<?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-1268117314229846043</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:05:13.714+08:00</updated><category term='Carls Jr'/><title type='text'>Changes Made</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-618695257075374466</id><published>2011-11-25T04:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T04:48:13.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture shock.</title><content type='html'>Culture shock is the difficulty people have adjusting to a new culture that differs markedly from their own. Well I had my culture shock when I shifted to tar college. I am not a chinky&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;people. I don't really speak&amp;nbsp;Chinese, I can't write&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;words. So it was kinda difficult for me to exchange few words with the people here. Can you imagine how I survive these four years in a&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;community? So what's the big deal about having culture shock? There are many people around the world have had the similar cause. What I would have notice is that they manage to adjust and suit themselves into the&amp;nbsp;neighbourhood. From what I have seen so far is that the Chinese people here are all so mysteriously themselves against each other and acting with such secrecy. Living in such politically surrounding, you CAN'T afford to SAY ANYTHING or DO ANYTHING that will cost you your social life. Don't you ever try something that heroicly projects your stupidity and get yourself ditched, meaning to say, you're so gonna be foreveralone. You would never want to be into this situation. Trust me, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is another issue where these people take things so upside down. Teasing them in a wrong way is so so gonna get you in trouble. Not only girls, guys too, you know! I had a situation where this person started tagging me and expressing anger saying that I was being so unfair and when other people started putting some of their opinion, that person acting all pussy and delete the post just like that. Yeah, just like that after stirring up some shit showing fucking dick faces. Oh yeah, one more thing, just for the record, they are so good at making people feeling guilty. All this wholesome shitty stuff is so poles apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, there are Chinese people that behave so differently or I should put them in this way, you will feel much better in a group of your type of people that understand your shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;people. Owai~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-618695257075374466?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/618695257075374466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=618695257075374466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/618695257075374466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/618695257075374466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/11/culture-shock.html' title='Culture shock.'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6135453826820861741</id><published>2011-09-23T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:56:42.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours in Disguise</title><content type='html'>In this world, people fight for their injustice, people fight for immorality, people fight for money, people fight to survive, and hazardously they fight only for themselves; egocentrically behaved.&amp;nbsp;Generosity&amp;nbsp;at first and being so selfish in the end as ones unveil true colours that has been a disguise to serve the concealment of identity. Only fools ( or naiveness ) &amp;nbsp;who can still be&amp;nbsp;deceived with such deceitful act. Consequences pay for not being aware of people and you lose when situation's real. They can be very dirty at all times not revealing a single trail to anyone noticing and can still be disguised of a wished individuality. It happens in everywhere now and then, when you're young, old, at school, college, workplace; just everywhere. Is being selfish the only way to live either in a close proximity community or great and very much widened society? People can change in a blink of eye when they come across of life and death situation where they critically need to become a survivor to be a person to live at the end, ignoring any significant consequences that may fall upon them. The cycle of hatred being&amp;nbsp;disseminated everywhere crawling in my mind, so poisonously, and I need a place for my head. Finally, I've come to an understanding why some wealthy people would act like a poor bastard as if they are insulting the poors. God knows the intricacy, difficulty and confrontation they have suffered, with the privation of the necessity of normal and peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever, if there is a heaven, I would definitely NOT gonna be there, hell instead. I fight for retardery. Owai~ We fight for retardery with no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Retards with Cancer and Aids invaded Sg Lembing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEhVkbt7Cs/TnxiOrGCKEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0ZSdY2-SmgY/s1600/DSC_0687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEhVkbt7Cs/TnxiOrGCKEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0ZSdY2-SmgY/s400/DSC_0687.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAVifybfHzY/TnxiT-aef-I/AAAAAAAAAx4/B456WmWP_80/s1600/DSC_0691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAVifybfHzY/TnxiT-aef-I/AAAAAAAAAx4/B456WmWP_80/s400/DSC_0691.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6KNK35-dcc/Tnxiyj54jXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/U45V2sBHG5k/s1600/DSC_0864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6KNK35-dcc/Tnxiyj54jXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/U45V2sBHG5k/s400/DSC_0864.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No matter what happens to the world that we are all living in, we are still going to be awesomely retarded; no cure for this cancer and aids :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6135453826820861741?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6135453826820861741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6135453826820861741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6135453826820861741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6135453826820861741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/09/colours-in-disguise.html' title='Colours in Disguise'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAEhVkbt7Cs/TnxiOrGCKEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0ZSdY2-SmgY/s72-c/DSC_0687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2492447055871715546</id><published>2011-08-15T03:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T03:37:49.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far would you go for money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; As far as the world is concerned, it is still being engaged in a manner where money would indeed help to settle rather many problems, it's either in a good way as you can see it or perhaps the darker side where eyes and heart are plastered showing only shadow. Have you ever wonder&amp;nbsp;how far would you go for&amp;nbsp;when something happens to you or your family and friends, if there's verdict needed to make involving money and your conscience. The complexity of inner sense and money would certainly craft&amp;nbsp;a confusion to people whom are needing both equally. &amp;nbsp;It came to my surprise and coincidently that there were people talking about this matter as this thought came across my mind. I posted a question to a friend: If there's a person accidentally knocked down your family member who was crossing road, he/she then offers&lt;b&gt; RM1mil&lt;/b&gt; to cover shits up begging not to report. Your family member suffers two broken legs which may be a disabled forever. Bear in mind that you come from a poor background family. You do not have the money to sue the jerk. Now what will you do? To fight with your conscience but may not be able to win against a wealthy people that buys law to their side, or to go against your inner sense to accept the offer that may change how people look at you. Many people may choose to fight but when it comes to you in reality, who knows you might change your mind as money and life is almost on par in this changing humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Well that's about money and life, what about betraying yourself wanting money so badly that when people who are fat, ugly, and always talk about food you bad mouthed all this while offer you few thousands ringgit to have sex with you. Would you go for it? Lol. That's about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2492447055871715546?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2492447055871715546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2492447055871715546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2492447055871715546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2492447055871715546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-far-would-you-go-for-money.html' title='How far would you go for money'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1892905040028434405</id><published>2011-06-05T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:37:40.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YNWA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After so many posts, they have been so pictureless, nothing but only  words that would only make reader go chinkier, what I mean is that the  eyes get smaller the longer they look at the paragraphs. I am going to spice this up by just adding one photo inside. It is a dream come true as I have always wanted to see them in action right in front my eyes. When I was uploading this photo, I had a flashback where a screenshot of this moment was actually in my dream, probably years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254828_10150191793821266_724011265_7450440_6278823_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tickets to Liverpool vs Malaysia and training passes to watch them train before the match day. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Fuck yeahh if you know how excited I am. Only the fans will understand the feeling of having these tickets which would mean more than anything else. Some people asked that what's the point of watching them sapu Malaysia, not even a tight match. Well, what I can say is those are bullshits as if they are really supporting Liverpool or one of the Reds. It's not about team who they are against with or players who are coming down to Malaysia, it's about the spirit of being a Liverpool fan, the joy of seeing them in live kicking ass in Bukit Jalil. This is the very first time Liverpool is coming to Malaysia. Rawwrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share a video made by Aaron. We went through so many shits and storm and not forgetting incoming shitstorm in the future that we are ready to face. I bet no one can be as retarded as we are. Kappe forever, nuff said. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/iRVpMOWFfHA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRVpMOWFfHA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRVpMOWFfHA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1268117314229846043-1892905040028434405?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1892905040028434405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1892905040028434405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1892905040028434405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1892905040028434405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/06/ynwa.html' title='YNWA'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3516917185051928452</id><published>2011-05-15T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T02:58:01.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diminishing value</title><content type='html'>Does it really matter to a person to get a good result regardless of going through the process, or being with the people you like that really matters, what about the joy of having fun together, laughing out loud so cheerfully. Some people could just value only for themselves and being so selfish, robbing every chances just to reach the outcome sought. Well I guess humans are naturally born to be evil, the immorality of them that have clearly elucidate the act of such person brings no peace to people like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of being so sisterly hood if you can not conceal the thought of being so jealous, beautified, and do not link the bond of trust that a relationship should have. Having so many problems and yet those can't be settled down with forgiveness. Don't be such a futile person whom lives in vain. This is such miserable way to reach the end of your life. Didn't quotes teach you that you have to let go and move on otherwise you'll be living in the past. This is not inception where you can fix things right through dreams but wake up in reality realizing you still have tons of purpose to complete and you have to run, not walk. The message I was trying to convey is that time does not wait for us to trail what we are pursuing at the moment, falling behind is not a good sign either. Stop being so pessimistic as it carries you no further but only quarter of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3516917185051928452?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3516917185051928452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3516917185051928452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3516917185051928452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3516917185051928452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/05/diminishing-value.html' title='diminishing value'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2524543739029164227</id><published>2011-04-06T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:53:42.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper that would crush you so badly</title><content type='html'>Some people have the tendency to brag about what they have achieved or what they have done that makes them proud to tell in your face that they are so showing off of themselves. Maybe they were trying to share with you or they are being themselves truthfully, who knows but to me, I certainly do not like it the way they express in such a way that it irritates me. True, not many people can take it easily but most of them may hold grudge against them and will eventually fight back by doing back the same thing. If it is me in the situation, I would not fight back directly but to strike by giving all in one shot blow by telling them when they ask. In this way I will either win or have nothing to lose. Profit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already two months since I started working in a bank as a customer relationship officer. I have learned so many things especially discipline. First rule when working with a professional industry like bank, is to be discipline. Very discipline I mean. Punctuality does matter and it affects the most of your reputation. It's kinda sad for me to leave the bank but answering calls would not be my choice in future. Next would be to minimize the severity of mistakes you may do.Well as for me, I did one big mistake that the whole center actually knows about it. It was so embarrassing that I kept thinking about it but when one thing crosses my mind, it would calm myself down. I am leaving soon, so who cares what the fuck I did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh, there is another thing here. When you work in a place like this, please be more professional because the people are taking things so seriously and for granted. Do not use a torn paper to write a message to any person that you find ugly because they will fuck you up just because you give them a piece of torn paper containing very short message that worth throwing after reading it. Oh bother. What kind of person is that? As what I have said, I am going to quit soon enough that I will not see your fugly face anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to finish this and start studying again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2524543739029164227?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2524543739029164227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2524543739029164227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2524543739029164227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2524543739029164227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/04/paper-that-would-crush-you-so-badly.html' title='paper that would crush you so badly'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7275728669806206366</id><published>2011-03-06T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T01:12:46.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Room</title><content type='html'>After a deep thought of deciding whether to stay or leave tbr, I have informed Zheng Yang that I won't be renting the room anymore. Decided to travel from Klang to college everyday. The rent is too expensive, I just can't afford it. This would help to reduce my daily expenses. It may be tiring to drive everyday but as long it is a better and cheaper way. I cannot simply spend at things I don't need. I've started to think maturely that working is not that simple as what you guys think. To earn money is super hard. It's true that the pay day is the happiest day for any working people but if ones do not have planning ahead, the pay would be gone just like that and end up suffering till the next pay day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm adapting to the environment of my work. Training has finally started and I have a lot of things to learn. Colleagues and I are getting closer and we are more united. We started to share things that happen in our lives, our experience, and many more. It's good to have them in such intense place, to laugh out loud together to relax after being so tired of answering calls. However, there's an indian girl who is a year younger than me started to irritates me and she's annoying. She came in 3 weeks after me and she started to crap different stories to different people. She's rude and immature I can say. Whining like a bitch, ohh wait, she is a bitch. Come on, if you like to complain so much about the job, just quit, simple as that. Aduhhh. she is such a drama queen. Nevermind about her. There are many kinds of people wearing different kinds of mask. All we need to do is be careful when you wanna say something that's on your mind because it may get you in trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7275728669806206366?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7275728669806206366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7275728669806206366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7275728669806206366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7275728669806206366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/03/room.html' title='the Room'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-650735840444241059</id><published>2011-02-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:00:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fulfillment</title><content type='html'>I have started working almost for a month now. It wasn't that bad as I had imagined. Started to pick up calls as a customer relationship officer without being fully trained, the trainer is always busy and the center needs us, newbies to answer calls just to maintain the service level that they need to achieve every month. As you know, to be involved in such department, I have to be prepared to face any harsh and rude customers carrying zero intelligence brain, and I had my first one indeed, a very rude customer expressing his anger with filthy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the enjoyment of working in this center started to fill me up everyday especially when it comes to 25th of every month. Having fun with other colleagues, joking around, and being an estet or a kattan in the office. Got to know some malay staffs and we started playing futsal together. Honestly, I am starting to like this job already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I logged onto facebook, I got to know that the sem is going to start on 9th May which I thought it was always be at the end of the month. I will quit the job at the end of May which leaves me no choice but to skip the classes. Oh wait, I do have annual leaves with me, and I will make use of these :) Hopefully I can resist the willing to work after being committed to the bank. That's all for now, gotta go. Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-650735840444241059?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/650735840444241059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=650735840444241059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/650735840444241059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/650735840444241059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/02/fulfillment.html' title='the fulfillment'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7716249062267729371</id><published>2011-02-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T22:07:11.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the First day of work</title><content type='html'>Here starts my working life. Like others would always do, wake up early in the morning, stuck in a traffic jam being afraid all the time that you would be late for work, hell no on my first day! Not as what I have expected, the traffic wasn't that heavy maybe people are still on leave.What will you do if you arrive half an hour early? Just find some random restaurant or mamak stall near your workplace and grab some bites before your stomach cries for food while you're working. That's what I did in the morning, a plate of mee goreng with telur mata kerbau and a cup of teh tarik would fill up the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was my first day? One word, BORED. It started with training before they let us to the battlefield. But I gotta admit that this job ain't that easy yo. Pick up calls till you dream of it and die. It is not even 3-5 seconds, the calls keep ringing all the time. You won't have time to chat with your colleagues or even check sms. Overall, it is an okay job. Got to know some of the mates already. They are friendly. What surprised me is that I am the only chinese that got hired and the only diploma holder while others are actually higher educated than me and far more experience too. I considered myself lucky :) Well of course I spotted some chicks.. Haha. and some double Ds too. cwhatididthere guise :) Brrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7716249062267729371?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7716249062267729371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7716249062267729371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7716249062267729371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7716249062267729371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-day-of-work.html' title='the First day of work'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2517680486796763615</id><published>2011-01-18T05:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T05:08:19.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kasut macam bunga mari</title><content type='html'>One last paper.. a pain in my ass to revise a subject that is known as walls of text. I have lost confidence on my result for this sem as I screwed up badly most of the papers. After finishing this final, I could sleep like a boss everyday until I find a job. New year is coming and it's time to do some shopping. When I was browsing some website and I came across with these two nike sneakers. It's a street fighter version of Chun Li and Ryu.&amp;nbsp;Fell in love at the first sight. It is not only to one but both of the sneakers. Can you feel the awesomeness of these sneakers? I will get one of these awesome sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TTStLAAB0qI/AAAAAAAAAwE/frB9khl9MlU/s1600/022332CrD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TTStLAAB0qI/AAAAAAAAAwE/frB9khl9MlU/s320/022332CrD.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nike SB Dunk Ryu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TTStLjcpgwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PS3hHtT9kKQ/s1600/022333q8R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TTStLjcpgwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PS3hHtT9kKQ/s320/022333q8R.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nike SB Dunk Chun Li&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1268117314229846043-2517680486796763615?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2517680486796763615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2517680486796763615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2517680486796763615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2517680486796763615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2011/01/kasut-macam-bunga-mari.html' title='kasut macam bunga mari'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TTStLAAB0qI/AAAAAAAAAwE/frB9khl9MlU/s72-c/022332CrD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3715593267905704961</id><published>2010-12-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:28:31.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job, finally!</title><content type='html'>I am really going to have myself eating roti and maggie every day if don't get a job to cover my expenses. Well, I got lucky I guess. Hui Kian called me up and offered me a job at lowyat where I only need to stand like a retard and do nothing for 3 days. Too bad I can't join for the netball this weekend and I'm so sorry to Choon Kit. I promised him that I'll play badminton tomorrow but I have to pass. I bet Koon Yee would go mad about this. It's been awhile I never see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates and I have been discussing about a trip to PD next two weeks to have some fun and relax ourselves after a tiring days of completing assignments and midterms. Next semester would be an internship of 3 months for the students. Most of the mates would apply the internship or maybe some are not going to work but go back to their hometown instead. That's why we are planning this trip because we will not be seeing each other for 3-4 months. As for me, I am still considering about applying an internship position. The allowance given is just too low and would not be enough to cover the petrol and some other shits. What I have in mind is that, I'm going to apply a real job as in earning what a diploma graduate should get as I am funding for degree at SHU. I'm not sure if things work out smoothly but I'll just do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3715593267905704961?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3715593267905704961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3715593267905704961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3715593267905704961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3715593267905704961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/12/job-finally.html' title='Job, finally!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-965111609274134770</id><published>2010-11-29T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T06:12:22.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Played Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Assignments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheww. Few assignments are gunned down and two more to go. Check here and there is not an easy task. Once you have found mistakes in the assignments, would you amend it or you don't give a fuck at all because it's not your part? Truth be told that I did amend all of it. I give a damn about it because of the marks are mine. Now I really do miss Mano. She's been a great mate all the time. I just wish she could be here =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Budget&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using up alot of cash this lately. Birthday celebration, outings and best buy of the year = my new desktop. Wallet pun dah kering dahhh, stay at home makan roti and maggie mee. I need more cash just to get one more stuff to complete the whole thing. SC2 FTW. I need to save up another RM200 just to get that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Futsal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futsal is just awesome in every way. I have been playing quite often and as a result, I feel that I have improved so much that I could stay in the court for the whole game and my ball controlling is getting better. Passing like a Stevie G is getting ideal. The best is that I get to play with my bros where the tardforce is united and nothing can stop us. It is too jizzefied and overwhelming. I wish I can play with them every day. It will be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-965111609274134770?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/965111609274134770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=965111609274134770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/965111609274134770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/965111609274134770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/11/played-alive.html' title='Played Alive'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8014010205608179623</id><published>2010-11-17T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:05:37.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how l roll, like /7</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm updating this post with a different status now. Get what I mean? I'm single kthxbai =)&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when Alicia came in to see my blog but end up seeing the same post. Chill lah. Now I'm giving you something new =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had I done for the past few months? Chill the fuck out. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;I'd been to P.Tioman with my bros. Had a lot of fun out there. The best thing of us is that being retarded together is just how we roll, like /7 like that, all the excitement, bros4life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWIqAOiMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/r6dze5_zOYI/s1600/_DSC0354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWIqAOiMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/r6dze5_zOYI/s320/_DSC0354.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One shot that I took. Quite like it. I'm feeling this photo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOXt-PMoPI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NOHS9svyREg/s1600/_DSC0360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOXt-PMoPI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NOHS9svyREg/s320/_DSC0360.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWLDXLi7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/XPo-EvwCxz8/s1600/_DSC0384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWLDXLi7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/XPo-EvwCxz8/s320/_DSC0384.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Waterfall Kg Juara. Laughing out together like retard =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWNyZodAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/edEvJykht1w/s1600/_DSC0794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWNyZodAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/edEvJykht1w/s320/_DSC0794.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So how's my life? Assignments, mid term tests as usual. New brix is, I'm getting a new rig in few days time. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it =). This is how I roll yo. /7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1268117314229846043-8014010205608179623?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8014010205608179623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8014010205608179623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8014010205608179623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8014010205608179623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-how-l-roll-like-7.html' title='This is how l roll, like /7'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TOOWIqAOiMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/r6dze5_zOYI/s72-c/_DSC0354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6538675585380390942</id><published>2010-09-18T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:02:56.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥Our Story♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TJTSe9_3z_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/jvO_avZ6_jY/s1600/123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TJTSe9_3z_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/jvO_avZ6_jY/s320/123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Although today is not a big date nor an anniversary but it is a date that we have know each other for a year now. This one year, we have gone through a lot of things that we are together now and will be forever. It is not a big surprise from me to celebrate this. I know that you are busy with the workloads. I didn't mean to show it like this. At least I still remember. It is not one year yet but by 12 am later it will exactly be it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I just wanna say I love you baby &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6538675585380390942?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6538675585380390942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6538675585380390942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6538675585380390942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6538675585380390942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-story.html' title='♥Our Story♥'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/TJTSe9_3z_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/jvO_avZ6_jY/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8991024162845369834</id><published>2010-09-13T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:34:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The changes</title><content type='html'>After for so long, finally I get to log on to my page and I'll try to make things happen here. Alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I have just gunned down one final as an advanced diploma student and now I'm tasting my 1st sem break. When the new sem starts, I gotta start worrying about my result. Hopefully I don't have to pay extra for the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, bros are going back to UK soon enough. So I gotta spend as much time as possible with them although I don't play Starcraft 2 yet just because my laptop is too brixy to run that game and not having an account is also one of the reasons. Whatever it is, there's only thing I know about having these guys around me is that I can count on them whenever I need them. bros4life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I screwed up my relationship this lately. Ah ah not good not good. Don't really wanna touch about it. Sometimes we have to learn how to let go. Being too stubborn could make things worse. Maybe giving up on something will simply let you at peace. So I'm learning hard to let go of my hands and start moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8991024162845369834?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8991024162845369834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8991024162845369834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8991024162845369834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8991024162845369834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/09/changes.html' title='The changes'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8243285142029877638</id><published>2010-07-04T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:09:39.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futsal yo!</title><content type='html'>World Cup has started, and it's going to be Holland or Germany as what I can foresee it. I guess many people are dying now or hundreds might have already jumped off from building due to unexpected early exits and shocking defeat from the great ones (gambling yo). I should have bet on Germany from the beginning. Because of world cup, I had missed out few classes already, luckily those were lectures, so no big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world cup inspires me for futsal yo. I had a great game last few weekends at Malacca. Enjoy playing futsal with the fags. Good thing is, I'm still as good as stevie G =). Now I'm itching for it, for the ball! for Jabulani! I am going to hunt for teams to play with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8243285142029877638?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8243285142029877638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8243285142029877638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8243285142029877638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8243285142029877638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/07/futsal-yo.html' title='Futsal yo!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3492422641095787891</id><published>2010-05-04T18:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:20:35.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm attached!</title><content type='html'>Hola! It's been awhile since I left my blog obsolete.&amp;nbsp; Now here I am to bring you some news that have been happening around me recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_zGbQXxVI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/SMs_ZrKJo30/s1600/DSC04793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_zGbQXxVI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/SMs_ZrKJo30/s200/DSC04793.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most of you who have been reading my blog all this while knows that I am no longer single anymore. Yes, I'm attached to someone already. She's just everything to me. After all the moments we have shared and when things got complicated, we are finally together. A happy couple :)Love you baby &amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [22.4.2010]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly fyi, I had completed my 2 years course of a diploma. In other words, I'm graduating provided that I pass the finals I had engaged in last month. With the effort I'd put into it, I have the confidence that I'll get good result. Along with the decision I'd made last few month that I will continue my studies to advanced diploma and to get a degree in UK after it, I wish my friends get to graduate with me. For those unfortunates, please study hard for your future because you might just not wanna ruin it. God bless me and all of them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the last paper, I got a job and went for a training. It was a Milo Roadshow where we had to approach and attract customers to participate our games to win a grand prize. I was selected as a team leader. Had been working for this for 2 weekends already. Somehow I screwed up something &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; She knows where I did wrong. Aiks. Will never do that again, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uLrsHoOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/e1J6Y1ZrseM/s1600/25881_1424949424935_1268746186_1207906_1861803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uLrsHoOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/e1J6Y1ZrseM/s200/25881_1424949424935_1268746186_1207906_1861803_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My birthday passed not long ago. They celebrated my day at the gardens, 1U. I felt guilty because I had been busy to set up my booth on that night, hence I didn't really spend time with them. I appreciate what they did for me.Thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uMkwH6UI/AAAAAAAAAuw/FgeYkpHV5gs/s1600/25881_1424963625290_1268746186_1208002_5332188_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uMkwH6UI/AAAAAAAAAuw/FgeYkpHV5gs/s200/25881_1424963625290_1268746186_1208002_5332188_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_viBtWw6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/XOrT1L-TNxQ/s1600/1234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_viBtWw6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/XOrT1L-TNxQ/s200/1234.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_w1e-R6aI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jfSrUbaQHeM/s1600/DSC00440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_w1e-R6aI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jfSrUbaQHeM/s200/DSC00440.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks baby for the cake and a wonderful present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Wednesday night, we went to club at Overtime where we could get bottles of vodka for free. We had 4 bottles among 29 of us. Overtime is more like a pub where we couldn't get ourselves high enough. We decided to switch place to Aloha. It was a crazy night. Thanks Ruixanne and Shinn for the present. It's my all time favourite Polo T shirt. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uOWYWWZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/2qDK9UiDdMg/s1600/29133_1447148900800_1295515081_31262426_4103695_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_uOWYWWZI/AAAAAAAAAu4/2qDK9UiDdMg/s320/29133_1447148900800_1295515081_31262426_4103695_n.jpg" width="320" /&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/1268117314229846043-3492422641095787891?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3492422641095787891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3492422641095787891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3492422641095787891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3492422641095787891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-attached.html' title='I&apos;m attached!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S9_zGbQXxVI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/SMs_ZrKJo30/s72-c/DSC04793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7028169879477615790</id><published>2010-03-29T02:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:30:11.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many 10 years are there in life? =)</title><content type='html'>Received another exciting job from ah han. Last time was to escort Ling Yu Chong and some infamous local artists at genting. This time, artists from HongKong came to perform at Sunway Resort grand ball room. Those who've always watch tvb drama, I bet you would know this line, "yan sang yau gei duo gor sap lin" (in cantonese). Yes! Chai 9 kor came to Malaysia as a guest performer along with three leng lui artists for Panasonic Gala Night Dinner. His wife followed too. We were escorting and protecting them while they were doing their shopping at Pyramid. Stress began to build up as there people started to notice his presence. Fortunately it was weekdays, therefore not many people were in the mall. We could at least rest ourselves but not till at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6-ZmCJfMiI/AAAAAAAAAuY/BkoILDtBYrk/s1600/091123092225342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6-ZmCJfMiI/AAAAAAAAAuY/BkoILDtBYrk/s320/091123092225342.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6-ZkLPOaDI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WapGaEOrN7A/s1600/2009427224711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6-ZkLPOaDI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WapGaEOrN7A/s320/2009427224711.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball room is awesome and as everyone knows that it's quite a prestigious place. Thus I had to dressed up appropriately to keep up with the standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night has begun where the guests in the ball started to get drunk and were playing so crazily. When it was Chai 9 kor's moment to take the stage, we the bodyguard surrounded around the stage and set up a perimeter to a formation. As we thought so, drunkards were pushing around to get near the stage or even climb up. We had to hold each others' hand to push them off. Unexpectedly, a guy who was so drunk started to molest me and playing with my TITS! What the fuck!.Darnnn..He even knocked on my head few times. Asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For god sake, that moment lasted not for long. We were so relieved when he ended his performance. And so the dinner ended. We were still on duty until we escorted him safely to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's next? Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7028169879477615790?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7028169879477615790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7028169879477615790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7028169879477615790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7028169879477615790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-many-10-years-in-life.html' title='How many 10 years are there in life? =)'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6-ZmCJfMiI/AAAAAAAAAuY/BkoILDtBYrk/s72-c/091123092225342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3502844466081929250</id><published>2010-03-19T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:09:40.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple yet so complicated</title><content type='html'>Sometimes being too simple will only create complication. Who doesn't want to be simple? But life ain't gonna be as smooth as you think it would be. If you have ever complain once, you are not simple, same goes to everything in your life. So how to be simple? Not to complain? Not even once? Hell No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if a person sees a situation with a sense of simplicity over 9k? That person will never know the possibilities of what's going to come about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Paramore is still in my head. Hayley rocked my world. Enjoyed my trip and concert with my friends and most of all my cuzzie, Aretha. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6JsP2j0vbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/j6uS0C95Nso/s1600-h/26068_10150138342480721_883790720_11322603_5479507_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6JsP2j0vbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/j6uS0C95Nso/s320/26068_10150138342480721_883790720_11322603_5479507_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh Hayley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3502844466081929250?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3502844466081929250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3502844466081929250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3502844466081929250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3502844466081929250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-yet-so-complicated.html' title='simple yet so complicated'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S6JksKQ79uI/AAAAAAAAAtI/IrHKJvqODmo/s72-c/DSC03188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7130670217642238937</id><published>2010-03-03T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:12:45.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration Everywhere. Twice the Fun.</title><content type='html'>It's another stressful semester. I still can't believe that damn Lee Hock Ge is my lecturer again. He sucks to the max. The concern is, the subject he's teaching is so freaking hard. He can hardly converse in simple, or even a rojak English. Gratefully he doesn't get to teach my class for tutoring, otherwise this gonna be the worst nightmare as he will screw my last semester of the diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another matter that quite a displeasing one. Is she out of her fucking mind to charge us RM20 for this semester? It's not only too pricey, in fact super duper expensive, but heard that she's going to misuse the money in some way. I hope she will keep her words to return us the extra money which have been excessively paid. Or else, an intensifying demonstration is going to fuck you upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of those shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with my friends during CNY. Besides, house visiting and gambling, there were some other activities we enjoiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qaNXECkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/mZkyOZGZ80c/s1600-h/26773_331973843585_663938585_3496398_895659_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qaNXECkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/mZkyOZGZ80c/s200/26773_331973843585_663938585_3496398_895659_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Went skating. Luckily I could actually skate still on the ice after 6 years since the last time I went in there. Celebrated Mun Ling's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qLghCrWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/q_1hxMnIQsw/s1600-h/24859_1381947869621_1259689499_31127980_8088976_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qLghCrWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/q_1hxMnIQsw/s200/24859_1381947869621_1259689499_31127980_8088976_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ruixanne hosted a party. We had makan makan session at there. The food were nice and decent especially the muruku which I almost finished it. I just couldn't resist the temptation of the muruku and held it for the whole night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qUPKcuRI/AAAAAAAAAso/KJxp0Hh6dF8/s1600-h/24859_1382059912422_1259689499_31128217_1724427_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qUPKcuRI/AAAAAAAAAso/KJxp0Hh6dF8/s200/24859_1382059912422_1259689499_31128217_1724427_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qQS2a8wI/AAAAAAAAAsY/CA2bbYDVKGA/s1600-h/24859_1382048232130_1259689499_31128206_1885825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qQS2a8wI/AAAAAAAAAsY/CA2bbYDVKGA/s200/24859_1382048232130_1259689499_31128206_1885825_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qOVkdyyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aaL-O8GntRo/s1600-h/24859_1382035791819_1259689499_31128173_3730262_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qOVkdyyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aaL-O8GntRo/s200/24859_1382035791819_1259689499_31128173_3730262_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qSURKz9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/0ezD2SNyI9s/s1600-h/24859_1382048312132_1259689499_31128207_6107960_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qSURKz9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/0ezD2SNyI9s/s200/24859_1382048312132_1259689499_31128207_6107960_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qXrNQPCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/v5sOZ4ff4Ik/s1600-h/24859_1382078632890_1259689499_31128254_748634_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qXrNQPCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/v5sOZ4ff4Ik/s200/24859_1382078632890_1259689499_31128254_748634_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did some cam whore session with the girls while others were so busy gambling&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qcLxpLQI/AAAAAAAAAtA/uJg20-UqgDA/s1600-h/26653_1369599321217_1268746186_1073077_1823966_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qcLxpLQI/AAAAAAAAAtA/uJg20-UqgDA/s200/26653_1369599321217_1268746186_1073077_1823966_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, FGS Dong Zhen Temple was the place to visit on the last day of CNY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's next? Paramore of course! I'm going to Singapore this weekend. Rawrr!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7130670217642238937?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7130670217642238937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7130670217642238937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7130670217642238937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7130670217642238937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebration-everywhere-twice-fun.html' title='Celebration Everywhere. Twice the Fun.'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S43qaNXECkI/AAAAAAAAAs4/mZkyOZGZ80c/s72-c/26773_331973843585_663938585_3496398_895659_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2136436388702421058</id><published>2010-02-21T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:13:40.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so twisted</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year ended not long ago. Celebrated Chi Ming's birthday as well. Then it was all about house visiting as this is a normaldoings for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester of my Diploma is about to start and Imma gonna graduate soon. Does this graduation mean a lot to me? Not really though. What I want is to finish till degree then I'll be flying high. Now let's just get this thing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be rich. I will be rich! =) (After I start to build my career of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few things keep twisting my brain and drain all my concentration. I need to sort these things quickly. Sometimes it's really hard to make a simple decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2136436388702421058?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2136436388702421058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2136436388702421058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2136436388702421058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2136436388702421058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-so-twisted.html' title='I&apos;m so twisted'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3160361172323906595</id><published>2010-02-04T01:20:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:43:00.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaipusam with DiGi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mz9BwqI-I/AAAAAAAAAr4/ks5Z9w5V9bQ/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a week now after the final exam. Every day I've been thinking on how to earn more money rather than just working as a part timer. When I think about the trips planned, stress begin to build up as this is worse than facing the exam. Besides this, there's another thing that makes me so confused right now which is regarding my studies. To either continue to proceed with advanced diploma at the same college and then fly abroad to finish off my degree, or straight head for a degree as what my mum had advised me so. But if I do pick the second option, I have to find another university for that. Arghh...which indirectly means, I need to do ice breaking session again and make new friends. Oh bother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2muhViTKMI/AAAAAAAAArI/8B_2dSiBlsA/s1600-h/18774_1322215811439_1112151393_31005088_7661547_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2muhViTKMI/AAAAAAAAArI/8B_2dSiBlsA/s200/18774_1322215811439_1112151393_31005088_7661547_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember the job I'd mentioned? Yeah, as a DiGi promoter and it was on Thaipusam Day. I met a lot of my friends which was expected but they were on the same line with me to my surprise. Working with them was fun. Furthermore I get to witnessed some awesome festival. The crowd was definitely over a million. The people were so crazy with the prayers and the way they worshiped their god was absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They were walking, and spinning and acting in a way that they were being possessed. Some of them had their back pierced with so many hooks and were being pulled or pulling something. I was pretty astonished when I saw that or rather freaked out. But it was fun witnessing such interesting festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mxBCmmnFI/AAAAAAAAArw/8CfA7r_euKU/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mvEljwWhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ddivbkHW-s0/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mxBCmmnFI/AAAAAAAAArw/8CfA7r_euKU/s1600/DSC00407.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mxBCmmnFI/AAAAAAAAArw/8CfA7r_euKU/s200/DSC00407.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mvEljwWhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ddivbkHW-s0/s1600/DSC00398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2mvEljwWhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ddivbkHW-s0/s200/DSC00398.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM240 added into the fund. =) &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/1268117314229846043-3160361172323906595?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3160361172323906595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3160361172323906595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3160361172323906595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3160361172323906595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-has-been-week-now-after-final-exam.html' title='Thaipusam with DiGi'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/S2muhViTKMI/AAAAAAAAArI/8B_2dSiBlsA/s72-c/18774_1322215811439_1112151393_31005088_7661547_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6925222694623513839</id><published>2010-01-21T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:43:06.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Ova</title><content type='html'>At last, final is almost over and I can't wait to work right now. Frankly speaking, I didn't feel any stress at all for this final except for one paper which is Law. But I hope I can get good result =) And now, I need money so much! I need to save a large sum of money for my biggest trip - Australia! Rawrr! I wanna get out from Asia. But the best thing I get to meet my best pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having my exams, I was looking for jobs. Damn! I sent so many applications but none of them reply. However, I received a call last week and hell yeah, I'm employed for 2 days. I'm going to work on 29th and 30th of January at Batu Caves. I will be promoting DiGi at there. The pain is it's THAIPUSAM! There will be lots of Indians and traffic jam will not be excluded. Oh well, I might see my friends there having their head shaved. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, may be I'll be working as a guard to take care of artists at Genting as there will be an event coming soon. It's for CNY if I'm not wrong. The pay is good and I get to see some artists huh. Furthermore they provide meals and accommodation as well. It's kinda cool and I asked few of my friends to join along also We can have fun up there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my holiday will be just me working working and working. For Australia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, Paramore live in Singapore is another plan in my list. I'll be heading to Singapore to watch their concert in March. It's coming soon! Hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6925222694623513839?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6925222694623513839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6925222694623513839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6925222694623513839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6925222694623513839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/01/final-ova.html' title='Final Ova'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2029959092422145001</id><published>2010-01-10T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:29:07.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>At first I thought miracle would happen but everything was just my imagination that can never be real. Because believing in miracle, it makes us strive for what we want and somehow realize what we are capable of although that miracle do not happen. For now, I need to temporarily close down my fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Friday will be my first paper which is English. Do I study this? Lolwut. Do not ever look down on this paper. It has its own level of complexity which sometimes confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;15th Jan - English for Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;18th Jan - Marketing, Sales and Customer Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;20th Jan - Personal Financial Planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;23rd Jan - Law Relating to Financial Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;27th Jan - Financial Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the papers that I need to sit for, a total of five. Freaking 3 hours papers except English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is working hard to prepare for exam while I'm searching for part time job. Ain't got the mood to start my revision yet. Soon when I find a perfect engine, I'll go get my key =)&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/1268117314229846043-2029959092422145001?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2029959092422145001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2029959092422145001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2029959092422145001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2029959092422145001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/01/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-4473114179023010921</id><published>2010-01-01T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:03:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Heartache 2009 and Hello to 2010</title><content type='html'>Last year didn't really went well for me. In fact, I ended my year miserably but not totally as I have my kappes for keeping me accompanied. Three of us celebrated new year at my house with some snacks and drinks sitting on a brand new sofa of mine that had just delivered into here not long ago =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did was, before the clock stroke 12 sharp, we spilled out everything that happened in year 2009 and wished for a better one this year. It seemed that I was the one who had so many stuff to say. I was still continuing even after the clock turned 12am sharp. But at least I managed to finish it all or maybe I left out a few. It doesn't matter anymore anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many bad things happened but of course the good ones came in as well. I could say that, the year 2009 was the year that had widened up my angle of seeing things around me. With all the ups and downs, who doesn't have these every year? With good and bad times happened in 2009, had certainly brought many experiences to me. To see what's right or wrong, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since those had already passed and there are no longer in a position to take place into my memory for this new year but to treasure it and learn what's right and wrong, good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2010 will be a better one for me. By the way, final is around the corner. Arrghh! Gotta start study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-4473114179023010921?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/4473114179023010921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=4473114179023010921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4473114179023010921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4473114179023010921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-my-heartache-2009-and-hello-to.html' title='Goodbye My Heartache 2009 and Hello to 2010'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1875823876725418800</id><published>2009-12-26T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T05:09:34.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ended</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm updating an abandoned-for-sometime blog of mine with another emotional post. This time it is a sad thing but turns out to be a peaceful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to taste the rejection by someone. I was so stressed out and down. The situation was like I was almost drowned in the middle of the sea having nobody to hold my helpless hands. My mind was struggling so hard till I could hardly breathe which could possibly break into pieces. I am this weak. Very weak indeed. I fag out myself for so many times. Sometimes I always wonder why am I such a weakling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices of theirs reached in time to save my soul being dragged out to nowhere. Every words they had said to me flashes back into my troubled mind. Thanks to Aaron and Chi Ming keeping me accompanied when I truly needed you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing just fine. All I need is time to heal up the wound. Perhaps this is what people say, first cut is the deepest. It's a new experience to me and I have learned a lot through this. I've grown tougher now. I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to know you. I was so blissful and truly appreciate the time we had together and all the memories although not much but it means a lot to me. Thanks for everything. We are not fated to be lovers but we can still stay as best friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1875823876725418800?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1875823876725418800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1875823876725418800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1875823876725418800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1875823876725418800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/12/ended.html' title='Ended'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6031053205159764016</id><published>2009-12-16T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:15:16.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photochop!</title><content type='html'>After having some "awesome" weeks of assignments and midterms, I am finally having a break but not for long because final is coming soon T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to put 100% effort into my assignments simply due to my laziness =) but I was capable enough just to get good marks though. Okay..enough of LC-ing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to kick a ball! I wanna show off my skills. I wanna play with professionals and fun mates. I wanna make incredible passes. I wanna run along with a ball. I wanna dribble pass through everyone in court. I wanna make a glory moment of myself. I wanna play futsal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takde kaki larr but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I found myself a new hobby. Photoshop.com. It is so fun and I am already addicted to it. To edit one picture it takes so much of time.&lt;br /&gt;Well mates, Photochop is serious business. Truestory.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6031053205159764016?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6031053205159764016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6031053205159764016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6031053205159764016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6031053205159764016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/12/photochop.html' title='Photochop!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8340480832803437007</id><published>2009-12-02T17:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:07:46.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teletubbies - Nostalgied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxYwB5rYyqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/f9TTyndVrhU/s1600-h/tickets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxYwB5rYyqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/f9TTyndVrhU/s320/tickets.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410564811553032866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that??!! Last2 weeks I entered a movie contest and I won myself 2 preview passes to watch Love Happens =) It was my first time joining this contest and I was lucky enough to win this. Or I shall say I was capable enough with excellent answers I submitted to the site. It was through sms and it cost RM0.50 per sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this is impossible, well mates, I'va made it. I bet you guys had a thought of these, "Useless wan lah. Cannot win wan. You think I so lucky meh?"&lt;br /&gt;Not until you try, you will forever be carrying these for your whole life, not attempting to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days, I saw a link posted by someone about teletubbies dancing Sorry Sorry-SuperJuniors. They were so cute and I had myself a good laugh too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! I miss this cartoon so much. My brothers and I had always been watching it together. They simply represent us because they are foursome, we are foursome too.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm in which colour among them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxY3CKUVW2I/AAAAAAAAArA/eyTYpK8lOL0/s1600-h/slideshow01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxY3CKUVW2I/AAAAAAAAArA/eyTYpK8lOL0/s320/slideshow01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410572512601135970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh Oh! (Hello)&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxY3BiMwz1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ViooZWMjSxs/s1600-h/teletubbies-happypreview.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxY3BiMwz1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ViooZWMjSxs/s320/teletubbies-happypreview.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410572501831962450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa Laa, Po&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/1268117314229846043-8340480832803437007?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8340480832803437007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8340480832803437007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8340480832803437007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8340480832803437007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/12/teletubbies-nostalgied.html' title='Teletubbies - Nostalgied'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SxYwB5rYyqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/f9TTyndVrhU/s72-c/tickets.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-4508271452176819047</id><published>2009-11-27T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:28:05.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>There's a joke which I found it rather a hilarious one. Just wanna share with you. Enjoy and get ready to burst out in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural  pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gestures alluring to the barman, who comes immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals for him to bring his face close to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his beard, which is full and bushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you the manager?" she asks. softly stroking  his face with both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, no" he replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you get him for me -- I need to speak with him." She is running her hands up beyond  his beard and into his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm afraid I can't." breathes the barman. "Is there anything I can do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell him that there is no toilet paper in the ladies room."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-4508271452176819047?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/4508271452176819047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=4508271452176819047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4508271452176819047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4508271452176819047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1892871422984332388</id><published>2009-11-22T21:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:36:22.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new shoes, am getting one more.</title><content type='html'>I was in dire need of a new pair of shoes. Last week, all my shoes were all worn out except one which is red in colour. That pair is also not a comfortable one though as it hurts my feet especially my heels. But now everything is solved. A brand new shoes I bought not long ago. It cost me only RM50! It's friggin cheap! It gets nicer the more I look at it. Thought of showing off in front of my mum. Surprisingly she asked me to get one more pair of shoes. I was very happy indeed. Now I get to buy another one which means there will be another shopping day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7e3LzvWI/AAAAAAAAApw/h6M_GKzKsCM/s1600/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7e3LzvWI/AAAAAAAAApw/h6M_GKzKsCM/s200/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406918229030583650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7faKDGwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Eyhz-2bg0ao/s1600/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7faKDGwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Eyhz-2bg0ao/s200/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406918238418443010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7fDlPqtI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7psN2S7TSCM/s1600/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7fDlPqtI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7psN2S7TSCM/s200/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406918232358496978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had steamboat with my parents yesterday night. These days are cold enough so we decided to have some hot stuff to get our body warmed up. Besides steamboat, we ordered crabs and lala. The lala attracted me till I snapped a pic of it. It was huge, the biggest I had so far I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk94FZiA7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/mG-5okY0fjQ/s1600/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk94FZiA7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/mG-5okY0fjQ/s200/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406920861366223794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1892871422984332388?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1892871422984332388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1892871422984332388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1892871422984332388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1892871422984332388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-shoes-am-getting-one-more.html' title='My new shoes, am getting one more.'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Swk7e3LzvWI/AAAAAAAAApw/h6M_GKzKsCM/s72-c/DSC00329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-112703170905897125</id><published>2009-11-18T04:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T05:55:01.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBF 5 Photo-taking Session</title><content type='html'>It's 5 in the morning now. I had finally done drafting a report regarding the issue of local products. It looked easy but when I was doing it, I scratched my head till my hair fell off and were everywhere around the floor (alright, I know this is exaggerating). Since time allowed me to blog awhile before I go get some sleep, I would like to take this opportunity to introduce my classmates to all of you who read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday after we finished our lesson of the day, we gathered around to have some class photo taking session. The theme was Black or White, so most of us wore black and white tops. Basically all of us were so excited and were quite noisy that day which made our tutor next door so uptight. She had already came to gave us a warning but we continued on our way, ignorant of the consequences which lay ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZUPxA3RI/AAAAAAAAApo/Ntzy0hjw_EU/s1600/P1010348.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZUPxA3RI/AAAAAAAAApo/Ntzy0hjw_EU/s320/P1010348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405191813394914578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my class, there are only 5 guys including me out of 20 students.  Can you see how happy we are by just having so many girls around us everyday. Joking.com  Lol.. Koon Yee left us due to improper scheduling of his timetable and he mixed it up till it clashed with our class timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjInPx2I/AAAAAAAAAog/EDfbeqapaTQ/s1600/13842_1253462506723_1534360855_2190109_1286211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjInPx2I/AAAAAAAAAog/EDfbeqapaTQ/s320/13842_1253462506723_1534360855_2190109_1286211_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189870149683042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjUcGr7I/AAAAAAAAAoo/uzOoD78syv0/s1600/P1010345.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjUcGr7I/AAAAAAAAAoo/uzOoD78syv0/s320/P1010345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189873324175282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZTwvbrXI/AAAAAAAAApg/ItSAKOTo7Pw/s1600/P1010351.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZTwvbrXI/AAAAAAAAApg/ItSAKOTo7Pw/s320/P1010351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405191805066784114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXkBcFv4I/AAAAAAAAApA/c92JtmKAoJ0/s1600/13842_1253462626726_1534360855_2190112_5757359_n.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXkBcFv4I/AAAAAAAAApA/c92JtmKAoJ0/s320/13842_1253462626726_1534360855_2190112_5757359_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189885403709314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXj1xUMMI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Hu3MHNpSYVA/s1600/13842_1253462706728_1534360855_2190113_582183_n.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXj1xUMMI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Hu3MHNpSYVA/s320/13842_1253462706728_1534360855_2190113_582183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189882271510722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjtQUPLI/AAAAAAAAAow/HJ_YQYCXi-I/s1600/13842_1253462586725_1534360855_2190111_1841265_n.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMXjtQUPLI/AAAAAAAAAow/HJ_YQYCXi-I/s320/13842_1253462586725_1534360855_2190111_1841265_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405189879985618098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we were about to finish, guess what? We finally had our mouths shut and were forced to leave the room. She came to us again with a really mad face and raised her voice. Gotta admit it was our fault at first to make her so uptight again. But we had our fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZTdQK73I/AAAAAAAAApY/rVsJ5-X5zSo/s1600/P1010341.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZTdQK73I/AAAAAAAAApY/rVsJ5-X5zSo/s320/P1010341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405191799835389810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying to pick a fight. Look at how serious I was. But he fukken smiled at me! Lol..Was he looking down on me? (He was indeed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZS29QBnI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FraziaAhq48/s1600/P1010374.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZS29QBnI/AAAAAAAAApQ/FraziaAhq48/s320/P1010374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405191789555484274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright. This was a lil bit unethical of act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZSRd5i6I/AAAAAAAAApI/9a8r7TmuDCw/s1600/P1010354.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZSRd5i6I/AAAAAAAAApI/9a8r7TmuDCw/s320/P1010354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405191779491875746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the chair wei. She was trying to hentam me with that chair. I was so pathetic T_T&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/1268117314229846043-112703170905897125?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/112703170905897125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=112703170905897125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/112703170905897125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/112703170905897125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/dbf-5-photo-taking-session.html' title='DBF 5 Photo-taking Session'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SwMZUPxA3RI/AAAAAAAAApo/Ntzy0hjw_EU/s72-c/P1010348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5187614066395837449</id><published>2009-11-16T18:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:54:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About us</title><content type='html'>So you did read it. Yeah, we don't have to rush about this matter. Slowly we will get this through together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the TGI Friday, I know you would feel guilty if you didn't treat me. That time I really thought of paying it together but I know you won't feel nice if I insist to pay. So I kept my wallet away. About the stress you mentioned, I didn't feel it as a burden to me as I could still afford to just fetch you. I'm not the guy who will keep buying things you want. I don't want to treat you that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprises and romantic thingy are all about that very moment. It's not about long lasting. True though but it's a start of long lasting one. To be honest, I actually had plan one earlier but it was rather a failed one because it was too rush. Remember Hui Kian asked you about your brother's phone number? I was the one who wanted the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that there are more to come, as they keep crossing into my mind. I'd just get excited whenever I think about it. I guess I'll keep these till we both are ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will need you. Always do. I will wait for the time for us to be together for real. As usual, I won't give up on you. No matter how I concentrate into my studies, there's always a room for you in my mind. This is always. It's not that I will get distracted but just to tell you I always think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you told me something secret. Let me tell you something secret here. Do you know I have a nickname called Budget King? Friends always call me that. It's true that I'm not rich and I also know that you will not don't want me because of this. I just know it. Every time whenever my friends wanted to go somewhere prestigious, they will first look at me. Haha. True story.com. I will not just simply spend money because I know myself and my family situation. About financial we both can settle it together. That's what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you said, both of us will get very busy this lately. But I hope we will not lose each other. Less outing I can agree with that. But I still want to be like usual like how we used to be as in chatting or sms-ing. I don't wanna lose you. I will always be whenever and wherever you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will focus on my studies and you must also gambateh. We both can make it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed that day too. After that night, I actually put one of the photos as my phone wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5187614066395837449?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5187614066395837449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5187614066395837449' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5187614066395837449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5187614066395837449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-us.html' title='About us'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6027940404717206367</id><published>2009-11-15T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:15:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double or Nothing</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I am so worry and afraid that I'll let this slip again. Have you thought that why you still hear nothing from me? You must be wondering also whether am I really the guy you need? In my mind, I always set aside of it to think about you, confession, surprises, plans and most importantly, a night to make you say yes to my confession. It just keep coming and coming all these thoughts and how I wish to make it come true as soon as possible. But it can't be rushed because doing things in a haste will ruin everything. I just want to know you more before I make a truly deep proposal. I don't want you to think that I'm treating you good just because I'm chasing you. I want this to be different. Hopefully time allows me to do everything perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already make myself a promise. After all assignments and tests, I will make a double or nothing. Or maybe even sooner... I just need you to have faith in me. I will make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments assignments and assignments. I need to finish these within 2 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6027940404717206367?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6027940404717206367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6027940404717206367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6027940404717206367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6027940404717206367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-am-so-worry-and-afraid-that.html' title='Double or Nothing'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6798170367204964291</id><published>2009-11-08T13:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:42:00.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>What is done cannot be undone. There's no use looking back at what we have done wrong. Living with regrets will only stop us from reaching the light we're striving at. Good and bad things happen in our lives everyday. It's just depends on how we face it and move along. I was once stuck under this circumstance, thoughts were so deep until I couldn't find a way back to the state of my original mind. It will come when it should. Seize it by force would not help and will only make thing goes worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to be someone who is not you to get what you want? It's true we have to be a lil different but not as in we change the way we live, the way we do things to get what we desire. This is so wrong. The concept here is, be yourself and things will eventually go smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to update what I have done last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Svgan014xbI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iIoJiP81zGA/s1600-h/DSC02502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Svgan014xbI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iIoJiP81zGA/s200/DSC02502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402097024532792754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SvgankP_IqI/AAAAAAAAAnw/PJMvpdIvYAI/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SvgankP_IqI/AAAAAAAAAnw/PJMvpdIvYAI/s200/DSC02490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402097020078858914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone knows that The All American Rejects came to Bukit Jalil last week. The concert started with a blast featuring One Buck Short, Disagree and Pop Shuvit. The first 2 band who performed were not entertaining enough but Pop Shuvit lived us up. We managed to squeezed in as close as possible. AAR showed up quite late after local bands had performed. But still, they rocked the carpark! Didn't get to snap much pictures though. But few songs were recorded at full, thanks to Aaron. I bet there were many people cursed him because of his Imba Height.  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I do really know what you want and what you need. I was so stupid for wasting the chance that I could have. My mind and mouth froze me so hard. I was too stiff myself to say it out.  I really need you to be by my side. All I want to ask is for another chance. Only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really need this chance and I don't want you to give up. I was way too long to be in this situation. I am  resembling myself as fast as I could. I will never give up on you. No matter how you will reject me after a mistake I've made. I know this may be too late. Regretting will be a useless solution. I will do the best to make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you that I really know what you need. I care about you so much. All I want is you. You are the reason for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6880298967127518723?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6880298967127518723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6880298967127518723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6880298967127518723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6880298967127518723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sorry-for-being-stupidest-person-in.html' title=''/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8302657472063742904</id><published>2009-11-04T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:25:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broz4lyfe!</title><content type='html'>A notification popped out from my facebook and guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SvE4QmK4D1I/AAAAAAAAAng/kP-wjo-G1UE/s1600-h/bros+for+life.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SvE4QmK4D1I/AAAAAAAAAng/kP-wjo-G1UE/s200/bros+for+life.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400159285969162066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was indeed very happy and I smiled at it. The photo made me cry myself out. I'm a fag, I know but I couldn't help it. Thank you so much. Words can't describe my feeling towards this. You guys know it well. *Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8302657472063742904?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8302657472063742904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8302657472063742904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8302657472063742904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8302657472063742904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/11/broz4lyfe.html' title='Broz4lyfe!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SvE4QmK4D1I/AAAAAAAAAng/kP-wjo-G1UE/s72-c/bros+for+life.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2610336642139882155</id><published>2009-10-28T02:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:16:54.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems of no problems</title><content type='html'>It's true when people say that do not keep all the problems to yourself. Share to someone close to you or to those who can really advice you. Because, you would suffer so much by not letting go the stress and pressure you mount up everyday. It will eventually drives you crazy. The insanity in you would be ignited just like that. If you think you can handle with these with a fine way, it would be alright but to those who couldn't deal with it may fall so hard until your mood will become so down and expressionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this situation but I managed to cope it well. I find friends to talk with. I share my problems with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all,&lt;br /&gt;what really make my day is by just seeing you would live me up and put a big smile on my face. Anything that can't be solved will be resolved by just looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true.story.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2610336642139882155?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2610336642139882155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2610336642139882155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2610336642139882155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2610336642139882155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-true-when-people-say-that-do-not.html' title='Problems of no problems'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3912170079544413716</id><published>2009-10-23T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:31:52.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be strong</title><content type='html'>Result checked. Not satisfied but I'm grateful that I passed all the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ate too much bun and wasn't at home for almost every night before my papers.&lt;br /&gt;I want to blame Sathes, Lai and Kev for this. Lol. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New sem has started not long ago. As expected, assignments have started to pile up on the 1st day itself. As usual, the mood is yet to come. It's already week 3 now, everybody is getting started and I'm still slacking around acting like a burden-less college student.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's about time to get serious. Assignments! Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SuCi97WXm7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bbkLsmNLAoY/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SuCi97WXm7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bbkLsmNLAoY/s200/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395491538377087922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright. These are just downturns of your life you have to face. Be strong and be tough. Take it slowly. It doesn't have to be done in a rush. I know you can do it. I'm always be at your side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3912170079544413716?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3912170079544413716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3912170079544413716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3912170079544413716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3912170079544413716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/result-checked.html' title='Be strong'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SuCi97WXm7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bbkLsmNLAoY/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-435101010396591225</id><published>2009-10-15T21:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:54:54.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My feeling for you</title><content type='html'>I don't care anymore whether you're busy or going to fully concentrate on your studies. My feeling just can't hide. All my saying were maybe a lil silly but I'm so into you this much. Everywhere I go, you would appear in my thoughts. Everywhere I look, your shadow will be in my sight. It gets stronger as days go by. I might not good in expressing this but I truly hope that you and I are going to be together forever. I know I am not putting more effort to bridge us together but I'm trying hard. As you said, time can change anything. It will change something between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presence of yours has light up my way of living.&lt;br /&gt;You're stubborn, I'm soft-hearted. You have a negative way of thinking but I'm positive and I will learn up more to be. I don't mind if I have to speak broken Mandarin but I'll learn it to the toppest regardless the resistive mouth of mine and the difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can fulfill the 3 days without you in my life. I'm going to forfeit it. I will never give up no matter how you wanna push me away. If you scared you'd hurt my feeling, don't mind about it. as I'm afraid that I can't be giving you enough. But believe me, I'm going to make you fall for me even I have to be a such a bad ass to make you break your promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-435101010396591225?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/435101010396591225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=435101010396591225' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/435101010396591225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/435101010396591225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-feeling-for-you.html' title='My feeling for you'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1519216717325951854</id><published>2009-10-12T14:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:49:05.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours</title><content type='html'>I had quite a lonely yet a relaxing 2 weeks of holiday. The only 2 activities I had were Bukit Tinggi, Pahang trip and a bbq night at my house. Sounds miserable right? But I did enjoyed and truly appreciates the time we had together because without them, I might just be another  lifeless guy who didn't even get a ring from the cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ02x_nzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jXpjl0cHPFI/s1600-h/DSC02246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ02x_nzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jXpjl0cHPFI/s200/DSC02246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593613811490610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ1ewQAlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/AxhJgyhl8vA/s1600-h/DSC02269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ1ewQAlI/AAAAAAAAAmY/AxhJgyhl8vA/s200/DSC02269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593624541594194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJz7L-ylI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3ZwpYfCY3n4/s1600-h/DSC02133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJz7L-ylI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3ZwpYfCY3n4/s200/DSC02133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593597814360658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ0aSVMjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4wLZjiXgiqs/s1600-h/DSC02223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ0aSVMjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4wLZjiXgiqs/s200/DSC02223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391593606162494002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLMZlA37aI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wMu24ar9kfc/s1600-h/P1000825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLMZlA37aI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wMu24ar9kfc/s200/P1000825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596443720478114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught in the act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLMZCRnbvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TmcDcIf8w_Y/s1600-h/P1000824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLMZCRnbvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TmcDcIf8w_Y/s200/P1000824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391596434395459314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucas being adored but the truth we will never know! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it doesn't sound bad like it seemed because there's a wonderful thing has happened to me. A girl who appeared has just sparkled up my colourless life which had only black and white painting . I am finally learning how to use a proper way of colouring to spice up anything I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time flies, the wound that carved incredibly deep has started to heal up. Learning not to stress things out and to lose the tension of certain strings which got tied up in dramas. Honestly, I'm seeing things more clearly now. To be in a state of hostility, to carry an intense feeling everywhere, to hate and to feel hatred, these are burdens of life and why be in those states? It's simple, we can't love if we don't hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1519216717325951854?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1519216717325951854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1519216717325951854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1519216717325951854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1519216717325951854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-quite-lonely-yet-relaxing-2-weeks.html' title='Colours'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/StLJ02x_nzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jXpjl0cHPFI/s72-c/DSC02246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-256875059357974807</id><published>2009-10-10T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:49:30.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know your enemy..</title><content type='html'>Now I really started to get irritated about how you act although you know it's just so not appropriate. By simply saying sorry will not put us at any ease situation at all. Plus it may make thing worse. I truly hope that what I thought about you is not going to be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-256875059357974807?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/256875059357974807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=256875059357974807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/256875059357974807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/256875059357974807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-know-your-enemy.html' title='Do you know your enemy..'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3866213168554704834</id><published>2009-10-02T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:27:15.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New divide..</title><content type='html'>I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me. I remember each flash as time began to blur. Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me. And your voice was all I heard and I get what I deserve.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So give me reason to prove me wrong to wash this memory clean. Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes. Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between. Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies across this new divide.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was nothing in sight but memories left abandoned. There was nowhere to hide, the ashes fell like snow. And the ground caved in between where we were standing. And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;In every loss, in every lie, in every truth that you deny. And each regret and each goodbye was a mistake too great to hide.&lt;/span&gt; And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So give me reason to prove me wrong to wash this memory clean. Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes. Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between. Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;across this new divide&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron, faham tak? Lol. I expect you to understand this..&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/1268117314229846043-3866213168554704834?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3866213168554704834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3866213168554704834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3866213168554704834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3866213168554704834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-divide.html' title='New divide..'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7575162581703145286</id><published>2009-09-27T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:43:51.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to be a MAN</title><content type='html'>It's been the same, always the same. It never changed from the beginning I thought it would. I guess this is what I have to call it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FATE&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply thought that September is not a good month for us but I can feel October will be a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta feeling woo hooo&lt;br /&gt;That October's gonna be a good month, a good good month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm into something really big this time. It decides my time to be a man. It gives a whole new experience to me. It tests my capability of doing it. It doesn't matter I shine or fall, as long I could take it like man, hold it like a man, and finish it like a man. God bless me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, Sate! Don't eat till you become fat because you are sad! Take Care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7575162581703145286?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7575162581703145286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7575162581703145286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7575162581703145286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7575162581703145286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-be-man.html' title='Time to be a MAN'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5276856390969697409</id><published>2009-09-22T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:06:08.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgied Moments</title><content type='html'>Hey, I got a date with my friends, Prashanth, Logo and Aaron. We had nice fried chickens at Goodwood and chatted for hours about secondary schools stuff. We talked about how silly we were during that time, funny things that we did. I somehow nostalgied my school life. Being at those days, dont have to worry about money and education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a delightful dinner we had, Logo and Prashanth have to back. So after sending them home, Aaron and I decided to go for a movie. Since G-Force and Gamer were full, we chose Perfect Getaway instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SrfNNzXbu0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/FeZeVW_mEj4/s1600-h/a_perfect_getaway01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SrfNNzXbu0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/FeZeVW_mEj4/s200/a_perfect_getaway01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383997516555205442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was totally twisted. The entry that a couple made was supposed to be bad guys but they were kelefe. Another couple that acted so myteriously and was kinda scary were good guys and the pretended to be good guys were the killers which we thought they were the good guys. Lol. Well, it's a not-recommended-movie to be watched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5276856390969697409?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5276856390969697409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5276856390969697409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5276856390969697409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5276856390969697409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/09/nostalgied-moments.html' title='Nostalgied Moments'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SrfNNzXbu0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/FeZeVW_mEj4/s72-c/a_perfect_getaway01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7915706586615156917</id><published>2009-09-21T01:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:46:22.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bros for life</title><content type='html'>Friends go through hard times together to be bros. Some are destined to be and others are only bonds that barely tied. Being bros is more than to give and take. It's all about being honest to each other, no matter what mistakes they make, the bond they have would never be broken. People who never learn how to give and take, they will never appreciate or be appreciated by anyone. Maybe there are who falls at the same category but it would not last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself experienced it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were few unpleasant incidents I got stunned and blown away right after knowing the truth that I would never wanted to see in my life but it just happened in front of my eyes. It was kinda painful and hard for me to get over it. As what I've said, they are barely bonded friends that exist around me. I'm not going to have a childish mind to mark it inside my heart or somewhereelse.jpg just to remember what they've done. Ignoring them will be the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trust me zhengyang, you will never wanna know or to get into situations that happened to me all this while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I was so chickened out till I screwed things up. Now I realize that if I never stood up, I will live under the dark clouds forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on...I just be what I'm brought up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get back to where I suppose to write :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome break I have at this time. Just wanna emphasize that another friend will be leaving soon. By the time I finish this post, he would be on the plane 'looking down' at Malaysia which gets smaller and smaller. Not to forget about Sathes who had left earlier last week. So long my bros and we shall meet again. This holiday is definitely a long one. I guess I'm all alone now. With Aaron soon going back to Malacca. Sigh. What's left on me is just a piece of music instrument I borrowed from Aaron. I'm going to spend my holiday to practice some shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7915706586615156917?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7915706586615156917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7915706586615156917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7915706586615156917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7915706586615156917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/09/bros-for-life.html' title='Bros for life'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1663371050206943893</id><published>2009-09-03T05:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:41:38.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MPK! Big Bowl Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sp7vnlrxD3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GOnXRab22yw/s1600-h/ATT00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sp7vnlrxD3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GOnXRab22yw/s200/ATT00016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376998468536569714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wata gua !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diu..it's six in the dawn. As predicted by sate, I can't sleep after hearing a lil exposure of one curious cool story from Lai. Chill chillz..soon the sky will turn dark and off I go for gossiping =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to change my blog layout. Getting tired of this layout as it looks so dull and boring! Maybe next time as soon as my exam is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sp7pOLDeVSI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NH08HrxGAo8/s1600-h/tent-card-%28front%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sp7pOLDeVSI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NH08HrxGAo8/s200/tent-card-%28front%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376991434821752098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this advertisement at /k/. The temptation of it excites me. I may not be the same like how I used to be few years ago but I would wanna give it a try. Its FREE if I manage to hantam everything within 10 minutes.To really win this, we must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;THINK like MPK and EAT like MPK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anybody wants to join me? Make sure you come with an empty stomach. If you fail to finish it within 10mins, you have to pay and it's not CHEAP!&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/1268117314229846043-1663371050206943893?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1663371050206943893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1663371050206943893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1663371050206943893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1663371050206943893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/09/mpk-big-bowl-challenge.html' title='MPK! Big Bowl Challenge!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sp7vnlrxD3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GOnXRab22yw/s72-c/ATT00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5134566434345932481</id><published>2009-08-31T01:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:01:05.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When September begins</title><content type='html'>I'm just so tired about every thing. I may have been putting things over concerned most of the time. When I care about a thing so much, I can't seem to get over it. That's my negative attitude towards life. Maybe it's time for me to learn the meaning of 'let it be'. Giving up something does not mean you will lose everything but else in return. This is what you need to be adapted to so that you'll march on a path you choose. Hesitation would exist however it will be nothing but a finger tip not to be in dilemma because you would slowly discover what's the best for you as time goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Need to move on and not to live in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September will be a harsh month. As my exam is going on, one by one would leave for their future. There are four of my friends will be flying over to UK and Japan. I don't dare to imagine how my life would be without them. No more yumcha session, we can't gossip around (believe me, we are better than girls in gossiping..lol), our epicness when we are together..lol&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't feel like writing this anymore...save it for other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1268117314229846043-5134566434345932481?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5134566434345932481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5134566434345932481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5134566434345932481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5134566434345932481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-september-begins.html' title='When September begins'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1026701498709447054</id><published>2009-07-27T01:00:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:42:25.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbreakable Bond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sm2NEz2cRSI/AAAAAAAAAjo/pBjJm46Mhm4/s1600-h/P9270072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a busy month for me. I spent my days sitting in front of my laptop working on assignments. Some assignments are need to be done in a group manner. Talking about group assignments, it doesn't really make any difference to me because it looks exactly like individual one. In a group, you will somehow get a good mate AND a WORST of all. Therefore I wanna take this opportunity to express my gratitude to her. How grateful I am to have her as my groupmate. So basically, you would have already gotten a rough idea. Yeah, only both of us performed in a group of 4 in every assignments. We have to wipe their shits off too. Just because we let them pass doesn't mean they can do the same shit all the time. It would be alright if at least they do shit but the problem is they don't do a shit! Swt! They just can't seem to get it. Oh well, as long I can get what I deserve is enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Koon Yee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please get your ass back on track and focus more on what you need to pursue. Stop filling up schedule with sports activities and entertainment while you abandon your studies. There is always a limit you must know and not to cross it even an inch although you know what should not be done. I don't wanna lose you as a classmate in my class next term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sm2ROxWRrlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5ZUfOwaPdPw/s200/13354637846367l.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363102414219095634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found something very old but not so old xD. Photos of me and my friends during my secondary school time. Although I didn't achieve much that time but God let me found them as they slowly changed my life to a right path. They may not know this process but I gotta admit that they appear in my heart as important ones. DSL..of course not to forget Chi Ming and Aaron.. still remember? When I think back, it gives me a big LOL as I really will put a smile on my face even in the middle of the class. Oh my god, three little bastards talk to each other in malay. Others in the class laughed at us because we chinese don't speak chinese to each other. Weird huh? But who cares about that...this is what makes us the best, right? Look at sate..how thin he was, compare to now? Lol. Chill chill. Chi Ming, Lai and I didn't change much though. We grew mentally and become wiser and more mature of course. Plus we are taller now. haha..ohh goshh I really miss those time dudes. There was once three of us (Me Lai and Sate) represented our school to compete in science project among schools in Selangor or just Klang? Darn, I forgot. Nevermind about that. During our intraschool competition to get representative title, we failed and lost to Ang's group but why did I say we represented the school? This is a funny one, at least for us. There was a day when we were so free at late evening waiting to go back home. We took our glider out just to have some fun as Ang followed as well. The wind was quite strong that time but it helped us fly the glider perfectly. Too bad Ang's attempts were failed that moment. Coincidentally, 2 of physics teachers were sitting on the stage witnessed our perfect glides and his fail attempts. They changed their mind on whom to bring to the competition. That was how we could get our ass into interschool science project competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sm2GLUqoQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3jQR_lwvgSM/s320/Image(076).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363090260352320402" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The very first time we went to Genting after some ponna planning at form 4 mid term school break. We went up there with Lai's family and relatives too. Thanks to him we had the chance to stay at Penthouse at Highland Hotel. I could still remember the dinner we had together with his family and relatives. It was delicious till finger lickin good. Haha..I sapu-ed all the chickens...that's me..tak malu malu...Chi Ming fell sick on the second night. While he was resting in the room, lai and his grandma, and me went to the room to have a lil chat. Grandma was so funny because she wanted to help Chi Ming to get a girlfriend as she had one to introduce. Chi Ming malu malu pulakk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are just too many things for me to tell about us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sm2Rk6zUONI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wpzYq-XZjlc/s200/13584181017412l.jpg" style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363102794713938130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel nostalgied...There were so many things have evolved among us till now it still does. I don't mind people calling me fag for posting this as long I feel comfortable with it. Punde Kappe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&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/1268117314229846043-1026701498709447054?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1026701498709447054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1026701498709447054' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1026701498709447054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1026701498709447054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/07/unbreakable-bond.html' title='Unbreakable Bond'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sm2ROxWRrlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5ZUfOwaPdPw/s72-c/13354637846367l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5524881553839710380</id><published>2009-07-27T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:33:26.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once you've been tagged, you have to answer all the question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HONESTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.Lastly choose 6 people to be tagged :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How old were you when you had your first relationship?&lt;br /&gt;17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Are you taken/single?&lt;br /&gt;Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.. Still looking for a right person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Nahhh, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.Miss anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Who was the last person you sent a text to?&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.Last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Last person you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be my mum because she's sitting in front of me watching tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;Err, couldn't remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Who is top in your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is the toppest max XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Who do you trust the most in your life?&lt;br /&gt;My family especially my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Who do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh but rather a hopeless love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Who has hurt you the most?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always cheerful, no one can ever hurt me. Even if there is one, only Aaron will know this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Has a tragedy ever happened in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, maybe there was one but I couldn't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. How many good friends do you have?&lt;br /&gt;only few but it's more than enough. Why bother to have so many friends? How many good friends do you want? Like you have in your friends list in facebook or friendster? Knock it off and stop pretending you have all of the people around the place you know as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. Are there some songs you cant listen to because they remind you of someone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll listen to any song regardless whoever they remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Have you ever cheated on a partner?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. Ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so. I'm soft seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, although I look tough at the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever been told someone loved you?&lt;br /&gt;Entah larr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. Ever told someone you loved them and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. Not meant it????&lt;br /&gt;Tak tahu larr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. What is your idea of true love?&lt;br /&gt;true love huh..Love each other, protect the one they love and sacrifice for each  other to get the greatest feeling ever they could get in this universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, yeah I do believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. Do you believe that it is best to have a friendship first then love?&lt;br /&gt;if according to the circumstance above, it's already love isn't? So it's just depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag&lt;br /&gt;Robbie&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;br /&gt;Tian Shen&lt;br /&gt;Charlene&lt;br /&gt;SiewFeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5524881553839710380?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5524881553839710380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5524881553839710380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5524881553839710380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5524881553839710380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/07/taggy.html' title='Taggy'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8368260382242827170</id><published>2009-07-05T03:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:09:29.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was not a smooth day for me. Everything went so wrong and I felt like I was played like a fool. Here's the story. Got myself a job on weekends to promote and do sampling of a new creation of Magnolia Ice Cream which they called it Magnolia Delight. While on the way to my workplace, 1Utama Jusco and I got myself stuck in a traffic jam. What is the result we get if we get our ass caught in a jam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word = LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that was fine not until the guard had caused me a lil trouble. The fucking guard didn't wanna let me in because my hair was too long. I explained to him that I was going to wear a bandana hence it wouldn't be a problem to use it to cover my hair. He just didn't accept and acted like he was so professional with the walkie talkie he held in the hand. He's just an ordinary new guard who wants to act pro for the beginning of his new job. I called my supervisor and he asked me whether is it possible to get a hair cut first in order to get in. I had to cut and so I quickly search for any nearby saloon and guess what? I found one but it was not so promising enough that they going to get me a nice haircut. As expected, she fucked my hair up. Finally the guard let me in to start my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, I couldn't find where is my booth. All I saw was Walls, Kings, Nestle and old creation from Magnolia. I walked all over the Jusco Supermarket and I still couldn't find my ice cream. This is so not delightful as I was supposed to promote Magnolia Delight. Arghhh. One thing that I found when I was in the search of my missing ice cream, the promoters there were so kind and everyone, EVERYONE I mean, keep asking what happened and helped me out. I was so grateful but sorry to wrapped them with my gratitude, my ice cream is lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I made a call to my supervisor to tell him the situation I was having. He himself also couldn't do anything and gave me a number of a person in charge. So I made another call. Pathetically, he asked me to push the old stocks first while he wanted to make sure what's exactly is happening. Well, he called me up to say that, the stock has been delayed and please work for today and tomorrow you don't have to work. The ice cream will arrive on next week. Great! All this was just great. I felt so stupid to even stand there. Everyone of them were giving out samples while  I was walking around to try all the samples. This shows how fucking free I was. Guess I'll just wait till next week to proceed what I'm supposed to.&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/1268117314229846043-8368260382242827170?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8368260382242827170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8368260382242827170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8368260382242827170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8368260382242827170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-day.html' title='A bad day'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8743833669725943903</id><published>2009-06-30T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:00:26.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Breakfast!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so freaking hot and I was sweating all the time, makes me feel uncomfortable. I have a morning class to attend today. Thanks to the hot air trapped in my room, I woke up earlier than the set alarm. Oh gosh, my entire body was terribly craving for a glass of nice and cold drink. So I went to have breakfast at the nearest stall out there. I had teh o ais and a piece of fresh made roti canai plus a hot cooked kuah dal. The thirst gone away and that was a satisfying one! A good breakfast I shall say. Guess today would be a good day for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8743833669725943903?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8743833669725943903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8743833669725943903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8743833669725943903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8743833669725943903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice-breakfast.html' title='A Nice Breakfast!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7338908201765429065</id><published>2009-06-28T13:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:26:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Langkawi On the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkcEyKSaOFI/AAAAAAAAAik/rgao7dQOSE0/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkcEyKSaOFI/AAAAAAAAAik/rgao7dQOSE0/s200/DSC01509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352251941954664530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a trip to Pulau Langkawi with my friends. This might be the last trip for us to chill out and laughing our ass out together. I was too free, so I thought of making a video. I compiled the photos and some short clip together into a so called trailer. And also thank to Lai for his contribution to the video which has made the clip more epic to be watched. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12a0a47494ecb762" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12a0a47494ecb762%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331551048%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D448189BDFE8C074F25E2445B5E1A5496450DE7AD.79906D0C2440DDA49561AFA707EB9C995C96CB3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12a0a47494ecb762%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS6UVZ5FJI9gJOGASi3cuQmyYlcA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12a0a47494ecb762%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331551048%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D448189BDFE8C074F25E2445B5E1A5496450DE7AD.79906D0C2440DDA49561AFA707EB9C995C96CB3F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12a0a47494ecb762%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS6UVZ5FJI9gJOGASi3cuQmyYlcA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do on your speaker loudly!&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/1268117314229846043-7338908201765429065?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12a0a47494ecb762&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7338908201765429065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7338908201765429065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7338908201765429065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7338908201765429065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/langkawi-on-beach.html' title='Langkawi On the Beach'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkcEyKSaOFI/AAAAAAAAAik/rgao7dQOSE0/s72-c/DSC01509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3376898403419187704</id><published>2009-06-27T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:28:04.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I found?</title><content type='html'>Serious shit. I have this LD of Michael Jackson's album. Epic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkXz2u7nohI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nJ451zkhJAA/s1600-h/DSC01853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkXz2u7nohI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nJ451zkhJAA/s200/DSC01853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351951853836280338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkXz237vSnI/AAAAAAAAAic/lXnaT4ao3uU/s1600-h/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkXz237vSnI/AAAAAAAAAic/lXnaT4ao3uU/s200/DSC01854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351951856252701298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a legend now. RIP MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna lanc people who posted in their blog about MJ without having any of his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3376898403419187704?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3376898403419187704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3376898403419187704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3376898403419187704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3376898403419187704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-what-i-found.html' title='Look what I found?'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SkXz2u7nohI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nJ451zkhJAA/s72-c/DSC01853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-4242592447667409760</id><published>2009-06-18T03:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:45:17.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Come I Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlMWqB1lJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/DlcQKPAwIB0/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlMWqB1lJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/DlcQKPAwIB0/s200/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348389984602002578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traveled to Puduraya last few days to buy tickets to Kuala Perlis. I failed for not having enough cash with me because the website I checked through was not up to date. So I went back home with a sweaty empty handed. However, I managed to get those on the next day. It was a good journey though. Since time allowed me to have a good break for myself hence I marched on to Petaling Street to hunt for hairband enthusiastically. The street disappointed me because they don't sell accessories like hairbands. It's a big sigh but thank god for letting me found this special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; It's a Flippable Red Hairband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlUCGQ1B7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pU9CkywSbfQ/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlUCGQ1B7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pU9CkywSbfQ/s200/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348398427496843186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlUCQ8qE6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/MJu7nSVLZNA/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlUCQ8qE6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/MJu7nSVLZNA/s200/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348398430365029282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictar of the day:&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlMWeBGt9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/xu5G41A9d8E/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlMWeBGt9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/xu5G41A9d8E/s200/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348389981377705938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-4242592447667409760?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/4242592447667409760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=4242592447667409760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4242592447667409760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4242592447667409760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-come-i-go.html' title='You Come I Go'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjlMWqB1lJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/DlcQKPAwIB0/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-4268585312384929151</id><published>2009-06-15T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:06:06.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Relief</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, I'm so glad that tmnet called me up yesterday when I was actually doing some bombing. Finally, I'm having back my internet life. Feels good man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to Klang and I realized my phone was running out of batt! I thought of using my old K700 but it went off too because the charger has been condemned. Oh well, even if the phone is on, it will still remain silent all the time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At time, I really don't feel to care about what is evolving around me. No matter how responsive they are, I tend not to live in with and run away from them. I guess this is what I've been doing so far. Truth within the truth is so much painful than I expected till I can fall anytime and anywhere. Learning how to get back on my feet is a vital one for me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-4268585312384929151?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/4268585312384929151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=4268585312384929151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4268585312384929151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4268585312384929151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/sound-of-relief.html' title='Sound of Relief'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8754587438233689672</id><published>2009-06-12T03:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:45:10.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muh Photo Shooting</title><content type='html'>I had myself involved in some model photo shooting handled by Kw's sister in law, Jen. She's quite a photographer and I'm quite satisfied with the photos taken by her last Tuesday. It was my first time being exposed into this profession and please bear with the noob posing skills of mine. Alahhh, 1st time mahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda nervous at first but after few shots, I eventually became calm and started to get used to it. Too bad lar that I didn't have accessories to bring. Otherwise it wouldn't be that plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had fun with them and special thanks to Jen for giving us this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Kok Wei for inviting us into your crew :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool and Casual theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZK3UuDWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bm227IaZr0Y/s1600-h/4987_103494062175_602037175_2770788_3082382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZK3UuDWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bm227IaZr0Y/s320/4987_103494062175_602037175_2770788_3082382_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346152275849907554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa5u9f_3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ILaNvVyVYlo/s1600-h/4987_103494077175_602037175_2770791_1888732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa5u9f_3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ILaNvVyVYlo/s320/4987_103494077175_602037175_2770791_1888732_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346154180570513266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFePStc-4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/dllWO318ACw/s1600-h/4987_103494067175_602037175_2770789_880774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFePStc-4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/dllWO318ACw/s320/4987_103494067175_602037175_2770789_880774_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346157849479019394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZLGWxRWI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HfXPSOEOi5A/s1600-h/4987_103549747175_602037175_2771742_2199557_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZLGWxRWI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HfXPSOEOi5A/s320/4987_103549747175_602037175_2771742_2199557_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346152279885038946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZLP5aqnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ydb-ubsRb1g/s1600-h/4987_103504562175_602037175_2770995_3533725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZLP5aqnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ydb-ubsRb1g/s320/4987_103504562175_602037175_2770995_3533725_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346152282446277234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFePlRDr_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/cAIcK2GpkGI/s1600-h/4987_103494672175_602037175_2770804_2008240_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFePlRDr_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/cAIcK2GpkGI/s320/4987_103494672175_602037175_2770804_2008240_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346157854460194802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZK5imrOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/D0jVwe8yIn4/s1600-h/4987_103549742175_602037175_2771741_4900930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZK5imrOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/D0jVwe8yIn4/s320/4987_103549742175_602037175_2771741_4900930_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346152276445015266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beach Theme:&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa6RayTxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3Bsy8jqy4oI/s1600-h/4987_103561492175_602037175_2771844_4628934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa6RayTxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3Bsy8jqy4oI/s320/4987_103561492175_602037175_2771844_4628934_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346154189820153618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa54gerEI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Ctbo0wennk0/s1600-h/4987_103561452175_602037175_2771837_2931398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa54gerEI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Ctbo0wennk0/s320/4987_103561452175_602037175_2771837_2931398_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346154183133146178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ignore the price tag on the ball pls. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa6DCJXKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eA-2-XXhkOg/s1600-h/4987_103558677175_602037175_2771821_2441547_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFa6DCJXKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eA-2-XXhkOg/s320/4987_103558677175_602037175_2771821_2441547_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346154185958710434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1268117314229846043-8754587438233689672?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8754587438233689672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8754587438233689672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8754587438233689672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8754587438233689672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/06/muh-photo-shooting.html' title='Muh Photo Shooting'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SjFZK3UuDWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bm227IaZr0Y/s72-c/4987_103494062175_602037175_2770788_3082382_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-310167562644707830</id><published>2009-05-30T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:36:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streamyxless me</title><content type='html'>It's nice to have your own car to drive around with. You can go anywhere you want but you have to bear the costs. Driving is not cheap although the petrol price has gone lower than it used to be. All of all, convenient is the word to puts up a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiA4acSgw-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/pZrGAHHjCwI/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiA4acSgw-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/pZrGAHHjCwI/s200/DSC01164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341331184983000034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just before the college reopen, went to genting again! Yes! But this time was with xhin's parents. Everything was free! Lol.. sounds like cheapskate, am I? Had fun there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year of diploma has just started, and I made my stay at new place for the 1st week. To tell you the truth, it was the worst because the house is currently internetless. Without internet, I can't do a shit with my laptop. Handed an application form last two days and as what I've been told was, we have to wait 2 weeks or maybe a month for it to set up. This is so frustrating. Can you imagine a life without internet for a month!!? Let's just pray that they are at level of efficiency I'm expecting.&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAytDIF4dI/AAAAAAAAAfc/U-vX2Q1AIxA/s1600-h/ILYMposter-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAytDIF4dI/AAAAAAAAAfc/U-vX2Q1AIxA/s200/ILYMposter-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341324907576156626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This movie is highly recommended. A very funny show!&lt;br /&gt;Beat me if I'm wrong =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to watch a movie with my mates. All of us argued about which movie to watch because some of them have already watched and some doesn't. At the end, someone voiced out to watch I Love You Man, or was it me? lol...Everyone agreed and ticket bought. Since there was so much time left, we had our lunch at sakae sushi and once again Chun Hong became the boss. We were totally misusing his wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAyrrKZW9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/NLckZjukvRs/s1600-h/4609_87970191177_583666177_1753589_4119821_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAyrrKZW9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/NLckZjukvRs/s200/4609_87970191177_583666177_1753589_4119821_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341324883963501522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAysQEuInI/AAAAAAAAAfU/WwcSmRBAQTE/s1600-h/4609_87971106177_583666177_1753596_7073504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiAysQEuInI/AAAAAAAAAfU/WwcSmRBAQTE/s200/4609_87971106177_583666177_1753596_7073504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341324893871809138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night, I brought them to Murni. Weird thing was they didn't go there before although they always hang out at 1U. Now at least they got to know this place. Everyone of them gave a thumb up for that place. Feel proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the best thing I mentioned earlier. Having a car around you is totally different. Trying to persuade my mum to let me drive the car to kl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-310167562644707830?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/310167562644707830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=310167562644707830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/310167562644707830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/310167562644707830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/05/streamyxless-me.html' title='Streamyxless me'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SiA4acSgw-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/pZrGAHHjCwI/s72-c/DSC01164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6952415317087655286</id><published>2009-05-18T22:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:16:44.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live band at PureBar Rocks</title><content type='html'>An old fag's birthday. Sathes, Lai, Xhin and I went down to Malacca to celebrate Aaron's birthday. Kevan's mum was expecting us for dinner and she cooked some nyonya dishes for us. It was one hell of a dinner. I ate so much till I can barely move around but just to sit on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShF616EfOwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wDVZZI-4EXo/s1600-h/DSC01067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShF616EfOwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wDVZZI-4EXo/s200/DSC01067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337182099950484226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to pick that old fag up and headed to Purebar. Upstairs, there's a live band performing just like a concert. The female vocalist's voice was fantastic and she shakes well too :D The rating over 10 for the band was 7.5.  Ordered few buckets of beers and we sumbat ourselves while getting pleasure from the music the band played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCN8ZgxMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Yt81dxNuYQ8/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCN8ZgxMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Yt81dxNuYQ8/s200/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337190209473791170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOGFpRaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/egPzRdUlt6I/s1600-h/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOGFpRaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/egPzRdUlt6I/s200/DSC01065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337190212074816930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Lai took this pic)&lt;br /&gt;This is 3pic&lt;br /&gt;Dey mach, Happy 21st Birthday to you! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOi_gofI/AAAAAAAAAec/QJTeoi-yteI/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOi_gofI/AAAAAAAAAec/QJTeoi-yteI/s200/DSC01070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337190219833713138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got the news that there would be roadblock, so we used some other route and we stopped by at duck mee restaurant to fill our empty stomach after absorbing the bass so much (We sat beside the speaker). As usual, random topic started then  eventually turned out to be dota or the recent game they play, WoW, discussion. Hopefully he enjoys his night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOz-ZAkI/AAAAAAAAAek/tszd_KXSw9c/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCOz-ZAkI/AAAAAAAAAek/tszd_KXSw9c/s200/DSC01071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337190224392421954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone of us were actually exhausted and wanted to sleep, but there was a board game called Saidina. All of us became businessman once that night and we spent a sleepless night just to finish the game. We felt so energetic when the game started especially when crisis moment was building up and everyone got so tense up. Just when I wanted to pee, opened the door and realize it was really early in the morning when the sun starts to shine. Kev's parents asked us for breakfast together, we had it and went back home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCPEf7-kI/AAAAAAAAAes/TP6YIdgT0lw/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGCPEf7-kI/AAAAAAAAAes/TP6YIdgT0lw/s200/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337190228828092994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loser no.1&lt;br /&gt;He was the first one to build properties but was also the first one to lose all of his propertis. Only 2 lands. Haha. Failure business man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFCnmSytI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0m3KxrfAKrw/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFCnmSytI/AAAAAAAAAe0/0m3KxrfAKrw/s200/DSC01077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337193313446578898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loser no.2&lt;br /&gt;He lost because his properties were plotted right after the jail. So everyone of us were actually willing to go to jail rather than paying him. His rent mmg maut. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFDXhKZFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/BE5p6ilPnTE/s1600-h/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFDXhKZFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/BE5p6ilPnTE/s200/DSC01079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337193326309958738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFC2s8SbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RasjgECIl1E/s1600-h/DSC01078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShGFC2s8SbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RasjgECIl1E/s200/DSC01078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337193317500996018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left the town, we had this for our lunch. This is so damn yummy yummy. This is the legendary godlike fried wantan with prawns inside it. Highly recommended food for people who are going to Malacca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6952415317087655286?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6952415317087655286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6952415317087655286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6952415317087655286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6952415317087655286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-band-at-purebar-rocks.html' title='Live band at PureBar Rocks'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ShF616EfOwI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wDVZZI-4EXo/s72-c/DSC01067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1568853424851554900</id><published>2009-05-13T23:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:35:02.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot n Cold Arhhh!</title><content type='html'>Hot hot hot hot arhhhh till my hands and feet sweats endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading newspaper last few days for hours, because I had nothing to do but to spend my time reading it that day. It has been weeks and it's getting hotter, guess how high temperature had gone up? It was fucking 36 degree, that high yeahh! This hot weather is going to last till September and April and May were the hottest months to experience this, says the experts. Looks like the fun has just begun. I miss the Genting trip I went last week. The Cooling effect, oh yeah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I miss that so much. This proves that I'm so freaking hot but no worries, I'm going there again soon enough provided Wen Xhin is the planner. This is going to be so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sgrwfo8MqcI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RqYqGEv0hVA/s1600-h/4234_1141670387411_1396998639_30372595_6555794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sgrwfo8MqcI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RqYqGEv0hVA/s200/4234_1141670387411_1396998639_30372595_6555794_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335341134930291138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into casino for the first time at Genting. However,  it turned out to be lower than what I'd expected. It isn't that grand and it does look normal to me. Maybe I'm comparing it to Vegas. Did I win or lose? Hahhh! I lost RM25 in there. Newbie with newbie luck huh, I guess that just doesn't apply to me. Next 2 weeks I'm going to try my luck again and try to win money! I want money desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets talk a lil about the trip I went for Genting. Tian shen, Kok Wei and Kev went up with me plus 3 ladies were already there early in the morning. One of them was Charlene and the other 2 were new friends we met, Joanne and Marie. Feels good to know them as we are compatible to each other. Compatible huh? =) We had fun together up there and I SPENT a lot too! Darnnn! Hate to mention about it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the surprise one ~~ Jeng Jeng Jeng... Here I introduce you a very special friend whom I got to pick him up by throwing rings to the bottles. My lucky moment kut! I spent only RM4 in exchange for 6 rings to throw. Managed to throw the 3rd ring to a bottle. That's how I got Lucas Chin. Lucky him to be born at Genting. =)&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sgr5Lm8BcTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gsrS7EWtAbw/s1600-h/4234_1141671387436_1396998639_30372620_1964554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sgr5Lm8BcTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/gsrS7EWtAbw/s200/4234_1141671387436_1396998639_30372620_1964554_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335350686399951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guys and girls, meet my Lucas Chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the coming trip, I am planning to win another one which would likely to be his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days after having fun back there, I thought it is time to find work for some earnings. I tried to find event jobs but I takde lubang lah. It's kinda hard to get one. Plus, I am choosy and maybe that's why till now I couldn't get a job. Out of sudden while I was chatting with a friend, something came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I wanna be a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking whether does the word tutor suits me well? It means I'm going to educate people. Never try never know and this will be a new thing to me. As I proceeding to becoming a tutor, yesterday, I went for so called interview but just to fill up form without taking any test as she told me that there would be a test for me. Weird~~Hopefully when I get to become an educator, I won't swiftly spill and act vulgarly to the kids. Otherwise it would be a shame and definitely will be fired immediately. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Entah kenapa aku dah tak feeelingg dahh! Lol. ^^&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/1268117314229846043-1568853424851554900?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1568853424851554900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1568853424851554900' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1568853424851554900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1568853424851554900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-n-cold-arhhh.html' title='Hot n Cold Arhhh!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sgrwfo8MqcI/AAAAAAAAAd0/RqYqGEv0hVA/s72-c/4234_1141670387411_1396998639_30372595_6555794_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2506708631359980121</id><published>2009-05-05T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:46:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another great performance</title><content type='html'>Watched a football match between my favorite, Liverpool who were playing at home up against Newcastle United. It was a great display performed by Rafa's men as they hammered the Toons three goals to nil. All the goals were nicely scored which I could say easy goals by Bennayoun, Kuyt, and Lucas. Liverpool was totally dominating the whole match with so many attempts on goal especially with Xabi Alonso missed 2 chances as he hit the bar twice. It could've been 5 goals. It seems like Alan Shearer is having hard time to cope back since the team could only managed to get 2 points out of 7 games. Their fans must be really dissapointed with the football played by their favorite. I wonder how long can Alan Shearer lasts in the team as a manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time Liverpool get to score goals, how to say this, there will be a smile put on my face automatically. Feel happy when they win games plus the season is finishing soon with Manchester United leading the table by 3 points and a game in hand ahead Liverpool. It's really hard to know who's going to win. Ferguson says that we are running out of time and Liverpool won't be able to catch up but Benitez and his men will keep fighting till the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2506708631359980121?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2506708631359980121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2506708631359980121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2506708631359980121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2506708631359980121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another-great-performance.html' title='Yet another great performance'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-9016323178353134032</id><published>2009-04-28T22:38:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:40:20.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I enjoiced my 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPT45NzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ngLQ1b_l7DE/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPT45NzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ngLQ1b_l7DE/s200/DSC00870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330021417146201906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, I'm 21 finally. It's time now to enter the late Uncle Lim's casino and win some money. I am totally looking forward to it. Although I had to study for my finals on my birthday but celebrated it later on last Saturday where I invited my friends to my BBQ party. It was a blast and many people came that day. Dad called his friends to come over too. We had so much fun especially the lamb chop which why I called the party as Lamb Chop Fest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice or not the lamb chop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my TarCollege friends came to stay one night at my house too as a replacement trip to Langkawi? lol..Somehow I got to know that they had fun and I'm glad. I felt happy though for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sfc7xVsKCDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/MWWHOEU1_fo/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sfc7xVsKCDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/MWWHOEU1_fo/s200/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329794402838251570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them were craving for the special lamb chops that my bro marinated with special sauce and of course with a lil mixture of red wine. Just look at the queue. Yum Yumm. Finger licking good huh? My mum prepared fried mee hoon, curry chicken, chicken wings, sausages, and sotong as well. Nothing left but empty plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictars taken during the night. Have fun viewing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBQW2yB4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/E73hMCrdgyo/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBQW2yB4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/E73hMCrdgyo/s200/DSC00758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800433285334914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPfJ_FWI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ASNr18IGCFA/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPfJ_FWI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ASNr18IGCFA/s200/DSC00748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800418333496674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPMcK5mI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EuJxJt1gLm0/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPMcK5mI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EuJxJt1gLm0/s200/DSC00743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800413309494882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEBYVv28I/AAAAAAAAAas/t8aD2NjdLKw/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEBYVv28I/AAAAAAAAAas/t8aD2NjdLKw/s200/DSC00801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329803474520497090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEBNdIvwI/AAAAAAAAAak/xHeJ8ZZIhuc/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEBNdIvwI/AAAAAAAAAak/xHeJ8ZZIhuc/s200/DSC00798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329803471598698242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEAlGBrPI/AAAAAAAAAac/-__JYb6dhYc/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEAlGBrPI/AAAAAAAAAac/-__JYb6dhYc/s200/DSC00793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329803460764347634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdEAXt5QJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/chCqLI6l1UM/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGJZgfnTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/f9Z_fgjiFs4/s200/DSC00787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330016917528747314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDhpSgG9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/ftoCtnjMMnk/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDhpSgG9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/ftoCtnjMMnk/s200/DSC00809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330014035547003858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDhpSgG9I/AAAAAAAAAbc/ftoCtnjMMnk/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKO9bbN9I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Epw-8aPhoEs/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBQK2t3pI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/JtJ5sYlmFwU/s200/DSC00755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800430063836818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPg_x-cI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/khcBLeu3IXY/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfdBPg_x-cI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/khcBLeu3IXY/s200/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800418827565506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDiqCxOTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Dweonfx9p7I/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDiqCxOTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Dweonfx9p7I/s200/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330014052929321266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDhwwmZVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NUdeBlwduZM/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgDhwwmZVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NUdeBlwduZM/s200/DSC00815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330014037552293202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGJg3_M-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/-Qu1dnMj6zs/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGJg3_M-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/-Qu1dnMj6zs/s200/DSC00826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330016919506334690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGI1PWWKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UScYdiTtjfU/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGI1PWWKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UScYdiTtjfU/s200/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330016907793160354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGImsaXSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B4Yu0mxY7cM/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgGImsaXSI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B4Yu0mxY7cM/s200/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330016903888526626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPg84pFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/UeG3ALCkXwM/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPg84pFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/UeG3ALCkXwM/s200/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330021420652602450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPF0jttI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VznlG9Bm8IU/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPF0jttI/AAAAAAAAAc8/VznlG9Bm8IU/s200/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330021413369919186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got wishes and nice presents from friends, especially what I had wished for and I finally have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgZZC6oYiI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XT6CQXI1U14/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgZZC6oYiI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XT6CQXI1U14/s200/DSC00890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330038077063193122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are from my TarCollege friends.&lt;br /&gt;I got a red hot sexy underwear.. lol&lt;br /&gt;and also a branded Adidas Perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgZY0bGLmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QY0YDId76ro/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgZY0bGLmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QY0YDId76ro/s200/DSC00885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330038073172831842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, as you know I'm a kaki football or futsal. These are really cool one. I have my own Nike ball. Thanks to S.K.A.X and others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the best of all. The one I desired for long time ago and I am finally owning one now.&lt;br /&gt;I really like this and I wanna thank you all deeply from the bottom of my heart to the toppest.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again. I enjoice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgcDIKVPbI/AAAAAAAAAds/g_R6_eZT9T8/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgcDIKVPbI/AAAAAAAAAds/g_R6_eZT9T8/s200/DSC00899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330040999048986034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgZZbE-xmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/rxETGCwV7go/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1268117314229846043-9016323178353134032?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/9016323178353134032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=9016323178353134032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/9016323178353134032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/9016323178353134032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-enjoiced-my-21st.html' title='I enjoiced my 21st'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SfgKPT45NzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ngLQ1b_l7DE/s72-c/DSC00870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6791384511089212518</id><published>2009-04-19T13:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:59:43.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;001. Real Name: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Derrick Chin Chang Lur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;DC, Ah Chai (Only my family calls me that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Taurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Tadika Jack &amp;amp; Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;SK Taman Klang Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;008. High School: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;SMK Raja Mahadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Tunku Abdul Rahman College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Darkie Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;011. Long or Short: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Drink when socialize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Both when the time comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Right but I'm not what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nahh, not interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;At Dragon Silver in Jusco Bukit Tinggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;024. First relationship: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Entah lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Teh Soon Kent (Long lost friend since primary one) and still searching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Kindergarten Sports Carnival Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;028. First Pet: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Dog, German Shepherd named King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;With family would be Muar, Johor. My own: Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't really remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Toe nail surgery can be considered as one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;033. First sport you joined: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Orange Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I choose both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;041. TV or Internet: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Playstation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;043. Kiss or hug: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Both at the same time plssss XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Iguana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll be freaking scared of both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;046. Fall or spring: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Spring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Limewire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;048. Soccer or baseball:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;050. Drinking:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;70% because I'm going to watch F1 soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;052. I'm about to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Elgar something Inside - August Rush Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;F1 at McD with Kev, his girlfriend and girlfriend's sister ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Her to be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;90% (I just woke up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;057. Thinking of someone: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;After I have a stable career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. When?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;25-27 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;3 would be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;063. What do you want to do: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I wanna be rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Something that would hurt my family, friends and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;067. When do you want to die: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;After my wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm developing both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Average&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll pass this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hesitant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;077. Muscular or normal: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't wear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah, once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Never happen before and It won't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Entah lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;By discipline teacher, yes (Ponteng perhimpunan mah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;087. Cried when someone died: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So far no and I'm not hoping someone to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;089. Yourself:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm proud just being myself thanks to my parents. I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;A place where I meet my wife after death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Not in Malaysia because its not Snowing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Tried to wish one but it never happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't even have a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;096. Angels: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy and still improving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;099. Do you believe in God? : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;100. Tag 10 persons : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Since they have already tagged most of my list, I shall tag Chris, Sunny Pei Yin, Man Chan, Shinz Joh, Zheng Yang and bloggers who read my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6791384511089212518?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6791384511089212518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6791384511089212518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6791384511089212518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6791384511089212518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2632061735479672351</id><published>2009-04-17T03:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:12:39.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIDUR!</title><content type='html'>Aku nak tidur puas puas kali ini. Lepas tu aku bangun dengan penuh semangat membara di dalamku untuk belajar. Harap-harap jadilah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2632061735479672351?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2632061735479672351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2632061735479672351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2632061735479672351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2632061735479672351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/04/tidur.html' title='TIDUR!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5612723184395715423</id><published>2009-04-10T17:27:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:37:48.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 Sepang Days</title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful yet a disappointing one on the race day but I was satisfied enough to watch it live. It was so freaking hot right before the weather had a sudden PMS and rained heavily. Luckily I bought tickets which a place has a rooftop and we survived from becoming wet. Many interesting scenes I had caught especially when cars were overtaking each other either at the bends or straight lane. Too bad our spot could only see the second half of the circuit. The rain was getting heavier and the race was actually stopped for almost 40 minutes.  The management somehow decided not to continue the race after 33 laps. This was the first race stopped short due to weather conditions since the 2003 Brazilian Grand Prix, and the first to result in distribution of only half the points since the 1991 Australian Grand Prix in similar monsoon conditions.  Sigh, damn the pms weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had a good time watching it with my friends. As what I got for souvenir was the damn rashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (Practice Session):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpStX7MI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Zh5h6eArkl4/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpStX7MI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Zh5h6eArkl4/s320/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323000382251068610" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YoxeU-WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-LbCa5LA83A/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YoxeU-WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-LbCa5LA83A/s320/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323000373329590626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YodW_hvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CfhjG5KVclw/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YodW_hvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CfhjG5KVclw/s320/DSC00242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323000367930115826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was able to catch them live on the stage&lt;br /&gt;but the queue was too long to get their autograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpgQTpFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GQGCjeSH1dY/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpgQTpFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GQGCjeSH1dY/s320/DSC00306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323000385887249490" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpLq3vMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/a0FSV1biJB4/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpLq3vMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/a0FSV1biJB4/s320/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323000380361522370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time ever been to Sepang Circuit. The sound of the cars was so damn loud till it can hurt your ear drum. That's it is necessary to wear ear plug in order to protect your ear drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (Qualifying Session):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dFSD06yI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PAbDvDcHvQE/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dFSD06yI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PAbDvDcHvQE/s200/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323005261159656226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This time was really the day that pissed me off. We woke up very early in the morning just to queue for Ferrari's drivers autograph. At the beginning the management didn't actually say it was only for grandstand ticket holders. I was pretty lost that time after I heard we can't get in there. Plus, there was a lady worker without a proper manner tells us to walk off and so we did because we couldn't do anything. There were others including the foreigners were actually disappointed too. However, from frustration turned to a joyful day as we went to search for our some entertainment. Yes, we did find something to play, a formula one simulator! All of us tried that game and it was fun. Haha. Chi ming, Aaron, and Prashanth got the last position and I managed to get myself into a tight race and finished at 8th. Proud ehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dF-gPcfI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-qXmArv6gcE/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dF-gPcfI/AAAAAAAAAWU/-qXmArv6gcE/s200/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323005273089995250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGUfsmrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7KLK6E33sbM/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGUfsmrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7KLK6E33sbM/s200/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323005278993291954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGOVmTZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VUMbrU-ZaKI/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGOVmTZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VUMbrU-ZaKI/s200/DSC00355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323005277340323218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGpYjdyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yByHIylQZ1w/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8dGpYjdyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/yByHIylQZ1w/s200/DSC00353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323005284600477474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hI1J7Y3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/aoNyjhJqf8Q/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hI1J7Y3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/aoNyjhJqf8Q/s200/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323009720166605682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we raced on the simulator, there's a museum and since time allowed us, we went there to catch some of nice and antique cars. Too many pictures were taken so I chose some of those here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hLcdZfJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0lyWgOrDR9s/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hLcdZfJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0lyWgOrDR9s/s200/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323009765076991122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hKtzmzoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Z0IrypRzC50/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hKtzmzoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Z0IrypRzC50/s200/DSC00391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323009752553672322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hJ53ecpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_kGAl35uuWc/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hJ53ecpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_kGAl35uuWc/s200/DSC00383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323009738611258002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hJRGz4uI/AAAAAAAAAW8/_o_-NzXzJ_w/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8hJRGz4uI/AAAAAAAAAW8/_o_-NzXzJ_w/s200/DSC00380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323009727669723874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went into the spot of ours and watch qualifying round. Unexpectedly, Brawn GP Jenson Button leads the session and earned him number 1 spot on the grand prix while Ferrari weren't doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lRBOxacI/AAAAAAAAAXk/mfbuxwxnhV4/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lRBOxacI/AAAAAAAAAXk/mfbuxwxnhV4/s200/DSC00453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323014258893613506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lQ1GtYkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/40-0OphGLXk/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lQ1GtYkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/40-0OphGLXk/s200/DSC00450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323014255638569538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lR8bK9UI/AAAAAAAAAX0/TIxy_lsZfDM/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lR8bK9UI/AAAAAAAAAX0/TIxy_lsZfDM/s200/DSC00466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323014274783311170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lRnfyGdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/rTN68HSTcbM/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8lRnfyGdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/rTN68HSTcbM/s200/DSC00464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323014269165509074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (Race Day):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p9AKh04I/AAAAAAAAAYc/uJQ5EELjIkE/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p9AKh04I/AAAAAAAAAYc/uJQ5EELjIkE/s200/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019412568134530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p9C6qHlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rFaHJ3ugEmU/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p9C6qHlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rFaHJ3ugEmU/s200/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019413306875474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8mf-cqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8kYrkBcn4CE/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8mf-cqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8kYrkBcn4CE/s200/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019405678768802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8d4BYPI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QoXuvfZOwX8/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8d4BYPI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QoXuvfZOwX8/s200/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019403363705074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8P-gyKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZmSHnga2P3I/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8p8P-gyKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZmSHnga2P3I/s200/DSC00482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323019399632832674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jenson Button (Brawn GP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Heidfeld (BMW Sauber)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timo Glock (Toyota)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5612723184395715423?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5612723184395715423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5612723184395715423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5612723184395715423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5612723184395715423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/04/f1-sepang-days.html' title='F1 Sepang Days'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sd8YpStX7MI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Zh5h6eArkl4/s72-c/DSC00302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-794054138031765469</id><published>2009-03-31T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:17:13.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muh New Camera</title><content type='html'>Not to say it is 100% mine but it's for family. So basically it's a family camera. What can I do with it? The answer is just right below :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SdEFDKAjxRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uuyAvkkA_jQ/s1600-h/DSC00180.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SdEFDKAjxRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uuyAvkkA_jQ/s320/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319038186685711634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the day I see the real formula one cars in such a close range and I'm certainly bringing this new babe to snap a lot of nice photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is rushing me to tick exactly how many people is coming to my party so she can prepare a sufficient amount of delicious lamb chops. Well, I guess I'll settle this by this weekend ba.&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I would just have to prepare myself for another battle of memorizing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-794054138031765469?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/794054138031765469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=794054138031765469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/794054138031765469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/794054138031765469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/muh-new-camera.html' title='Muh New Camera'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SdEFDKAjxRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uuyAvkkA_jQ/s72-c/DSC00180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1028227646876700460</id><published>2009-03-24T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:35:37.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Nice</title><content type='html'>Weather condition was just nice for me to take a break. I took a glance of KL city with the breeze and fresh air at the surrounding outside my balcony. As usual the Twin Towers and KL Tower would always be there and I'm saying as if it would disappear or collapse. Someday I will snap some images of kl city to post it right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid Steven(house owner) an amount of money which is deposit of a room that I will move in next two months. From next semester onwards, I won't be staying at metroview anymore. Well, at least I had settled this problem which worried me for not being able to find one when the contract of the current place ends. So next time I won't have to take bus to college and that would save the cost so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just nice and sailing smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1028227646876700460?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1028227646876700460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1028227646876700460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1028227646876700460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1028227646876700460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-nice.html' title='Just Nice'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-860194102336298193</id><published>2009-03-20T01:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:52:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScKDO6dW1LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/S1BhEjT8Cbk/s1600-h/P3221610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScKDO6dW1LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/S1BhEjT8Cbk/s320/P3221610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314954802484401330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the bloggers have already posted theirs, I'm not going to fall behind too. First of all, asal nak fight for his photo? I am gonna use my own personal pictars saving :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lets get started right here right now. Friend of mine has always been a Papa to us is getting his golden key at this date. Although you are spending your precious day at Kampar but our lovely wishes are able to reach you from anywhere it might be. We will be waiting for you to come back and throw your own party here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like throwing a plate full of cream&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;smash it to your face xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-860194102336298193?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/860194102336298193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=860194102336298193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/860194102336298193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/860194102336298193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-21st-birthday.html' title='Cheers'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScKDO6dW1LI/AAAAAAAAAU0/S1BhEjT8Cbk/s72-c/P3221610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8080138714081488731</id><published>2009-03-19T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:10:36.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's here It's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScJc0eGJNeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MBL6-J7d9hU/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScJc0eGJNeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MBL6-J7d9hU/s320/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912566752392674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tickets are finally in my hands. Feel so excited now, I can't wait for these days. This will be the very first time for me to watch the race lively. Although it's in Malaysia but Sepang is one truly best circuit among countries. *proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race falls on 4th April and its just 15 days away to feel the real atmosphere rather than what I had normally felt at home. A day before, I will have the chance to see them practice and maybe I can snap some photos with the drivers :D  I can have them sign my shirt as well. Damn this is so friggin exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8080138714081488731?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8080138714081488731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8080138714081488731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8080138714081488731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8080138714081488731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-here-its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here It&apos;s here!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/ScJc0eGJNeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MBL6-J7d9hU/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2704226244222697581</id><published>2009-03-13T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:46:02.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>It's all me now. Everyone has their own path to take to decide what's best for them. Looking at my friends and yes, I do envy them for having what I wasn't born to have, or being what I wasn't born to be but I'm trying hard all these times to fix and improve myself.  Seeing them getting out to get their day lighten up couplely makes me wish to be like them too. I'm not whining on this because I'm trying hard too. Losing is not really big deal and merely nothing compared to winning (Suffer awhile maybe. I'll keep that in mind). Watching them having good stuff that I can't afford to be carried wherever they travel, but I have never truly complain deep inside my heart(maybe a lil :D) because I know one day I will have the chance to get them. To be honest, I am happy with all the things I have and appreciate them alot. No complaint at all. They maybe good at something but I am not falling behind. Catching up and being good at what they are not. This is something that I want to brag =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, only I know the changes I had made, the changes I'm pursuing now, or the changes I will gain in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after I realized that time is getting near for them to leave elsewhere to continue their studies. One by one having their mind made up and it's good to hear that. AND almost everyone is having what I don't have currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;GirlFriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan jalan nihhh. It seems like I have to add really more oil than I usually does. Trying is not a crime.&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/1268117314229846043-2704226244222697581?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2704226244222697581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2704226244222697581' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2704226244222697581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2704226244222697581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-me-now.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-9099764606499036075</id><published>2009-03-09T20:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:57:25.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't see me</title><content type='html'>A simple decision caused me to make a small mistake which leads to a regretful moment of weekend I spent. None of those nights were my good sleep, not even when I'm exhausted. But today something has just opened up my mind and I moved on. One mistake is not going to make me lose maybe more mistakes to come but these will be the key to my future and success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about me. About her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, it has gotten stronger and building a solid feeling towards you. This can't be undone or I shall fail my soul or barely lift up my little head. You may have not notice the way I look at you. You may have not know how I put you in every of my decisions. Sometimes I just wish to spill out everything but that would be a very reckless one. I wanna be as tiny as possible for a day just to go inside you to see what does your heart says. Know why I always hold my cellphone? I've always think about giving you a text but I ain't got balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SbUe8GL3QMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5XwsAUxHrA4/s1600-h/1172297289-emo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SbUe8GL3QMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5XwsAUxHrA4/s320/1172297289-emo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311185353354723522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1268117314229846043-9099764606499036075?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/9099764606499036075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=9099764606499036075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/9099764606499036075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/9099764606499036075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/forget-past-and-move-on.html' title='You don&apos;t see me'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SbUe8GL3QMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5XwsAUxHrA4/s72-c/1172297289-emo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2699042297271707132</id><published>2009-03-04T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:04:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you speak, it comes back</title><content type='html'>In life, whatever thing you put it as a negative way of thinking, in the end it comes back to you and you might as well doing so. What you don't speak, don't do or even don't think about it, you will eventually maybe after a period of time you would just do so. I have no doubt experiencing this but not in that bad condition. Some are worse as what I'd found with my own eyes and ears. There are words for it but I just couldn't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, some people would do anything for money. My term of money is not only refers to cash but all items even issues about it too. Somehow at some points I do agree that, "Money is the root of all evils". I hate it for ruining the life of whatever relationships. It depends what is the ending of the scenario. It's either good or bad but it may get ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2699042297271707132?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2699042297271707132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2699042297271707132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2699042297271707132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2699042297271707132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-you-speak-it-comes-back.html' title='What you speak, it comes back'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1735019385978943919</id><published>2009-03-03T09:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:33:03.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a clear window</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, there was a guy approached me and asked for help when I was on my way back to Wangsa Maju. The conversation started with a simple introduction of his and then he began his story. He told me that he's from Johor and came to KL to have fun with his friends. Best part is, he had been cheated by his friends and the price was losing a cellphone and cash of RM2000. That's fine with me not until he finally proposed his real intention. He wanted me to lend some money to him and asked my bank account number as he said he would pay back. If he asks for a small amount of money, probability that I will give is 0.9. but he messed it up and asked for more. Guess what he asked me to do? He wanted me to go to the atm machine and withdraw cash around RM300 just to pay for his hotel fare and a ticket back to Johor. I guess he thought I'm a super Lulu and I kept saying NO, then he left after a stop from the beginning spot. There he went for another victim right after he got out from the train and he aimed a college student. Wish him bad luck, and hopefully that student is not  Lulu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this guy here is really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the 1st class as the 3rd semester has been commenced. Nothing special happen although I wished something could happen =). She changed her hair style and we sat quite far apart. Blame me for being late for the class. Honestly, I'm really glad that we are having 4 days classes so that I can see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SayOv5lrQCI/AAAAAAAAATc/_yHR0gNZfiw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SayOv5lrQCI/AAAAAAAAATc/_yHR0gNZfiw/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775014326812706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come and have a last look of my friendster profile. I have just canceled this account. Say so long and goodbye to my account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1735019385978943919?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1735019385978943919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1735019385978943919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1735019385978943919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1735019385978943919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-sunday-there-was-guy-approached-me.html' title='I need a clear window'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SayOv5lrQCI/AAAAAAAAATc/_yHR0gNZfiw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1958103821516494196</id><published>2009-02-23T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:31:11.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensodyne Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Got a job from a friend, at Giant Batu Caves. Guess what I'm working as? A promoter of course, and would be pushing a toothpaste brand named Sensodyne. Going to stand there for 3 days and the pay is rm80 per day. It's better than stay at home jobless and goyang kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole 8 hours, I'd to speak out the same thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna try our product, Sensodyne? It's for sensitive teeth and weak gum. And it is also on promotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are interested, I have to explain the rest of the details regarding the toothpaste. After that, it's either they'll take it or leave. Then there are few types of cibai customers especially the M type. They don't even bother to hear it, look at it, or even say "no thanks". At least give me some signal or any action to tell to stop disturbing.  Sigh. Tahan for 2 days more to get my pay and then I chaooozzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yea, I saw Kelvin (Cent's bro) today at the supermarket and he did buy a box of toothpaste from me because I asked too and he really does need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired, but wouldn't wanna sleep because the internet just got better than before and suprisingly it's already been hours and I'm still on the line but still, slow like a poke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1958103821516494196?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1958103821516494196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1958103821516494196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1958103821516494196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1958103821516494196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/02/sensodyne-anyone.html' title='Sensodyne Anyone?'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3925067995730395146</id><published>2009-02-15T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T03:52:34.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good plans ahead</title><content type='html'>How does it taste like to have your love one out for a special day like valentine's day? Hmm, never get to feel it and still, I'm celebrating it alone. Not to say exactly alone but at least I have my Man Man with me all the while. That sounds pathetic, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes after midnight, called Kok Wei out for a lil chit chat and I was with an empty stomach. Had our delicious mee goreng at Vilas, both of us only. We talked alot and planned alot too. We were really getting into it and every speaks worth. I should start saving money by now because I would really need it as what I've mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm really looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yea, I just pierced my right and the first reaction I got was "EEkkkk yerrr" and it was from Charlene. Sigh. I'm straight alright!&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/1268117314229846043-3925067995730395146?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3925067995730395146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3925067995730395146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3925067995730395146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3925067995730395146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-plans-ahead.html' title='Good plans ahead'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2841129320726295810</id><published>2009-02-08T11:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:22:09.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile and I'm missing it</title><content type='html'>I'm so free. I'm so bored at home. Stay at home, doing worthless stuff. I'd done fixing my laptop and I transformed it to Vista look and it does look cool, however, it would cost me half of my ram just to run it and it lags but I like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few nights ago, I can't get into sleep so I decided to give it a try to operate my phone. It took me quite some time just to open the casing without referring any help but failed, so I surrendered and clicked through internet to get some information about it. Found it and had made my night easier to complete the job.&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5RbN9DAwI/AAAAAAAAARM/lPhfPQBrAhM/s1600-h/04022009106.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5RbN9DAwI/AAAAAAAAARM/lPhfPQBrAhM/s320/04022009106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300263339505681154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the tools I used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5RaUGMI1I/AAAAAAAAARE/38_QW4FCliU/s1600-h/04022009102.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5RaUGMI1I/AAAAAAAAARE/38_QW4FCliU/s320/04022009102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300263323974771538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look, I found something nice back then. The trip to Linkin Park Concert live in Singapore 2007.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome and I'm just missing it. I tagged Tian Shen along and of course with Chi Ming who currently stay at Sg. Three us rocked the whole Sg while LP rocked us to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V7DX2gOI/AAAAAAAAARU/hUdcrbI16mQ/s1600-h/S6000444.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V7DX2gOI/AAAAAAAAARU/hUdcrbI16mQ/s320/S6000444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300268284467642594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the entry to the stadium :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V76XlcrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/E7EqlX4N6WA/s1600-h/S6000481.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V76XlcrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/E7EqlX4N6WA/s320/S6000481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300268299230474930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V7nMm-NI/AAAAAAAAARs/2XftrhFsOYI/s1600-h/S6000470.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5V7nMm-NI/AAAAAAAAARs/2XftrhFsOYI/s320/S6000470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300268294084163794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abang Chi Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnxUIoyI/AAAAAAAAATE/wI7Zqz5anZM/s1600-h/S6000457.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnxUIoyI/AAAAAAAAATE/wI7Zqz5anZM/s320/S6000457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300275649784095522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutie Tian Shen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here it comes, the most rocking night had finally reached and the crowd went not so crazy I should say but we did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XIz3o5lI/AAAAAAAAASM/pCRd13RD978/s1600-h/62516888ww7.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XIz3o5lI/AAAAAAAAASM/pCRd13RD978/s320/62516888ww7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300269620335797842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XI8OlvDI/AAAAAAAAASE/OkLS41tMCiE/s1600-h/17628439yk9.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XI8OlvDI/AAAAAAAAASE/OkLS41tMCiE/s320/17628439yk9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300269622579543090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XIvF1IZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/t9SVQs_M1hQ/s1600-h/57071792gd0.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XIvF1IZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/t9SVQs_M1hQ/s320/57071792gd0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300269619053142418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XI0A8QTI/AAAAAAAAASU/eIIh2-PWDvE/s1600-h/DSC02174.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XI0A8QTI/AAAAAAAAASU/eIIh2-PWDvE/s320/DSC02174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300269620374815026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XJGNrwkI/AAAAAAAAASc/S9r4TDe4gvk/s1600-h/DSC02195.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5XJGNrwkI/AAAAAAAAASc/S9r4TDe4gvk/s320/DSC02195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300269625260098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cmotibjI/AAAAAAAAASk/o4ecjH5KV78/s1600-h/DSC02196.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cmotibjI/AAAAAAAAASk/o4ecjH5KV78/s320/DSC02196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300275630294855218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnvWn5gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SFUvK3WL_QM/s1600-h/S6000495.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnvWn5gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SFUvK3WL_QM/s320/S6000495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300275649257661954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnSRh__I/AAAAAAAAAS0/5KPPc65nEjQ/s1600-h/S6000497.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnSRh__I/AAAAAAAAAS0/5KPPc65nEjQ/s320/S6000497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300275641451675634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we had found after the crowd went off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnPwgP1I/AAAAAAAAASs/ega6PBacQ3g/s1600-h/Image017.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5cnPwgP1I/AAAAAAAAASs/ega6PBacQ3g/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300275640776277842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1268117314229846043-2841129320726295810?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2841129320726295810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2841129320726295810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2841129320726295810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2841129320726295810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-awhile-and-im-missing-it.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile and I&apos;m missing it'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SY5RbN9DAwI/AAAAAAAAARM/lPhfPQBrAhM/s72-c/04022009106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8820423555673655399</id><published>2009-01-22T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:09:20.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Great! I'm home alone for 3 days now onwards. I've been getting really tired facing this stress-less exam yet I could feel the kancheongness. Sleepless breathless me, stayed up till late night for almost two weeks and have been drinking contained caffeine drinks. I still have a whole pack of nescafe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I can say that I did manage to do every inch of the questions given and here I am now, with the last paper going to be held on Saturday. Damn! The most fearsome subject it is and I'm starting to get addicted to FIFA 08. Not in a mood at all to face my notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-8820423555673655399?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8820423555673655399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8820423555673655399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8820423555673655399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8820423555673655399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8706828731126645094</id><published>2009-01-20T06:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:39:24.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready Steady Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ready Steady Can't Hold Me Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ready Steady Give Me Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ready Steady Never Look Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's Get Started Ready Steady Go !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six (6) - Four (4) = Two (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! Gua kena SAMAN lagi. Oleh SIAPA? M la...babiii! For years there were not even a lalat of DBKL officer to come rounding to issue summons and hell yeah today I got the fucking ticket. Why must you choose this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang CNY you CNY, people CNY happy, you CNY pergi kerja nak saman orang. Dah bagi cuti pergi lepak je lah kat rumah dengan bini ko tuu. After this incident, those M have made me only a breath away to become an absolute and pure racist but not to AZ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, an electricity breakdown for an hour during my today's paper and it was in the AFTERNOON. It was so hot and my hand sweated till my answer papers were so errrr... rather wet?Kept wiping off my liquids but it was useless. It still leaked through my palms and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC's BBQ Open House for CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 25th January 2009&lt;br /&gt;Venue: 51, Jalan Serunai 14, Taman Klang Jaya, 41200 Klang&lt;br /&gt;Time to Start: 10pm-11pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do come aight!&lt;br /&gt;&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/1268117314229846043-8706828731126645094?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8706828731126645094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8706828731126645094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8706828731126645094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8706828731126645094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/01/ready-steady-go.html' title='Ready Steady Go'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1239184264379740874</id><published>2009-01-08T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:34:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight Monetary Policy</title><content type='html'>Recession is coming to town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this has nothing to do with me but to be always honest, I need money right now. Few plans are just ahead and each of those are to be succeeded only by using money.Trips, holiday expenditure, and gadgets that I wish to have. A big sigh of whatever it is, guess I can only choose one of it. Job hunting will be activated right after my final finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the dates or calender, stress would just emerge seconds after the sight. I can barely make a reach to my notes because Ah Ching messed me up terribly. Study week is just like gaming week, never try not to play it. Even for a day, I cant make it happen. I'm so fucked up man but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mada mada dane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Left 4 Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SWT1UtiOTAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bOfxJrQq7GE/s1600-h/010120091745.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SWT1UtiOTAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bOfxJrQq7GE/s320/010120091745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288621598609132546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1239184264379740874?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1239184264379740874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1239184264379740874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1239184264379740874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1239184264379740874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2009/01/tight-monetary-policy.html' title='Tight Monetary Policy'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SWT1UtiOTAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bOfxJrQq7GE/s72-c/010120091745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-8987397754096968090</id><published>2008-12-31T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:40:29.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post of 2008</title><content type='html'>Great! Another new year is coming which is tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have their new year resolution including me of course. Some wants to be rich, some may want to be even richer, others will be demanding for sparks of love to be happened, while me? Well, no doubt that I want both of the wishes but I will want to have a healthful body to keep me celebrating all the coming new years till I gain my peace at old. This is my new year resolution. People may say it ridiculous. Do not forget I still have my birthday wish ahead ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, wealth and health; What would you choose if you were me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going to Lai's house warming party while we going to celebrate our new year there later tonight. Ada bbq duhh! I definitely going to enjoy myself to the max for the last day of 2008. Will there be any liqour? Saw kev's conversation with sathes and they were discussing about drinks. Hmmm! No way I'm going to embarrass myself again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Final is coming!&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/1268117314229846043-8987397754096968090?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/8987397754096968090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=8987397754096968090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8987397754096968090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/8987397754096968090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-post-of-2008.html' title='Last post of 2008'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-741903379124479637</id><published>2008-12-20T03:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:55:23.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV7TYeD6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O26WPNCY3uI/s1600-h/DSC00527.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV7TYeD6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O26WPNCY3uI/s320/DSC00527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281620571558121378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a busy week for me - assignments, coursework tests and a trip to Malacca!&lt;br /&gt;I organized a trip to there with my classmates on last weekend. We stayed there just for a night 9 people had to squeeze ourselves to fit into a room but luckily I was smart enough to book the room with a living room. So we managed to get ourselves a place to sleep. Of course we went there by cars which drove by me and Hon Kit. Two Proton Iswara of Dark Grey and Green conquered the whole road to there but not in Malacca. The not best thing was that we were fucking stuck in the traffic jam at there for hours! We spent our day in the car viewing cars from "around the world" and my legs were the most contributed one. Tired lu tau takk? Bukan kereta auto laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind about those. The plan went on smoothly and everyone got the chance to taste what they never been pleased before, besides me of course - satay celup and lap lap kai fan! That jam really did take our precious time there because there are more places I wanted to bring them to but too bad la. We had our fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP6UMnBiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DsdlyaU9tS8/s1600-h/1_398069217l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP6UMnBiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DsdlyaU9tS8/s320/1_398069217l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281613957527176738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP6AHwM0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/VrOXSK7y7DA/s1600-h/1_270222868l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP6AHwM0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/VrOXSK7y7DA/s320/1_270222868l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281613952138097474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwS0PlQmoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2rX9GEdXtzU/s1600-h/1_920057515l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwS0PlQmoI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2rX9GEdXtzU/s320/1_920057515l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281617151744055938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP50hCaXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i_tQunD4-kE/s1600-h/1_622403008l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP50hCaXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/i_tQunD4-kE/s320/1_622403008l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281613949022923122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we do when there's a big mirror XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP5zR6ApI/AAAAAAAAAN4/OL2a7b60OgA/s1600-h/1_382982585l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP5zR6ApI/AAAAAAAAAN4/OL2a7b60OgA/s320/1_382982585l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281613948691022482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loads of pics taken using this big mirror :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSzF8c1NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/79G7cLFKiyI/s1600-h/1_776687536l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSzF8c1NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/79G7cLFKiyI/s320/1_776687536l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281617131977102546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeng or not!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSzUrBLbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mopz9hr1vrk/s1600-h/19012008041.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSzUrBLbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mopz9hr1vrk/s320/19012008041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281617135930518962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV8RHCPGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/IIxzIrZc_1w/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV8RHCPGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/IIxzIrZc_1w/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281620588127992930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV7v_lM3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/zBopPtIE4b0/s1600-h/19012008049.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV7v_lM3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/zBopPtIE4b0/s320/19012008049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281620579238359922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSz1BCEVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fqfXBe6eTXU/s1600-h/20012008059.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwSz1BCEVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fqfXBe6eTXU/s320/20012008059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281617144612786514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP5s4xADI/AAAAAAAAANw/fzXbJlTzybs/s1600-h/20012008056.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwP5s4xADI/AAAAAAAAANw/fzXbJlTzybs/s320/20012008056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281613946974961714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV8PYuKKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jlOG4GdwI-8/s1600-h/19012008037.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV8PYuKKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jlOG4GdwI-8/s320/19012008037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281620587665303714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This the reason why don't mess with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;We were fighting for the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vince, nasi kandar tak de la. Satay celup boleh? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwXOmE73LI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-4ko12d36cM/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwXOmE73LI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-4ko12d36cM/s320/DSC00522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281622002505604274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1268117314229846043-741903379124479637?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/741903379124479637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=741903379124479637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/741903379124479637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/741903379124479637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-to-malacca.html' title='Road to Malacca'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SUwV7TYeD6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O26WPNCY3uI/s72-c/DSC00527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1681463974595490539</id><published>2008-12-07T17:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:53:58.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun at Jusco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuXDWZvpNI/AAAAAAAAANI/Y5kf79orZn8/s1600-h/transporter3_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuXDWZvpNI/AAAAAAAAANI/Y5kf79orZn8/s320/transporter3_galleryposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276977472203629778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched transporter 3 yesterday and it was okay only compared to 1st and 2nd. Still, Frank Martin yeng along with his Audi.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I have that Audi car :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another call came up and we were planning to rock the GreenBox but too bad, most of us don't have money to sing and ended up at Vilas. Before we had our foods in at mamak, we did some photo session at the Jusco Christmas trees. So called bboy wannabe us, took some awesome pics which give you an idea how to do breakin. We pro and iPro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZfV_YH6I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZmIFrU2-_38/s1600-h/071220081486.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZfV_YH6I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZmIFrU2-_38/s320/071220081486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276980152152629154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZe3kAO4I/AAAAAAAAANg/gRYYCqOSCEU/s1600-h/071220081485.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZe3kAO4I/AAAAAAAAANg/gRYYCqOSCEU/s320/071220081485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276980143984753538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZenN1PRI/AAAAAAAAANY/59TtekUAtCw/s1600-h/071220081481.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZenN1PRI/AAAAAAAAANY/59TtekUAtCw/s320/071220081481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276980139596791058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZeP8SlOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w5niTAKM88o/s1600-h/071220081480.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuZeP8SlOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w5niTAKM88o/s320/071220081480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276980133349201122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nerdy and Geeky Style&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/1268117314229846043-1681463974595490539?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1681463974595490539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1681463974595490539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1681463974595490539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1681463974595490539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-fun-at-jusco.html' title='Having fun at Jusco'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STuXDWZvpNI/AAAAAAAAANI/Y5kf79orZn8/s72-c/transporter3_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6716703940953795108</id><published>2008-12-01T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:49:50.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over, and we're done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tears run down like razorblades&lt;br /&gt;and no, I'm not the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;It's you, or is it me?&lt;br /&gt;And all the words we never say&lt;br /&gt;Come out, and now we're all ashamed&lt;br /&gt;And there's no sense in playing games&lt;br /&gt;When you've have done all you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. We're done. Since you have already make that move, I might as well will do my own part and the decision is made. I'll just wait the time to come and I'll walk out and never let you be so 'troubled' anymore. I just can't believe this thing could happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6716703940953795108?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6716703940953795108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6716703940953795108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6716703940953795108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6716703940953795108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-over-and-were-done.html' title='It&apos;s over, and we&apos;re done.'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-4920738122511046653</id><published>2008-11-30T17:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:25:21.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen!</title><content type='html'>I bet everyone knows about the terror happened in Mumbai. Who doesn't know that, can go bang your head to wall for few times and starts to touch some news through newspaper or whatever. I don't really get it why those sohai Islamic militants want to kill so many people. Did the victims step their tails? I'm sure there must be reasons behind it but are those fulfilling enough to take so many lives? Unless all the militants were having serious mental problem which human lives were the medicine to cure them. Both Malaysian and Singaporean are also the terror victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Celebrated friends birthday at Steamboat Restaurant. The food there wasn't that bad but quite pricey, anyway, I had my stomach satisfied. After the celebration, we, the guys were having another round of satisfaction. Pawning session was on due to the acid rain. Can't blame it because the temptation cafes made were so seducing [RM1 - 1 hour] and its going to continue till end of this year. This is what I called dangerous moment because finals coming soon also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STJo1ezrEyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Q8M2Lgm1Mhs/s1600-h/DSC00781.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STJo1ezrEyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Q8M2Lgm1Mhs/s320/DSC00781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274393381616423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday boy, Kenny and birthday girl, Janet.&lt;br /&gt;Congrates to them who are finally 18th and are licensed to do 18&amp;amp;above activity&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STJowQZQGHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Vqd0fTDZe-A/s1600-h/DSC00364.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/STJowQZQGHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Vqd0fTDZe-A/s320/DSC00364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274393291848161394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1268117314229846043-4920738122511046653?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/4920738122511046653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=4920738122511046653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4920738122511046653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/4920738122511046653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/amen.html' title='Amen!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/STJo1ezrEyI/AAAAAAAAANA/Q8M2Lgm1Mhs/s72-c/DSC00781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-801715444318866797</id><published>2008-11-24T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:09:37.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible I guess?</title><content type='html'>How could you do those fucking acts? Sial betul! It was so damn obvious written on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-I'M DESPO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deng, you are just a fucking noob who don't even know the shit u stepped on and the tension you have created. Please be smart next time and get to know which situation you're at dude. Can't you read the environment we gave you? Why are you still the same and wouldn't wanna change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are looking away from you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fuck you!&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/1268117314229846043-801715444318866797?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/801715444318866797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=801715444318866797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/801715444318866797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/801715444318866797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/impossible-i-guess.html' title='Impossible I guess?'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7143561417851897123</id><published>2008-11-21T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:05:47.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futsal play granted!</title><content type='html'>Translated these words into Bahasa Malaysia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Teori Hybrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papercut - potongan kertas&lt;br /&gt;One step closer - Sepijak Hampir&lt;br /&gt;With you - Denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Points of Autority - Tunjuk Power&lt;br /&gt;Crawling - Merangkak&lt;br /&gt;Runaway - Lari diri&lt;br /&gt;By Myself - Oleh Sendiri&lt;br /&gt;In the end - Akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten - Terlupa&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me away - Tolak Aku belah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few assignments were done and handed up in time. I had a relaxing ping pong play last evening. Learned up loads of skills on how to play it. It was fun! Macam macam skills keluar - bola skru la, smashh la. As a result, I got smashed at my eye by Magen when we were playing badminton. Pain in the ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for my feet. I have already gathered some players to play FUTSAL! At last, I can lay my steps on to the futsal ground of TARC. Ball will be bought someday soon. Not for long I can put my name into the scoresheets :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7143561417851897123?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7143561417851897123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7143561417851897123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7143561417851897123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7143561417851897123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/translated-these-words-into-bahasa.html' title='Futsal play granted!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-223718244171159058</id><published>2008-11-20T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:52:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja Kursus Bahasa Natoi</title><content type='html'>Why on earth do I have to take BM Lanjutan since it is not really useful to everyone, I guess? Unless you have already decided to work your ass off under natoi association. Sigh, its already 3 years I didn't write in BM and my essay structure totally sucks. Written it in blue, ended up getting more red, need to redo somemore! However, in term of speaking, it wouldn't be a problem for me because I pro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSRDrQg26uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i4ssCitSlBg/s1600-h/002651.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSRDrQg26uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i4ssCitSlBg/s320/002651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270411874376542946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss KBU's Roxy!&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/1268117314229846043-223718244171159058?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/223718244171159058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=223718244171159058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/223718244171159058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/223718244171159058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerja-kursus-bahasa-natoi.html' title='Kerja Kursus Bahasa Natoi'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSRDrQg26uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i4ssCitSlBg/s72-c/002651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7802222944747320794</id><published>2008-11-17T11:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:15:32.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDuTHRIW0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xp56x6WcsC0/s1600-h/tt2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDuTHRIW0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xp56x6WcsC0/s320/tt2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269473576159304514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring tennis lesson. Went up there just to sit for 2 and a half hours and stared at how he conducted the practical test. Assignment of this co-cu has to be passed up by this week. Bunting has just done its decorating. Show you the work of my group members. Chun leh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are Fabulous. &lt;/span&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDtIHv8syI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b_dy_L7FZaY/s1600-h/madagascar-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDtIHv8syI/AAAAAAAAAMY/b_dy_L7FZaY/s320/madagascar-2-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269472287798375202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Madagascar 2 yesterday, of course I downloaded. It was okay, so okay till I can't really say it is bad or too good. Quality - not bad, can still be watched which resulted good. The potong stim part was, the language suddenly changed to unknown for 2-3 minutes. So I could't catch that particular moment what they were conversing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDvg0JluuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7MCH1HjnoRY/s1600-h/18-08-08_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDvg0JluuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7MCH1HjnoRY/s320/18-08-08_1045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269474911057197794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Robbie, its time for us to have har mee session already. I can feel the taste and I'm so hungry now till I can really eat the pic of HAR MEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7802222944747320794?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7802222944747320794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7802222944747320794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7802222944747320794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7802222944747320794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-day.html' title='Just the day'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SSDuTHRIW0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xp56x6WcsC0/s72-c/tt2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-2855184569175930032</id><published>2008-11-13T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:32:08.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acid Rain</title><content type='html'>Out of sudden I am missing the acid rain term that we [Chris, Wee Tat and I] used to play it whenever we see any dripping to the ground. Once the rain comes, I'll say, "Eh, acid rain la. It is dangerous to continue driving. Need to stop somewhere"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the identical sign --&gt; ^^ to each other and off we go to the place where the habitat of mice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-2855184569175930032?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/2855184569175930032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=2855184569175930032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2855184569175930032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/2855184569175930032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/acid-rain.html' title='Acid Rain'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6811721612086304627</id><published>2008-11-11T15:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:16:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Updates</title><content type='html'>I feel like putting in the picture my now. Such like, how am I doing now at here with the new environment of studies? Manage to make any new friends? and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am good, doing great here and trying hard to get myself to concentrate on studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SRk3bi4vjII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/y1zrR4fyKXs/s1600-h/1_273722949l.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/_-lvA_0s8E00/SRk3bi4vjII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/y1zrR4fyKXs/s320/1_273722949l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267302185547304066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my current state, the gang that I always hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;How did I sing with them? Nah, I'd keep on pass pass and pass&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;I DONT READ AND SPEAK CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;They were so crazy for the mics and 6 were not enough too!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there was a guy who is also a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Coursework week is over. Did quite well in the tests I attempted. Hopefully its enough for me to get A perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a night event for SBS students coming soon end this month and I'm considering whether to join the fun.  It is also a night of appreciation for course and class reps (this is what they said).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hmmmm.........&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/1268117314229846043-6811721612086304627?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6811721612086304627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6811721612086304627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6811721612086304627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6811721612086304627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/11/simply-updates.html' title='Simply Updates'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SRk3bi4vjII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/y1zrR4fyKXs/s72-c/1_273722949l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6716877017060552770</id><published>2008-10-28T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:54:11.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck dude! Fuck You!</title><content type='html'>How could I make that fucking small mistake?! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;I need to rush back to Klang now. This is so fucked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6716877017060552770?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6716877017060552770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6716877017060552770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6716877017060552770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6716877017060552770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck-dude-fuck-you.html' title='Fuck dude! Fuck You!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1768099997519749770</id><published>2008-10-27T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:09:05.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passion</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I have the passion after watching a Liverpool's sweet victory match against the top table rival. They were playing so well in both offensive and defensive. A goal decides it all, first is first and second is nothing. At last, they have beaten Chelsea in EPL after for so long. It is also the 1st time I shouted loudly at my dad's sight while he was playing with a kid since I started the walk as a tarcian. Football really drives me crazy and Liverpool makes me feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ushhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;It's Deepavali day! I went to Raju's house and had a dinner there, an usual open house from him. He asked me to do some offering called Festival of Lights and I did. Back with vegeterian serving filling my appetite and gosh, it was so damn full.  Gotta save my little stomach for curry chicken, mutton and many more for tomorrow. This is going to make me burst off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Deepavali my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1768099997519749770?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1768099997519749770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1768099997519749770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1768099997519749770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1768099997519749770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/10/passion.html' title='The Passion'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7152849033950410075</id><published>2008-10-17T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:01:03.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got promoted, assignments added, more works, what else?</title><content type='html'>Have been busy to settle down myself to fit the new group. Know what? I got promoted to a class rep of that group and I'm elected by some faggots and changed to their original group. Congrats to me! Being a class rep isn't that easy at all. First of all, I need to fucking distribute notes my classmates and I'm the one who have to go to their seatings and hand it over to them. Huh? If any changes made, I have to be an informant and use the credit I reloaded to sms them about it. The most suffer thing in this is that, I have to carry the fucking notes back home and it is thick like you never even wanna carry those. It's thick ok? I need to travel to college with those to prepare myself to shoot the not-having-the-notes-ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that bad at all. I do enjoy embracing this position, somehow. Got cert wan leh!&lt;br /&gt;mai siao siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to settle the form of loan agreement and the due date of to pay the tuition fee is reaching. Damn! Result hasn't out yet. Can't wait to see how well or bad I did in my last sem's final. Kancheong betui nii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional feeling came back to me today. It is just so sudden of its arrival and I don't even have time to prepare for it. Now, I'm having harsh moment here. Sometime, I just don't understand people I walk with. Neither he or she could catch mine. I'm so defenseless right now and this is really out of my control. Well, I guess it just the best to let it roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't let me drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7152849033950410075?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7152849033950410075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7152849033950410075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7152849033950410075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7152849033950410075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-promoted-assignments-added-more.html' title='Got promoted, assignments added, more works, what else?'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6470253407165580100</id><published>2008-10-07T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:01:35.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't no stressin</title><content type='html'>Holiday has just ended and my 2nd sem started. Its a fucked up day in college. Just got to know that my name is on the list of Group 5 which I originally from Group 4. Actually I don't really mind about the shifting, but the problem here is, I have a fucking class on SATURDAY. This is just great! Nah! ..l.. to TarC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have made an appeal but it is not 100%. If the appeal is not going to be entertained, then mah boh pian lo. Life goes on *copy from ts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I pass my days off? Simple, DC = Dota Camper! Dota till dawn. It is an super duper extreme budget activity I can play but of course not the whole I camp that. Went out with friends also la. Had bak kut teh and fried chicken eating with Chris plus conversations about the 'M'. Too bad, our journey to the Pak Lang made us dissapointed. It has been some donkey years I didnt have the pack of the great nasi lemak with extra good sambal which the sambal in the pack wouldn't be enough for me. Also, Robbie called and planned to have singing fest. I agreed and joined him because the mood popped out and asked me to go, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night has finally reached and everyone around me were so excited and couldn't wait to get our feet to stomp the one best of three in the world. Lots of people were gathered and rushing to get into the music showground. It was my first time been there too. I have been told by my B.bro that there are only three in the world - London, Singapore and Malaysia. The music of god will really drive you crazy and with such nice ground. The best of the best sound system they have in there to blast you till you get wild. And lucky me was in the building of non smoking, Ministry of Sound, Euphoria. I might sounded like a 1st time clubber but I'm not a frequent clubber. It was a night for a friend of my best's birthday. As usual but not the typical me, drunk again. It was too heavy and I almost make it to the public. But the dignity I have in me and not to be crushed by the surroundings has brought me to the puke room. Aaron saw me! Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, misery. That's what I felt. It makes me don't wanna go back there because that sentiment is haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, few pictures taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2xRiQpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eeW6EZDdCbo/s1600-h/n783867027_1463697_8045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2xRiQpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eeW6EZDdCbo/s320/n783867027_1463697_8045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254349306779026066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2tLqC_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/UNKHsTFYtU8/s1600-h/n783867027_1463770_1979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2tLqC_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/UNKHsTFYtU8/s320/n783867027_1463770_1979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254349305680628722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2h9bRrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TfBzvirn13c/s1600-h/n783867027_1463704_54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2h9bRrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TfBzvirn13c/s320/n783867027_1463704_54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254349302668150450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;best pic and nice pouring from me to ts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no stressin dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-6470253407165580100?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6470253407165580100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6470253407165580100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6470253407165580100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6470253407165580100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/10/aint-no-stressin.html' title='Ain&apos;t no stressin'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SOsy2xRiQpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eeW6EZDdCbo/s72-c/n783867027_1463697_8045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7624935371175856876</id><published>2008-09-26T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:41:34.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Approved!</title><content type='html'>Uhh, woke up with some greens sticking around my eyes. I know it is disgusting but I got it away with my fingers. Well, everyone does that not without me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To turn on my laptop with the dizziness still hanging in my head, is really hard. Opened some websites and I went to check out whether TarC has any important news. I saw 2 links - Date of Result Release and TarC Loan Fund. Guess what I saw which has led me to my day of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is on the list! This news really put a smile on my face early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the loan from them. They approved me, maybe because of some shit stories I told the program supervisor. RM 3, 500 per year, guess I don't have to worry about the fees anymore. The burden my parents carry has been loosen a lil by now, somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7624935371175856876?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7624935371175856876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7624935371175856876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7624935371175856876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7624935371175856876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/approved.html' title='Approved!'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5781717566926637187</id><published>2008-09-25T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:19:12.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incoming Solo Plan</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have the chance to send my form to ptptn office to delay the payment. I'm still a student, how do you expect me to pay you? Just got to know that there is a branch located at KL Sentral. I'm going there tomorrow morning and maybe I'll just travel somewhere to get rid of my boredom. Of course, this is a not-money-spending trip. This time I'll just use my eyes to widen the view of someplace. RM15 is enough, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been spending my holidays on dramas and games. I just can't find a meaningful yet useful thing to do. After I got some feedback from mum, my mood was so high up suddenly went down straight until it touched my heart and felt regret what I've done last time, regret for not using the time well, regret for not adapting observation skill, regret for not developing patience and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time allows me to make things back right on track. There are lots of things waiting me to be done. Play around no more and focus on my future is my aim now BUT relaxation still is a must to have. Well, that's all for today and God of Fortune is calling me, there is an important meeting awaits me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5781717566926637187?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5781717566926637187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5781717566926637187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5781717566926637187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5781717566926637187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/incoming-solo-plan.html' title='Incoming Solo Plan'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-1446624092604157377</id><published>2008-09-20T04:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T04:36:22.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freed Not for Long</title><content type='html'>Free from suffering of going to college, not to hold any paper contains thousands words of knowledge, and free from sighting my notes but only for 2 weeks. It is a gift but a dull gift for me. I  rather feel boring to be back in Klang but not at home. Friends have already started their lessons. Some are staying far apart while some are near yet so far too. This feeling is like, friends are getting a distance from each other with our age gaining up on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a thought. This thought in me, I'm a jerk, no doubt. I had some of my friends involved in that. If they find out about this, I'm sure they will kill me! Keep my mind shut I shall. Time makes me think a lot and I made up alot of unwanted thinking and consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please bless me a part time job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to fill my nights with a job for the coming semester. Cash ain't flowing well around me. I Need money - rent, bills, food, and many more. When I look into my wallet, I can barely see notes, not even coins. Thats my situation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to pick up my little brother at his tuition centre - Bukit Tinggi. Incredibly, there was a scene. I saw a motocyclist with a partner grabbed something not useful, I guess, from a couple. Those fuckers flee passby me and the guy was chasing them while carrying a leg injury. Conclusion, the couple went to Giant and acted like nothing has happened. I suppose the thieves snatched useless belonging. Bukit Tinggi is no longer a safe place to wander around at night. Those kind of people might roam around searching for weaklings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going to club. As what I've said just not long ago, cash ain't flowing well! Pray to God, the next morning I wake up, few hundred is enough to appear on my bed. Dare not to greed. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Not Enough Arghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-1446624092604157377?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/1446624092604157377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=1446624092604157377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1446624092604157377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/1446624092604157377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/freed-not-for-long.html' title='Freed Not for Long'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-6810149557073289668</id><published>2008-09-17T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:52:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another was gunned down,  last one coming up soon</title><content type='html'>Ushh, here comes my last paper, Micro Econs. After that, I'm fucking free of writing my index no. in WORDS! on the answers booklet anymore but not for long because this is only my 1st sem lerr. Fucking asshole system. Really for fuck sake! There is already a number provided for us and why do we have to write the numbers out in words. This is fucking stupid! Well, maybe its my problem because I can't settle myself about this. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got a news from a friend that her friend got killed and burnt by four beasts which are around 16-22 in age. The victim got kidnapped by them after she was release from her part time job at some supermarket before the murder incident happened. She is only 16, my dear, she is so young and pretty too. Quite a distinction student as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more detail, please search yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SNCoFpOK1UI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhcmzwCBa4A/s1600-h/Lai+ying+Xin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SNCoFpOK1UI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhcmzwCBa4A/s320/Lai+ying+Xin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246878380804724034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope those bastards got burn in hell till they can never reborn into world.&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/1268117314229846043-6810149557073289668?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/6810149557073289668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=6810149557073289668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6810149557073289668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/6810149557073289668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-was-gunned-down-last-one-coming.html' title='Another was gunned down,  last one coming up soon'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/SNCoFpOK1UI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hhcmzwCBa4A/s72-c/Lai+ying+Xin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-5621444457422689717</id><published>2008-09-16T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:32:22.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage Conquers Fear</title><content type='html'>Relative to the whole scheme of things, your life span should be compared to lighting a candle and immediately blowing it out. In other words, life is short - very short. Missing out on any of joys life offers is a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life is being controlled by your fears, you are most certainly cheating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is a mental muscle that conquers fear. Like all muscles, the more you use them the stronger they become. Courage is not something you are born with, it must be developed. Individuals who fail to develop courage, remain confined in mental prisons and face each day as mental lightweights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said if you face the thing you fear, fear leaves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no fear without courage. We all have fear, however, not everyone becomes subservient to their fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is, very likely, something you wanted to do for years - move to another city, start your own business, apply for that better position, go after the big account. Whatever it is you should do it. Remember, life is not a practice run. This is it, A little courage leads to more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe those poor souls who are without courage. They merely tiptoe through life hoping they make it safely to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I were never meant to live that way. Learn to live the way you like by no longer living as you dislike. Forge into the remainder of your day with an abundance of courage. That's living!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-5621444457422689717?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/5621444457422689717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=5621444457422689717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5621444457422689717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/5621444457422689717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/courage-conquers-fear.html' title='Courage Conquers Fear'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-3518460742974994688</id><published>2008-09-11T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:59:40.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Relaxation</title><content type='html'>I went to Malacca yesterday even just for a night stay. Friends over there were having steamboat party for Moon Cake Festival. I reached there around 7 in the evening and called si Wee Tat and si Man Chan to pick me up at Sentral. Too bad for Wee Tat because the moment I got into the car, I started to release my diu-ness towards him. Why I did so? Chris should know about this ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About MC leh, aihh. I ain't got things to say to you but to support you and yengness of the hair.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that he has gotten more handsome now, hair is much longer, the look doesn't change much though. I met the Ah Bin, Ah Shen and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Ah Bin has gotten much Lalaa now with the new hairlook. As always and with improvement as well, he with his dancing skills and also newly adapted singing and instruments skills are always the temptation and the eye cathing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Shen leh, give me 5 for the delicious victory against Ah Dee and Shaun over the counter strike. Lol. The score was 50 wins against 47. That was a tight and interesting war. But still, we are better than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun there and the emptiness of my stomach since my departure from Kl was filled full with sundry food especially the balls and few cups of chivas. Plus, a special drink made by Leon, Vodka with Ribena. Not bad though the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, fun and relaxation time is over. I'm going back to study mode. Tomorrow I am having a fucking exam, Hubungan Etnik which I don't understand why I have to take it since I've already taken LAN subject. Noob! Yeah, I admit that I'm having too much enjoyment activities and have been wandering around while I'm in the middle of exam week. What should I do to restore back my precious time to study? Well, study now lo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-3518460742974994688?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/3518460742974994688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=3518460742974994688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3518460742974994688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/3518460742974994688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/over-relaxation.html' title='Over Relaxation'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268117314229846043.post-7131339514744218861</id><published>2008-09-07T22:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:32:20.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Strangers are everywhere not until we get to know them who they are, what they do, and where they live. This is a common activity when a community of strangers grouped up and learns the life together every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are strangers at the beginning. Friends might become strangers back at the end. Pros and cons in every inch of the things we do, words we say or the thinking we convey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends sometimes help and bring prospers but sometimes ruin you till you couldn’t get a step up the stairs again. Yeah, this world is so cruel and it can be crueler than u can ever imagine it. But life goes on till the end of our hearts beat stop and being born again into the very same world of where we end our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the most beautiful gift which ever present to us. Those who truly understand the meaning of friends wouldn’t drag you down but will die for you. Well, we should appreciate what we have and pursuit what we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple piece of my mind. When I wrote about this, I felt it hard and harsh. Balik balik emo jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1268117314229846043-7131339514744218861?l=derrickdiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/feeds/7131339514744218861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1268117314229846043&amp;postID=7131339514744218861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7131339514744218861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1268117314229846043/posts/default/7131339514744218861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derrickdiu.blogspot.com/2008/09/strangers-are-everywhere-not-until-we.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>DerriCK.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293889086081544938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-lvA_0s8E00/Sst9JxJfn4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HxzMATliZl0/S220/03102009486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
