2902499606342066559</id><published>2010-05-24T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:44:26.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I can go back to the past&lt;br /&gt;I'll appreciate every moment we had&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be the loser in every arguements&lt;br /&gt;I won't take things for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2902499606342066559?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2902499606342066559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2902499606342066559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2902499606342066559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2902499606342066559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/if_24.html' title='If'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1663197665919618227</id><published>2010-05-23T08:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T08:34:57.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hiroshima-remembered.com/history/nagasaki/images/H21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 410px;" src="http://www.hiroshima-remembered.com/history/nagasaki/images/H21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm tired physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would really want a break right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna explode if this continues&lt;br /&gt;I need a rest long enough to heal&lt;br /&gt;Yet deep inside, I don't want&lt;br /&gt;Which is the true me now?&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1663197665919618227?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1663197665919618227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1663197665919618227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1663197665919618227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1663197665919618227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-tired-physically-and-mentally-i.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-463931539907155809</id><published>2010-05-22T05:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T05:43:58.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://areyouhappyatwork.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/depressed-man-in-door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 359px;" src="http://areyouhappyatwork.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/depressed-man-in-door.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its raining now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very heavily and here am I&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down in the living hall&lt;br /&gt;With my laptop on again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd really hope that miracles happens&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope that I can eventually wish for a time machine&lt;br /&gt;At least, I can go back to the past and correct the things I want to correct&lt;br /&gt;I knew where I was wrong and what did I do wrong&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm stuck here, can't do anything at all&lt;br /&gt;I just need a chance for a change now&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard at this stage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've persevered so much up till this stage&lt;br /&gt;Why are you giving up on it at this moment of time?&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a chance to change for the betterment for us&lt;br /&gt;Yet, all I get is cruelty and harshness directly stabbed into my heart&lt;br /&gt;My heart crumbles in pain and my mind is blank&lt;br /&gt;Knowing not what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can blame no one&lt;br /&gt;Nobody but me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i4.glitter-graphics.org/pub/901/901904j1m2xeiy01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 258px;" src="http://i4.glitter-graphics.org/pub/901/901904j1m2xeiy01.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's exactly one year when the new semester starts&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that things can return to what it is before I became a jerk&lt;br /&gt;Hope, is what put me through these days of pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it won't be the one that starts another series of it&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, perhaps I'm just to stubborn to face the situation&lt;br /&gt;But I really want another try, one last try&lt;br /&gt;I really hope its possible&lt;br /&gt;I really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-463931539907155809?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/463931539907155809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=463931539907155809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/463931539907155809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/463931539907155809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/crumbles.html' title='Crumbles'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2449484545914010576</id><published>2010-05-21T07:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:20:44.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deviantart.com/download/69563563/Leave_me_Alone_by_Joker84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.deviantart.com/download/69563563/Leave_me_Alone_by_Joker84.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read something quite meaningful from Rita's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspires me for this entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Leaving the picture doesn't mean that you're a coward, it's just a method to differentiate determination and desperation"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how true is that&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, What i have is determination&lt;br /&gt;and not desperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my car test later at 10. (Finally?)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll pass, ain't in the right form these days&lt;br /&gt;Have no confidence at all at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2449484545914010576?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2449484545914010576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2449484545914010576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2449484545914010576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2449484545914010576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/walk-away.html' title='Walk away'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5947537564360067590</id><published>2010-05-20T05:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T05:47:31.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a vampire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am now a certified vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking up in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping when everyone's wide awake&lt;br /&gt;That concludes my life during break&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is all I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theunexplainedmysteries.com/ghosts/vampire-eyes-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://theunexplainedmysteries.com/ghosts/vampire-eyes-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too much thing is running on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just prefer to escape and run from it&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a certified vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would I be a handsome one?&lt;br /&gt;Like the one all girls crave to meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picturesofedwardcullen.com/images/edward_cullen_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 193px;" src="http://picturesofedwardcullen.com/images/edward_cullen_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh wai-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_Rb8nehoSI/AAAAAAAAAyg/F63BtmB5bs4/s1600/Photo18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_Rb8nehoSI/AAAAAAAAAyg/F63BtmB5bs4/s320/Photo18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473100544109289762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sem Break is coming to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm craving to meet up with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But not in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5947537564360067590?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5947537564360067590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5947537564360067590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5947537564360067590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5947537564360067590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-vampire.html' title='I&apos;m a vampire'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_Rb8nehoSI/AAAAAAAAAyg/F63BtmB5bs4/s72-c/Photo18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8004007359014726137</id><published>2010-05-19T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:00:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_KtncV5ciI/AAAAAAAAAyI/00JLpLv-7Ug/s1600/CUM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_KtncV5ciI/AAAAAAAAAyI/00JLpLv-7Ug/s320/CUM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472627390343115298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So they want man to deliver cum?&lt;br /&gt;So, am I up for the job?? I wonder how's the pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not feeling good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Enduring and moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully, I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8004007359014726137?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8004007359014726137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8004007359014726137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8004007359014726137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8004007359014726137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/ooo.html' title='Ooo?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_KtncV5ciI/AAAAAAAAAyI/00JLpLv-7Ug/s72-c/CUM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-889984744334749060</id><published>2010-05-18T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:22:35.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collaboration &gt; Independence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went visiting MMB yesterday in a function&lt;br /&gt;Function comprising of 3 bands namely ST, AMC and SMI&lt;br /&gt;Something which I hoped to happen, took place&lt;br /&gt;Instead of rivalry, laughter took place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0eCXpWRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/b3TcfPRiTWQ/s1600/Band_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0eCXpWRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/b3TcfPRiTWQ/s320/Band_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472283081612810514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me felt, happy&lt;br /&gt;Organizations should be there to get to know more people, not war&lt;br /&gt;In competition, rivalries occurs&lt;br /&gt;In reality, everyone are friends.&lt;br /&gt;That's what leads to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough crapping. Took some pictures on that day&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0e-pM5fI/AAAAAAAAAx4/yGTt6un-98Y/s1600/Band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0e-pM5fI/AAAAAAAAAx4/yGTt6un-98Y/s320/Band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472283097792570866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SMI, AMC and ST -&gt; 1Malaysia?? All Chinese though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0fNJeNyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/wBqm9VJrTV8/s1600/Band_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0fNJeNyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/wBqm9VJrTV8/s320/Band_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472283101686019874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I somehow managed to pick up a Sax on the floor too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop me if you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I won't stop no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-889984744334749060?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/889984744334749060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=889984744334749060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/889984744334749060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/889984744334749060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/collaboration-independence.html' title='Collaboration &gt; Independence'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_F0eCXpWRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/b3TcfPRiTWQ/s72-c/Band_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5679640268544540265</id><published>2010-05-17T05:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T05:25:50.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/175/0/1/Casting_Such_A_Thin_Shadow_by_depressed_tear_drop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 303px;" src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/175/0/1/Casting_Such_A_Thin_Shadow_by_depressed_tear_drop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I was holding the black jack all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only to find out in the end, I'm the one who is naive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the perfect guy for you now&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the perfect guy for you in the future&lt;br /&gt;I may not even be the perfect guy in my entire lifetime&lt;br /&gt;But I assure you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll strive tirelessly, never-endingly and relentlessly to achieve it&lt;br /&gt;You are my motivation&lt;br /&gt;You are my only reason&lt;br /&gt;You are my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5679640268544540265?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5679640268544540265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5679640268544540265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5679640268544540265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5679640268544540265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/strive.html' title='Strive'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6122191532828132687</id><published>2010-05-17T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:33:57.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.. I don't want this to happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_AsTSKRq9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0YQxc6KPq1Q/s1600/Photo+0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_AsTSKRq9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0YQxc6KPq1Q/s320/Photo+0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471922257059228626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't want it to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can we just appreciate the time we have together?&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to find faults with each other anymore&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6122191532828132687?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6122191532828132687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6122191532828132687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6122191532828132687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6122191532828132687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-want-it-to-end-can-we-just.html' title='Please.. I don&apos;t want this to happen'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S_AsTSKRq9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0YQxc6KPq1Q/s72-c/Photo+0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2907009869994298682</id><published>2010-05-16T02:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:41:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a shitty day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything goes haywire throughout since I woke up at 12&lt;br /&gt;Games, Life, and even my Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed again at 3 till 9+&lt;br /&gt;Tried to solve issues with you&lt;br /&gt;Only to be disappointed badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad? 1 hour ago, yes&lt;br /&gt;Now? Fortunately, no&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to mainly Joel and Ian&lt;br /&gt;Having you people as my friend is the greatest gift I'd received&lt;br /&gt;Having to know you is also one of the best thing that took place&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the better way is to continue moving on and on&lt;br /&gt;Will continue living life to the fullest for the betterment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When life gives you lemon, You make lemonade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-73i36TkSI/AAAAAAAAAw8/5-BzR8RS8tI/s1600/CIMG0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-73i36TkSI/AAAAAAAAAw8/5-BzR8RS8tI/s320/CIMG0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471582775797846306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll always be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2907009869994298682?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2907009869994298682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2907009869994298682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2907009869994298682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2907009869994298682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-life-gives-you-lemon.html' title='When life gives you lemon'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-73i36TkSI/AAAAAAAAAw8/5-BzR8RS8tI/s72-c/CIMG0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6791546817193840414</id><published>2010-05-15T03:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T03:23:59.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wont give up until you tell me that you don't love me at all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes, I don't love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.majorlycool.com/media/1/20090214-antivalentines-shattered-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 179px;" src="http://www.majorlycool.com/media/1/20090214-antivalentines-shattered-heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I get in the end&lt;br /&gt;For trusting you all along till the end&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac, Joel&lt;br /&gt;What you said are right. I shouldn't had doubted you people and defend her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kar Kheng&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. But in the end, I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;If that's what you are telling me after everything&lt;br /&gt;You shattered my heart into countless pieces&lt;br /&gt;You're not my friend anymore&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6791546817193840414?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6791546817193840414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6791546817193840414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6791546817193840414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6791546817193840414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/fine.html' title='Fine'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7897949690079313</id><published>2010-05-15T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:40:56.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My final trimester for foundation in UTAR had been release.&lt;br /&gt;For those who wants to know, view it on the picture below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-2KXtH3SUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/VZwWd0W_QIo/s1600/Results.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 88px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-2KXtH3SUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/VZwWd0W_QIo/s320/Results.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471181262179223874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good results, but my 2nd trimester's results pulled down my CGPA&lt;br /&gt;Can't get full scholarship but only half&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way to squeeze out the money for other part of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then&lt;br /&gt;What's the title "appeal" for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised a lot of people are trying to appeal&lt;br /&gt;Appeal for reinstatement for study&lt;br /&gt;Appeal for better results on a subject&lt;br /&gt;Appeal for a second chance to continue studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/472858756_dc1de22e06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 212px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/472858756_dc1de22e06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to appeal to you&lt;br /&gt;For another chance though I know&lt;br /&gt;A lot of chance had been given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna appeal for another chance&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7897949690079313?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7897949690079313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7897949690079313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7897949690079313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7897949690079313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/appeal.html' title='Appeal'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-2KXtH3SUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/VZwWd0W_QIo/s72-c/Results.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7760980596966302118</id><published>2010-05-13T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:59:16.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.mysitemyway.com/wp-content/gallery/magic-marker-icons-symbols-shapes/116330-magic-marker-icon-symbols-shapes-smiley-sad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 161px;" src="http://icons.mysitemyway.com/wp-content/gallery/magic-marker-icons-symbols-shapes/116330-magic-marker-icon-symbols-shapes-smiley-sad.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I wonder what am I doing these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of acting just to fulfill my supposed role&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what are you thinking anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave me hope and the next moment, u threw it away&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I really am&lt;br /&gt;Just tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless already, speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7760980596966302118?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7760980596966302118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7760980596966302118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7760980596966302118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7760980596966302118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5063739724150775273</id><published>2010-05-13T03:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T03:57:14.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/a-dark-widing-road-arnold-isbister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 340px;" src="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/a-dark-widing-road-arnold-isbister.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya know, sometimes I'm confuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I talk to you, knowing that the way things are going, the feeling sucks&lt;br /&gt;When I don't do so, knowingly, the feeling that I'm facing sucks also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, both of the things I'm doing sucks&lt;br /&gt;Everything these days seemed to be wrong and wrong&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake up at 6.45 later and I'm still awake&lt;br /&gt;Great! Good! Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo? No, again. No.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that reading this blog pisses you off&lt;br /&gt;Or you think it's pointless doing so, I ain't forcing ya&lt;br /&gt;It's just that you don't understand the feeling of losing someone you dear most.&lt;br /&gt;And you just don't know what you heart feels at all times&lt;br /&gt;You are what I call a heartless (Kingdom Hearts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg252/animeangel102894/Emo_Heartless_by_Neotokyo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 205px;" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg252/animeangel102894/Emo_Heartless_by_Neotokyo9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want a hug? Nay, my hugs are only for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5063739724150775273?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5063739724150775273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5063739724150775273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5063739724150775273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5063739724150775273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8036860154184767591</id><published>2010-05-13T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:21:09.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One trend I realized about blogging from the visitors list in my blog from nuffnang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-rVMV3F-hI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5OR04fukRSk/s1600/Visitor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-rVMV3F-hI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5OR04fukRSk/s320/Visitor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470419105398258194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad post brings more readers!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall be sad from now onwards for more inspiration for sad post&lt;br /&gt;Short one here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess you didn't see after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8036860154184767591?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8036860154184767591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8036860154184767591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8036860154184767591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8036860154184767591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-rVMV3F-hI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5OR04fukRSk/s72-c/Visitor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1380195823146621271</id><published>2010-05-12T03:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T03:41:36.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs22/300W/i/2007/339/9/a/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs22/300W/i/2007/339/9/a/Memories_of_the_past_by_WiciaQ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite everything discussed today with both of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That doesn't change anything at all of both of us&lt;br /&gt;Call me naive, dumb or perhaps stupid&lt;br /&gt;I still want to walk front and forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I can't forget about you now&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, I don't want to forget about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:10%;" &gt;Can we be together once again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll let God be the judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;See, and I shall rewind everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;See not, and I'll leave at it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1380195823146621271?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1380195823146621271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1380195823146621271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1380195823146621271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1380195823146621271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wont-forget.html' title='I won&apos;t forget'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-73347740919130279</id><published>2010-05-11T23:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:12:44.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How are you doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chuvachienes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/letter2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 307px;" src="http://chuvachienes.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/letter2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear whoever it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How are you now? It's been a very long time, at least for me since we last communicated. Days and nights I've been wanting to at least send you a message to see if you are okay. It was not being carried out however due to some personal reason and I'm always trying to imagine and think of the possible answers to my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till this day, to be honest. I'm still having a very big question mark in my head. Doubts and worries, whether I've actually took the right action and made the right choice. I'm not sure at all of the consequences behind everything I've done for these days, as I don't even have a chance to see you at all. Nevertheless, after going through your profile just now. I'm convinced I've made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However pain is it, I'll endure. As long as you are happy that is.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for me being so naive and stubborn for not listening to you&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that this is one of the way, although I'd never want this to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jefferychan -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-73347740919130279?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/73347740919130279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=73347740919130279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/73347740919130279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/73347740919130279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-are-you-doing.html' title='How are you doing?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6753440464281587008</id><published>2010-05-11T04:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:15:41.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not lying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not lying when I tell you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want to see you hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also not lying when I tell you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can handle things on my own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forget about you anytime I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can live my life as usual without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will disappear from your life forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object2/709/93/n272611784850_597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/object2/709/93/n272611784850_597.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only time I lied&lt;/span&gt; is when I tell you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; forget&lt;/span&gt; you from that day onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd never want and will never put you in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I can't, it's just that I don't want to and will never do&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up on you, not at all in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6753440464281587008?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6753440464281587008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6753440464281587008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6753440464281587008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6753440464281587008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-lying.html' title='I&apos;m not lying'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5848101456086344450</id><published>2010-05-10T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:27:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking back at my recent post&lt;br /&gt;I realized how naive am I hoping for a change&lt;br /&gt;I think it's now time to face reality rather than fretting over the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-b-jMT8GyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QRb5zVtf2sA/s1600/BreakUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-b-jMT8GyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QRb5zVtf2sA/s320/BreakUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469338678041778978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having quite a bad day these days I guess&lt;br /&gt;Everything just ain't going the way I want or hope it to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I would be disappearing from your life like that&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, some things just won't be forgotten just like that&lt;br /&gt;The time we spent and the joy we had together&lt;br /&gt;I shall cherish it forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Kar Kheng&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Hopefully, no more &lt;s&gt;emo&lt;/s&gt; sad postings anymore from me. Havta move on anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5848101456086344450?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5848101456086344450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5848101456086344450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5848101456086344450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5848101456086344450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/delete.html' title='Delete'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-b-jMT8GyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QRb5zVtf2sA/s72-c/BreakUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8633521303911051263</id><published>2010-05-09T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:55:17.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When people gets overly bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When people gets overly bored about life&lt;br /&gt;They'll go around giving pranks on other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bLfiLH_HI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BDItJqFOAns/s1600/Prank2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 36px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bLfiLH_HI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BDItJqFOAns/s320/Prank2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469282540097895538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:- Exam results were never out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bLf4aH7vI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/zfmRefBbxP0/s1600/Prank.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bLf4aH7vI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/zfmRefBbxP0/s320/Prank.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469282546066386674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the replies.&lt;br /&gt;I think you can't see but well, just for the sake of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++Extra post+++&lt;br /&gt;By Ms Chan =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bMuTAw5ZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_lD7il-aRuU/s1600/CWL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 73px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bMuTAw5ZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_lD7il-aRuU/s320/CWL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469283893237573010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got owned and pawned totally &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8633521303911051263?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8633521303911051263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8633521303911051263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8633521303911051263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8633521303911051263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-people-gets-overly-bored.html' title='When people gets overly bored'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/S-bLfiLH_HI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BDItJqFOAns/s72-c/Prank2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2899492469949290205</id><published>2010-05-09T06:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T06:20:04.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept in the living hall today&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling good today, so I didn't want to wake up while taking a nap just now&lt;br /&gt;Only to be awakened by a dream&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdkenterprises.com/coloring/Christmas/AngelSleepingMoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 334px;" src="http://cdkenterprises.com/coloring/Christmas/AngelSleepingMoon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried, I tried&lt;br /&gt;Only to find myself awakened&lt;br /&gt;It will never come true anymore&lt;br /&gt;Everything is eventually done in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling sucks&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep since then and going to church later&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm not emo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2899492469949290205?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2899492469949290205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2899492469949290205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2899492469949290205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2899492469949290205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-9183900293552296838</id><published>2010-05-09T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:00:04.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cognitive Dissonance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered what the title actually meant?&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel, when your mind ask you to do a particular thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and deep inside you, it was never even in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myprofilepimp.com/images/layout-thumbnails/67720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.myprofilepimp.com/images/layout-thumbnails/67720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After you took this step in which your mind ask you to do&lt;br /&gt;Is it even possible to struggle through the pain and suffering of it?&lt;br /&gt;I want, I hope, and I pray that I can do it&lt;br /&gt;And this would be my only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Withdraw myself&lt;br /&gt;Separate myself&lt;br /&gt;Consume myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the only way&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo post? Naah, I ain't emo&lt;br /&gt;Just a little gloomy perhaps, just a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-9183900293552296838?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/9183900293552296838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=9183900293552296838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9183900293552296838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9183900293552296838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/cognitive-dissonance.html' title='Cognitive Dissonance'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-358736220891864851</id><published>2010-05-08T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:00:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a  simple song that my bro got hooked on and I like it too&lt;br /&gt;Represents  on how I feel on things currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CCmd-LGAIuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CCmd-LGAIuE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lyrics  Translation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should go, should I go close to you?&lt;br /&gt;How  would you think about it? so I am fallen-heartened.&lt;br /&gt;If you should  leave, should you leave me?&lt;br /&gt;How could I let you leave? continuously I  am scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason that I ,Being fool, am only but watching  you from a distance&lt;br /&gt;is because maybe I am  worried about your heart&lt;br /&gt;probably  to turn my feeling away&lt;br /&gt;and so becoming more alienated between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  reason that I ,Being really fool, cannot say 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;is because  maybe I am afraid of the pain&lt;br /&gt;and the saddening days expected after  falling in with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should come, should you come to me?&lt;br /&gt;How  I should do? really I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason that I ,Being  fool, am only but watching you from a distance&lt;br /&gt;is because maybe I am  worried about your heart&lt;br /&gt;probably to turn my feeling away and so beco  ming more alienated between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason that I ,Being really  fool, cannot say 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;is because maybe I am afraid of the  pain&lt;br /&gt;and the saddening days expected after falling in with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  reason that I ,Being fool, cannot say 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;is because maybe I  am afraid of the pain&lt;br /&gt;and the saddening days expected after falling  in with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;credit:asterionlhs@soompi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-358736220891864851?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/358736220891864851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=358736220891864851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/358736220891864851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/358736220891864851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2710998988215489939</id><published>2010-05-07T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:22:53.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duhz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FGwroanbS8w/SnfvLhY4ACI/AAAAAAAABGc/EoBfTyBSnlU/s400/sad2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FGwroanbS8w/SnfvLhY4ACI/AAAAAAAABGc/EoBfTyBSnlU/s400/sad2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life sucks, but still living&lt;br /&gt;If things are going to be like this, let it be&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the strength to continue this dumbness anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out tomorrow and everything would be alright&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm cheating myself&lt;br /&gt;It wont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: By my mother&lt;br /&gt;"Why do your eyes seemed like you are crying when you are not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2710998988215489939?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2710998988215489939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2710998988215489939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2710998988215489939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2710998988215489939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/duhz.html' title='Duhz'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FGwroanbS8w/SnfvLhY4ACI/AAAAAAAABGc/EoBfTyBSnlU/s72-c/sad2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-607325048522051246</id><published>2010-05-06T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:31:11.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back again to blogging&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know if this would be a good way to start my blog again but as the title above,&lt;br /&gt;Rage - What is it?I've been told since young by my father that my anger and impatience would end up causing me a lot of trouble in my life and well, I believe it did once again yesterday. As I got into a serious rage and caused the people I loved to be hurt again. From a simple small matter, I made it worse and it ended up as a large havoc, something I'd promised not to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quickblogcast.com/2/8/6/7/9/208208-197682/rage_mainFull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/2/8/6/7/9/208208-197682/rage_mainFull.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well then, who is to blame for this matter?&lt;br /&gt;Can I put the blame on the situation?&lt;br /&gt;Being so tired, yet trying to stay awake just to accompany you and yet getting thrown and bombarded with things which I don't like? Frustration that bad things were coming one by one to the extent that I can't endure it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can't, everything was from me afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aperfectworld.org/clipart/emotions/sad03.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 309px;" src="http://www.aperfectworld.org/clipart/emotions/sad03.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps, I ain't the perfect person for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;Sorry isn't even usable anymore at this stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing out-&lt;br /&gt;This is Day 1&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many days are there left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-607325048522051246?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/607325048522051246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=607325048522051246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/607325048522051246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/607325048522051246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/05/rage.html' title='Rage'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6114634664918189112</id><published>2010-02-21T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:56:12.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whats the point of a blog if I can't express myself in it anymore? I used to be able to write out anything I want in this blog last time but now, it seems that this wont happen anymore. Therefore, I've made the decision from a long time being spent thinking. And my decision is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing this blog down.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for my reader's up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6114634664918189112?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6114634664918189112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6114634664918189112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6114634664918189112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6114634664918189112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/02/reason.html' title='Reason?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1608380602915343283</id><published>2010-02-06T03:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T03:41:45.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20672_1295623800032_1513441791_777989_1396689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 342px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20672_1295623800032_1513441791_777989_1396689_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.Taken during Mr. Joe's Final Lecture in Kampar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna leave Kampar later today!~ I'm not sure if I should be happy though, kinda adapted to the lifestyle here. Cycle around freely without an control by anyone unlike in Ipoh, to get out, I need a car, and sadly, I have no license and thus, I can't go out! really gonna get stucked in my home for the rest of the days in Ipoh. Anyway, was supposed to be sleeping now but somehow or rather my biological clock don't allow me to do so, and since &lt;a href="http://kimirochan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimiro&lt;/a&gt; ask me to update blog, here am I writing a post to bid farewell with Kampar for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really gonna miss a lot of things here. This trimester was somehow meaningful and also stressful due to the study factor. Having my final paper later and hopefully, things would turn out fine and my results would still be able to qualify me for the scholarship. Gonna miss the Mamak's here. Haji Ghany's Maggi Goreng Triple Pedas!~ Urrgh. Gonna miss my bike, although she's getting older and older, the colours are coming off very soon and her gears are practically spoilt. Well, shall see her next trimester and see if I can do any repair on her =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm practically crapping here. Shall review my 2nd trimester here when I get myself back to Ipoh I think since I would be SUPER free during that time. For those who wish to date me, do contact my manager. If you know who my manager is. Perhaps some fellas by the name of &lt;a href="http://cikmornblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amornrad  Rattanakthada&lt;/a&gt; would know who my manager is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1608380602915343283?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1608380602915343283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1608380602915343283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1608380602915343283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1608380602915343283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye!~'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2406871569524871009</id><published>2010-02-03T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:23:42.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of hardwork and sweat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reflecting back on my &lt;a href="http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/07/luck-or-strength.html"&gt;formula to success post&lt;/a&gt;. I think things are really proven now. Somehow, I felt that sometimes, it's now what you do, or how you do a job which would give the results. But it's the chance you get and whether or not you grasp hold of it. This trimester's final exam is seriously a pain in the ass. Only after two papers and thing are already so tough. Comparing with the paper for the trimester before mine, it's as if one paper comes from cambridge and another from secondary school. A lot of my friends are already in the midst of failing the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me? I'm not that bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what about what I'm aiming for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, I feel that I can no longer reach towards it&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it flying away from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Readers, please do believe. Sometimes, it's not what you do and how you do it that matters. It still depends on some luck and whether you are given the chance or not. I wonder what would happen tomorrow during the mass communication examinations. Hopefully, I'll pull it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2406871569524871009?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2406871569524871009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2406871569524871009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2406871569524871009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2406871569524871009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-hardwork-and-sweat.html' title='Of hardwork and sweat'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5233557393943394579</id><published>2010-01-31T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:52:18.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodlightscraps.com/content/good_luck/good-luck-5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 397px;" src="http://www.goodlightscraps.com/content/good_luck/good-luck-5.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exam starts tomorrow. Well, enough said. I think I've did enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lets just see if it can allow me to achieve my goal this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pray for me&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5233557393943394579?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5233557393943394579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5233557393943394579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5233557393943394579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5233557393943394579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6361931783755231747</id><published>2010-01-30T02:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:39:46.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnXRkOzgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jkks3AHkbGU/s1600-h/Slide5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnXRkOzgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jkks3AHkbGU/s320/Slide5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432228856344792578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello fellow readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a simple post from an email from my dad. It's really meaningful and I want to share this with my readers. Specifically to those who needs this encouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="yellow"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we  ask ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; What did I do to deserve this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why does God let these things happen to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Here is the explanation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A daughter tells her mother how everything is going wrong for her;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She probably failed her Math exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her boyfriend just dumped her for her best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In times so sad, a good mother knows just the thing to cheer up her daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; “I make a delicious cake.”  In that moment the mother hugged her daughter and walked her to the kitchen, while her daughter attempted to smile and while the mothe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;r prepared the utencils and ingredients, her daughter sat across from her at the counter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her mother asks, “Sweetheart, would you like a piece of cake?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Her daughter replies, “Sure,mom, you know how I love cake.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Alright...” the mother  said, “Drink some of this cooking oil.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shocked, the daughter responded, “What?!? No way!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MomRu6h1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/XxTcFVnh-xg/s320/Slide1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“How about a couple of raw eggs?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  To this the daughter responded, “Are you kidding?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnWaUdKyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HeW40dYL7ZQ/s320/Slide2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432228841514674978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“How about a little flour?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; “No, mom, I’ll be sick!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnWlrM-fI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lMOyE6Js5Pc/s320/Slide3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mother responded,   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; “All of these things are uncooked and taste bad, but if you put them together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; they make a delicious cake!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnW-fcIKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BUusUx14dsI/s320/Slide4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;God works the same way. When we ask ourselves why does he make us go through these difficult times, we don’t realize the what/where these events may bring us. Only He knows and he will not let us fall.  We don’t need to settle for the raw ingredients, trust in Him... And see something fantastic come about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God loves us so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  He send us flowers every spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He makes the sun rise every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And anytime you need to talk, he is there to listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can live anywhere in the universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; He choses to live in your heart!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6361931783755231747?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6361931783755231747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6361931783755231747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6361931783755231747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6361931783755231747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S2MnXRkOzgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jkks3AHkbGU/s72-c/Slide5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4092182997515900545</id><published>2010-01-28T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:16:41.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams: Of Failures and Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/9/74907741_c2d59deb64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/9/74907741_c2d59deb64.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exams are coming in like, 4 days?! Yet I'm still not prepared to face the examination this time. Sighs, comparing with the last trimester, this trimester is proven to be much tougher (Perhaps it's me getting lazier). I guess I really need to rush things up else I won't be able to maintain a 3.9 CGPA this trimester anymore, or perhaps, to make it constant at a 4.0? Hahaha, to be frank, it's been a long time since I nerd so much already but the satisfaction counts at the end. I really don't know what would be happening in 4 days. We shall see how it goes. Hmmm, interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, my coursework marks ain't gonna be good this time. Screwed up my webpage design mid term test, screwed up press conference and screwed up business report. Darned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.coep.org.in/images/exam.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a short post to remind myself that exam is coming soon again and also to prevent myself from sleeping. You know, I'm a retarded sleeper. Perhaps better than the&lt;a href="http://ian-lurvee.blogspot.com/"&gt; sleeperlogist &lt;/a&gt;in my class last time. And also in UTAR =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4092182997515900545?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4092182997515900545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4092182997515900545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4092182997515900545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4092182997515900545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/exams-are-coming-in-like-4-days-yet-im.html' title='Exams: Of Failures and Success'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/9/74907741_c2d59deb64_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-17193831941188878</id><published>2010-01-27T02:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:58:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christian, I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gracedigest.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/church_of_christ.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's now 2.37a.m. and it just rained just now. Situation in my room is dark and gloomy and with the addition of the rain just now, it's rather quiet and peaceful. Perhaps thats why, I started thinking a lot again. I read through a lot of blogs and also some post of my friends in facebook of things especially on their "First time clubbing" and stuffs like that. That makes me actually wonder a lot and sometimes, it's kinda weird how things are progressing these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Myself, being raised from my family and also religion, things are somehow different compared to the ones my friends are having now. Well, for those who actually know me and deeply about my religion, I believe you people would understand what I mean. What the world are doing now, I do it not and for that, a lot of people would consider me a "coward" or something like that because I don't go for activities like that all the time and I would be sticking onto other "boring" activities. Tonight, I'm actually wondering how long can I hold onto this principles of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you would know, I'm now studying in Foundation that would lead me to the Mass Communication field, or perhaps the media field which would be more or less related to the business field. To be frank, I'm worried of the future especially on my future lifestyle. Everyone can see, the culture of the society and what they see in their eyes. Can I actually "be myself" despite these differences? Or perhaps, would I end up to be some kinda "outcast" as compared to the ones out there now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How far would I go if I continue on to be like this? Closing myself to all these so-called "negative-factors" whereby sometimes we don't even know whether it's really negative. To be frank, I do not know. Perhaps I should really reconsider where am I actually heading now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alcoholic? Clubs? Smoking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, everyone is curious of it the first time&lt;br /&gt;And curiousity kills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd rather not try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-17193831941188878?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/17193831941188878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=17193831941188878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/17193831941188878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/17193831941188878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/christian-i-am.html' title='A Christian, I am'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2419277949390762746</id><published>2010-01-22T08:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:52:33.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of lecture week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walla!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've once again finished another semester of my life in Foundation and I would be having my study break (which is never a break) next week before the exams. Nothing much to be written here, just to briefly remind myself that exam is coming soon and therefore to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;STOP WASTING MY TIME LIKE THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, some pictures to show what the preparations of exam had brought me to:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S1lYZj8LWGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YEDDoOv6PYk/s320/tn_P1070838.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429468021939460194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excessive cam-whoring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S1lYZSXU_TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4dZCbqG8Z8k/s320/tn_P1070836.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429468017221500210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disappearance of my food supplies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S1lYaJLN7nI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/93Xz4ssresk/s320/tn_P1070835.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429468031934656114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping sessions with books on my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Things to be remembered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S1lYaV4S_eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/D9nIsAL3pgk/s320/tn_Img182.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429468035344956898" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Leaving of Mr Joe in Perak Campus and soon, UTAR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna miss you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;P/s :- I'm not gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2419277949390762746?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2419277949390762746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2419277949390762746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2419277949390762746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2419277949390762746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-lecture-week.html' title='Last day of lecture week'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/S1lYZj8LWGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YEDDoOv6PYk/s72-c/tn_P1070838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1901940862809596533</id><published>2010-01-21T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:46:05.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Independence. Does it brings the meaning of the so-called 'Merdeka' in Malaysia. In some context, yes but what I'm focusing on is the capability to take care of ones own self. Frankly, I'm getting pissed off with one single thing that keeps happening these days. The world nowadays are cruel, and definitely, none can live without being independent and self-relying but definitely, sometimes help and empowerment from other people are needed. This is 100% true. No one can live alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But facing the same problem for every day? WTF? Whats with it? Can't stand up on your own feet and walk your own way? Fine. But still, why continue to mess up with people's life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a short post to express how irritated am I to you. If you know who you are. And stop going around sulking for the things which you decide and not others. You choose your path, you deal with it.  Stop messing up people's life because of your problems, or perhaps. Motives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I do not want to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But it is you that do not want my help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Really do not know what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1901940862809596533?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1901940862809596533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1901940862809596533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1901940862809596533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1901940862809596533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/independency.html' title='Independency'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-17737710666725329</id><published>2010-01-13T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:09:36.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back! After missing for quite some time. Well, to be frank, I'm really freaky busy these days with so many assignments due on the same date, week and a bunch of presentations after that. But well, I guess it ended and there's only one thing left now which is my finals. Hopefully, I'll be able to maintain my 4.0 CGPA .. Although I don't think its possible now. Hahah, judging from some of my coursework marks, I think I screwed my coursework. Lemme try to remember my mid term marks I got this sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Webpage design: 38/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Marketing: 27/30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Management: 39/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sociology: ??/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Business: ??/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mass Comm: 42/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had a slight decrease especially in my webpage and mass comm. Urrgh. Well, pray hard for the assignments and reports marks, releasing next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Things that happened these days? Well, birthday celebrations I supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Zhi Yong's aka Monkey's bird day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-PICTURE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yi Xiang's bird day and Suzanne's uh, birthday (can't use bird day) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-PICTURE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't see picture?&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't blame me, blame my housemates&lt;br /&gt;Stealing all my line until I can't upload a simple 68kb photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-17737710666725329?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/17737710666725329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=17737710666725329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/17737710666725329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/17737710666725329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8936711199128535031</id><published>2010-01-02T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:29:20.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. I bet most of you would be so happy that you were out the whole night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, New Year wasn't happy but instead sorrowful. Should I call it Sorrowful New Year instead? I still remember, 31st December 2009 was a rather happy day initially and that was the day I came back to Ipoh too. Everything was going on smoothly and everyone was happy. I was happy, my family was happy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; were happy too until the phone call came. The moment you told me about that, I'd know that this would be a very terrible new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it turned out as expected. Since that message is being sent to me, you don't reply my messages no more up till 010110 came by. But still, it was a message filled with sadness, sorrow and pain. Knowing the source of the problem, I decided to take a move to solve the problem. Instead, I got blamed for causing the problem to worsen. Sometimes I do not understand the logic of it anymore. I really do not know the logic behind your actions. Everything happens because of a "he" and because of the "he", we've been having so much problems lately. I really do not know where do you belong anymore. Are u owing him so much that you have to submit your happiness to him? And yeah, you're gonna be like going after me after u read this message again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am tired, I want to end everything right on this particular New Year. To be frank, I've thought of it for a lot of time and a very long time each time. I tried to resist, knowing that it's hard for you too. But how am I to resist if the same incident happens everyday? Alright, I think I've ranted enough. Back to the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I practically gave up on everything. Despite everything, I still think that I am the one sticking out of nowhere and forcefully push myself into this particular picture. If I was not in the picture, the pain wouldn't be inflicted on you. You would be having a significantly happy life. Not the life in which you've faced for Christmas, and now the New Year. I definitely don't want you to face it again during Chinese New Year. No, not anymore. If there's anyone who should be facing this, it would be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, this actually happened a lot of time and it seems that it's so repetitive that no one even bothers to care about it anymore. But then, I blame myself for being not persistent enough and return back to square one at the end of the day. Sincerely speaking, I really hope'd that I can actually be with you. That is my sincere wish and want. But I think that it's his need. With that, I guess giving up would be a good decision. He would be happier, you wouldn't be pressurized by him and end up feeling bad the whole day anymore. As for myself, well. Perhaps I should be facing this since I'm the one sticking out of nowhere at the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I do wonder, if he didn't exist. Things would be much easier and problems wouldn't be happening so much these days. Sighs, if there are so many "if" in the world, I wouldn't have to be facing so much now. Starting this relationship "game" is a mistake. Everything since semester 1 was a big mistake. I'm sorry. I've never been this daring to do this especially in this blog before but I think I would be doing it now. Wouldn't have the chance to do it anymore I guess. I love you, Low Kar Kheng. I know that things are impossible at this stage anymore but everything I said to you, did for you are from the deepest ocean inside my heart. I can't bear to see you being hurt again. I'm sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P/s :- Whoever that reads this, please don't talk about this matter ever when u see me, I do not want to hear about it, ever. My blog's content, keep it to the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8936711199128535031?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8936711199128535031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8936711199128535031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8936711199128535031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8936711199128535031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2010/01/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1887320700021575615</id><published>2009-12-01T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:24:41.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realized something after so long being in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not fit to be loved, nor to even love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't understand? Nevermind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've said enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1887320700021575615?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1887320700021575615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1887320700021575615&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1887320700021575615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1887320700021575615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/12/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1741630215190150593</id><published>2009-11-25T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:00:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lost my light, my dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are phrases in games in which I think is very inspirational and I can remember 2 phrases which was actually in my mind all along. Think I'm gonna share with my readers (If there are any) today about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/0/5317/379822-img163_super.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still searching for the light? Well,&lt;i&gt; don't lose sight of it&lt;/i&gt; - Auron - Kingdom Hearts II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.finalfantasyunion.com/cprofiles/img/angeal-hewley.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 348px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most important thing is to &lt;i&gt;embrace your dreams&lt;/i&gt; - Angeal - FFVII :Crisis Core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm here without any light and dreams right now. Somehow, I tend to lose hold of whatever I had for the whole Sem-1. The pressure is too much and I seriously felt that I can't handle it anymore. Sometimes, I just feel like giving up once and for all but knowing of the things I've done and the people who put their hopes up for me. I simply can't just do so. But, I can't find the reason anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone sees me as someone 'special' in whatever I do now. I don't like it&lt;br /&gt;I used to take my education in a very fun way. Now, it evolved into a burden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really want to go back to the old me. Whereby I can actually be the same as last time. There are people who actually told me not to think so much as I'm just thinking too much for the past 1-2 months. I've tried, and I think I failed in it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Searching for the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1741630215190150593?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1741630215190150593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1741630215190150593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1741630215190150593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1741630215190150593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-lost-my-light-my-dream.html' title='I&apos;ve lost my light, my dream.'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7227392945879117961</id><published>2009-11-15T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:25:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is caring, NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sharing and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A phrase that everyone loves to say especially when they want to get something from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe I don't need to explain much about it since most of you would've known about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I believe that sometimes, this phrase is overused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simply because somethings can't be shared and should NOT be shared between two users&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's always best to get things cleared sometimes but I do not know why it is so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sighs, I dont even know what am I typing now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps one day, things would be made clear and thus I can actually sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't bear it trying to sleep every night but ended up thinking what is happening on the other side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What am I to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I seriously don't know what am I heading towards anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Things I thought I can handle ended up the opposite way I wanted&lt;br /&gt;Getting more and more aggressive and hot headed these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Please, help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7227392945879117961?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7227392945879117961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7227392945879117961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7227392945879117961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7227392945879117961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-is-caring-not.html' title='Sharing is caring, NOT'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3269212161701294554</id><published>2009-11-15T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:30:10.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learnt a new word today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;It's very simple.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to look at me and you'll see this word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something in which I want to change but I don't think it'll ever change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a post to release my weird thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts in which I can never control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3269212161701294554?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3543755067700230368</id><published>2009-11-12T11:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:37:26.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of Lamerz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the story of a 3 lamers who went to Kampar to visit another 4 lamers. Shall we see what's happening in this lame adventure? Anyway, the &lt;u&gt;credits are to Mr. Lamey&lt;/u&gt;. Lets enjoice the story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday, a trip was organized by lameey to kampar ..&lt;br /&gt;Together, Lamey brough Lame fat and Lame lai together with him.&lt;br /&gt;Lame sleeper came n meet us outside when we arrived,&lt;br /&gt;Together we went to lame thin's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At lame thin's house,&lt;br /&gt;Lame sleeper wanted to scare him and ask Lamey, Lame fat and Lame lai hide under the starirs&lt;br /&gt;But the 3 of them =.= at Lame sleeper&lt;br /&gt;Lame lai started to say WoW when he say lame thin's toilet&lt;br /&gt;Then lame fat sat at lame thin's jacket&lt;br /&gt;Lame thin went O.O&lt;br /&gt;Lamey tried to get some food&lt;br /&gt;And lame thin also went =.=&lt;br /&gt;Lame sleeper always hit lame fat chest&lt;br /&gt;After 1~2 hours of chat at lame thin's room&lt;br /&gt;Then lame lai suddenly talk bout hair leg&lt;br /&gt;Lame fat start &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;showing off his leg&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame sleeper then go &lt;strong&gt;ENOUGH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As the lamers are going back&lt;br /&gt;Lamey notice there r 7 bicycle 2 motorbike and 1 car&lt;br /&gt;Lamey also noticed there is a very mini bbq by the house&lt;br /&gt;Lamey noticed that all the houses r the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lame sleeper decided to show off his room&lt;br /&gt;So.. he asked us to go to his place&lt;br /&gt;Lamey entered his room&lt;br /&gt;And started to play the most famous game in the world..&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At lame sleeper's room&lt;br /&gt;He had a fishing rod&lt;br /&gt;Lame Lai was wandering wat he do with that coz there is no place to go fishing&lt;br /&gt;So we assume that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;lame sleeper try to use that fishing rod to hook women&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame fat then show us a dumb choir at youtube&lt;br /&gt;Lts related to a complain&lt;br /&gt;Lamey came just to meet lame thin n lame sleeper&lt;br /&gt;But lame bone was there&lt;br /&gt;So 3 of them came with us&lt;br /&gt;To eat at some chinese restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance, lamey realise the entrance to the place is retarded&lt;br /&gt;With small place to enter&lt;br /&gt;There come great mind&lt;br /&gt;Where lamey &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;starts to enter with his "pro" skill of driving&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally they reached,&lt;br /&gt;The 6 lamer sat down&lt;br /&gt;And slowly order food&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;br /&gt;Food came&lt;br /&gt;And all the lamers started to eating&lt;br /&gt;After finish eating&lt;br /&gt;The lamers start to pay bill&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;lame fat dunno how to count&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tat&lt;br /&gt;Lame thin took the rm5 and split with lame bone&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;br /&gt;Lamey wanted to buy kacang&lt;br /&gt;So he took at rm4 to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;But&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame sleeper n Lame thin share RM10 and bought so bloody 3 big packets&lt;br /&gt;Then all the lamers entered lamey's car&lt;br /&gt;Lamey drop them back to their prison&lt;br /&gt;Lame thin's prison first&lt;br /&gt;Then lame bone's&lt;br /&gt;Finally lame sleeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lame hao cannot attend the reunion that day -Sadz-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3543755067700230368?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3543755067700230368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3543755067700230368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3543755067700230368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3543755067700230368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/adventures-of-lamerz.html' title='Adventures of Lamerz'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2734395960905237679</id><published>2009-11-11T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:11:11.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day after day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time pass away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I just can't get you off my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody knows ...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; I hide it inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep on searching but I can't find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The courage to show ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To letting you know ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never felt so much love before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And once again I'm thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking the easy way out ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if I let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;What my life would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Holding you close to m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will I ever see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You smiling back at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How will I know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I let you go ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Night after night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear myself sayin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't this feeling just fade away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;There's no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;You speak to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;It's such a shame we're worlds apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm too shuy to ask &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm too proud to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But sooner or later I gotta choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And once again I'm thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking the easy way out ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again I'm thinking about ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking the easy way out ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2734395960905237679?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2734395960905237679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2734395960905237679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2734395960905237679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2734395960905237679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-after-day-time-pass-away-and-i-just.html' title='Feel?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6837649851484339293</id><published>2009-11-11T00:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:29:36.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Each day ends with memories&lt;br /&gt;Memories in which people remember&lt;br /&gt;But during this rainy night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Nothing, I plan to remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But the past, I shall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;1st June 2009&lt;br /&gt;The start of something new&lt;br /&gt;In UTAR, Kampar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Monday was the day,&lt;br /&gt;10.00am was the time&lt;br /&gt;Here, I'd actually met you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And thus starts my story&lt;br /&gt;Joy and sorrow alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Day by day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;classes by classes.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get to know you&lt;br /&gt;Was it by chance or by fate?&lt;br /&gt;You were in my assignment group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;There, I thought there was hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Up till the moment of truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Cruel facts are discovered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I was just too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Sad was I, indeed&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment enveloped all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;There was no light to be seen&lt;br /&gt;But it was then, I've decided to create&lt;br /&gt;The ray of light of my own&lt;br /&gt;I call that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOPE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It was hope that endured all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It was hope that kept me going&lt;br /&gt;It was hope that brought joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It was hope that gave me a path&lt;br /&gt;But it was hope that gave great disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Time passes by&lt;br /&gt;We got closer to each other&lt;br /&gt;And thats the maximum point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can't hold onto my feelings any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In the end, I confessed everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;It turned out not as bad&lt;br /&gt;It was a two-way relationship&lt;br /&gt;The ray of light I once had tend to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;it was the ray of warning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Warning of pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Warning of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Warning of sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Warning of suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ignoring the warning was my decision&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the consequences was for me to bear&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happened all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6837649851484339293?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6837649851484339293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6837649851484339293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6837649851484339293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6837649851484339293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-of-nothing.html' title='Out of nothing'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8949995634423538505</id><published>2009-11-10T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:56:57.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder if it's actually true? Frankly, I disagree with this. I believe I failed in this and I'll only believe in things in which I can see. Thus I conclude, this phrase is a scam. Do not believe in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;Just a short post to digest myself from everything today&lt;br /&gt;Am I emo you're asking? Well, &lt;b&gt;yeah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:9px;"&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be a long long day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8949995634423538505?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8949995634423538505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8949995634423538505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8949995634423538505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8949995634423538505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-not-by-finding-perfect-person.html' title='Zzzzzz'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-7746766319960982492</id><published>2009-11-09T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:15:36.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of boredom</title><content type='html'>Hiya all,&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm just too bored now and I have an internet line, I think I'm just gonna update this blog a little. Currently listening to the song "October" and well, I think it suits my current feeling and situation at this moment of time. To be frank, I do not know what I want to type when i started to get into this blog but well, urrh. It doesn't matter. I just need to find some things to do to make myself busy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I need to wake up. I can't indulge myself into this slumber anymore. Sad to say, I failed in this because I got sick yesterday and up till today, I can't get my mechanism in my body to function well enough to wake up (I almost skipped todays lecture/tutorials) xD. So much for the 4.0 =.= Giving me the stress out of nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a brighter note, Chee cheng is coming to meet up with the Kampar gang on wednesday!! Well, it SHOULD be something to be happy about isnt it? Just hope I don't get some last-minute-oh-my-gosh-assignment-group-discussion or I'm gonna piss them off. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; On the other hand, I believe that I can finally rest my case, with an open heart. I think this is the end of my story, playing this particular role which I want to play but lack the capabilities to do so. And, if you think this post is emo, do look at the older post. This is actually an emotionless post. Which I dont even know whether I should be happy or sad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt; -Signing off-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P/s :- If you realised, I didn't really post pictures in my blog anymore. Well, mainly it's because my camera phone have a 1.3mp camera. Which means, there's no point taking lame pictures with ugly resolution. Wait till I get a camera or a new phone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-7746766319960982492?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/7746766319960982492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=7746766319960982492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7746766319960982492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/7746766319960982492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-of-boredom.html' title='Out of boredom'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-2411203226344400369</id><published>2009-11-06T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:48:40.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd-Week</title><content type='html'>It's been my 3rd week being in my second trimester here in Kampar and well things are actually almost the same. The only difference is that my PC went turtling and my line is as usual, slower than anyone would have expected. Anyway, nothing much to post actually but I think I just have to post to keep this blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things that I'd actually did for the past 3 weeks:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went for lectures and tutorial as usual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Paid my fees, a whole sum of Rm xxxx.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joined the boardgames club in UTAR (proud?).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met some cute and pretty chicks (LoL).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I became stronger, physically and emotionally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just gotta keep pushing myself to the limits. I'm having a test in 2 weeks time and well, some lecturers are better known as photostating machine or a radio but well, lets give them time and see if there's any changes. Future things which would take place??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrew and Kelly's wedding!! Gosh I'm gonna miss this. Tomorrow :( Congrats anyway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Management test (Week 5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marketing test (Week 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing for business test (Week 6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhhh, appreciate the time u have. You'll never know when would it be taken away from you. For some particular person, hope you're alright after tonight and continue to live life to the fullest!! Perhaps I'll end this post just like that. Not in the mood and I'm afraid that my line would go "buh-bai" again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nothing to hope for but just that you're happy&lt;br /&gt;If you are happy indeed, I'm satisfied!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-2411203226344400369?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/2411203226344400369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=2411203226344400369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2411203226344400369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/2411203226344400369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-week.html' title='3rd-Week'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-8041691484167962568</id><published>2009-10-27T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:39:36.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being ordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, I just wished to be ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Being all the same with the people around me&lt;br /&gt;I ponder and ponder many times&lt;br /&gt;Why I'd be the outstanding one?&lt;br /&gt;It caused rather more harm than good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-8041691484167962568?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/8041691484167962568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=8041691484167962568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8041691484167962568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/8041691484167962568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-ordinary.html' title='Being ordinary'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1829273627007346518</id><published>2009-10-22T23:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:12:20.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampar! I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat sejahtera saya ucapkan kepada pembaca-pembaca blog saya yang setia ini =) Selepas kian lama menghilangkan diri di dalam blogger.com sejak seminggu yang lepas, aku amat gembira dan bangga untuk memberitahu anda semua bahawa saya telahpun kembali kepada dunia blogging ini. Aku amatlah merindui masa yang saya guna untuk blog tapi sejak seminggu yang lalu, aku amat sibuk apabila aku pulang ke Kampar bukanlah dengan P &amp;amp; P  tetapi dengan mengayuh basikal dan tidur macam babi di rumah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greetings to my fellow loyal and supportive blog reader =). After being missing for about a week, I'm glad and is proud to say that I'm back to the blogging world. Had really been missing in blogging but I was extremely busy when I get my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self back to Kampar but it wasn't because of my academics but it's basically with cycling, feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ing on food and also dozing off aka sleeping like pigs in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I tried my best to practice the 1Malaysia thing by writing in Bahasa. It seems that my Malay is getting bad and bad because I seemed to forget every single word. Even the word "busy" took me 30 seconds of recall. Sighs, but nevermind! It's a great start I must say. For the 'international' readers (which I believe there are none of them), in case you don't understand Malay, you can read the English subtitle in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuB-wOgdJwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EOBCzLv4jdA/s1600-h/Sem2_Timetable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuB-wOgdJwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EOBCzLv4jdA/s320/Sem2_Timetable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395451720582899458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, allow me to continue writing in English since I think I can write better and express my gratitude and feelings better in English. Well, I've actually finished week 1 of my second semester in the foundation course already. If you are wondering what's my timetable because you want to clash into my class on purpose or just to stalk me, here's my time table =). Uh, well the timetable is actually on top and not on the bottom. So, start scrolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's been ups and downs during this week and well, I do believe things happen for a reason and I'm glad that things turned out okay in the end too. To cut things short, there's but ONE thing for me to remember and cherish throughout the week. Not exactly a week but on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;20th October 2009&lt;/span&gt;. What day is that? Well, I think it's my birthday. Wasn't actually expecting much this year but things turned out great! Some of my ex-classmates actually did a birthday celebration for me. Was seriously shocked and happy (most of the time shy) at that time so I didn't talk much but I really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; appreciate it. I'll let the picture do the talking from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9dzzGOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KJ_sORfKj6Y/s1600-h/tn_CIMG0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9dzzGOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KJ_sORfKj6Y/s320/tn_CIMG0656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395454147052116194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seems that I can celebrate Deepavali at the same time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9q2ARZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ediCQG6-sCQ/s1600-h/tn_CIMG0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9q2ARZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ediCQG6-sCQ/s320/tn_CIMG0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395454150551029138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake cutting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9yctS3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LUS9nQqclNM/s1600-h/tn_CIMG0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA9yctS3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/LUS9nQqclNM/s320/tn_CIMG0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395454152592411506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had some make-up by Gwee =) Did I mention it's free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA-GPKVLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N6hcRK7qaQE/s1600-h/tn_CIMG0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuCA-GPKVLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N6hcRK7qaQE/s320/tn_CIMG0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395454157904303282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zombie style, most of the girls don't want to be in the photo. Shy-nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, thanks for the Tb-6-ers who came and spend your time although you people are having like 8am class the next day! Thanks!! And also, thanks to the SMS-es, Facebook messages and wall writing even from someone whom I never expect it to come from. Thanks ya all!! I'll try to list them down,  but hopefully I dont miss anyone. If I do, sorry =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cai Jun&lt;br /&gt;Saki&lt;br /&gt;Simon&lt;br /&gt;Ting Yuan&lt;br /&gt;Yen Yen&lt;br /&gt;Zaki&lt;br /&gt;Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Zian Sing&lt;br /&gt;Victor Chu&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louis chong&lt;/span&gt; (my "happy partner")&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Chin&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Kee&lt;br /&gt;Philemon&lt;br /&gt;Amin Haikal&lt;br /&gt;Siew Wei&lt;br /&gt;Mei Kuan&lt;br /&gt;Nakhieeran&lt;br /&gt;Daphne&lt;br /&gt;Tjun Kong&lt;br /&gt;Ibtihal&lt;br /&gt;Allan Hoo&lt;br /&gt;Lai May&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Wong&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Tong&lt;br /&gt;Joan&lt;br /&gt;Dandy&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;Shiau Suang&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Chan&lt;br /&gt;Andy&lt;br /&gt;Sambruce&lt;br /&gt;June Ling&lt;br /&gt;Thing Yin&lt;br /&gt;Deric&lt;br /&gt;Wai Keong&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Chen&lt;br /&gt;Joe Wai&lt;br /&gt;Yuk Jing&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;br /&gt;Kok weng&lt;br /&gt;Erlina&lt;br /&gt;Hoe Yin&lt;br /&gt;Seng Hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;家慧&lt;/span&gt; (don't know ur English name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seresuchie Kanderakaru Gurikupumod&lt;/span&gt; (this is even weird)&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ken&lt;br /&gt;Pei Vern&lt;br /&gt;Yan Hoe&lt;br /&gt;Jenson&lt;br /&gt;Keh Guan&lt;br /&gt;Kee Keat&lt;br /&gt;Eemir&lt;br /&gt;Yit Guan&lt;br /&gt;Sai Kit&lt;br /&gt;Syed Roshan&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Halim&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Oo&lt;br /&gt;Joel Ho&lt;br /&gt;Lu Yau&lt;br /&gt;Hon Kit&lt;br /&gt;Adwin Chow&lt;br /&gt;Edward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Devagi!!&lt;/span&gt; (My Accounting Lecturer/Tutor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phone Sms-es&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace&lt;br /&gt;Wei Yee&lt;br /&gt;Tihn Chern&lt;br /&gt;Chee Fei&lt;br /&gt;Suet yin&lt;br /&gt;Wei Hao&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;Ee Yen&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Kar Kheng&lt;br /&gt;Shing Yih&lt;br /&gt;Henrina&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, perhaps that's the list. There is actually some people in particular that I want to thank but I think it's not really the right place. Whoever you are, I believe you know who you are. Thanks for everything you had given to me all along. I'm really very glad with it. Thanks!! What's my birthday wish? Well, I'm not telling but continue guessing. You may strike a jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now. The next time I'm blogging, I'm going to blog about, some random stuffs perhaps. Not really free these days due to my Pig-ism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s :- I love all of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; understand what I mean. I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1829273627007346518?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1829273627007346518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1829273627007346518&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1829273627007346518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1829273627007346518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/10/kampar-im-back.html' title='Kampar! I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SuB-wOgdJwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EOBCzLv4jdA/s72-c/Sem2_Timetable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-3150509341688395843</id><published>2009-10-12T08:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:28:46.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attire changed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, if you have normal eye sight like mine, you would realize that my blog changed it's attire since last night. Well, I kinda woke up too early in the morning with nothing to do, so I ended up looking around the net for some templates and well, I think I found a template of my favour. Therefore, I ended up spending the whole morning working on this template and this is the result of it. In case you still can't see whats different in my template, I'm posting it right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/StJ3C5WhaoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/giCLMcpDjGo/s1600-h/Template_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/StJ3C5WhaoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/giCLMcpDjGo/s320/Template_new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391502595554634370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I changed my blog template and it had evolved from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohsoblue &lt;/span&gt;template to the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ohsoblack&lt;/span&gt; template as you can see as you are reading this post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duh!&lt;/span&gt; Well, up to now, I'm satisfied with the outcome as I do not have much hazzle compared to the past time especially in retrieving information and linking blogs again and again but if I do miss you out in the blogroll, do post it up in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comment section&lt;/span&gt;. Not chatbox =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can't seem to put the CSS code for borders for pictures as you can see in this post. Any good samaritan willing to help me out and insert the dumb border?? Had been trying for the past 30 mins and I can't find the correct position to put the code. Arrghh!! Well, will keep my readers updated in the future but not now because I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I'm lazy. What do you expect? I'm in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEM BREAK&lt;/span&gt; now so it's normal to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-3150509341688395843?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/3150509341688395843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=3150509341688395843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3150509341688395843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/3150509341688395843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/10/attire-changed.html' title='Attire changed!'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04436785925037206598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/SeIAwoXxUCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wi8krNSK324/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Z0i34lKsIg/StJ3C5WhaoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/giCLMcpDjGo/s72-c/Template_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4402583761491492958</id><published>2009-10-09T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:10:39.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem 1 accomplished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, as stated in the title above. My sem 1 in my foundation course in UTAR is officially completed with the release of the results for the final examinations. What my results are? Well, I'm satisfied with it and I need not to expose it to anyone so you're not gonna know it. *evil laughs*. If you beg me good enough them maybe I'm gonna tell you but I doubt it'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sinkers.org/posters/missionaccomplished/missionaccomplished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 471px;" src="http://www.sinkers.org/posters/missionaccomplished/missionaccomplished.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still remember my old post about some lame equations which goes like this&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard + work smart + luck = Success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that its true as it's proven by me now. Mwahahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a rather short post to fill in the blanks as I wait for someone to online although my eyes aren't feeling good now. Rubbed it too much I guess, typical red and watery eyes of mine would never be cured. Sighs. Oh yeah, I'm taking my undang test &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;after delaying it for like 1 year? Hahaha, lets see how it goes bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4402583761491492958?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4402583761491492958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4402583761491492958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4402583761491492958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4402583761491492958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/10/sem-1-accomplished.html' title='Sem 1 accomplished.'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1645780458568913029</id><published>2009-10-06T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T02:52:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head or Heart??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'd been more than one week since my holidays after completing sem 1 of my foundation course in UTAR. Since it's a holiday, usually I'll just use up all the time I have in games of Dota, whatever it is, you name it and I'll be playing that game. Ironically, things doesn't go this way this time. I simply spent my time sleeping and lazing around because gaming ain't my passion anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to go out and hangout with people and friends I have&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to get out of my house and start doing things I'd never do&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to spend my time on more realistic things and not virtual things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the things I actually wanted to do, I did none of them. Frankly, none of them, had I accomplished and did. The reason why? Well, I do not know of the reason causing things like this to happen. I do not know what is actually happening because there are a lot of things that my heart tells me to do, yet I didn't because my head tells me not to do. What do I actually want now? Should I follow my heart? or follow my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always question myself why do I actually think so much before something is actually being done at all. Is there a need of an answer or the effect before an action is being carried out? Or sometimes reasons ain't important at all? I'm confused. Why am I always in the "different, unique or weird" category of people and not of the majority?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote that came into my mind when I was pondering upon many things just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can tell a child that the fire is hot and it'll burn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but if the child don't touch fire himself/herself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the child would never understand the meaning of 'hot' forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1645780458568913029?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1645780458568913029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1645780458568913029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1645780458568913029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1645780458568913029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/10/head-or-heart.html' title='Head or Heart??'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4820042099078248403</id><published>2009-09-26T01:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:14:37.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Ipoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, after many weeks of studying and the 6 exams paper being completed since the past 2 weeks. I'm glad to say that I'm finally back in Ipoh for my semester break. Didn't actually count the days of how long I'll be back here in Ipoh but I'll most probably be here up till the 18th since my next sem starts at the 19th October. Which is, 1 day before my birthday. Great, seems that I'm celebrating my birthday in Kampar (not that I usually celebrate it in Ipoh either way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so what am I up to since 2 days ago?&lt;br /&gt;Well, due to the fact that my internet connection in Kampar is SO slow, of course, the first thing to do is to download everything I can and I want and this includes lots of songs, lots of videos and lots and lots of games. Oh yeah, did anyone tell you that I actually 'bought' myself a birthday present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ripten.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/new-psp-3000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 311px;" src="http://www.ripten.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/new-psp-3000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If not, well, I bought a PSP-3002 just few days back&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that explains why am I downloading so much *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;I think you get what I mean anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's all for now, can't type much since what I do everyday is download, eat and sleep. I'm replaying Kingdom Hearts II also since Kingdom Hearts 358/2 is coming out followed by the one in the PSP. I'm gonna go ahead and finish all this when it comes out. At the meantime, let me finish Kingdom Hearts II again first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.videogamesblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/kingdom-hearts-358-2-days-ds-boxart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.videogamesblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/kingdom-hearts-358-2-days-ds-boxart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kingdom Hearts 358/2 days - Roxas' story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now, I'll continue to update this in the near future when there's anything worth remembering or perhaps when Aliens start attacking planet earth. That would be when you can be sure of a post in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Been days since we've parted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd missed every single moment we spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The joy, sorrow, pain and enjoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what kept me moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll remember it forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just want to let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;3 U&lt;/style="font-style:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s :- I'm still not used to use the PC in the living room. When I'm blogging, I felt like being watched and I certainly don't like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4820042099078248403?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4820042099078248403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4820042099078248403&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4820042099078248403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4820042099078248403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-ipoh.html' title='Back in Ipoh'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-6266619602750111022</id><published>2009-09-21T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:20:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your's or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot these days on the recent happenings around. Perhaps I've been thinking too much or maybe I just enjoy thinking far beyond what I should actually think of. Sometimes I do wonder whether the principals which I held on all these years are correct, or wrong. Rather, I'm quite clear in some of the "realities" which are happening in the current world now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you ever gave your everything in something you want the most and end up getting none? All these while, I have the belief that nothing is impossible and as long as you do not give up, things would eventually fall into place if there's an effort being laid. But well, now I know whats the gospel truth behind that. It can be explained with only one phrase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If it's meant to be yours, it'll be yours eventually no matter wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;t happens.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't, sad to say that it'll never be yours no matter what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been taught this phrase the very harsh way. Harsh up till the extent of me not even able to stand up on my own feet once again but well, I think I've stood up now so everything is actually history. Life is like that sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chinhuatw.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/devil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 272px;" src="http://chinhuatw.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/devil.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps another phrase of mine would go like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The good will always be the one left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The evil and cunning continues to move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the truth or not?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do not know but it seems to be true to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-6266619602750111022?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/6266619602750111022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=6266619602750111022&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6266619602750111022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/6266619602750111022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/yours-or-not.html' title='Your&apos;s or not?'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4563072458588541616</id><published>2009-09-21T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:25:40.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big apologies to my crazy post yesterday, wasn't in a good form I guess. Anyhow, everything had calmed down I guess and well, I can't say that I've recovered totally and is able to continue on without problem. Sometimes, things just can't be healed like this. It's just gonna be a scar in my life from now on. Sometimes, life is just unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that you dislike and hate would come into your life one by one&lt;br /&gt;Things in which u want and hope it'll come true, will never appear in your life at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's the cruel fact of this world&lt;br /&gt;To those who are wondering what am I talking about, (I know you people are blur). Yes, I'm facing this problem known as the BGR. If you understand it, then you'll probably understand. If not, well go google around. Sometimes, you just have to put in some effort to find out things.&lt;br /&gt;One single fact which I'm very sure is this,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up this easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to continue moving on&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I need not to explain this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I've my reasons and it's very clear for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's tough,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should had gone back to the past and enjoy my kids' life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Srb_7dMD7oI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1E6LXWvJgHM/s1600-h/Photo+0906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Srb_7dMD7oI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1E6LXWvJgHM/s320/Photo+0906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383771801480588930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;The final paper for this trimester is this Wednesday(23/9/09)&lt;br /&gt;After that, I'm getting out of this place for good&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I need a break too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4563072458588541616?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4563072458588541616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4563072458588541616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4563072458588541616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4563072458588541616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-okay.html' title='I&apos;m okay'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Srb_7dMD7oI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1E6LXWvJgHM/s72-c/Photo+0906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-1061270755890882672</id><published>2009-09-20T06:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T06:50:28.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes representing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's now 6.35am and the clock is still ticking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging now but it's not because I woke up too early,&lt;br /&gt;it's just that I didn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know whether I should be happy or not from these circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Being awakened from a dream I don't want to be awakened from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, at this moment of time, I simply have no one to refer to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have you to look and refer to when there are problems and ordeals&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that it won't work in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who do you turn to when the only person                          who can stop you from crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                         is the one who is making you cry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know whether I should be happy because I've met you or not.&lt;br /&gt;For you really brought joy into my life, yet the worst sorrow I've ever faced.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do wonder, should I be happy or sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Should I smile because you're              my friend, or cry because that's all you'll be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;You told me in many ways that you loved me.&lt;br /&gt;I believed in it and I never doubted it.&lt;br /&gt;But, what's the use of it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"So you love me, but you just              don't want me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;Comparing with loads of people we've saw, everyone says that we match up well&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I've got to known you too late.&lt;br /&gt;IF everything were to be earlier,&lt;br /&gt;would the situation be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We are the perfect couple, we're just not in the perfect                        situation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-CA" style="color:black;"&gt;Just some quotes of sadness for those who share the same sorrow with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have one more paper for my final examinations,&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck in pursuing my target&lt;br /&gt;Till then, good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color:black;"  lang="EN-CA"&gt;"If I had never met you.&lt;br /&gt;        I wouldn't like you.&lt;br /&gt;        If I had never liked              you,&lt;br /&gt;        I would have never loved you.&lt;br /&gt;        If I had never loved you,&lt;br /&gt;        I'd never miss you.&lt;br /&gt;        But&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I did, I do, and I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-1061270755890882672?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/1061270755890882672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=1061270755890882672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1061270755890882672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/1061270755890882672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/quotes-representing-me.html' title='Quotes representing me'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-9143274566866419657</id><published>2009-09-10T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:43:48.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Had been wanting to update this blog these few days but I end up slacking off and falling asleep in the end. Anyway, I would be having my final exams from tomorrow onwards up to 23th of this month and then well, I'll be back in Ipoh! Hope to get hooked on with my friends in Ipoh when I get back and at the same time feeling sad because I won't be in the same class with most of my old Tb-6 classmates anymore&lt;s&gt; due to the screwed up system of UTAR&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6HUu7OVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/UtQ1gUiilYs/s1600-h/GoldenSand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6HUu7OVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/UtQ1gUiilYs/s320/GoldenSand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543283648903506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Golden Sand with most of the Tb6-er and well, it might be the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6IcAt7aI/AAAAAAAAAvs/OeNOKVm1uXU/s1600-h/GoldenSand1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6IcAt7aI/AAAAAAAAAvs/OeNOKVm1uXU/s320/GoldenSand1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543302782447010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally obtained all of my coursework marks.&lt;br /&gt;Not very satisfied with it but well, it'll do well I guess and hopefully &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Speaking&lt;/span&gt; - 42.1&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass Comm&lt;/span&gt; - 34.1&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt; - 32.3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;/span&gt; - 35.95&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt; - 33.2&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English &lt;/span&gt;- 40.25&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Conclusion of the coursework marks?&lt;br /&gt;Well, to get A for all subjects, I need to score at least 80/100 for the final exam&lt;br /&gt;Can't say that I'm ready for the exam but I think I've did my part&lt;br /&gt;Just hope and pray that everything goes on well!&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I'll go nuts and start jumping off from the second floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6H77rmmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/yTFZ0UqBpFU/s1600-h/GoldenSand3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6H77rmmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/yTFZ0UqBpFU/s320/GoldenSand3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543294171388514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To dream, to endure and to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping for changes to take place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't imagine any possibilities ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be right here waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I believe it's worth trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-9143274566866419657?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/9143274566866419657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=9143274566866419657&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9143274566866419657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/9143274566866419657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/exams-ahead.html' title='Exams ahead!'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sqf6HUu7OVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/UtQ1gUiilYs/s72-c/GoldenSand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-657167608416914245</id><published>2009-09-02T08:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:58:47.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been quite some time since I last updated and now I'm back with a dedication post for someone's birthday which obviously, falls today (2nd September 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Who's that you're asking?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sp3DfrV5sCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Hn7pBE-SmbU/s1600-h/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sp3DfrV5sCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Hn7pBE-SmbU/s320/img004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376668479128186914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mummy's birthday!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much to write but I would like to dedicate this post to you.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I know that being some 'annoying' kid in this family, I've caused a lot of problem&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so patient in bringing me up until this stage. (I know its not easy)&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm away, perhaps it's time for me to carry on moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything you've done for me!!&lt;br /&gt;I love ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:- Don't kill me cuz I've uploaded this picture coz I just realised that I do not have much pictures of you and me together. Sighs, really need to take some soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-657167608416914245?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/657167608416914245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=657167608416914245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/657167608416914245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/657167608416914245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/Sp3DfrV5sCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Hn7pBE-SmbU/s72-c/img004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-4842968038110573008</id><published>2009-08-26T01:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T02:12:34.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm before the storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's been a while (perhaps just a little while) since my last post and I'm glad to say that I'm still alive and happy here in Kampar. Currently undergoing my 13th week out of 14 week of studies and lecture and well, we are all now preparing for a war. Whats the war called? It's called end term exam. Hahaha. Anyway, to cut the crap, I've finished all assignments and presentation and I'm glad that it's over, for now &lt;s&gt;I'll have a whole load o&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;f crap assignmen&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;ts the next trimester&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Tb-Sixers cam-whoring session after presentations are normal&lt;br /&gt;Lets have a look at the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl1S3FarI/AAAAAAAAAus/q3M2RQzQwqM/s1600-h/Photo+0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl1S3FarI/AAAAAAAAAus/q3M2RQzQwqM/s320/Photo+0365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961852886018738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My group for Computer studies (Xue Ying is missing though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl1_Q1V8I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Vy5d0s88ZPc/s1600-h/Photo+0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl1_Q1V8I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Vy5d0s88ZPc/s320/Photo+0385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961864805177282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackie, Jeffery, Sharon and Hands(Wai Keong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl2SvgILI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Ik4t980z3Nc/s1600-h/Photo+0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl2SvgILI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Ik4t980z3Nc/s320/Photo+0395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961870034084018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some shoes (guess which is mine) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl3J1pI8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/pMkuLgQeEns/s1600-h/Photo+0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl3J1pI8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/pMkuLgQeEns/s320/Photo+0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961884823790530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeffery and S.H.E. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl2ipDb6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/8wBPt5Wb0Hk/s1600-h/Photo+0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl2ipDb6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/8wBPt5Wb0Hk/s320/Photo+0371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373961874302005154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh, I know I'm lame but the camera-MAN is lamer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as the title stated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The calm had begun&lt;br /&gt;Students starts to get indulged in books&lt;br /&gt;People like me starts to get lame and sick&lt;br /&gt;All used to prepare themselves for this day&lt;br /&gt;Final exam day&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm crapping a lot&lt;br /&gt;Seems that blogger doesn't want me anymore here so tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting back everything aside&lt;br /&gt;Patiently waiting for the day to come&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a change in everything&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there would be no regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-4842968038110573008?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/4842968038110573008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=4842968038110573008&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4842968038110573008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/4842968038110573008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/08/calm-before-storm.html' title='Calm before the storm'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SpQl1S3FarI/AAAAAAAAAus/q3M2RQzQwqM/s72-c/Photo+0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-422022875345994928</id><published>2009-08-24T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:33:45.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps this is the word which I should use to express myself now.&lt;br /&gt;I do realise that sometimes, thing meant to be will always meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Opposing it, things aren't meant to be will never meant to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than to continue to pursue this particular 'pain'&lt;br /&gt;Why not stop all this meaningless pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't supposed to happen in the first place&lt;br /&gt;Why did I put this meaningless dream into this particular picture?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this is the only way to solve this problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cruel?&lt;br /&gt;Well, perhaps so. But this is the only way to stop things from happening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Now it's time to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that it had come into this situation&lt;br /&gt;All that I can say is "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the trouble I've caused&lt;br /&gt;It's time to end everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-422022875345994928?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/422022875345994928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=422022875345994928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/422022875345994928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/422022875345994928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/08/letting-go.html' title='Letting go'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8347822584031699193.post-5101328198301918314</id><published>2009-08-24T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:33:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simplicity mainly exist in the mind of the young and also babies&lt;br /&gt;As for us teen and adults, simplicity is something which would never exist in our life&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I do wonder what would happen if everything in this world is so simple that it's either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sinekpartners.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/08/04/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 274px;" src="http://sinekpartners.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/08/04/baby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good would it be if everything on earth would be this simple.&lt;br /&gt;By having this kind of simplicity, one wouldn't have to waste so much time on hopeless questions&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have to think so much either on so many things happening around me&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post this time to allow me to continue thinking&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pondering upon the midnight star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping for the best to reveal far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if it doesn't happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What ought can ever be done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8347822584031699193-5101328198301918314?l=jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/feeds/5101328198301918314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8347822584031699193&amp;postID=5101328198301918314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5101328198301918314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8347822584031699193/posts/default/5101328198301918314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffery-cmk.blogspot.com/2009/08/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Jefferychan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15711202517890533131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kyaZKUUKGWM/SXWgxW-plkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_L0Hc2Bo6ug/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
