tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328075802024-03-08T06:42:04.110+07:00Daylie DoseIts my lil spot where I emancipate the world to you...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-42890894507309909132007-12-14T12:11:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:11.128+07:00<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hmmm....<br />Its been ages since I blogged...<br />I suppose its not really the in thing for me anymore since Facebook invaded!<br />Yeah...<br />The Internet and its wonder...<br />Trust me, should you learn how to blog, download, upload, transfer this to that and whip up some online mondo magic , and don't you even start on msn and chatrooms... You will soon realise that you could be inseperable with the computer...<br />Thats me...<br />Even though I am here in college to "so call" study but I end up siting by the computer blogging and all...<br /><br />Haish...<br />At the end of the day, my trust, land, tort and family law will all go down the drain....<br /><br />As for updates, nothing much la...<br />Caroling in 1 Utama and Pavilion the entire Christmas for a few bucks while I subject myself to public humiliation. Malaysian just can't smile and enjoy us carolling especially when we walk around the mall carolling... I bet some Ah Beng must be thinking we are mad or something...<br /><br />Nevertheless, thats what I will do to sing in public... Gosh<br /><br />But actually, I am pretty excited about the fact that me and sis and probably that lil brother of mine will be going to Disneyland Hong Kong... Again...<br />Yes, I don't mean to brag but all these travelling just makes whoever who has their feet firm on the ground, float to gloat...<br />And yes, you have seen those ads on Disney Channel talking about a sparkling Christmas?<br />Yeah... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Add that to the list... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pretty excited about it... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /> </div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143695438011510226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGwiEZ9Fh0RD0guVqpNKAc8t3sxjBZORAubFraMQkQcCnkAKKBCwHfUliQnY9ebgjzvjZBwhowN5KpS6GYldLlWtY31g5yjaFYSUzLjZmbWaKWAo279OlOADFr6c3QyUjZbnkISw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Hmmm... I suppose I should be singing...<br /><br /><em>I won't be home... For Christmas!</em> </span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-25637945355515060952007-11-09T13:10:00.000+07:002007-11-09T13:29:13.065+07:00A glimpse of me. What about you?</a><br />1) Each player must post these rules first.<br />2) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.<br />3) People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.<br />4) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.<br />5) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.<br /><br />Here are 8 little known facts about me:<br /><br />1. I have straight hair when I was younger but it just in some way grew in some certain extent till it curled up like I have never known it to be...<br /><br />*Fact* Do you know if your hair folicles (ie the lubang that your hair creeps out from) is a round then, you will have straight hair and squared ones produce curly hair... What happened to mine?<br /><br /><br />2. I am a big fan of old people punya music... Yes, Motown, Rock and Roll much more as compared to the ones today ranging from punk to acid rock.<br /><br />3. I own a weird yet enjoyable job... I am a tour leader ie a job to baby sit the tourist from Malaysia to other countries...<br /><br />4. I have a license to drive (not to kill) but I seriously am a bad bad driver. My parents don't even trust me with their cars even though I tried to convince them I copuld drive...<br />Sad....<br /><br />5. I am doing a law degree but secretly, I have a plan to conquer the world with my music. I plan to have a world tour before my retirement to perform in Vegas (since Celine Dion is leaving soon) and I shall be ready to accept some Grammys along with an Oscar or two and yes, throw in an Emmy will ya?<br /><br />6. I love Disneyland... I admit, I am a Disney Whore... But I am an expensive whore... Just to tease, I have been to Hong Kong Disneyland, just 4 times... Lol<br /><br />7. I cannot live without: Handphone, Internet, MP3, Music, TV, Sex (coming soon), Angel, my family and... my bed... Oh, and for the Christian look, I can't live without GOD!!! But I am serious...<br /><br />8. I seriously don't know why I am revealing so much to you... This is totally unnecessary... Ok last but not least, I am coming out of my closet, Yes, I am not gay... Happy?<br /><br />Well, I got tagged by Wilson and now I am needed to tag 8 people.<br /><br />Angelreena<br />Shawn<br />Carrie<br />Jen Ni<br />Tracy<br />Joshua<br />Aimee<br />ChristinaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-69899246624573971602007-10-18T17:46:00.001+07:002007-10-18T17:46:55.241+07:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#dbd7d2;"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><b>Your EQ is 113</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#eceae6"><center><img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;"><br />50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!<br />51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.<br />71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.<br />91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.<br />111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.<br />131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.<br />150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/">What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-36310084453331107222007-10-16T13:48:00.000+07:002007-10-16T13:56:24.548+07:00It was one of those lazy days after a long holiday (and sick by the way) did I slog my butt up to college to so called "study and to prepare for my moots.<br /><br />At approximately 2 pm, I stepped out to the empty computers in attempt to "unwind" myself from all the craziness thats happening in my brain and I stummbled upon the funniest post on the Young KL Singers blog...<br /><br />I am clearly clueless as to who some of these souls are myself but I sure did enjoy looking through the entire list and hopefully there will be more to come in the near future...<br /><br />Tuesday, October 17, 2006<br /><a name="7594252148694868022"></a><br /><a href="http://ykls.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-interesting-facts-compiled-version.html">More interesting facts ! (compiled version)</a><br /><br />1. Chi Hoe and Susanna made a mistake during one of the shows for Beat It! Sing It! and left the audience with a few seconds of silence wondering what was going on with choir members sitting still on stage (with occasional slight head shakes) and the conductors looking frustrated because (as Chi Hoe put it) his magic was not working that day. Chi Hoe was trying to get the choir to stand when we were actually supposed to sit for that song.<br /><br />2. Idzam, Yeow and Chi Hoe (to some extent) are famous for making up lyrics on the spot. Idzam - 'This is the moment, the moment, the moment'...Yeow - miming watermelon' over and over throughout 'At the end of the day' for Through the Barricades... Chi Hoe - In Penang for Musical Treasures singing 'Some Enchanted Evening' substituted lyrics for different verses. Result - 'You can use a stranger...'<br /><br />3. At the beginning of 'Going Home', YKLS saw the least soprano members ever - below ten members with only four Sopranos 1. Thankfully, after the auditions, that number grew.<br /><br />4. In the Through the Barricades production, there were two Annettes (Annette Soo and Annette Christie) and three Jeannies (Jeannie Cham, Jeannie Cotter and Jeannie Ling? Not sure of the last one...). We have also had two Melanie(s) and two Li Sun(s) - the other is actually spelled Li San.<br /><br />5. The youngest member of the YKLS was Melanie (can't remember her last name - she was 10 yrs old), and the oldest was 40+ (won't mention the name, nor the exact age either)<br /><br />6. The YKLS yahoogroups was started on Nov 18, 2003 by Wai Fun. The other current moderators of the e-groups are Regina and Carrie. The purpose of starting the e-groups was so that there will be no need to insert so many e-mail addresses each time the choir members wanted to ask each other something. Current membership of the e-groups is 135 members.<br /><br />7. The tradition for the Cast Party was started after "Through the Barricades" production. The venue was at Strawberry Fields in Subang Parade. It was a last-minute decision by members who had just wanted to have some "bonding time". Susanna did not attend, although Chi Hoe did. Less than 20 members attended that dinner. The following production had 40+ members at the Cast Party<br /><br />8. Tyler Chin has the distinction of being the only male member of the YKLS to have been kissed by most of the female members of the choir during a production (on the face, no less). The reason being that he refused to wear make up on that day, and the femalemembers decided to do it for him by kissing off their lipstick on him... :-)<br /><br />9. There were only three Soprans 1 during Simply Andrew Lloyd Webber production, nicknamed "MC square", short for mong, cha and cha. For those who don't understand Chinese, please ask someone who does.<br /><br />10. The different languages sung by the YKLS include:- Mandarin- Malay- English- Spanish- French- Swedish- Estonian- Mongolian (solely consisting of sha, ding, di & li)- Indian (solely consisting of na)- Hokkien- German- Maori- African- Japanese- some South American tribal language- nonsense languageThe only major languages not attempted appears to be Arabic and Russian.<br /><br />11. Besides the four husband-wife teams, we have also had a pair of twins (Vicky and Lisa), a pair of sisters (Stephanie and Sharmaine) and a brother-sister pair (Yeow and Kah Yan).<br /><br />12. Some of the "foreigners" that have sung in the YKLS include Bruno, Valentine and Amandine (French), Bruce and Sue (English), Gabrielle (Australian), Farah and Fakhry (Indonesian) and Rachel (American). I'm not including those with mixed parentages.<br /><br />13. Yeow and Maximillan Lim appears to have the largest vocal ranges among the YKLS, having sung as a Tenor 1 as well as a Bass 2. Kenneth Law has also sung as a Tenor 2 and as a Bass 2.<br /><br />14. The venues for the practice sessions for the YKLS have included:- The Actors Studio @ BSC- KLPac- Plaza Damas - a dance studio in Bangsar- the top floor of Tropics shopping complex in Damansara Perdana<br /><br />15. Some of the training sessions conducted by Susanna have incorporated elements of (besides singing):- yoga (ppl really regretted having worn jeans that day)- how to sit down and stand up (dunno what Method)- dance (step left, step right, etc.)- how to teach children to sing (1,2,3, Johnny caught a flea, etc.)- play (jumping, hopping, skipping, etc.)<br /><br />16. Starting from Through The Barricade production (our 4th production), the Co-Producer for that show started the "crying tradition" on the stage at the final show. (Who is the Co-Producer? Ask around and you will know) YKLS is the only performing choir that I know who will have "crying orgy" on stage in front of all the audiences.<br /><br />17. So far, from 2002 til now, we have "produced" an estimate of 6 couples among the members itself (straight, curly etc). Most of this relationship blossomed in the middle of production. Whether it is a successful relationship is another story lah.<br /><br />18. In Four Season production, Susanna and Chi Hoe started a chamber group in YKLS but the effort was put on hold at the next production due to time commitment. Maybe we can have the chamber group revived again next year?<br /><br />19. Raslan, Idzam, Albert, Bruce were the only "true" Tenor 1 we ever have along the years.<br /><br />20. Music Bring Us Together (2nd production) is the only production where we had a "true" Bass 2, Bruno (a French guy) who can hit extremely low note.<br /><br />21. Four of our members actually shares the same birthday in September and they are Chelsia, Wai Fun, Regina and Jim<br /><br />22. From the starting until now, we have had 4 husband-wife team joining the choir including Chelsia & Kenneth (our current narrator) and the latest addition Leonard & Hilda<br /><br />23. By joining YKLS, a few of our members (Max, Alia, Tyler, Ian etc) are also inspired to take on performing arts as their career or further their study in this industry<br /><br />24. A number of our members also tried out the audition for Malaysian Idol, One In A Million and Astro Talent Quest. Some managed to proceed to the second and third stage. But majority just flunk at the first stage. Most of them were given the reason "You do not have the X Factor". What the hell is the X Factor?!<br /><br />25. In KLPac's last year pantomime Cinderella and the current musical Broken Bridges, we saw a handful of our members got a role in it including Stephanie Driessen, Sharmaine Driessen, Cheryl Tan, Joanne Poh, Tony Leo. (Forgive me if i spelt "Driessen" wrongly)<br /><br />26. We started off with only 4 Tenors in Music Bring Us Together and Malaysian Affair saw the most Tenors in YKLS history.<br /><br />27. Susanna pronounce DOGS as LOGS occasionally and Chi Hoe pronounce BREATH as BREAST, among other things.<br /><br />28. During a trekking trip to Rainforest World Music Festival 2004 over in Sarawak we had Live wiggly fat Sago worms for dinner.<br /><br />29. We also had JENG NIGHT in conjunction with the our last day of our stay at the forest festival. We would all dress up with leaves, garbage bags or whatever we can get our hands on, even wearing undies outside and have ourselves painted in all sorts of colors and then dance like a madman all night long.<br /><br />30. We had our 1st Halloween party last year at Yin's house.( should we have another? )<br /><br />31. A day before our Simply Andrew Llyod Webber production The Actors Studio Dataran Putra was hit by flash flood and most of the props were destroyed.<br /><br />32. When we were busking at KLPac to promote our ticket to the Pygmalion crowd one member actually fell asleep, standing and singing and then ZZZZ.<br /><br />33. We were known to be singing anywhere and everywhere when there is more than 3 YKLS members gathered. (including mamak stalls)<br /><br />34. During YKLS's first visit to the Rainforest Festival in 2003, the members slept in longhouses. Each longhouse "room" had one bathroom, which was shared by 10 females (the guys were housed in a different longhouse). The following year, each bathroom was shared by 20 females. However, following the YKLS spirit, not many complaints were voiced (I dunno what ppl were thinking in their hearts though...)<br /><br />35. A lot of YKLS members travel great distances to attend rehearsals. Chi Hoe travelled each week from Penang, and Sylvia each week from Ipoh. Other "long distance" travellers include Denise and May Yee from Kajang, and Yeow, Roy, Leonard and Hilda from Klang. The biggest group stays in Subang (commonly known as the Subang gang)<br /><br />36. During the Rainforest Festival 2003, a male YKLS member commented that he had trouble sleeping at night due to the "harmonized" snoring in his longhouse. There were apparently 3 contributors; the late Uncle Phillip with a long, bass "horrr"; a middle-pitched one and a higher pitched one (can't remember who, but I think one contributor was Max). The snores had different tempoes (rhythm), which would finally culminate in one big snore, therefore “harmonized" snoring.<br /><br />37. During Through The Barricades production, Chi Hoe played the role of Jean Valjean, an older man that should be in his mid-40s or 50s. To age Chi Hoe, Yeow put talcum powder on his hair to whiten it. The first show had a light sprinkling of powder, but Chi Hoe's hair became progressively whiter as the shows progressed. Besides the hair, Yeow would also draw "five o-clock shadows" on Chi Hoe's chin and cheeks, which also became darker and longer as the shows progressed.<br /><br />38. Yeow has been the costume designer for the YKLS since 2003, and maybe even before that.<br /><br />39. Also during the TTB production, Susanna was at her fiercest. She would constantly scold and berate the members for not being "emotional" and "angry" enough (the production was about revolution and war, and she said that the members had very pampered lives in KL, and so was too "nice"). She was 5 months pregnant when the show was held, and it is now believed that little Regina inherited some of her mother's "fierceness" displayed during the run-up to the production.<br /><br />40. Sylvia played the role of Mrs Thenardier during the TTB production, and one of her scenes included having to bump chestfirst into Mr Thenardier (played by Charles Pooley). In the final show for TTB, she bumped herself so hard that she fell on her bottom onto the stage (Charles Pooley is actually quite slim). You can imagine the expressions of shock on the members faces (they were singing) as well as Susanna's. But Sylvia gestured to Charles to pull her up and continued to play her character perfectly.<br /><br />41. Charles Pooley was notorious for not remembering his lines (much worse than Idzam), until the Stage Manager taped his lines onto the speakers at the front of the stage (which is facing away the audience).<br /><br />42. Also during TTB, the scene after intermission involves the members keeping absolutely still on stage as the audience comes in and sits down. We were commended on the Kakiseni forum by an audience member for displaying such discipline, which could last 10 minutes or more (depending on how fast the audience sat down).<br /><br />43. YKLS has several members that left and rejoined the choir again, which includes:- Idzam- Raslan- Annette Christie- Wendy Liew- Wendy Moh- Yeow- Ian-Ryonn- Aaron- Raymond Chua- Evan and ...<br /><br />44. Yeow has a very distinctive laugh. Some YKLS members tried to "cure" him of this laugh, by attempting "harmonized" laughing. Whenever Yeow laughed, a member would laugh in a soprano-pitched laugh, and another in a bass-pitched laugh in the exact same manner as Yeow, thus "harmonized" laughing. Yeow was "cured" for a while (he would put his hand to his mouth to prevent himself from laughing), but the "cure" did not last.... Chi Hoe also sometimes emit "pig-like" sounds when he laughs, which can also be considered as "distinctive".<br /><br />45. Several audience members has commented that it is actually more entertaining to watch Susanna during shows (in Susanna's words: "jumping like a monkey") than to watch the YKLS.<br /><br />46. The first time Wai Fun met Yeow, he introduced himself as a porn star (in a serious manner). Wai Fun found it quite convincing. It was only later she found out that he was an animator.<br /><br />47. I first heard the statement about "Chi Hoe's derriere (or butt) tightens when he sings" during the Rodgers and Hammerstein production (Chi Hoe was singing the solo in "Oklahoma" in that production). Apparently this female member had better powers of observation, who was working as a forensic scientist at that time.<br /><br />48. Wai Fun first found out about the YKLS from her brother, who had attempted to join the choir but failed the audition (Yes, ppl can fail the audition, but Susanna tells me that it's very rare, about 5%).<br /><br />49. Susanna got the nickname "Mamasan" during the rehearsals for the opening of Ikea Mutiara Damansara gig. The rehearsal took place in a recording studio in quite a secluded part of PJ, so the place was rather dingy and dark. Some members commented that it looked like the place where you would find "ayam", and so Susanna became "Mamasan".<br /><br />50. Tracy was with YKLS as a rehearsal pianist since the inception and along the way, she also doubled up as the Stage Manager, Stage & Production Crew, concert & gig pianist etc and she did it all with just a small token of appreciation but a big heart for YKLS.<br /><br />51. Beat It Sing It (6th production) recorded the highest amount of sponsorship ever raked in one production.<br /><br />52. Simply Andrew Llyod Webber is the only production which recorded 100% ticket sales for all 5 shows. On top of that, we also sold some of the stairs seat (where people basically seat on the steps) at a cheaper price.<br /><br />53. The only time where Susanna kicked out members was during Through The Barricade.<br /><br />54. YKLS is the only performing choir in town that accept members with zero music background. However, along the way, we have also rejected a few members. But for one particular girl that came for the audition, she was rejected not because she failed her audition but because of her attitude.<br /><br />55. Live on Stage concept actually originated from a small scale Valentine production that we did back in 2003 entitled "Love Is In The Air".<br /><br />56. When Ian and Annette founded Voices of Hope, they only gave the project a lifespan of 1 year. Fortunately, it lasted longer than that and now it is into its 3rd year.<br /><br />57. Through The Barricade was considered the "evolution" production of YKLS because this is the first production that involved a big budget, sets was incorporated, sponsorship plays a big part and done a whole lot of paperwork and technical work like how a professional production is run.<br /><br />58. Besides performing in Actors Studio, we have also brought our productions to Ipoh and Penang in 2004 and 2005 respectively. In one of the show in Penang, Musical Treasure, the performing members actually outnumbered the audience. Chi Hoe's father as supportive as ever actually came for all the nights when we were performing in Penang.<br /><br />59. This Is Acoustic! series founded by Ian also helps to introduce a handful of YKLS member into the singer-songwriter scene namely Max, Tracy, Tony, Joachim and Suk Yin. In fact, Tony found out about the choir in This Is Acoustic Part II and joined us after that.<br /><br />60. After Through The Barricade production, YKLS is not eligible anymore to contest for Kakiseni BOH Cameronian Award as Kakiseni brand us as a student production since we fall under The Actors Studio Academy.<br /><br />61. YKLS is the only performing choir that has obtained the Trinity Gold Level Choral Assessment Certificate in Malaysia.<br /><br />62. Keng Yi has the strict and stern Sound Engineer reputation that scare the shit out of most the stage crew. He confirms information by saying "Roger, roger" as if he is in military. On better days, Keng Yi likes to distract YKLS members on stage during performances (because they get a good view of him from the stage). "I know you can't see this backstage but I've got the dim lamp shining at myself, my hands waving in the air like lalang in the wind, swaying to the music. And they're trying SO hard not tocrack up. This is fun!"<br /><br />63. In 2005, we celebrated Chi Hoe's birthday by buying him a special chocolate cake. Since he's so gullible and preyable, a prank was in order. His birthday was right after Mother's Day so we went out to get him a cake and wrote `Happy Mother's Day' on it. The idea was to tell him that we just remembered his birthday, went to the nearest cake shop, and all they had were leftovers from Mother's Day, so he just had to deal with it. To add insult to injury, Susanna turned up with a huge white candle (that people normally use to pray or use as emergency during blackout) and said that's the only one she had.<br /><br />64. When Susanna and I first listened to Ryonn's audition, we just stared at the name list and was like "Ha ? Ryonn? How do you pronounce Ryonn? What kind of name is that? So Ah Beng." Then Ryonn walked in with blondish highlights in his stylish hair and we said "Must be Ryonn".<br /><br />65. The preparation for Goin' Home (8th production) wasn't easy – in one of the song, it required a few YKLS guys to dance and lift girls and twirl them around. Needless to say, we endured a lot of falls and vows to slim down or maintain weight (poor girls). There were a few collisions and lots of sweat and gender confusion (Jim) and plenty of laughter.<br /><br />66. When we brought Through the Barricade to Ipoh, we went sight-seeing on the last day to some of the caves and temples. There was a reflexology path at one of them, so we took a walk on it. Then some joker suggested a race and a few of us actually went and did it! As a result, almost all of us couldn't walk properly for the next few days.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-47226284388607535112007-10-01T23:41:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:16.072+07:00<div align="center">Haish...<br /><div align="center">It all happened so quickly and ended so quickly...<br /><div align="center">Our production is finally over with overwhelming response.<br />With 5 shows and almost each and every show being sold out, I can proudly say this is a good production. Be it my first, I already feel like the Young KL Singers are a part of me now. My parents, for once, did not fall asleep watching a show. Friends said that it was worth every penny, most of them keep tapping their feet all the time. I just feel so good being on stage and more importantly being part of YKLS. Shows were good though with much to improve, has indeed impressed many. Sitting with Sek Tim, he said himself that he would work with us again as we indeed made him proud. I just feel blessed and thankful that God has placed me here with them. I am now, them!<br /><br />Guys, great to have known you and be able to perform with you guys has been my pleasure.<br /><br />Here are some pictures to give you guys a peek of what we have been doing...<br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119196259307249890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFVNWMISJENbp_X2cnOPjkxWgcHmM0GpAwRm4oBqnO1_RGTj-5UGaR7sDCEJBC9tUCj71CloSiBOXpuY6S8ij2yunUcHFcbI7K0IYRnZhaiH_vzGhxHWP2aEuvEa4CHVeKoOLfwQ/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" />Rehearsals...<br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119199222834684162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NZAW96mSCifLTT_dZVBLU1AFzgoTmueaxQwG0MQBJhYgfn_vDU1SbwDt28AEm6-81s6zTxkS2luWulZnw3gYsFAdiUXgpLAENiTAOfBNbzjynKy1-GJXWgVdmK_-PM7p1dxRFw/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119196259307249906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNXyXzHzgZ9kp7ivzNvpn98MGRSE1UjoAJVwm3-wSYapt9aJqqXajNhlYHotmmZTaDu8RzPE52W1H-jtJmGq88w_9TV7FBnA9cQVQKeJMefp_M5OTZfF8Wx8FKuGphisc1G8tjQ/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" />Backstage... of foundations, gloss, hairspray and of course.. posers...<br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119200296576508178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimw7MCBidmNkXHlQeZNSIp0iYDEJP7QipEdqj4SlPeqg3Ieo79Z2wRfcr5ILv146DJ2MjbSisuKMpk42mcTUSXDJqQf5pRp24uX_u12sD2rXB2P7bO3ymmANoy0POmmPdxpbIOGQ/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center">The people I just love being with...</div><br /><div align="center">And when we had the cast party... Things got even wilder with members dressed as though they came from the 70s with a clelebration of colours, fun and laughter...</div><div align="center">We indeed had lots of fun...</div><br /><div align="center">Edspecially when out dear Datin Denise decided to do a comedic version of Ya Ba Bom ala Fam Li Sun...<br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119204492759556418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPpsrs-IoSxzgKCmrGjmiWIVEBrNBDUAyMATZNJquNI5Ya3TCae6e6NKr6sAtO8SBJeB_wbO-eocEHPWUo273lZ13v7uGakV2hmT7vrK1OroH_Idr52BktZrP6oLegFArbInxL1w/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119203337413353778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIR-1DvEdOpnsbAuNKZLhl5RWmxDBnU5bxGonC3PXwBUvX1sLQAF7YmXcDsuXWjPtI76B-G6miKrEF6hKtOCr3HZhHP-tlUa_monSzfDJujqx1i4z4v5xzYZIxhR7s-26h1GTqsg/s320/collage6.jpg" border="0" />Poserific...<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-73201420041295893382007-09-12T08:15:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:16.186+07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLuUoVjLs3g3BtU6gK366bWFxgcwpd37PWiCD4Sm7dPY1E1DJLI5-obB-gTyyhMOxNstDuwmdruT-3VV2NTaYbL7ZI69VJL4mkcA72XnCPxPvPPErNjzlHsoP600A-VgkmsPjsOw/s1600-h/poster%252030x20%2560ol%2520copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109120945438439122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLuUoVjLs3g3BtU6gK366bWFxgcwpd37PWiCD4Sm7dPY1E1DJLI5-obB-gTyyhMOxNstDuwmdruT-3VV2NTaYbL7ZI69VJL4mkcA72XnCPxPvPPErNjzlHsoP600A-VgkmsPjsOw/s320/poster%252030x20%2560ol%2520copy.jpg" width="267" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hey people...</div><div>After patiently anticipating for this, its finally here...</div><div>The poster for our 5th Anniversary production, MOVE IT! featuring only the best songs from our previous productions.</div><div></div><div>I have to say that this is one of the most anticipated events of the year with songs ranging from Les Miserables to Starlight Express in our musical section while the Chamber choir will belt out Ywer Vou Neete Cou Velle and Pie Jesu, the Contemporary Section promises tracks such as Autumn Leaves and a folk section with songs from Mongolia, Middle East, Africa and New Finland. We have also a medley of malay songs before we have the musical premier of our theme song, Walk with Me.</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>Date:<br />27th to 29th September 2007 - 8.30pm<br />29th September 2007 - Charity Matinee, 3.00pm<br />30th September 2007 - 3.00pmVenue<br /></div><div>Venue:</div><div>The Actors Studio - Bangsar Shopping Centre<br />Jalan Maarof, Bukit Bandaraya59100 Kuala LumpurTickets<br /></div><div>Tickets:</div><div>RM47 (middle seating) & RM32 (side seating) </div><div>AdultsRM32 - Children 12 years & below</div><div><br />Tel: 603 2094 0400 / 603 2094 1400/0123282763</div><div><br />Email: <a href="mailto:tickets@theactorsstudio.com.my">tickets@theactorsstudio.com.my</a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>Fitness memberships worth RM1,000 to be won and 14-day FREE trial passes to be given out at every show!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>So pls come and support us. If you buy 10 tickets at one go, you may get the next free so you can come back to me and buy in bulk so that we can get the free ticket. There is also Celebrity Fitness vouchers to be won.</div><div></div><div>See you there.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-28066699813760285272007-09-09T22:26:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:18.722+07:00<p align="center">Midnight Puppet </p><div align="center"><div align="center"></div><div align="center">As you know, Midnight Puppet is the Children musical I did courtesy of the talented sisters aka Jia Rong and Jia Ying who gave me the chance to play the lead role Rudolph, narrator cum butler.</div><div align="center">Just a few pictures to keep your tastebuds tantalised...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119227870266548562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_FBT47CwzOMh7JdXGRerjbZjusBPwCFFaJikYAN6AKh2_XjN9b4nff9GPDI9qOjCRBGHLWPm5DDt7qbfAYVr2XopNjY4xbDUj-I-uNgY0CVFYROyPrbObo5WoODcfIClGrFdHw/s320/collage37.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119227874561515874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3zFwrNKhTN3VXEoQ3EufjT2zaH2wclaW5wdvUhWeWibgOsLkObJ1Xm_FjeM23JZWhWGNEYiz7xD1z0hoduq6tU9tHB0f5f9SboIq8wpX6h2w5MjvcAEuCXvvPJXmmKoFaz-F4A/s320/collage38.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119227874561515890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpALbcOZJr4PCfeKJhTkyxbIrISnEd681ZCGKYULRBEyrPD-19SXqW7YIsJaB-8rlwzIDCDHDCX-K7B8cKLjZsR41Q5D3_DavSWR3SdabqgnUYOnoupjjgzbQ6b7eCxxDFu4Xivg/s320/collage39.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119227878856483202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWKwqPYPlvgOlHCp8uat_ioo34QYPOs899TlvLfm7RVew-v-mes_76-SbNpSE0x8ru29nqot6BeOShlCSzGydmhcnmlRfd1uPvNU1GX8uDDP4tyVVU5qHhVzZ-D8ngZaAoIub45Q/s320/collage40.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119228969778176402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggiK6eT95nDRr1EOqk8MSpWq-toG6QsCOlTWZfzy4bH_YtbIkHx-5On-1Sdlj_c4193sKKcDIIUE8IaE8rKqSvqjzwcqlM8tHoTSEqtR-a5GAaykqAGx5_HMjJ-LLIIG0NZt4h5Q/s320/collage41.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119228974073143714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESan7UA0MuS13_9-0qy_66RC3LTH0i9lDFOPiMdkhGvXo4hNPzkhQxYA4pUaLMNWC30s5H0oRNsEq97nAIHAhnfLYYpmpTtkbl03m9nVW6SCe88xi_f8Q2WH1zHmPJ-nZtA7jlQ/s320/collage42.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119228974073143730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjdLuOgbp6X-gVYSh-t90ZvACfGyEIZl2w-gvVfcctWPORS_2l9TlyAlP0P-N9dCahl0IdDPY5HJZWGlAT49NZHNRY8-E0AF4VecaddsOFgImFzvfLcFMCQedvN2BoIc302v3Ig/s320/collage43.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119229897491112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZR2UNX004IzUdvHkFB9phiU9NsIWCxYi1l5uWBQIg6AnX2uSzEKMixoixJt4dMJqEjh3VhvscALsoR-Kx89LwraDX8A5ZRAas6srjWGQjKzq3YDFFDK-0SpXKAm-ENoAHJj1-PA/s320/collage45.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119229888901177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Au0pOuPL5js_24GLegj0sQgiz2mRszwASWY18dBM6ayBZ6Or3vcWuxBkXf7TlPHatUPg7YNSss0hd5l4Uddjd84_1qnq__IKOto9pKsqlQFXK3CFSn_ZH9QGStcHJSliQmvbiw/s320/collage46.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119229893196145138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dVwiNjOB1lmA4jfDCnrDhvJNrBu5yYG4kXzumhPjD2NUajDfsI7bfWYPajeXtsSglkkjo79hqOFGbIbtHJVbekKoGpOQFHWlVgGW2HcWNluqo5KjtXPqEXAwvYMOPpOamz_mRw/s320/collage47.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">After the concert, we still had work to do... Yes, we poor people still have to go and do exchanges... </div><div align="center">As though we are some sort of celebrity, we have to do some stage presentations to wow crowds from Sabah but its cool, the children were really entertained...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119231130146726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHlRYf9bBhL5cYOUFkMZkWTyozSVk9VUBo-fDtL-MCxbdJptGh2BL5hUfaXNpJTwYq94AM-cPG2VRTg4QUTchtn6CW-S13Fb-_evkUF6cjKs20mXRQ5D5z5qmMBIOLb-KjB2EIg/s320/collage48.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">And well, after a hard week's work, we deserve some rest and were whisked away (literally) on a speed boat to the island of Manukan... A beautiful island with crystal clear water, jelly fish infested waters and beautiful coral and fishies to swim with. I snorkelled away only to have sun burned body (kesian)... Banana boat was one of the highlights of th day with Jia Ying tossed over each time only to resurface with a all washed up face...<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119231138736661042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiApCoXEWIk9CHb0dNF4Q9JEJqcGb2eumhRIGYpmZa8xHhtKtVZUAkWparIHy-GYlYcsaBQ6-MjWFcd_B15bT_YINjTM9VaxJIQ9TWnHVubE3ePK5xisXeJKAzP16v1CUXaVzI01g/s320/collage50.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119231138736661058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgguwmKFs7Req7USJ60NIh7RWocMrWhorNf4bClpFuMedGSF1_RaJmk0_KyhKhrh9o72CERUy_ExqVMrmLLrvfJJlXzdc5zTCaVw0FCr4U7CKDHbmEuzH91VHMstE3_d_T1s29OJA/s320/collage51.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">And a tribute to Sussana Saw, from KK...<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119231143031628370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhulOAkuFc0CjSTMi2qg1ktmt18AZ6AxIVB0eWBov12Y-J4zUIk9rbWmeJCVUdz6PyUFhhH1KmEWiSHQrV8QYgjmPrcs5FBptyu7oLyUY2klGrV9uVCfre5dWmdPFKnHvfN2v5HYQ/s320/collage52.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"> </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-35581036958845803722007-08-30T15:04:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:19.377+07:00<p align="center">Makan Time.... </p><div>Me and Jasmine (College mate cum colleague) just gotten our results... Not really as good as I expect (my crime paper is on the dot...) but well I passed and everyone is quite pleased with my results...</div><div align="left">So my Boss decided to throw us a lil party where we were fed with 8 pizzas and several pairs of Chicken Wings and of course drinks, courtesy of Kickapoo...<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrymMe_mW-pRtRCE_zsLsEgF9mhXPJ7EnkGncLU4O562asEH7Z-x-57OJZ66MP__MM-XDdV1WIbWOjj_3_oC-RRmhslc2ee6jC7AL7E0XT9xQqp06HWRMry7SRwB3C0-zeWlMEVw/s1600-h/moto_0072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104404354087892610" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" height="157" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrymMe_mW-pRtRCE_zsLsEgF9mhXPJ7EnkGncLU4O562asEH7Z-x-57OJZ66MP__MM-XDdV1WIbWOjj_3_oC-RRmhslc2ee6jC7AL7E0XT9xQqp06HWRMry7SRwB3C0-zeWlMEVw/s320/moto_0072.jpg" width="168" border="0" /></a><br /></p><div align="center">Look at the amount of Pizza we makan...<br /></div><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXv7yoony84DtxrpBvbVVdBG30iekR6OAJLEl-332lUPMM-NgOmL48Ph8Xt8Nd1L-xwf19p8LgAaiv-MUm45ZyBVs7jAw5AT56_J3lkkxv41qL0jpSqojlZyA3enx7Zrq0IejuA/s1600-h/moto_0075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104404865189000850" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="197" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXv7yoony84DtxrpBvbVVdBG30iekR6OAJLEl-332lUPMM-NgOmL48Ph8Xt8Nd1L-xwf19p8LgAaiv-MUm45ZyBVs7jAw5AT56_J3lkkxv41qL0jpSqojlZyA3enx7Zrq0IejuA/s320/moto_0075.jpg" width="150" border="0" /></a><br />Jasmine makaning her pizza.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6K3NL3p349XXLQs6NI-wLXPR8ZpGBTFTS7gz0ylnCKqsun5qa5GNS4QkAd1JF7fWY5bGNqVPVj8h8voncrcnVhvZYqMjkqz9bfPddzhfIWjvPfQk1Nrk4XwCPpzN5kQUAWb0Jw/s1600-h/moto_0076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104406561701082786" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="226" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6K3NL3p349XXLQs6NI-wLXPR8ZpGBTFTS7gz0ylnCKqsun5qa5GNS4QkAd1JF7fWY5bGNqVPVj8h8voncrcnVhvZYqMjkqz9bfPddzhfIWjvPfQk1Nrk4XwCPpzN5kQUAWb0Jw/s320/moto_0076.jpg" width="164" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Minum people...</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-79151873391153956272007-08-07T15:33:00.000+07:002007-08-07T15:45:13.213+07:00<div align="center">Law Menu</div><div align="center"> </div>Let me start of with today's indulgence...<br /><br />Appetizers<br /><br />* Gotta get this Affidavit done by Thursday in which I procratinated for days. Boss sudah mula mintak... mati!*<br /><br />Main Course<br /><br />* Kena Marah... Not me... But one of the biatchiest lawyer in my firm... He is close to what I call empty vesselmakes the most noise. Was I glad that happened.*<br /><br />*Then he come back marah me... Donk betul... Cos he can't work well and I also mengada go complain to boss la... Could you believe it he spends most of the time sleeping in the office and lari sini lari sana whenever he has to go to court? *<br /><br />*Cute? Ok. Not trying to brag but some Datin came into the office and when I was summoned to my bosses office, he told my boss that i was actually... cute? Sugar Mummy... Nah... Ewwww....<br /><br />Dessert?<br /><br />Nah... too full already... but then again... *I got so much to do here... I have to do data entry and apart from that, get "Power Ranger" pictures for my lawyer's son's birthday cake deco, Look for tourist attraction for her sisters who came back overseas, teach her how to use a computer. Buka tutup pun tak tahu... Haish*<br /><br />Burped....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-10232346718438646992007-08-04T10:41:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:19.571+07:00<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Check it out guys...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Have you realised Dataran Merdeka is no longer piled up with cars and lawyers dressed in "Penguin Suits"?</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Well its all because we have just shifted to new court house in Jalan Duta...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094692137287184594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLW7rxhNmagmqYiBOfuEKaqeErIHI8S35Fdwdr5FGzHl8DAbZXsf_mbxe-jMvjEQNkCRsO899qXTCrZ8ijpedAc2a3Dq_SX75Wc82D3kr09S9V9-I4tz6jg3zW4Zcp86YY2aSpEQ/s320/moto_0098.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Damn cunted wei...</span><br />OK I admit, it has been months since they shifted and due to my ignorance I have missed that out but the point is that its fabulous...<br />I stepped in and instantly wanna be a lawyer. The interior carefully crafted in which brings about a regal ambiance that embeds a sense of justice and stability. Was really in awe when I got there...</p><br /><div align="center">However, there were several bomb threats while I was there... Apparently, last Tuesday there as a serious one where everyone was chased out of court but yesterday was actually pretty silly as me and Jasmine (my attachment friend) heard the announcement, we, instead of running for our lives, went to look for our boss to ask if we should run out of the building... </div><br /><div align="center">Totally stupid isn't it?</div><br /><div align="center">Then when it comes to the trial, we had a smarty ass witness who tried to play Miss Know-It-All but failed to answer questions as simple as yes or no.</div><br /><div align="center">Moral of the story is...</div><br /><div align="center">Even if you have 2 masters and 1 Phd under your belt, you ain't smart at all...</div><br /><div align="center">Seriously.... She ended up crying during cross examination...</div><div align="center">Sad isn't it... But the renumeration we got for a day so "well spent" was our boss handing us 100 bucks for a nice lunch...</div><div align="center">Sweet!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-67499231502791271152007-07-26T22:53:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:19.677+07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibUSvnOhbmbXHx7wh6QET9irMIDvX0trzMarZcUW7bh7JhSf3awrQqWBkOAKzIkejnNazHz-PXjKVEqIMUNm-RK_2fwhK5uI2eWWt2UtweA7CJMZMn09oT_Mb8wq1EeudjUUEU9w/s1600-h/page8_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091541151710343362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibUSvnOhbmbXHx7wh6QET9irMIDvX0trzMarZcUW7bh7JhSf3awrQqWBkOAKzIkejnNazHz-PXjKVEqIMUNm-RK_2fwhK5uI2eWWt2UtweA7CJMZMn09oT_Mb8wq1EeudjUUEU9w/s320/page8_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Fitness, here I come...<br /></div><div>I just signed up with up Fitness first for a 6 months program in hopes of putting on a few extra pounds and shapping up to the ideal look everyone desires... This would be of course, an amazing feet for myself especially as it requires discipline, determination and dimes (money lor).<br /></div><div>I really hope that I could fit the clothes I have inside and I pray long and hard that my body will definately react well to the trainin or else it would be like the chinese saying of "throwing money into the salty ocean."</div><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-57036308723653735712007-07-23T10:24:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:20.088+07:00<div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">BUSY,BUsy,busy....</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I have always imagined my holidays to be a little more relaxing and a time to reflect, unwind and recharge before the new semester begins...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Unfortunately or fortunately, I have been given opportunities to perform in various avenues.</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">For the month of August and September I shall be immersed with rehearsals upon rehearsals... </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">My upcoming performance would be the musical "Midnight Puppet" where I play Rudolf the narrator. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I will be performing in KL for 2 nights before moving on to Kuching for another performance...</span><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090231704517184242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcmuErZbB2hM2vjeiqvCPIJ8nd56uf_HV_0JISvOzkSzchyphenhyphenpcmRTrDaPshvhY4jmoxrzvlNRFjcHYTUJmVZAj-RafpjZ4vZ475FMnsfhdcESVeqj-ZGVg3YA9-YzEST2D-UDvrA/s320/moto_0085.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Then in September me and Tiffany will be performing along with drums, Chinese drums... What the Chinese calls as 24 Chinese Drums where we play while we form formations and have a total of 24 actions which is kinda fun to learn... Besides, i am being true to my Chinese roots with this.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090232894223125250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjodrvbt8eujFxSmFgIquUq76RFMQ-hopy6ZhC7Kup6FEIKBxCrCnR88y0dGDG-HPL0JLIeJbOWfRqWnIgOoT0wVvh0w8zCADMRybSkpEQqIOgGVoRX5ym250LPZeUScOwrNuRvfA/s320/moto_0070.jpg" width="190" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Lastly, the end of September meant that me and Angel will be performing along with the Young KL Singers. This is indeed an honour for us both as we will be performing with some of the very best singers in KL under Suzzana Soh's lead. We have performed once with the Trinity College from Melbourne as seen and now we are going to be in the 9th production called "MOVE IT!!!" so come on down to Bangsar Actor's Studio and catch us live...</span></div><div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-86263130124885365892007-07-03T12:56:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:20.333+07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXSFJtqs2mbksU1wksgaX2llNJ_TDOgLDLQQnxEWQ6BseWRxLyngI1gSffLD_XSndcvSBxzsZHhV1_ZA9hL9dM-OOa7nUFNHeE4MQD00G0_YCY2jmItgPnGM3X5UX7NQflxkIIhg/s1600-h/750126794l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082851519390018690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXSFJtqs2mbksU1wksgaX2llNJ_TDOgLDLQQnxEWQ6BseWRxLyngI1gSffLD_XSndcvSBxzsZHhV1_ZA9hL9dM-OOa7nUFNHeE4MQD00G0_YCY2jmItgPnGM3X5UX7NQflxkIIhg/s320/750126794l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div align="center">Ding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">di</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">li</span> Ding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">di</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">li</span>...<br /></div><div align="center">What seem to be the sound chimes chiming and utter gibberish were the words to our opening song of the evening...<br /></div><div align="center">Magnificent we were as asserted with the title of the Mongolian number, Magnificent Horses.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082850939569433682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KgGLJFwooUcl_RzoIsH2q-sN66ysRolQWNtYtAuQMmH_om_dCCqKN8M5ngXF9oiEL8TGWU3GZikGtt0aqseX0mjkn_JgpFgSd6wGA4sfmjQsAdfKEaS7qEqP_HTGTh4-N2tuLg/s320/229280591l.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">With a small crowd no less than 400 at the Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre Pleanary Theatre, it was such rush to be able to perform along with the Trinity College Choir who had so much to offer and for us, so much to learn from.</div><br /><div align="center">I truly enjoyed their showcase of talents, and not to mention looks, in addition to the beautiful songs that were carefully handpicked and skillfully performed.</div><br /><div align="center">though the short period of time ceased to allow us time to mingle around but performing alongside with them truly is a privilege and I hope to do so again in the future...</div><br /><div align="center">What I truly admire is their deep bass <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">choirist</span> who produce such beautiful tone to the songs while the tenors, as I would conclude, are able to bring the savage beast to rest with their impeccable tone...</div><br /><div align="center">My favourite was of course when they did their "surprise encore" of our Malaysian "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jong</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jong</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Inai</span>" was truly a treat for both the crowd and ourselves as Malaysians.</div><br /><div align="center">But the best part of the day is being able to merge the choirs and sing in unison our version of the Medley, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Kenangan</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Lagenda</span> comprising Sheila <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Majid's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Lagenda</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Sudirman's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Hujan</span>, the traditional folk song, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Bujang</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Lapok</span> and lastly, the late P.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Ramlee's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Getaran</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Jiwa</span>.</div><br /><div align="center">It did drive the crowd wild each time we perform this lovely tune.<br /></div><div align="center">It was, a great experience and I hope in our coming production in September, the crowd will get much "wilder"...</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082851115663092834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilivlkaHdbV1AckIja72ltpU88Z-Eyigzs0pVdVzfG86ycd97hrN3oOL4eA4MVgSnsS2U5dsMxyMq_rMYl_Ru54wisvQp9Hk2DDaM2EwkT82HwZIi9-scWdcNcntWvE6zbM2cTBA/s320/501442686l.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-83958973537008648342007-06-25T15:13:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:20.787+07:00<div><br /><div><br /><div align="center">Haish...<br /></div><br /><div align="center">With no voice even on the first day itself, could you ever imagine how would a sales person ever succeed in closing any sales?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">I highly doubt so but after a tiring weekend of endless bargaining and relentless bugging passer bys to our lil booth by the corner, we achieved somewhere near the target we set of for the fair...</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Clueless?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">OK... as usual, I was working at the travel fair (and you could almost find me in every one of them), this time I got to see Karen Mok...</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Yeah yeah I know, not really my kinda idol...<br /></div><br /><div align="center">Anyway, anyone wouldn't give up the chance to meet and greet right?<br /></div><br /><div align="center">I took the chance but unfortunately, I couldn't get an inch closer to this all glamed up celebrity walking past this inaugural red carpet with men forming chains to prevent unwanted attention physical contact...<br /></div><br /><div align="center">And according to reliable sources she actually enjoys that few minutes of attention...</div><br /><br /><div align="center">So Prima Donna....</div><br /><br /><div align="center">But nevertheless... I still went ga ga over and over her...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079916880231753778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHc0LQOvSUGYHNsdT2XWB2zKgMqfnqRbe4CIXpV8vGVExmWE1X8coNuM0A2-ByJFyVTpAxWkFh64e3onSsOo8ME32qjOf3yf69Hg86x446IWM0yAKY48_U-vOy16SCHSns-fQZQ/s320/P6221619.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Hehehehe...</p><br /><p align="center">And a week before... I did the Green Fest by the Star papers...</p><br /><p align="center">It was a bundle of fun, mixing around to get to know new people, meeting up with the old people, showing of to unknown people...<br /></p><br /><p align="center">Anyway, the thing was that we (Angel, Joshua and Me) were suppoed to sing accapela to entertain the crowd but unfortuntely, Icom has blasters and mics that send music across the jungle in FRIM with much less hassle...</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079921072119834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujGys9K_xPTx7VxLNxm1uv04Qj0ZDiBEcpsFyuVxj7TQHok9JLKKqL31COYfrrmdm9h-0OfS7jP5_bk7JqCEGoBcdQ7xT_KkGrMyMnHV9ufrGZIgFSpmf_iE-EfAersaMvK3oCQ/s320/DSCF1709.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">So we got a group instead...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079921587515910226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5AEGrDNhMtlU7GkCoa8xi93ipe9zbGKUjKTfL3k7dHwxeAjRnHwlpjLT1y63MdWX7c0xX_dgHpxSJdnCe0WIo9KFtR7-kd8Nia7dkclaWRgrZtB8KjUnKypGyqKJS5X9j-6wJ1w/s320/DSCF1896.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">Later... We improvised on what we learned during the day, Drum circle...</p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-41366306328099420462007-06-19T12:50:00.000+07:002007-06-19T13:28:41.350+07:00<div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Its <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">summer break</span> </em>for me now and it really is the best time to kick back and relax. It feels as though it was yesterday that I completed the <strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;">last sentence</span></em></strong> on that examination booklet...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Finally, I regain my life once again and its time to reflect on the <em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;">little things in life</span>. </em>Things that don't seem to matter while you are busy trying to prepare and rushing to complete endless chapters in Public Law...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">I sat down and started thinking about my wants, my needs, my aspirations, my crushes, my ups and downs, my pain, my looks, my friends, my talents, my not so talented talents, my future, my past, my regrets and my sorrows. I suppose when your mind is not caught up with something, it tends to drift to places which you may at times, least desire.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">I admit I suffer <strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">inferiority complex</span></strong> with a capital <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">I & C</span>. Inevitable, I may seem to be the least possible candidate to be diagnosed with it but I suppose each one of us in one way or another develops fear within ourselves so much that we start to be so hard on ourselves. I must agree that we are our own worst judge. I <span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;">beat myself</span> up trying to prove to the world that I am capable. Though others may seem to think that there is nothing wrong with me being myself, I often try to be better every time and when things don't work out I tend to blame myself and I end up being depressed about something so little that perhaps, 60 years down the road I would be laughing about it in my </span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"><strong><em>rocking chair.</em></strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">The point is that I have learned during these few days of reflection that we need not rush into something and try to be the best in all that we do. I learned that by going with the flow, opportunities seem to surprise you as it pops out in the blue and by being natural, people often see you </span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"><em><strong>shine really bright.</strong></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Don't however have preconceived <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">judgement</span> that now I am all free from the pangs of inferiority... I do still feel <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">awkward</span> and out of place and add in a dash of feeling not good enough but all I am saying is that when you start to love yourself, those around you would start loving you more... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>I am learning to love myself and how about you?</em></strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-29527803871123437792007-05-04T01:32:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:21.119+07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">What' going on?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDAOjycYlbS_QFY-nZQxFUt1BtrKcPfFcI5tBr2VovDXgZs_dJcDHhKh3F8C2iOEM_VXme1hQ1v_P2tf00-E6PyVptLREv7xPgT_j2ZTzp_FJg_oEenQfmfnrxTl_9lFnL5DW7MA/s1600-h/50cent.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060404486906927746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDAOjycYlbS_QFY-nZQxFUt1BtrKcPfFcI5tBr2VovDXgZs_dJcDHhKh3F8C2iOEM_VXme1hQ1v_P2tf00-E6PyVptLREv7xPgT_j2ZTzp_FJg_oEenQfmfnrxTl_9lFnL5DW7MA/s320/50cent.jpg" width="400" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;">Is there a need to really ridicule this rapper?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">Am I on 50's defence?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">Well, yes and no...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">Its true that it look blasphemous that he is wearing that thing but yet preach something of the total opposite yet who cares?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">I mean I thought that Jesus asked us to carry our cross daily and that does not include a bling bling one or a wood carven one...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">Its all in the heart...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">And i think that is what is important.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">The cross in the Roman empire days were the worst kinda punishment given to offenders.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">He may jsut wear it cos everyone else is doing it and may not know the implication...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">Bottom line is I am glad he wore it.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">This gives me great opportunity to tell my friends about Christ and about the Cross...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;">He may have done us a favour eventhough he may not be one who preach or in his context rap about Jesus...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-12297817573257159822007-04-29T00:24:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:21.714+07:00<div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">My Malaysian Duty</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></em></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058550272215833202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1o-NfAdKUAJfK7hk5QsSFs-8oSj9IYsurHdNiLTVTH8X-vXlTjfMAmIUjVts8CbXBLaIdHIa1SDxX1hZgjzJGG1rKJQ1HHnYzIQTcdFJUwcTNLH085M3uZDrrwnda87YR5jffg/s320/moto_0084.jpg" width="202" border="0" /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Finally, I did my civic duty for the year 2007...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Yes, in conjunction of the Visit Malaysia year 2007, I paid RM 15 to get myself on the Eye on Malaysia and boy was it... BAD.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058549138344467042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_r8JpHCFDBALHva12AA_D8A1TkGg-U_DgVw3Y_uirGls0fB6zrq9REjiFE4RFJt8iCW8tp5f1hGvbNMgFLqxPFipPRg1IvqdXAvsmLDqz3lG14CskXI0P-HV3AktzQsmk9lxxQ/s320/moto_0088.jpg" width="212" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Such fake smile...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Placed in Titiwangsa, there isn't much justice done to the so called "main attraction" for this year. Having such an unstrategic location, it seemed hard for the visitors to enjoy any view of our glittering city except for the twin towers and Istana Budaya.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">The 60-metre structure is a slow moving machine with nothing much to be done...</span><br /></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">The surrounding area is filled with malaysians crowding around the lake to "pak toh" aka dating ground. </span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">The supposed complimentary laser show has poor surround system with nothing much to brag about.</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">I have always believed that one should not judge based on first sight yet I am so tempted to emancipate my feelings towards this ferris wheel comprising of 42 gondolas...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">However, I still believe it is not such an appropriatte thing to do...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">I would strongly urge yourself to show your patrotism and support for our country's 50th year anniversary...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">It may not be much but I always believe thatone is only entitled to comment on something if you have a part in it...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Uncles who adore to sitting at the coffee shops dissing our govenment yet are still, until today, not a legitamate voter should keep their mouth zipped as no one should say anything unless there is some form of consideration given (mind you, consideration is a legal jargon).</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Hence, do your malaysian duty today...</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Fork out RM 15 and also register as an elector if you are 21...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-79995232930659227192007-04-08T00:54:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:21.933+07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong><em>FINA</em></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfewZUKS2FPIH2uXlPrZEzGsuE4z7jr6d_Dw_ImxP2J076Ezp9sJoDNXM26QXsLK82RfRnQqW3Cjb1iQPvUPOVJ_rMfYdG4rOsxvkBdJyxbdgF3Gc25pv95lbe9j2JII80l48MDQ/s1600-h/minesweeper.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong><em>LLY!!!</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfewZUKS2FPIH2uXlPrZEzGsuE4z7jr6d_Dw_ImxP2J076Ezp9sJoDNXM26QXsLK82RfRnQqW3Cjb1iQPvUPOVJ_rMfYdG4rOsxvkBdJyxbdgF3Gc25pv95lbe9j2JII80l48MDQ/s1600-h/minesweeper.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050746524578287282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfewZUKS2FPIH2uXlPrZEzGsuE4z7jr6d_Dw_ImxP2J076Ezp9sJoDNXM26QXsLK82RfRnQqW3Cjb1iQPvUPOVJ_rMfYdG4rOsxvkBdJyxbdgF3Gc25pv95lbe9j2JII80l48MDQ/s320/minesweeper.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">This is my first victory playing this game...</div><div align="center">Wohoo...</div><div align="center"> </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-19095407359653273522007-04-07T23:40:00.000+07:002008-12-11T08:07:22.399+07:00<div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Me</span>... Again?</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Its just amazing that God can repeatedly put you in the same position to prove a point...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I have been a president in my CF back in Cochrane twice and now barely two months serving in my college CF, they elected me as president again.</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I don't think that I have the right to complaint but it's the fact that I have to lead once again give me the chills...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I am not one of those guys who can lead well...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I don't walk into a room and get the whole room to agree me or demand that reverance...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Putting that aside, I doubt that I could be in the position to tell people to do what's right.</span></strong> </div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This changed when I whispered a silent prayer and the Lord replied in a form of a story...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Moses's life story...</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050736298261155458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaX8eAfVIzWCIBQ2Dxd9C5rc_NCCvs7sSCTQ1Ebx5GcItD2aEaQ8z0Dr1KFJ_IjL-duXfujOwYjdUE-pfSXrJip8cwynueV_A7NTzzRfHEG_iT6_ovQceO17U4Kt5v_iR8wKDtKA/s320/moses-burning-bush.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Man talk about being sinful, he was a murderer and still God chose him...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">He can't speak and was often worried but God changed him from a meek guy who can talk to crowds to leading them on an exodus to the promise land.</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">No doubt I feel unworthy but like Mr Patrick today who said the Elijah, a man with unclean lips said 'Send Me Lord'.</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">At this, it challenged me to move further, out of my comfort zone...</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I pray that I am able to be the torch bearer and continue the legacy that has been set up with tears and sweat in ATC...</span></strong></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-80980263967761373352007-04-04T17:41:00.000+07:002007-04-04T17:44:38.274+07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><em><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="font-size:85%;">What</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">will you</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">take away</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">from</span> me?</span></strong></em></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">I have always wondered...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">If someone could steal something from me... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">What would that be?</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-75096620604101437892007-04-02T18:26:00.000+07:002007-04-02T18:50:40.374+07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>Asylum</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">I love to write songs even though unfortunately I couldn't play the guitar nor any instruments to save my life...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">I just could only figure a tune out and later see if anyone can help me figure out the chords and stuff...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">This song, <span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"><em>Asylum</em></span> was written in 2006 when I felt at a moment that I have no where to run when I was stuck in the middle...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Frozen in this endless story</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Trapped within the Walls of your smile</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">My world is spinning round your glory</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Seeping in the rays of your sun</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Walkin through that open doorway</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Bringing me those promising lies</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Rest me in your arms, I'm falling</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Deep within that lingering dream</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Dream you to life </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Dre</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">am you to life</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">Yes I'll dream you to life </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">T</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;">onight</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I'm crying without tears </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I'm lying without fear</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Hide me in your shadows</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Asylum</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">A thousand doors I've found</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">But no one is around</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Hide me in your shadows</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Asylum</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Waiting at that open window</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I see that time is just passing me by</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Age's turn the silence lonely</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Creeping back to that lingering smile</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Why did you pick me from the dead</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">And left me at the road ahead</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Ran away from the words I said</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Don't you leave from what we had</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I see it in your eyes</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I didn't realise</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">No way, its no surprise </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">That I can't keep you out of my life</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-64954201084227823562007-03-30T01:55:00.000+07:002007-03-30T02:32:38.324+07:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">SO LATE....</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Its actually 2.55am and I have yet to produce anything constructive other than finishing my 11 year old brother's project...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Yeap...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">You heard me right...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">I just can never under stand the education system that we have in this country...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">They stress on work load aka " Lagi Banyak, Lagi Bagus" and not on the process of learning itself...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">We just love the word tuition... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Even one of my course mate goes for extra classes (still consider that as tuition) which is a common practice among Malaysian students believeing that such religous practice would bring for blessings of good marks...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Its crap that I have to do his Malay project which stresses on Malay Literature in which I have only under taken at the age of 16...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">I am basically copying and pasting all that the research I have done on the net into a work which would be a 1 minute flip through by the teacher...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">There is no merit in doing these projects when my brother couldn't pay two cents worth of attention to...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Besides, it is not unknown that teachers themseles are not appreciating such fine art, what more the students?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Learning? </span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Why is it so different from what we see on TV? I thought learning is not so much about academics. Its about shaping lives, forming characters, building faith and confidence...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Clearly, that is not the aim here or rather at a more general view, among Asians...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Why do we strive for excelence that in the midst of it all we lose sight of the actual reason we are placed to learn?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">As for me, college though still looks very much like a tuition centre but there, I learn much more than the face value of statutes or basic legal principles...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">I see the reason how a constitution is administered, how legal rules are not just a part of our lives but governs in aspects we hardly knew exists and how important it is to know the law beside cramming in as many cases as I can recall....</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">The point is, learning is about literally learning about something, not the amounts of As at the end of the day or the splendid result slip with a 1st Class honours imprinted on it...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Its about embracing what we learn and appreciating that what we are surrounded with...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span> </div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;">You must learn day by day, year by year, to broaden your horizon. The more things you love, the more you are interested in, the more you enjoy, the more you are indignant about - the more you have left when anything happens.</span></em></div><div align="right"><em><a href="http://quotes.zaadz.com/Ethel_Barrymore"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Ethel Barrymore</span></a><span style="color:#ffcc00;"> (1879 - 1959)</span></em></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-66277984870661928522007-03-28T20:33:00.000+07:002007-03-28T20:41:30.975+07:00<div align="center">Numa Numa...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This guy is just so funny...</div><div align="center">And now you can sing with him too...</div><div align="center">Though this video is like out for ages, he is still very funnny and has attained a certain degree of publicity online...</div><div align="center">Chek him out...</div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjfUEthTHCQ">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjfUEthTHCQ</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-10345850497046508792007-03-20T18:47:00.000+07:002007-03-20T18:58:42.277+07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">Look At This!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">Its one of those days when I chat on msn just to find Tiffz there...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">We chat and check out each others blog (Apparently thats the new way of poking your nose into someone elses life...)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">And we chat about the good old times until I showed her this picture which was stuck on the Malaysian Idol website gallery...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/myselfed/DSCN5284---300.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">Thanks Tiffany for staying with me all along while we wait in line for the auditions...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">I just remembered I never taken an opportunity to do so too...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">Thanks dear...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32807580.post-88544097464770639312007-03-14T13:09:00.000+07:002007-03-20T13:02:58.356+07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 117px" height="132" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/myselfed/0000009740_20060920164240.jpg" width="474" border="0" /></a></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">After weeks of downloading this</span> series I finally got it out of my system...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">18 solid episodes of nothing but pure entertainment, thrill and suspense...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">First of course there is the unforgetable hunks and sexy bimbos of the show...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Then the amazing story which revolves around these people who discover that they have "special abilities" (shriek!!!)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Its very relatable in a sense where no one there look like they are able to naturally accept who they are unlike movies we've watched where one is able to quickly embrace their powers...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">At the end of the day, its all about people just wanting to be normal and how to handle yourself when u get... Abnormal?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Having such relativity makes it even more intriguing and mind boggling at the things that they do which makes you go "Will I do that if I am in their shoes?"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Swithching to acting... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">I love Hayden who plays Claire Bennet...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">She possess the power to heal herself...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">And the power to heal my heart...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">She is just so hot...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><span style="color:#66ffff;"><img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="483" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/myselfed/0000035204_20061021061617.jpg" width="272" border="0" /></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Best of all, I love this guy...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">He plays Hiro Nakamura...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">He is actually just a lighting guy for movies like Star Wars but got himself doing this seriese...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">I must say he is briliant and I mean... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Literally briliant...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">His IQ is 180....</span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><span style="color:#66ffff;"><img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 419px" height="567" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y104/myselfed/0000035205_20061021061621.jpg" width="283" border="0" /></span></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">My verdict?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Well, a pretty good show to replace Desperate Housewives season 2 but I have to take my hat of for the one who wrote this story, its briliant...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;">Make sure you watch it...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0