<?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-5454244878461892336</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:27:57.190+09:00</updated><category term='Crap&apos;g bout StudieS'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='Crap&apos;g...Trash&apos;g...Rubbish&apos;g'/><category term='Sweet Memories'/><category term='Education'/><category term='FeeLin Emotional~'/><category term='hi-lite...'/><title type='text'>Siri-V Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6340649201137745730</id><published>2011-01-21T20:39:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:06:40.204+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap&apos;g bout StudieS'/><title type='text'>ITS HERE AGAIN; EXAM!</title><content type='html'>I m having exam week next week..for next week alone i m having like 5 papers..n most of them r the mechanic related ones..like Mechanical Mechanics, Fluid Mechanics, Mechanics Manufacturing, Material Mechanics n last but not least Programming..(the one i despise most coz i hardly get it rite!) huhuhu..then on 1st Feb, i m having 2 papers which are Basic Math and Differentiation which i supposed to pass it last year but only God knows what happened...haish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, seriously, despite all this difficult papers looming near, i m not at all worried,nervous, or agitated like i m used to be. What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; is it because i m prepared to face the exams? or is it because i m too worried to an extend where my mind has succumb itself without a fight? haish orrrrr  Is it because i m too excited with my Europe trip which causes me to lose my focus??? owh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS VERRYYY DANGEROUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Phong!!!! focus man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m doing well this coming exam....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6340649201137745730?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6340649201137745730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6340649201137745730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6340649201137745730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6340649201137745730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-here-again-exam.html' title='ITS HERE AGAIN; EXAM!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3469514646271689718</id><published>2011-01-12T21:39:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:56:10.362+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap&apos;g bout StudieS'/><title type='text'>Finish Presentation!  yeah...huhu</title><content type='html'>Hai to whoever read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished my experiment lab presentation today..&lt;br /&gt;haish.. i was never good in talking in front of people(s), especially a group of people or worst in front of the  WHOLE CLASS...bt that is not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was in front of my lab mates n the SENSEI..scary..nervous and i kinda screw it up!&lt;br /&gt;this are my mistakes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st- I read the script i had prepared entirely which i shouldn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd- No eye contact with my peers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd-I was crapping in JAPANESE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th-And....... i didnt explain the last n most important part which is the conclusion part! I SKIP THAT! (i was to concern about the time limit n i just snap when time is up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Apenak buat susu dah bertaburan..(dont cry over spilled milk say the old people)... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i finish presenting i felt lighter....freeeeeeeee frm all the fear n worries.i just felt like this burden had been lift from both my muscular shouders(prasan ja)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but NOTE that EXAMs r yet to start!( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3469514646271689718?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3469514646271689718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3469514646271689718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3469514646271689718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3469514646271689718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2011/01/presentation-day-awful.html' title='Finish Presentation!  yeah...huhu'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8136561082759357377</id><published>2011-01-11T22:11:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:22:11.962+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW after like a Year1; 2011!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year uolzzzzz!! it's year 2011 already. How time flew like British Airways Concord jet...dont make sense bt who cares..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  wah it has been quite some time since my last post! I barely remember when i last wrote. Hurm...bt one thing for sure, i hve wanted to post about my experience about going to LADY GAGA's MOnster Ball Tour Concert..bt heheh.. due to my procrastinating habits... blar2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now supposely i need to finish up my presentation for tomorrow! omg i need to present about this lab experiment on Control System which seriously i have no idea what that is all about! huhuhu...so now feelling about down rather than nervous..at time like this, all those sweet memories kept on coming and made me missing every those sweet moments leaving me feeling homesick lar..ape lar...macm2 lar...haish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B strong lar weh...kate anak jantan! hahah&lt;br /&gt;ok r  nak smbung keje jap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8136561082759357377?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8136561082759357377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8136561082759357377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8136561082759357377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8136561082759357377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2011/01/wow-after-like-year1-2011.html' title='WOW after like a Year1; 2011!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6834369244783328067</id><published>2010-04-15T20:23:00.016+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T01:44:22.361+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi-lite...'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga The mOnsTer Ball tOur</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Just dance, gonna be okay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Da da doo doot-n&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Just dance, spin that record babe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Da da doo doot-n&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Just dance, gonna be okay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;D-D-D-Dance, dance, dance, just&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;J-J-Just dance…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;pre style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Stop callin, stop callin,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;Stop callin, stop callin,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I left my head and my heart on the dance floor……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I m sure some of you are familiar with this lines…its LADY GAGA’s famous Just Dance and Telephone lyric….. n she is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TOKYO!&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S8cCz4sWVvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lCVvKHG8AZI/s1600/lady+gaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S8cCz4sWVvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lCVvKHG8AZI/s320/lady+gaga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460336163624998642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Lady Gaga spotted in NARITA airport Tokyo on Tuesday...on her beg Hermes Birkin beg (around USD5000) is a message for her fans, that said  'I love small Monster, Tokyo love' in Japanese alphabet Katagana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Guess what?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me n my friends are going to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Gaga the Monster Ball Tour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;concert on this coming Saturday!!! (although the ticket really burn not one but holes in my jeans)  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what it is worth, this will gonna b my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time attending a concert, a real big huge concert&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;by an international ARTIST…btw we r talking about GAGA…a very talented lady..gaga…..m I m her big fan…not too obsess but yet I love her disco pop songs..they really know how to make me move my BODY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just cant wait! Like now the only thing in my mind is LADY GAGA songs n all about her upcoming concert…in my mind, are mostly &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;about the outfit I m going to put on…(seriously I m so in trouble for neglecting my studies..…Lucky I hv just start&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my new semester; x to worry ) BTW,this kinda worried my sister n some of my closes friends… The comments are all over my post.. They r aware of my academic situation are r concern of me. …&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;note for u all -I appreciate ur concern, don’t worry, this will end by this Saturday nite… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just wanna &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dress into something loud,outlandish, flamboyant &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fit for her concert like those of House of Lady Gaga….but of course its must b a male version one ..i don’t want to dress up like a drag queen..(oh no!!!)….to bad i m running out of time n source as the concert will be in 2 days time,frustrating!!! Should have prepared earlier..… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Actually love designing costume. During my juniorhigh school, I did design the props for my drama team as well..and I feel that the work of creativity is so much FUN!! Even.I have had a dream of celebrating Haloween but at home, we don’t really hve the chance to do so...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe I m gonna to get smtg simple yet&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;weird, out of the MAN world weird..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;YOU B THE JUDGE ..haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;LOOKS like i m gonna dress for an early Halloween…I guess… wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6834369244783328067?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6834369244783328067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6834369244783328067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6834369244783328067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6834369244783328067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-fever.html' title='Lady Gaga The mOnsTer Ball tOur'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S8cCz4sWVvI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lCVvKHG8AZI/s72-c/lady+gaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5786824933946056387</id><published>2010-04-08T00:37:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:38:46.679+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FeeLin Emotional~'/><title type='text'>Down~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby are u down down down down down ~~&lt;br /&gt;downnnn~~,DOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nnnn~.&lt;br /&gt;even if the sky is falling in&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Jay Sean ...love that..bt this post is different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this feeling has resurfaces again after my tedious work of suppressing it.And to my dismay, this one piece of intense feel-not-good part of feeling just reemerge to overtake me.. agian like it always do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of feeling good about myself n  contented of my being ,a simple question from that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someon&lt;/span&gt;e has robbed it all...that is an enquiry bout  my last sem's result.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;The moment he had asked it it felt like cold wind being blowed into my skull,leaving a void space, that later being filled with  dismay n despondent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its heavy now..my head .I m feeling like submerging  myself in the dept of the deepest ocean , hiding myself from the present of my peers..I m ashame!!! Coz The fact that my last sem!s result which is not a thing to be proud of,more to be ashamed of, has somehow striped my ego(men hv  strong ego u know)..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the feeling of down arises...which in my case could be define as the feeling of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;upset&lt;/span&gt;,and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shame.&lt;/span&gt;. those things that had been hunting me since EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is so depressing when it come to be defeated in academic coz now my only concerned as a sponsored student is studies!! I m defeated by my peers n my own expectation.. even though i dont really have high expectation of myself(not that I m lack of confidence) bt I m trying ot be realistif of my own ability..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the main thing now is the damn feeling...DOWN! Everytime I flung in exams due to my carelessness..or realized that I mindlessly hurt someone,or if someone said smtg hurtful, or i missed someone badly , instantly my happy-go-luck mode be swith off into dark gloomy siri mode!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part it..it seems to turn on the I-MISS-EVERYONE  mode as well!.. this is the time I would reminisce all the good times i had wif my old pals or of someone I used to loved.....bt all the time, I would be missing home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour ago,thanks to that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who loves butting in wif the question i dislike most...'how was ur grade???'...now I m so in so much pain! I m emotionaly suffering... :(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT one thing I learned from the teaching of the great man , the Buddha  is that, feeling do constatntly flunctuate,n it is impermanent ...its u, as the comander of the ship , to hve the ultimate power to meneuver it safely or to let it drift into darkness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S7zQOUvWeTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kgMIw0TeXJw/s1600/upset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S7zQOUvWeTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kgMIw0TeXJw/s320/upset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457465792970258738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;/span&gt; someone jez buzz me on my YM...n its AzT....a friend of mine(jez knew)...the doomes-day feeling has transformed  into a bringht-spring daylight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m thrilled!! :):):) ....c feeling does change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m so into chatting now....bye2...XOXO :p&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/5454244878461892336-5786824933946056387?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5786824933946056387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5786824933946056387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5786824933946056387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5786824933946056387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2010/04/down.html' title='Down~~'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/S7zQOUvWeTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kgMIw0TeXJw/s72-c/upset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6324734232421706336</id><published>2010-04-02T10:01:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:08:47.812+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Memories'/><title type='text'>Disappear....missing u oulz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'I try to reach for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I can almost feel you, your nearly here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Disappear, disappear, disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Disappear, disappear, disappear'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of my fav lines...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;somehow this song kept on playing in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kept on trigger  my subconscious mind to remind me&lt;br /&gt;of someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i used to love thinking of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus the lyric kinda fit my situation right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Anyway,I come to love that song n some other songs from&lt;br /&gt; HOney B's latest album 'I m sasha fierce'&lt;br /&gt;since i got to know this bunch of friends of a bff of mine..know what??&lt;br /&gt;During the whole time lepaking at their appartment,&lt;br /&gt;they played B's songs at full blast  over n over non stop...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the concequences....as above..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These new friends of mine r &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; ~~kowt??~~~&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;...n&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; lively&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Their personality r &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;flamboyant&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; ~hypocrite at times~~.&lt;br /&gt; Plus they dont mind what others think bout them.&lt;br /&gt;(They can be very noisy,i mean BIG time noisy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They enjoy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; curses &lt;/span&gt;n being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cursing&lt;/span&gt; n&lt;br /&gt;making fun of each other in an acceptable manner....&lt;br /&gt;they r hilarious like a good comedian,&lt;br /&gt;always sending me laughing for hours..&lt;br /&gt; I do really enjoyed hangout with this&lt;br /&gt; bunch of people n dearly missing them&lt;br /&gt; very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; COZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That is the moment when i m myself(myb)....&lt;br /&gt;i need not pretend to be an invidual i know little of..&lt;br /&gt;a person who to the eyse of others a normal lame person...&lt;br /&gt;n poyo as well..hahah..also..&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy laughing alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Even the shortest words they uttered would tickle me sending me&lt;br /&gt; laughing through out the night...&lt;br /&gt;even the thought of their saying or statement&lt;br /&gt;would send me giggle non stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My fav was their joke using the L alphabet..&lt;br /&gt;coz it spell out a lot of funny words..bt mostly in BM..&lt;br /&gt;n they would tease one another using it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank  A,B,I,C,N,T,Z for making my Spring Holidays &lt;br /&gt;the best ever n despite we just  knowing each other,&lt;br /&gt;u guys accept me as one of u guys..&lt;br /&gt;THANKS .. hope we would meet again one day..&lt;br /&gt;most probably this Summer..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ありがとう！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps;even if T says no,I will pecah msuk umah uolz gak!&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/5454244878461892336-6324734232421706336?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6324734232421706336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6324734232421706336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6324734232421706336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6324734232421706336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappearmissing-u-oulz.html' title='Disappear....missing u oulz!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3106261449337051804</id><published>2010-03-31T17:13:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:41:36.681+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap&apos;g...Trash&apos;g...Rubbish&apos;g'/><title type='text'>2010....Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New year u oulz!!! MOtif???? isnt it too late to wish that??? in this case it not really ,since it my 1st post in the year 2010 rite,so it ACCEPTABLE (kowt?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m gonna b 21 this year. Each and every part of my body has been living n developing for the past 21 years already!!!!.huhu...if u think deeply,i mean deelpy n stop taking things for granted, into this statement, u will realized (in my part-i do) that for this pass years, my lungs, liver, heart, kidney,brain etc..has been living n working for 21 years...wa..have i do any effort to work hard in 21years straight?? never (bt its not the matter here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Besides, do u realized How fast time  passed.... Actually,i could still remember how i celebrated my 2008 new year, my trip back to Malaysia during Spring 2009 n my lovely trip with my gfs to Korea in August..these memories is still so vivid like i had it last month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its April....4 months into year 2010..so on the 2nd thought, its kinda late to wish Happy New Year though...hihi ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the point of the story??&lt;br /&gt;crapping NON! haha ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3106261449337051804?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3106261449337051804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3106261449337051804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3106261449337051804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3106261449337051804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010happy-new-year.html' title='2010....Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-2058648763764063599</id><published>2009-12-15T23:55:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:45:19.843+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of S and B...</title><content type='html'>What a drama I would say after watching Gossip Girl....i m not a big of drama and series...although i used to be a one of Latin soap drama and Japanese short series and i just started wtching GG so i m not an expert in criticizing  dramas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get this stuff happened around Serena and Blair in Gossip Girl....its too complicated. Its always about tense love triangle thingy ,twisting relationship.. and a bit of  scheming and plotting to top others and some dramatic tention and scene  happening around B and S..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life like that would be  tiring with all the constant changes of feelings and emotions... 1st Nate who dated Blair for quite sometime, then broke up and try to pursue Serena,then was rejected, and he started dating Vanessa, then breaks up again n hooked up with Jenny then again with Vanessa. At the same time, Blair fell in love with Chuck (after having sex in Nate's limo), and they didnt get together, then broke up, got together..then Blair gets together with NAte again..Serena would date Dan then broke up then couple with another guy named Aeron then breaks n gets back with Dan then break up......continuous 'get to gether and break up' scene.......want to know the detail, do watch GG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the breaking and get together thing is exciting but emotional tiring...this kind of dramatic life is just crazy. .....if that are to compare to mine, B and S's are too bizarre...i mean my life is just simple...study,uni and homework and those are the things i concerned most.. (not fogetting family and friends...they are always the top of my passion). Not that i m in love or i m in dire personal crisis...but it doeant means that my life is a plian broing one...maybe sometimes..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Serena and Blair..Their's are just different,too complex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a drama but yet, i m sure in reality there are those who share the resemblance as S and B's. I would be neither be amazed nor envied but yet i pity them sometimes..its involve too much feelings of enjoyment,love and despair entwine together at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day I would say to myself...'Its just a fictional drama,so dont get over excited'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-2058648763764063599?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/2058648763764063599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=2058648763764063599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2058648763764063599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2058648763764063599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-and-scandal.html' title='Life of S and B...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5741610801269764904</id><published>2009-12-13T22:50:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:06:02.889+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings...</title><content type='html'>hahaha...it has been a long,long time since i last posted(the same sentence i used when ever i start writting after my leave form blogging) its so like my signiture...haha..em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda weird though....i mean the couple of hours ago i was having the mixture feeling of excitement, emotional and feeling of unsecure.. after watching GOSSIP GIRL. I just get excited and elated after indulging in the scandalous life of the Manhatten elite..haha...cant explain why but i just did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after watching an episode, all of the sudden my lappy Miss Toshiba, gonne insane..huhu....lagging as if she is already 60!!! Again i was thrown into the world of frustration like always in  80 minutes ago.... who dont..while u r enjoying chatting n surfing the net,then without any plausible reason, ur lappy go gaga!!! huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i was optimistic and i was comforting myself saying 'Phong the lappy is just teaching u how to be a patient man...plus u r 20 n save the drama.. u should act like a grown up man...just be patience..'. From agitated i became calmed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i returned to my study table to start my 2000 kanji Japanes report on Hybrid Car...Unfortunately, i was unable to concentrate, cant think of anything but  i started fantasizing  (the word is too strong i think) n was in deep though about someone i wish to be with which is not worth telling.(nothing vulgar or dirty k..) Just missing someone....n i was in a deep longing for that someone... so i end up sitting infornt of my lappy again, hoping that someone might be able to fill in the void of my  feeling....huh sad n loneliness always dwell in me live about 30 minutes earlier...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N then, out of the blue, my best friend from my highschool buzz me on YM. He is doing medic in Manipal,India- n they r damn buzy, forever engaging in their studies.....the last time i every contacted him was early this year n some 'hey' n 'hai dude' in facebook,that all... then he asked for my Japan phone number n n i just type it on YM...soon i got a call.. its him!! At this moment i was overwhelmed...but the 1st thing i said after hello was  'oit mahal2 dowh, just chat on YM'..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled to get to chat with someone today,what more with a lost best friend ....during this moment which is bout 20 minutes ago, i was damn excited, thrilled n yearning to be back with my geng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cant u see that, my feeling fluctuate irregularly... it keep on changing even in a second...in a minute u r happy n in another minute u r grumpy,sad, and n start to miss someone...then again it just gets excited and it goes in a circle.. luckly its not anyhing like broken heart,depression or misery which might lead to sucide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is all the work of our powerful mind...actually i m not good n i cant go detail into this topic.. the mechanism of human mind..but what i can share is that...we are the authority of our own mind thus we can control our own feelings ....so dont ever let ur feeling overpower you,uncontrolled feeling is be hazardous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5741610801269764904?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5741610801269764904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5741610801269764904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5741610801269764904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5741610801269764904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/12/feelings.html' title='Feelings...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8429100275057965144</id><published>2009-10-08T15:01:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:40:44.552+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Holidays....Travel</title><content type='html'>I should have post this a month ago. Anyway, i was busy engaging with stuff..(not!).  The fact is that is that i was too lazy to compose and post anything. HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during my last Summer Holidays from early August to 24th September, I have been to 4 countries in just a month! Japan, Malaysia, Indonesia and South Korea. It was a greatest record for me so far n i wish to break it, travelling more in a year...Traveling is so in my blood. I think i got it from my parents as they too love travel,especially like those backpackers ones.. Traveling is so much FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 4th August  I went home flew to Malaysia,back to mysweet hometown in Taiping. In Malaysia, i was traveling all over, to Penang, Kuala Lumper and back to my parents hometown in Kedah. I barely stay put in Taiping for more then a week. My trip was endorsed by my Mum. she was the one who suggested me to go traveling rather than do nothing at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2IYPL6T4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LkfICoTiMW0/s1600-h/DSCN0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2IYPL6T4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LkfICoTiMW0/s320/DSCN0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390114279007080322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kek Lok Si Temple, Penang ,Malaysia.&lt;/span&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HlNvI1hI/AAAAAAAAAVk/cQTMzRmjpyg/s1600-h/DSCN0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HlNvI1hI/AAAAAAAAAVk/cQTMzRmjpyg/s320/DSCN0725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390113402444633618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;KLIA,hanging around with Mum and Dad before departure back To Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, during the last week of my holidays in Malaysia, my parents brought me to The Jawa island of Indonesia. We went to Jakarta, Bandung and Surabaya.(i will post smtg about this later). Then after a few days returning to Japan, I embarked on a new journey to South Korea. It was an extaroardinary trip, luck was showering us during this trip.(it will be explained later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HlkLtrCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Cn2zSyTON9M/s1600-h/DSCN0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HlkLtrCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Cn2zSyTON9M/s320/DSCN0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390113408470068258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;J&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akarta. Trip with my parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HmRofQTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/99_4yLSE9RI/s1600-h/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2HmRofQTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/99_4yLSE9RI/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390113420670353714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Seoul N Tower....Seoul, South Korea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So that all,a brief about my summer holidays and the traveling i engaged in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8429100275057965144?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8429100275057965144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8429100275057965144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8429100275057965144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8429100275057965144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/10/summer-holidaystravel.html' title='Summer Holidays....Travel'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Ss2IYPL6T4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LkfICoTiMW0/s72-c/DSCN0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6783217277807252977</id><published>2009-10-08T12:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:57:23.626+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerful Typhoon this way comes!!</title><content type='html'>Have u guys heard the Choir during the welcome party when harry was in the 3rd(?)year in Harry Potter the movie? it goes like this, 'Something wicked this way comes'.. anyway, today, its holiday..class is canceled, and its HURRAY!!! ..and it was TYPHOON hitting Tokyo as well...and her name is Melor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But this morning I did went to school despite the  feeling of taking the day off. It was around 9pm when i woke up,i was late for class as it starts at 8.50am, i was shocking to see that my sliding door was vibrating greatly and my stuff in the balcony was scattered all over the place.. the wind was too great,n strong too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I was so near to come to a decision to skipping class(only for this particular bad day k) . But today i m having 4 period of classes and all of them r important ones...gosh..so i had no other excuse but to attend class...so i cycled to the uni..I was cycling in the strong wind and in the forever falling rain.(it has been raining 3days in a row now.) and it was cold as well...seriously i wish i just could apparate in and out like those in Harry Potter's world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain was falling heavily ,the wind was still strong(cant tell the readings) , i m sure the typhoon was at its peak..Typhoon Melor , carrying gusts of up to 198 km per hour , was about 200 km  west of &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_0"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt; at 7 am. The typhoon was moving northeast towards Honshu (the main island of Japan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was 20 minutes late when i reached the parking lot. I rush up, climbing the stairs as quickly as i could and as i was entering the building i just realized that  my cap and my windbreaker was drench in water. I was too worry about getting late to class then getting wet . Upon opening the door i was nervous, upon thinking that all eyes might be set on me.It would be embarrassing since that i m still new in that particular math class. However.... as i was opening the door..it was quiet...THERE WAS ONLY A FEW IN CLASS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem that class for the 1st and 2nd period was canceled. So i had to wait. Around 11am the heavy rain stopped but its still drizzling and the wind was still strong. From the window of my class, i could see that some pedestrian was having problem with sticking out their umbrellas in this condition.few minutes later , the sky was shinning brightly even though my friend was saying that the typhoon is still hitting the area. It was weird though. The image in my mind was like- during typhoon it would be raining heavily and there would be heavy rain fall n so on...but what really happened was totally different, the sky was clear, with patches of cloud in the sky, a perfect whether for picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,in class, a girl who was on the phone announce that the class for today is cancelled due to the typhoon.It was 'Hurray!' for a second but i was puzzled  as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck???????????????????????????????????????????? The whether was fine but yet its holiday??? i don't get it. My friend, Kuribayashi san went to the office, reconfirm with the the office and it was proved true. it was holiday all right..I wasn't upset or anything but I was just shocked..how come its holiday during some nice whether. But he said taht the typhoon might come again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its 3pm already and the whether was beautiful. Even my housemate did his 3 days laundry and got them dried up.So now i just need to wait and see..while enjoying the 1 day holiday..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an article i got from the net about this Melor Typhoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;TOKYO (Reuters) – A strong typhoon barreled into Japan's main island on Thursday, disrupting transport and prompting warnings of landslides and floods, although there were no reports of serious damage.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Typhoon Melor, carrying gusts of up to 198 km per hour (123 miles per hour), was about 200 km (124 miles) west of &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_0"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt; at 7 a.m. (2200 GMT) and was headed north-northeast at 50 kph (30 mph), the Meteorological Agency said.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_1"&gt;Toyota Motor Corp&lt;/span&gt; said it planned to suspend production at all of its factories in central Japan on Thursday because of the storm, but that it would make up for lost output in the near term.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; A total of 315 flights had been canceled and more were likely to be affected, while some high speed "bullet" trains had been halted in western Japan and several expressways were closed, &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_2"&gt;public broadcaster&lt;/span&gt; NHK said. Thousands of people evacuated their homes, the broadcaster said.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; One man was killed when his motorbike hit a fallen tree, Kyodo news agency said, and NHK said about 18 people had been reported injured. Television news also showed houses damaged by landslides on the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_3"&gt;southern islands&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_4"&gt;Okinawa&lt;/span&gt; and Kyushu.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; "All night we had a lot of wind and huge downpours, and some flooding was reported in some houses yesterday," said Vishal Jani, a city official in Matsuzaka, Mie prefecture, south of the storm's center. "We were getting reports of houses shaking and &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1254959062_5"&gt;shingles&lt;/span&gt; falling off."&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; But he said there were no reports of serious damage and that the skies had now cleared.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; (Reporting by Yoko Nishikawa, Linda Sieg and Isabel Reynolds; Editing by Chris Gallagher)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6783217277807252977?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6783217277807252977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6783217277807252977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6783217277807252977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6783217277807252977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/10/powerful-typhoon-this-way-comes.html' title='Powerful Typhoon this way comes!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-1781235904499472977</id><published>2009-08-03T00:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:31:47.062+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back Again!!!</title><content type='html'>Last 4 month, i was home in Malaysia and the history shall repeat itself in 2 days time.... I m going back to Malaysia again!!!! Despite being reprimended for returning home at a worrying frequency...huhu..anyway.... since i m a mummy-boy (i won't deny this fact and i m not ashame of it)  and i m the kind of person who is family oriented, i love to be home, to be in the cicle of family comfort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dont worry i wont criticize those who could not bother about their family, dont mind not to return for a long period, etc..dont worry i cool of that kind of people u see....sometimes, it good to be so... i mean, u wont be to attached to your family, so u would live freely..but to bad(not really) i m not that kind..... i love my family so much that if its possible, i would like to be single and to take care of my family(hopefuly i wont change my mind)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, 35 hours to go before i will touch down onto KLIA.... argh cant wait for this moment again, the momment i had for few times since i m here in Japan..the joy tobe able to return to our beloved country!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Owh gosh! I havent pack my stuff..hhuhu...what should i do? i dont even know where to start....should i start with the clothes??? the gifts??? the bag??? my stuff is everywhere,on the bed is spread with clothes ,study table is flooded with small items, gifst and my books , electronic items dotted my computer desk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ....arg.... i wish mum and daddy were here to order me around..haha im so parents-dependent(does this kind of word ever exist??) ....but even this momment is fun as well ! The moment where you are puzzled lost and confuse, lost in sea of things-need-to-be-done, with the mixture of excitement and anticipation.(what crap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Arg i dont really know what to write...i m not into blogging anymore..but the guilt of not to post is humming in my mind....argh..it kinda show that i m attached to this responsibility to blog althoughi dont really have the spirit to drive me to write like i used to...seriously..what to write??? hhuhuhu... ah! i m having writters block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok2..now i better start packing....chow for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-1781235904499472977?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/1781235904499472977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=1781235904499472977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1781235904499472977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1781235904499472977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-back-again.html' title='Going Back Again!!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-1448138185288204696</id><published>2009-07-25T10:51:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:21:46.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>しさしぶり！！！　Has been Sometime since...</title><content type='html'>owh....my last post was somewhere in May...n now July is ending...wow....more then a month since i post anything here....all due to my proscrastination....neh its more because of my life as a uni students you see... (oh no! i m having a writter block..No idea what should i write..huh..this is sad...i really feel like writting about smtg but i m not sure how to start...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week i m having my last paper which is the Physic B, dealing with heat and energy...and i just finish 2 papper last 2day...and it was terrible...both are physic related subjects too... one is basic Physic 1, and another one is the Industrial Mechanic.. bothare different subjects but the are dealling with the same topic, which is mechanics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Frankly speaking, physic is  really not my field, i call it 'easy to understand' thingy scope..to me physic is hard to comprehend..however, its getting fun from time to time, i just enjoy Industrial Mechanic these days(especiall after i score badly in my mid sem exam)... Its just that my last defeat(my mid exam result) seem to trigger me to try to do better in the next one... and i seem to had the confident before the Industrial Mechanic paper..but all just fade upon seeing the questions..huhu ..arg just forget about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These few days,i  have been in to Korean reality show...have been watchin the Family Outing series on youtube..haha. basically its about a group of celebrity going to the rural areas and spend a night there... the have to prepare meal using what nature have to provide them,like camping ,they have games, and the fun part for me is when they have to prepare their own meal, so thery would go fishing, catching animals(chicken) and here u would laugh till u drop watching to their attempt....here there are lots of comical act and stuff....which is damn fun...since i enjoy comedy very much especially spontaneous ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,get to think about it.. this reality show is nothing but a waste of time..it doesnt bring benefit, 0 profit...it cant help in my Japanese, it cant increae my knowledge...but it is a entertainment for me, and most importantly its my source of laughter and joy...hahha..i would lauge alone watching it...its fun..i have been watching 51 epesode and i have one to go..their final one..the farewell outing....( i m going to weap man!) huuhu...kinda sad to see people get seperated though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its highly recommende for those enjoy comedy..and love stupid gags ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9tGFJuFAog&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9tGFJuFAog&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jgIJ8qBFcqg&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jgIJ8qBFcqg&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-1448138185288204696?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/1448138185288204696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=1448138185288204696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1448138185288204696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1448138185288204696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/07/has-been-sometime-since.html' title='しさしぶり！！！　Has been Sometime since...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3944086087171663922</id><published>2009-05-31T13:33:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:03:15.636+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heaven Big Bang</title><content type='html'>Prior to this I did wrote a post entitle 'BIG BANG inTown', and related to that, I just found out that Big Bang were here to  make their new music video for a song namedMy Heaven ( one of the my fav) Japanese Version. The name of the original version(in korean) is Heaven(Cheonguk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their new Japan album will be release on 26th this month! Thinking of buying it but it is quite costy. A cd merely contains 2 songs cost about ￥1000 or  ￥1800 including DVD(music video and the video of the making to the video) one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found it yesterday after coming across it on the U-tube.Anyway i uploaded 2 of the videos, one is the Japanese version and another is the the original one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference are ,one, obviously the language itself but what  distinguish both of these (besides the language used) is the  harmony between th lyric(of both language) and the melody. I m used to listen to Heaven Korean version and it is kinda weird to hear it in Japanese. And personally i think that the song is acceptable but not an anticipating one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Big Bang - My Heaven (Japanese version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-146ff9f5064aa17d" 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://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D146ff9f5064aa17d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC010EBFF3B2E53BB24B16A9BACACF6844F88C73.8770504BCA7F57A5F28E494DF0F86D96FF3F3C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D146ff9f5064aa17d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D53Bg-KkRbW_Qx8gbWUqNvA9O-7I&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://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D146ff9f5064aa17d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC010EBFF3B2E53BB24B16A9BACACF6844F88C73.8770504BCA7F57A5F28E494DF0F86D96FF3F3C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D146ff9f5064aa17d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D53Bg-KkRbW_Qx8gbWUqNvA9O-7I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Big Bang - Heaven/ Cheonguk (Original version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b7b85100593332c0" 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://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7b85100593332c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEA54A46D413ADA9BFE259ABE38A596FF585B369.4E26D732095EC7D112442C5734D21259AA00997B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7b85100593332c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwQFcRbSfR4kBdWwOaGOOjv0PMTE&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://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7b85100593332c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEA54A46D413ADA9BFE259ABE38A596FF585B369.4E26D732095EC7D112442C5734D21259AA00997B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7b85100593332c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwQFcRbSfR4kBdWwOaGOOjv0PMTE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time i hear to the original Heaven, there is an impact, this feel of i-want-to-listen-again kind of feeling, thatt is to say that, the lyric fit perfectly with the melody.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i understand not a word of it (except for the english word, Heaven, and love ), the song still sound beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;But when i hear the Japanese version of Heaven, everyting seem to crumble down.. not that enjoyable anymore especially when u understand the language and it sound funny(no offense guys) for someone who just learn the language to sing it in the language u have just learn (a.k.a none native speakers). It don't sound right.Even my Japanese suck...i still can speak smoothly to my japanse friends...luckly enough they dont mind. Unless u master it and u are able to speak and  sound like the native speaker(in this case singing), only then the lyric and melody is united as one, and a nice perfect song is created!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i m not a expert in music, i just write what i know and feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway hope u guys enjoy the song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3944086087171663922?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3944086087171663922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3944086087171663922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3944086087171663922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3944086087171663922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-heaven-big-bang.html' title='My Heaven Big Bang'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3057449580109271341</id><published>2009-05-29T10:29:00.015+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:08:23.904+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Hakone (箱根）</title><content type='html'>This was actually last 2 weeks' episode but (as explain in the previous post) i have been procrastinating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,on 16th May, i had joined this field trip to Hakone under my, Meiji University. This trip was only held specially for foreigner students (later i found out there is a Japanese student joining it too). Anyhow, since that it only cost ￥2000 (which was unacceptable cheap)  including lunch, it was a fun and enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakone, a town in Kanagawa Prefecture is one of the famous tourist attraction in Japan. Hakone is famous for its everlasting nature beauty and its active sulphur vents and onsen (hot spring). Besides that Lake Aishi which like a mirror which reflect Mount Fuji, is also a popular tourist attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on that day, the weather wasnt encouraging for outdoor activities, with cloudy sky and irregular drizzle. 'this explain why my pictures are very gloomy) But no worry, me and my friends were exciteand filled with enthusiasm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip started at around 8am and we reached there around 10.30am at the top of Owakudani (大涌谷）,a volcanic valley with active sulphur vents and hot springs . We go there and have sight of the suphur vent which emits foul smell. It was awlful though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_1qe55KI/AAAAAAAAASM/SnuLC_JpAA8/s1600-h/DSCN0159.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_1qe55KI/AAAAAAAAASM/SnuLC_JpAA8/s320/DSCN0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341057874254226594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_1NgLwFI/AAAAAAAAASE/qK39NyLZlnk/s1600-h/DSCN0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_1NgLwFI/AAAAAAAAASE/qK39NyLZlnk/s320/DSCN0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341057866474963026" 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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_0j38iQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5TR_TBt5kiI/s1600-h/DSCN0156.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_0j38iQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5TR_TBt5kiI/s320/DSCN0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341057855300339970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Looks like war occur here where lots of bom exploded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_0JKL83I/AAAAAAAAAR0/9_OHxR5DEFo/s1600-h/DSCN0150.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_0JKL83I/AAAAAAAAAR0/9_OHxR5DEFo/s320/DSCN0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341057848129090418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;its the sulphur dent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ET-XeLYI/AAAAAAAAASk/tc4jAK8l-So/s1600-h/DSCN0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ET-XeLYI/AAAAAAAAASk/tc4jAK8l-So/s320/DSCN0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341062793034345858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; This is an egged boiled in the sulphur dent..its said to be able to extend ur life for 7 years,&lt;br /&gt;if u eat one, and if u eat 3 of it, you will live till you end you life (get what it meant?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cost around ￥500 for 5 eggs.&lt;/span&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ETVybcWI/AAAAAAAAASc/ipwDxqk7TCU/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ETVybcWI/AAAAAAAAASc/ipwDxqk7TCU/s320/DSCN0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341062782141559138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;From right, me, a Shi (China),Joanne,Ichi san(Japanese), Dina (russia)&lt;br /&gt;They are some of the new friends i met there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After strooling around , eaiting eggs and taking pictures,&lt;br /&gt;we climb down to the Cable car station where we took down to the AshiLake (芦ノ湖）.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Gi20tJCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/o6Y4rpGwm80/s1600-h/DSCN0169.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Gi20tJCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/o6Y4rpGwm80/s320/DSCN0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341065247730770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Teachers who are very friendly, joked with us all the way down&lt;br /&gt;to the next station near Ashi Lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Gin3PSgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WWPWcKeH-dc/s1600-h/DSCN0175.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Gin3PSgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WWPWcKeH-dc/s320/DSCN0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341065243714865666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 2 tourist ships docking the Ashi Lake's pier.(picture was taking from the cable car)&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9GidrFeiI/AAAAAAAAASs/iFvGAj5jPac/s1600-h/DSCN0173.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9GidrFeiI/AAAAAAAAASs/iFvGAj5jPac/s320/DSCN0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341065240979536418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As soon as we reached the foot of the hill, we ride the bus to a restaurant beside Ashi Lake, where we took our lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9LW4Cz08I/AAAAAAAAATc/YglN5AVR8Wk/s1600-h/DSCN0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9LW4Cz08I/AAAAAAAAATc/YglN5AVR8Wk/s320/DSCN0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341070539458073538" 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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9LWrWUF5I/AAAAAAAAATU/L-uKiX8zacg/s1600-h/DSCN0178.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9LWrWUF5I/AAAAAAAAATU/L-uKiX8zacg/s320/DSCN0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341070536050218898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The lunch was beautifully smart!It was Japanese cuisine and it was one of the best one i have ever tried.There is rice, soba, fish , and at the middle of it is a cup of Japanese Alkohol drink which i mistakenly thought it for a special sparkling drink..(i refrain myself from taking anything toxican to the body and mind) But frankly speaking it was tasty, and the alkohol porpotion is not high.(if it high i m going to have bad headache)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Jh61D-ZI/AAAAAAAAATM/FvJVaR3qM-w/s1600-h/DSCN0179.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Jh61D-ZI/AAAAAAAAATM/FvJVaR3qM-w/s320/DSCN0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341068530161023378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me and my pal, Joanne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;After lunch we move to the terminal, to ride the boat around the Ashiko lake..&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9QufdZpsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MOLU7_bwxNY/s1600-h/DSCN0205.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9QufdZpsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MOLU7_bwxNY/s320/DSCN0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076442733717186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The Blue Pirate ship is attacking the port.....( lies)...kinda dissapointed coz i thought at first that we were going to ride the big pirate ships ,but too bad, we end up on a normal cruise ship instead..huhu&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9QuFdSgQI/AAAAAAAAATs/2yg-jOp8fyQ/s1600-h/DSCN0182.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9QuFdSgQI/AAAAAAAAATs/2yg-jOp8fyQ/s320/DSCN0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076435753926914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Orange Pearl ship...named it myself...&lt;/span&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Qt3yRuDI/AAAAAAAAATk/4l_NivynJ_o/s1600-h/DSCN0193.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9Qt3yRuDI/AAAAAAAAATk/4l_NivynJ_o/s320/DSCN0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341076432083859506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Doing the Titanic scene....&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately no companion that come from the back to&lt;br /&gt;add the romantic feel..huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUHbLPHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RbuthBjLwYk/s1600-h/DSCN0199.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUHbLPHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RbuthBjLwYk/s320/DSCN0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341078188628589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the side of the lake&lt;/span&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ST8vby9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/_vH8WUFCd5A/s1600-h/DSCN0187.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9ST8vby9I/AAAAAAAAAT8/_vH8WUFCd5A/s320/DSCN0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341078185760771026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me and my housemate, Firdaus and Qudduss..on the cruise r....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Then the cruise docked at the another side of the lake, where is near to Hakone Sekisho Ato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(箱ね関所跡). its a checkpoint (i think) during the Edo era...it was built to avoid rebellion that occur during those times.( i cant expalin more coz i dont really know about the whole thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-n1UC0qFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0wkefjQevfw/s1600-h/DSCN0215.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-n1UC0qFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0wkefjQevfw/s320/DSCN0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341172217440151634" 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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SVMo4EaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FHs5TODi0lw/s1600-h/DSCN0217.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SVMo4EaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FHs5TODi0lw/s320/DSCN0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341078207208100258" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUwPxwiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4bpUi9NjQuE/s1600-h/DSCN0220.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUwPxwiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4bpUi9NjQuE/s320/DSCN0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341078199586636322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This pic above was taken from the top of a hill used as a look out post during those times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUh1yioI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Poq2_k-qVWQ/s1600-h/DSCN0206.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh9SUh1yioI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Poq2_k-qVWQ/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341078195719539330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I look tired in the pic huh..Seriously, i was damn tired and i was hungry at the same time.&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nYPUWZjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/EhD9KjNLd-k/s1600-h/DSCN0211.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nYPUWZjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/EhD9KjNLd-k/s320/DSCN0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171717955282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the modal in the huts..i dont really know what all its about though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nXvhEtlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xGvQvjxzH8s/s1600-h/DSCN0218.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nXvhEtlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xGvQvjxzH8s/s320/DSCN0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171709418714706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nW0R9IRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JLPMf4mZHz4/s1600-h/DSCN0214.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-nW0R9IRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JLPMf4mZHz4/s320/DSCN0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341171693517611282" 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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-n1giDE9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/5sSlREhlnus/s1600-h/DSCN0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh-n1giDE9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/5sSlREhlnus/s320/DSCN0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341172220792345554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This ship attractiveness of the ship caught my eye...i dont know why, but i like to look at this Orange Pearl ( i called it) drifting on the lake. Maybe it is because i like ships especiall pirate ones..Thats why i enjoy watching Pirate of the Caribbean!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip ended with confectionery(biscuits,cakes,etc) shopping!!! I bought some boxes of nice Japanese Hakone special made biscutes and cakes. Bought one box for my classmate who went to Guam earlier (for his sister's wedding) and bought me a box of Guam-made biscuits. Joanne bought a lot,seriously, it was a lot of boxes. She was planning to give each box to each of her Japanese friends.. what a thoughtful friend huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus, slept all the way back...ZZzzzzz.....ZZzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Meiji University around 5pm earlier than planned..It was damn fun dispite the annoying rain and cloudy sky. It was a unforgettable trip .....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!&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/5454244878461892336-3057449580109271341?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3057449580109271341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3057449580109271341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3057449580109271341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3057449580109271341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-to-hakone.html' title='Memories of Hakone (箱根）'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sh8_1qe55KI/AAAAAAAAASM/SnuLC_JpAA8/s72-c/DSCN0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-4151909017709183290</id><published>2009-05-29T09:58:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:29:38.488+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Procrastinating `Ghost`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Argh!!!!! Lazy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feel like doing stuff that i enjoy doing but i m x sure what i wanted to do.... recently, i have been lazing around, turning into a lazy pig, spending most of my time watching video on U-Tube(there is this one Korean reality show which really amusing and funny despite the fact that watching it is a purely act of wasting time....shall talk about this later too)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even my blog is not active anymore, comparing to the early month of the year, my posting frequency have been droping drastically from 11 posting in January to 3 posting in May. Since that i have had promised myself that i m going to post anything about my life there daily (dispite there are no one have intrest in them.), i felt a remotest feeling of guilt somewhere in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,  i have a few stories to share, some where i have been planning, but it is kinda old ones happened few weeks, months earlier. All of them are still playing in my mind, enticing me to post them as soon as i have my hand on the keyboard ...Some of them will like pop out, in the middle of me concentrating hard in class,  and then disolved whenever i have the chance to compose them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my constant attitude of procrastination, i m showing the tendecy to bring every work,stuff forward...not that i m having no time to just post a simple article, but it just that this proscratinating attitude that has been haunted me every since (when?), really talking a toll on me...(not that i m neclecting my studies k)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abd to be frank i m kinda terrified ( is this too strong?-changing it to 'worry'  then..) of this procrastinating attitude which recently have reemerged in side me...like a intimidating ghost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Help me anyone!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; However, i m going to post those stories one by one later on k.(sign of procrastination again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-4151909017709183290?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/4151909017709183290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=4151909017709183290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4151909017709183290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4151909017709183290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/05/procrastinating-ghost.html' title='The Procrastinating `Ghost`'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7936378912425879236</id><published>2009-05-22T21:23:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:17:47.970+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I was on Japan TV!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha...one of my dreams ( not exactly the main, biggest one though)  has finally come true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, Bhupinder Khera(Boop), my Taiping,Malaysian friend who is currently working as a steward for the Singapore Airline ( betrayer), came to Japan and visited me for the 2nd time in 1 years.. The last time was last August 2008, where i made a story so that i can skip class.( lied my teacher- the regretted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This time was in the middle of April, on Wednesday,and lucky enough it was a public holiday.. This time i brought him to Asakusa, then Joanne ( my friend who is studying inn MeijiUni,3rd year, Mara student joined us) then we went to Tokyo Tower and walk around Akihabara and the Emperial Palace(which we end up 'lepaking' in a garden nearby rather than going to the palace itself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShanMLY5meI/AAAAAAAAARs/OmoECGZGE7w/s1600-h/tokyo+tower+j,s,b.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShanMLY5meI/AAAAAAAAARs/OmoECGZGE7w/s320/tokyo+tower+j,s,b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338638235951798754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At the Observation Deck, Tokyo Tower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShanL7ZQchI/AAAAAAAAARk/0WbV2bSQ0r8/s1600-h/leopak.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShanL7ZQchI/AAAAAAAAARk/0WbV2bSQ0r8/s320/leopak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338638231658328594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lepaking in the garden...Emperial Palace,Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was in Asakusa where Boop and I was visiting this famous shrine called Senjo-ji, an ancient Buddhist Temple and is the oldest in Tokyo, when a Japanese guy approached us and was asking whether its ok if they would like to interview us, "only 2 minutes, please, both of you..", he said..i l later learned that it was for a game show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn excited, however, Boop wasnt convince with it..he was reluctant to join me, but at last i manage to talk him into it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was it, the camera man, the intrepreter, and a guy who i m sure the one who is in charge of the whole interview. Then this intrepreter,a Japanese lady with her fine English, was explaining briefly about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' We are going to show u 2 picture of Japanese ladies. You choose who you want them to be your girlfriend,'she said. Then the guy who is in charge of the interview show us 2 picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShahWgV_qoI/AAAAAAAAARc/L5wl7jN7YUs/s1600-h/nishikawa_ayako.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShahWgV_qoI/AAAAAAAAARc/L5wl7jN7YUs/s320/nishikawa_ayako.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338631816305683074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShahWrBQQyI/AAAAAAAAARU/J7zbb6chwEs/s1600-h/ai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShahWrBQQyI/AAAAAAAAARU/J7zbb6chwEs/s320/ai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338631819171480354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are Japanese stars..not that famous but yet they always appear on Japanese game shows..i knew them but i was acting like i havent seen them before(acting like a Foreign tourist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly i pointed at the one who is wearing the white blouse..Boop did the same. Then she asked us why is it so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She looks more pretty and more natural. However the girl in pink looks unnatural and there is something wrong somewhere(i was making the 'apostrophy'  hand gestures)", I answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Boop said something similar to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the interpreter asked Boop ,"If you want to date this girl, where will you like to bring her to?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe watching movie and a nice dinner",Boop answered unsurely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why dont you choose this girl with pink, she look cute to me'",asserted the interpreter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She doesnt look natural and there is something wrong somewhere", I answered again 'but she is kinda cute though'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Owh i see. Actually, do you guys know that this is actually a guy, who had a sex change surgery", pointing at the girl in pink.(i was making those 'owh-shit, i-dont-know-that-owh my goodness' kinda of shocking expression, while in side me, i was lauging and said 'u plastic'..hahaha...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You guys have good man intuition', she continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But she really did a good job changing herself thought" ,Boop added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah i agree, she is kinda cute, really" , I barged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everything finished...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn thrilled for the whole day..looking forward to look at me, myself on tv...what a dream come true..although i m not on tv for any talent stuff, but yet, i have had the chance.. That is good enough..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just now, a friend of mine texted me, and mentioning that he saw me on TV!!&lt;br /&gt;i was excited and in a flash get the remote and switch the channel,change and change but to no avail. It must finished by now. So i  called him about it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this post, i m sure that you guys who read it, think that i might be desperated to be in TV, and to be frank I sometimes like to be in the lime light. But, sometimes i want to experience how those famous stars known by all live their life, but on the second thought, I enjoy do enjoy my life now though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7936378912425879236?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7936378912425879236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7936378912425879236' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7936378912425879236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7936378912425879236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-on-japan-tv.html' title='I was on Japan TV!!!!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/ShanMLY5meI/AAAAAAAAARs/OmoECGZGE7w/s72-c/tokyo+tower+j,s,b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6537612439438326864</id><published>2009-05-15T01:07:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:55:57.201+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bang is in Town!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SgxNQidJakI/AAAAAAAAARM/xD7FbtF-ero/s1600-h/big+bang+album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SgxNQidJakI/AAAAAAAAARM/xD7FbtF-ero/s320/big+bang+album.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335724605049498178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;BIG BANG&lt;/span&gt; is in town!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK.. i m sure most of you guys don't know who or what Big Bang is.&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang　is a Korean boy band ( guys i know what r u guys thinking- 'pretty boys, jambu etc'..but who cares anyway. What really matter is that their songs are cool man!) and they are famous across Asiaeven as far as US and Europe( suprisingly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the 1st Korean group which i enjoyed most. I wasnt a big fan of Korea drama, songs and fashion, not until a friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Farah who was my school mate in ABK Japanese Language School,&lt;br /&gt;introduced me to a song named&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Lies' &lt;/span&gt;by Big Bang.Also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;How Gee&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; Haru Haru&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;The moment i listen to, the song got  stuck and it resonated  in my mind, playing continiously like Britney's and Gwen stefani's songs did when i firstly listen to Toxic and What you are waiting for.....&lt;br /&gt;Since then, i will hum the song if i have the chance to do so, like i dont have anything better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Even in class!! It clearly shows that I really enjoy theie songs. SInce that some of the songs are in English (Number One, Make love), it make me easier to remember  ..and thankfully I still does..&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan(not a die-hard one k...maybe abit over-liking i guess..hehe) since Nov 2008... when i told my friends about it,some of them  here who knew about this band said that i m outdated, because Lies was released in 2007. Kristy who is my friends from ABK also enjoy Lies, so sometimes we would sit together and lip- sync it...i would act like TOP...but she would say that i m too late to know the song..huhu...SO WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs i enjoyed most is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Lies,Haru2, Heaven, How Gee, B I G B A N G, Make Love, SO Beautiful, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;not forgetting STYLISH ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact i enjoy most of their songs...most of their songs are pop...&lt;br /&gt;From here i got to know other Korean artist like&lt;br /&gt;Gummy, Lee Hyori, Wonder Girls and SNSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SgxNQSiiFqI/AAAAAAAAARE/bH86-qBk64A/s1600-h/big+bang+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SgxNQSiiFqI/AAAAAAAAARE/bH86-qBk64A/s320/big+bang+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335724600777119394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As u can see in the pic, the group consists of 5 members,&lt;br /&gt;(from right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOP&lt;/span&gt;,the rapper,who enjoy acting and write songs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dae Sung&lt;/span&gt;, the funny vocalist and likes to cheer up the mood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tae Yang&lt;/span&gt;, vocalist and a very good dancer(reminds me of Justin Timberlake),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;G-Dragon&lt;/span&gt;, the leader and the song writter for most of their songs,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes he has bad taste in fashion...&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sung Ri (victory) &lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;who is the youngest member, a vocalist and sometimes he is too confident in anything he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Each of them have  their own single too which is unique in their own way..&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sung-ri&lt;/span&gt; with his sexual appealling Strong Women Mv, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP&lt;/span&gt; with his 'BIG BOY' rapping song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Tae Yang&lt;/span&gt; did sang a relatively interesting tunes like, Make Love and Looking At Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;G-Drago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; sang This LOve an adaptation from Maroon 5's This Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Dae Sung&lt;/span&gt; does has one but i m x sure about the title of it, but it is a Korean country song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Anyway, today, Russell msg in the early of the morning, and i was too lazy to have a look and just ignoree it. Tthen when i read the msg, i jumped and rush to the living room, and turn on the tv. He was saying that Big Bang is in town,in Tokyo and it was on the news（30 minutes earlier)...I just want to watch what its all about, hoping that by chance i could meet them.&lt;br /&gt;But, to my astonishment, the news about them finish before i could on the tv. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish i could know where is their whereabout so that i could be there and by sheer luck i might come across with the member or at least watch them perform live...if possible i wanna come across them like i did with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;(that will be another story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the Mv.Lies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3c56869d4eaf78e" 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://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3c56869d4eaf78e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D8175AF112AEE50FBAEF8A8979EA0C3C6AE05C.1A468FA6674280B2F1F5CBA1766253A6085F6F82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3c56869d4eaf78e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiFQULAmnSUqWgdal4dFUHYLNxnc&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://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3c56869d4eaf78e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331691953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D8175AF112AEE50FBAEF8A8979EA0C3C6AE05C.1A468FA6674280B2F1F5CBA1766253A6085F6F82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3c56869d4eaf78e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiFQULAmnSUqWgdal4dFUHYLNxnc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6537612439438326864?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c3c56869d4eaf78e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6537612439438326864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6537612439438326864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6537612439438326864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6537612439438326864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-bang-is-in-town.html' title='Big Bang is in Town!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SgxNQidJakI/AAAAAAAAARM/xD7FbtF-ero/s72-c/big+bang+album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-1260461567384272379</id><published>2009-04-29T23:07:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:47:11.744+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Ball..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SfhjVm4UugI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/YmGiTZoYDGM/s1600-h/Dragonball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SfhjVm4UugI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/YmGiTZoYDGM/s320/Dragonball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330119381858171394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was back in Malaysia, i had the chance to watch Dragon Ball Evolution. Personally i think that it was darn interesting. Unfortunately most my friends dont agree.&lt;br /&gt;I m not a big fan of Dragon Ball but i did watched the cartoon version on tv 2 every Saturday and Sunday when i was in primary, just to kill the time. Therefore I know a bit of the fact about Dragon Ball.(just abit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i watch the movie itself, I was shocked to see that there are lots of contradiction which i dare not state it out since my knowledge on the matter is considered shallow..But i kinda noticed some of the fact that i find them different from the original version.(so maybe tahts why its called 'evolution')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i still enjoyed the movie.The character the Chi Chi (Jamie Chung) and Bulma( Emmy Rossum) are kinda cute. Especially Bulma with her knowledge in technology and her skill in fighting,they are amazing! She is cute and look tough at the same time making the character looks cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the story line was kinda havoc. The movie is too short for a movie with lots of plots. It looks like everything is being squeeze in a short period of time. It should be longer abit so  it wont look 'kelam kabut'. Any i do enjoy the story line. Besides there are some amusing scene between Goku(Justin Chatwin) and Chi Chi. Thats fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last week, when i was in the second hand shop( place where i got my bed,sofa and comp table) , i saw a Goku doll. It is made out of plastic but the work is neat,nice and into detail . The colour is nice too. Cost around ￥1100 after I bargained with the shop assistant. I wasnt bringing enough cash (-￥１００） on that raining day. Simply because i wanted it so much, i rush home, cycling in the cold  rain, back to my room and get the ￥100. And returned to the shop a few blocks from my place. At last bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SfhoKLPwjbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5CM1UFlK7HM/s1600-h/DCF_0028.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SfhoKLPwjbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5CM1UFlK7HM/s320/DCF_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124683019849138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, i bought it coz, i like the movie and now i like dragon ball more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-1260461567384272379?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/1260461567384272379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=1260461567384272379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1260461567384272379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1260461567384272379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/dragon-ball.html' title='Dragon Ball..'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SfhjVm4UugI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/YmGiTZoYDGM/s72-c/Dragonball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7760247411991724451</id><published>2009-04-23T07:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:15:32.057+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Game Boy game!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Se-vTUPs2FI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GeFqruJNkeA/s1600-h/DCF_0001.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Se-vTUPs2FI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GeFqruJNkeA/s320/DCF_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327669630589524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last 2 days, when i was cycling back home from a store near the station, all of a sudden a guy was flagging making a hello sign to me. It was my senior Asyraf, later i learned taht he is going to a game store nearby which i dont know of. He wanted to buy games for his new PS3 which he bought from his Korean friends for ￥20 000 (rm740).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i followed him and later met Qudduss(my housemate)&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the game store,&lt;br /&gt;i went straight to find games for my new (secondhand) GameBoy color.&lt;br /&gt; To my astonishment, there are a whole rack stacked with the console's games dispite its downfall in its popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Besides, the price varies,ranging from ￥180 (RM 5.40) to ￥２９９０（RM110).&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 types of games, the GameBoy , GameBoy color, and GameBoy advance.&lt;br /&gt;(and most of the GB advance's games are expensive .￥６８０～）&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are second hand ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that i m not used to the games, i asked Asyraf for advice, and he said that Wario Land 3 (pic above) is fun. He used to enjoy the game. So i bought it!&lt;br /&gt;cost me ￥６８０..kinda costy for a second hand game though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: that game wast that interesting..huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7760247411991724451?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7760247411991724451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7760247411991724451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7760247411991724451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7760247411991724451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-game-boy-game.html' title='New Game Boy game!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Se-vTUPs2FI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GeFqruJNkeA/s72-c/DCF_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-297027048883258315</id><published>2009-04-18T18:16:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:50:37.632+09:00</updated><title type='text'>GameBoy color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sembgvl6RcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VW2A4kjgr80/s1600-h/DCF_0118.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sembgvl6RcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VW2A4kjgr80/s320/DCF_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325959021175915970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone know what this is? Anyone recall what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its aGameBoy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;!!! and it is my 1st portable game console. Since i was 11 (the time when i 1st time knew what is a GameBoy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; is) i had wanted a game boy colour since that my bestfriend have had one. I borrowed his to play Harvest Moon. I have had played Pokemon too. It was damn fun and at that time having a GameBoy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r &lt;/span&gt;is considered as cool..or rich! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now on my way back home from Shinjuku, Qudduss( my housemate) and i stopped by the chuko(中古, second) hand shop. I was kinda excited to see that there was 3 old GameBoys on the display. I tried one of them which is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;in colour one. Lucky the bateri is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to my supprise, the game tape in the console is one of Donkey Kong's games.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite!!!I had played it on the computer quite sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt; SO that was when my desire to buy it grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sembg9rMHeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JzJCSoKUoNE/s1600-h/DCF_0119.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sembg9rMHeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JzJCSoKUoNE/s320/DCF_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325959024956153314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when i tried the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; GameBoy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; , the one of the button has problem. The next was an dirty &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;golden GameBoy Advance.&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately, it have the same problem. The third one, a transparent cover, was ok.. still can ve used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ￥800 (rm29)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn best!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it sounded like a kid.&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/5454244878461892336-297027048883258315?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/297027048883258315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=297027048883258315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/297027048883258315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/297027048883258315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/gameboy-color.html' title='GameBoy color'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sembgvl6RcI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VW2A4kjgr80/s72-c/DCF_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-4118190373896013174</id><published>2009-04-17T23:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:55:13.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomikai (Drinking Party)</title><content type='html'>Today i had my 1st ever nomikai(飲み会）. Nomikai derived from the word 飲み　（nomi) 'drink', and 会　（kai) meeting or gathering.. Nomikai is very famous among the Japanese especially among the adults (office worker, company employee etc), where they would go out and drink among themselves after work.. However, even clubs party or a normal party with friends and associates are called nomikai. Usually, they would eat, drink and enjoy chatting. And it is a 'must have' drink during nomikai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one  i attended was held by my university's Automation Circle.This circle is about computering, robotic related activities and i m impressed of the well construct organization of the club. I decided to attend this club bcoz i think that what they are doing might be useful in the near future especially that i m taking Mechanical engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew about the club from a friend of mine, Seko San( my classmate for most of the class i m taking). When i attend the party which was held at the uni's canteen, we needed to write our names and some of the senior was kinda puzzled upon my arrival. I m sure that not always a foreigner will step in and join a club with all Japanese. The newcomers were seated in a row in front of the seniors. I was seated infront of a 2nd year guy. Seko San was sitting beside and he was really helpful in translating what these fast talker was babbling about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What was so amusing about the 2nd year guys is that, he is kinda quiet unless there is things to talk about. Considering that my Japanese ability is still low, i wasn't doing much of the talking, but just listening. So when we dont have anything to talk about we would stare and each other unless either of us would bring up a topic(which is me) and he would do all the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating, which was a buffet style one, (lots of choices but out of shyness, i took a small amount of everything..hehe....) then we were required to introduce ourselves infront of others and this was the herdest thing ever considering the fact that I,a foreigners talking in front of Japanese for the 1st time.  We were required to tell our name, course, class, year etc..and what you want to do when u join the club..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turned, my legs was trembling and my heart was beating fast, i became nervous. seriously i was nervous to extend that i was to faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Siriphong Koammapat Niran from 1 year, 5th class, nimber 27. But you can call me Phong. I m taking Mechanical engineringa nd i came from Malaysia....after joining this club i would gain ...know..know...ledge...( i stuck here when i forgotten the word knowledge; then all were correcting me, 'Chishiki!' they shouted)knowledge in computering...yoroshiku onegaishimasu.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha..my worries had subsided when i finish the self introduction part..then we chatted and drank..i didnt take alkohol though, but just the serving( it is a custome for others to pour the drink for u or either way) . Seko San was drinking but yet his face didnt turned red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i took a leave around 8.3o pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st nomikai was fun though. I was worried taht they wount except a foreigners at 1st but lucky everything went fine and i gained comfortable joining it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-4118190373896013174?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/4118190373896013174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=4118190373896013174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4118190373896013174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4118190373896013174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/nomikai-drinking-party.html' title='Nomikai (Drinking Party)'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5593629077301886824</id><published>2009-04-16T17:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:02:48.497+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Friends (part 2)</title><content type='html'>In the post earlier, i did state about the friends i made. How ever, they arent that friendly as those of the Malaysians. In Malaysia, when we met and get to know a new person, we would greet each other when we walk pass  or we see each other. The least we do is we would nod and wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike here,  under my observation, these people that  i knew, they dont really acknowledge me when we met. I m not sure whether they do it only to me or to others too, but my case is as same as those happened to some of  my other friends(in ABK Japanese languages ones). They even told me the same story about how the Japanese student in their University treated them, how their friends behave toward them. This kinda made us uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today, i met my lab partner name Shinshi San[進士]. To my suprise, he dont even acknowledge me. I saw him attending 2 same classes as me. But not even once did he greeted or care to nod..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The another is MatsumotoSan［松本]( the guy that offered me to share his book). Only yesterday did i sat with him in the Physic class. He did helped me again, especially understanding the obsure Kanji written by my lecture in class.(eventually he asked me to call him Macchan). Today i met him n greeted him. But he wasnt that friendly today..i m x sure why..but when i asked him, he just answer me shortly and thats was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Seko　San[世古], a neardy looking student, who would sit at teh first row in all classes, was kinda better. He al least greeted me, and today, we attended is Automation Club. He was the one who introduce me to his club. Its like a Science robotic related club... I felt much comfortable talking to him dispite the fact that sometimes he dont really understand my Japanese..hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5593629077301886824?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5593629077301886824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5593629077301886824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5593629077301886824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5593629077301886824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/japanese-friends-part-2.html' title='Japanese Friends (part 2)'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5247229355240030266</id><published>2009-04-13T19:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:51:18.701+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese friends...</title><content type='html'>I have heard that making  friends or to mingle around with a Japanese is difficult, especially with the guys. Actually i heard from my seniors who have enter the Universities, and according to them, it will tak e quite some time just to get them to asked for your name. (unless they are your teacher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when me and my ABK(Asia Culture Japanese Language School) classmates and friends (who are not Japanese) start their 1st year in their respective universities, during the 1st week of the university life, they wouldphone called each other complaining about their new unis. And the main topic is always making friends and mingle around with the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received few calls from my ex-classmate and friends. Then they would nag about how snobbish and arrogant the Japanese students are, ignoring the foreign students and this eventually made us feel secluded or left a side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had these problems myself for the 1st 2 weeks. I tried to be good,u see, smilling and making this 'i want to be your friend' face to everyone in my departments students. I tried to talk and ask them question but however they seem not intrested. em?? i look liked a freak or smtg??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get  encouragement and advice from my senior Tan;he would say' make sure u greet them before they group up into their gengs, and then you will have no friend!', which i did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was resting on a garden bench in my campus with my China friend JO. while doing my class schedule checks when a group of Japanese student came and sat beside me. This is my chance i said to myself. So i took a deep breath and asked the 1st basic question which was whether they are1st year student or not.. then from there we had quite a long conversation and we finally change numbers...(might sound gay but  in Japan(under my observation), changing numbers are consider as '1st move to a friendship', i think). His name is Miyaji Akihiro, a Physic studies student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during the my 1st Chemistry Lab experiment, i was doomed because i havent buy the 'must bring' books.. so i was luck enough when a Japanese offer to share his book. I remember his family name, Matsumoto (like Japanese biy band, Arahii 's member's name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my lab partner, who had helped me a lot in understanding how the operation of the experiment. His name is Shinshi 進士, from Shizuoka, on the East of Nara and Osaka. It was difficult to communicate with him, considering that my Japanese level is still low. But after an hour or 2. i finally feel comfortable talking with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides,i got to know another guy who shared the same table in the Chemistry lab. This name is Seko. I seen him before in several of the classes i took, since that he is taking mechanical engineering too. Just now he offer me a sit with him in other classes.. I just noded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from the experience I had, Japanese students are not that arrogant or snobbish. They are kinda kind actually and are willing to help when u ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesson here is that, u muct be an extrovert and greet them 1st not waiting for them to greet u because it wont happen. There are possibilitiespon i think it would be low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE: in my campus, there are only a handfull of girls.huhu. so most of the people i know so far are guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5247229355240030266?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5247229355240030266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5247229355240030266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5247229355240030266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5247229355240030266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/japanese-friends.html' title='Japanese friends...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6682343058912582483</id><published>2009-04-12T21:17:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:00:23.922+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanami at Yoyogi Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Today, i went out for my 1st Hanami. Me and my roomate joined my Petronas seniors there as well as other Malaysian students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hanami&lt;/span&gt; is an activity done by the Japanese for decades.&lt;br /&gt;If i m not mistaken, Hanami is like a celebration to celebrate the beauty of the sakuras.&lt;br /&gt;Hanami derive from the word 'hana' (flower) and 'mi' ( short form for to look or see).&lt;br /&gt;So basically, Hanami is an activity where the Japanese&lt;br /&gt;would go to the garden&lt;br /&gt;and have picnic under the blooming Sakuras (cherry blossom).&lt;br /&gt;Usually they will have meal while enjoying drinking beer and sake(japanese's alcohol drink) with friends or family.&lt;br /&gt;Hanami is mainly done in spring where the sakura is blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE:On other day, it would not be called hanami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite irony u see, the word 'hanami' itself means 'looking at flowers', but the real fact is that(under my observation)  these Japanese were enjoy eating, drinking,karaokeing etc rather than having the time to exactly look and be mesmerised by the beauty of sakuras. My ex Japanese did told me that during hanami, she just enjoy drinking and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st hanami (which is today) was in Yoyogi Park (near Harajuku).&lt;br /&gt;It was held by the MSAJ (Malaysian Student Association Japan).&lt;br /&gt;I reached at 10am to see that most of my senior and 2 or my junior are there, with other Ｍalaysian students under different scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;The main thing that we did was just eating and chatting and playing games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlW2m8YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/n41jRCmYwt4/s1600-h/DCF_0099.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlW2m8YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/n41jRCmYwt4/s320/DCF_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323784266434670978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was still early, there werent a lot of people by then, however, in after lunch, the place was flooded with Japanese and Foreigners too..in the pic above, that was us under the tree... we werent lucky enough because the sakuras have fallen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlB1mMtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wxIP7uVASmM/s1600-h/DCF_0100.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlB1mMtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wxIP7uVASmM/s320/DCF_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323784260793283282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlMSu6FI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1AkXJYipy3g/s1600-h/DCF_0104.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlMSu6FI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1AkXJYipy3g/s320/DCF_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323784263599843410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhk7OP1iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PBkbhX9jFl4/s1600-h/DCF_0105.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhk7OP1iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PBkbhX9jFl4/s320/DCF_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323784259017627170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky enough to spot a tree with big flowers..i think they are not sakura. but the colour the fact that the whole tree is filled with flowers tell me that it is one of sakura's species or smth..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing about the activity is that is have the chance to meet new people and make new friends from other scholarships students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHkiqv22NI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nhhza3WGe2A/s1600-h/DCF_0107.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHkiqv22NI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nhhza3WGe2A/s320/DCF_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323787518770338002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHkiiwp11I/AAAAAAAAAQM/jRYaVrIAwus/s1600-h/DCF_0106.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHkiiwp11I/AAAAAAAAAQM/jRYaVrIAwus/s320/DCF_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323787516626196306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was kinda tired that time...what a day...&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/5454244878461892336-6682343058912582483?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6682343058912582483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6682343058912582483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6682343058912582483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6682343058912582483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/hanami.html' title='Hanami at Yoyogi Park'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SeHhlW2m8YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/n41jRCmYwt4/s72-c/DCF_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-4192820414979404470</id><published>2009-04-11T15:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:00:18.436+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I can surf now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally!!! thanks to my savior Asyraf,&lt;br /&gt; who is apparently my Petronas senior and my Uni senior has did it again.. Thanks to his higlly approved expertise in computering,&lt;br /&gt;i m, well, connected to the putside world again..!!!&lt;br /&gt; ahahaha ( i might sound as if im in living in the country side or cave or smtg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-4192820414979404470?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/4192820414979404470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=4192820414979404470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4192820414979404470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4192820414979404470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-surf-now.html' title='I can surf now!!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-2207751361542254801</id><published>2009-04-08T22:10:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:30:33.606+09:00</updated><title type='text'>3 April .. new apartment...Loving It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdymWWOPzXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0S8mpC8Q9xE/s1600-h/DCF_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was damn happy upon stepping the door steps of my new apartment. Upon reachinh home, i was overwhelmed by the condition of it. Its huge that ever. It looks bigger than i 1st seen it. However i was suprised to see that my room is filled with stalks of boxes, arranged on one side of the room.. i m tired and i need to tidy up the room.&lt;br /&gt;lucky enough, i enjoy tidying up...&lt;br /&gt;I m staying in a 3 room apartment, 4th floor where i shared with my Petronas scholar mate..&lt;br /&gt;i got the western style room（ in Ｊapan, there are 2 type of room- the Japanese style 和室　washitsu and the Western style style room 洋室）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sdyjma3Ic8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/brHJHRYeBgQ/s1600-h/DCF_0094.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sdyjma3Ic8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/brHJHRYeBgQ/s200/DCF_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322308740086002626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my room has a wooden flooring and a balcony with the scenery of the endless block of houses and a small hill on the right,filled with beautiful sakura( cherry blossom) tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdyjmDUmS4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XAOXBP8bOgM/s1600-h/DCF_0095.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdyjmDUmS4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/XAOXBP8bOgM/s200/DCF_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322308733767142274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my room - the desk which i received from my senior. I m waiting for more stuff which i bought at the 2nd hand store which  later will be sent this weekend.&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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdymW-q-BtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b1u-rQG3yQg/s1600-h/DCF_0067.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdymW-q-BtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b1u-rQG3yQg/s200/DCF_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322311773355640530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hill on the right, filled with blooming sakura trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdymWWOPzXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0S8mpC8Q9xE/s1600-h/DCF_0066.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdymWWOPzXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0S8mpC8Q9xE/s200/DCF_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322311762497752434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;endless block of houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hove it.. my room and my apartment..although there is no swimming pool, but the sceney from my balcony is breathtaking in the night too...enjoy it!&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/5454244878461892336-2207751361542254801?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/2207751361542254801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=2207751361542254801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2207751361542254801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2207751361542254801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-april-new-apartmentloving-it.html' title='3 April .. new apartment...Loving It!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sdyjma3Ic8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/brHJHRYeBgQ/s72-c/DCF_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-4487547278122201437</id><published>2009-04-08T21:11:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:50:40.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>3 April....Returning to Japan...</title><content type='html'>At last!!! Reach Japan my second home….it was damn tiring..the journey from the airport to my new residence in kanagawa took me nearly 3 hours..luck enough I used the delivery service to send my luggage back home...but it took 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey back was kinda tiring but fun especially when I transited at Changi Airport, Singapore... I love it! They have lots of shops(branded retail shops especially..huhu…just window shopping) . They even have a butterfly garden and proper place to sleep and rest..huuuu..its like a resor...&lt;br /&gt;It has 3 main terminal and I had to board the the NORTH WEST Airline at the Terminal 1....to  me Terminal 3 was the best..ihad to wait for 6 hours for my flight at 6 am....so i spend most of the time wandering around the terminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In flight- I not luck enough to get a seat between 2 guy.On my left is a big size American and on my right is a small timid Singaporean( I guessed). I learned that he was going japan for holiday...not that friendly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back home- Itook 3 trains, the Keio express line, the Yamanote and the Ｏdakyu line to my home near mukogaokayuen station in kanagawa....its outside Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way a back was fun too. I was entertained by the beauty of Sakura( Cherry Blossom) that dotted the lanscape outside.. I was lucky enough to have the chance to enjoy what is being enjoyed by millions of Japanese, to gaze the Sakuras and to see the pink petals glide through the air like falling snow.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdycAaFUv0I/AAAAAAAAANs/9OFL4xL3JQ0/s1600-h/DCF_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdycAaFUv0I/AAAAAAAAANs/9OFL4xL3JQ0/s320/DCF_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300390460669762" 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/5454244878461892336-4487547278122201437?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/4487547278122201437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=4487547278122201437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4487547278122201437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4487547278122201437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-aprilreturned-to-japanblooming.html' title='3 April....Returning to Japan...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SdycAaFUv0I/AAAAAAAAANs/9OFL4xL3JQ0/s72-c/DCF_0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8884926992661537741</id><published>2009-04-08T21:08:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:11:30.925+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I m  connected!</title><content type='html'>Yes!!! AT last i m able to access the internet under my own roof...The internet cable has been connected...so now i can continue this blog with ease.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8884926992661537741?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8884926992661537741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8884926992661537741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8884926992661537741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8884926992661537741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-m-connected.html' title='I m  connected!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7387105498824069475</id><published>2009-04-03T04:51:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:06:54.193+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting..cant sleep...</title><content type='html'>argh i m darn tired waiting...i cant sleep...cant close my eye lids....unless what had happened to Russell might happen if i loose focus...(he was robbed while taking his nap in KLIA, when he was waiting for flight transfer)..kinda tired r...huh....now in Changi Airport in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 hours earliar i was at KLIA with my parents, my Sis Tiq, Charlotte(my childhood friend) and her dad, and my pal Faizal Adam... thanks to Faizal for coming to send me off. although he didnt send me off when i firstly flew to Japan..he said that he dont like sending people off coz he might weep or smtg..hhehehe..yet he came..tahnks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nway, i took MAS from KLIA to Singapore....later i m going to take the NORTH WEST Airline to narita , Tokyo at 6am...i m tired r..huhu...2 hours to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Em i realize that KLIA and CHangi's securitylevel have doubled, with police in every corner of the airport area...since when??? before this is not that easy too see police women making patrols, checking the passangers' passport and boarding pass and stuff....em there must be smtg fishy happen around here....and i m going to find out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, my hand luggage 12 kg to be exact and my laptops is killing me..actually, its not the laptop is making it heavy, but the books and what so ever extra stuff that had been stuffed in it that add its weight..huhu...huhu...i do complain a lot huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway i need to go and check in...n get my boarding pass....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7387105498824069475?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7387105498824069475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7387105498824069475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7387105498824069475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7387105498824069475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/04/waitingcant-sleep.html' title='Waiting..cant sleep...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5548736690150625791</id><published>2009-03-28T12:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:32:10.548+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking Malaysia!!!  (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It has been 3 weeks since i came back to my beloved 'Tanah Air' (country) Malaysia. Life has been hectic since i laid my feet on the KLIA(Kuala Lumpur International Airport) platform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; Duh.... i had been travelling up and down to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Taiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(my current place of living), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;( my parents hometown) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kuala Lumpur @KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;( my place of enjoyment and place to meet my ex school mates).Not forgetting, after a few da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ys in Malaysia,  I went on a trip with my parents to Medan. So that makes me going to KLIA again and in a week, i had be on the plane for 5 times!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  The first is my flight from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Narita, Tokyo to KLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; , the 2nd was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penang-KLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;, 3rd, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLIA- Medan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;, 4th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medan- KLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;, 5th KLIA- Penang... so can i consider KLIA my 3rd home???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; trip to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Medan, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; was fun. The story about it will be told on the next posting...After the trip,  i was in KL again.I joined my seniors,5 of them  to visit Petronas Education Dept to meet the new officers who are incharge for the Japan scholars' welfare, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MR Zamzam and Mr Zafril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.Then we went to visit our ex- Senseis( Kamaliah, Habibah, Zaiton Sensei) in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;INTEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;. We had late Lunch together where our beloved sensei treated us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE&lt;/span&gt;, I met my cousin, Nushana, who is doing pharmacy. She is an active brilliant student there doing great in all aspect of studies. High in charisma and is darn good in sport, she is a chase of boys there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MET&lt;/span&gt; my old buddy, Karthik and her new GF. Cute seyh!!! congrate to the new couple..haha..then i met SAktival by accident.HE was my ex classmate since i was in form 1 till form 3 (13-15 years old) in Taiping,Perak(the place i stayed). Again, this timid and quite Saktival was with his GF too. ( am i m the only one among my friends who is still single??) later I found out that Sakthival is Karthik's roomate!!! what a small world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; next day i need to rush back to Taipingthen to Kedah, since my grandma is unwell. Actually she is the reason why i decided to come back to Malaysia. I just wish and pray hard that she will regain good health and be well and  happy. So friends, i hope u guys will pray for her health too k!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;, i stayed home for a couple of days untill i returned back to Kampung(village) in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; to visite granny. Then i returned back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Taiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; bringing granny along to be admitted to Taiping's hospital since dad knew some good doctor here. Since that the doctor said that they unable to proceed with the operation coz granny is weak( she do not habe the apetite, therefore she dont have energy and loses lots of weight).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dad sent her home. However she will have to return to Taiping's hospital frequently to do some medical checkup...I was relieve that she still have the energy to laugh and talk happily. The happiest momment with her was when my dad(my clumsy dad) would retell all his clumsiness and all his funny stories when we hang around with granny. Then granny would laugh, and when she smile, it is the happies momment ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ok i think this is quit long as some might not read it...so end of part 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5548736690150625791?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5548736690150625791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5548736690150625791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5548736690150625791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5548736690150625791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/03/rocking-malaysia-part-1.html' title='Rocking Malaysia!!!  (Part 1)'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-2494349743430641404</id><published>2009-03-03T01:16:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:50:08.870+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Takoyaki and Sashimi Don with Tiger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter tiring packing up my stuff and tiring of being in hunger&lt;/span&gt;, Tora(tiger) who had been he,lping me since afternoon without i requesting him to do so. Earlier in 'Is J2 weird' posting, i had explain a bit about Tora. Nway today he just pop oit in front of my room while i was packing up.. So after finishing half of it, we went to Ueno. Riding bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!st of all we ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;takoyaki&lt;/span&gt; (grilled octopus ball). Bought 8 balls though, we shared...(below is just a pic).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawI3HH0JhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uY3ZOMfHxgc/s1600-h/takoyaki.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawI3HH0JhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uY3ZOMfHxgc/s200/takoyaki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308627803660625426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Japanese confecionary, sweet and candy shop... I m not a big fan of those crackers candy or snacks, but i was amaze with the stuff sold tehre..Lots of types of snacks were sold at different prices. some are resonable and some are silly unacceptable expensive..huhu...bought some for sisters .. home they enjoy them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to the sashimi 'don' shop...i ordered salmon and oilled some fish which i m not sure what it is called...but is was nice...Tora ordered some special set 'don'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLuFcaiVI/AAAAAAAAANE/-NhB5JHl1JM/s1600-h/DCF_0024.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLuFcaiVI/AAAAAAAAANE/-NhB5JHl1JM/s200/DCF_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308630947126217042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Special Seafood Don..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLtj25aII/AAAAAAAAAM8/18Xj-BNOe8c/s1600-h/DCF_0023.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLtj25aII/AAAAAAAAAM8/18Xj-BNOe8c/s200/DCF_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308630938110486658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salmon and Oilled Fish&lt;/span&gt;( x sure what it is called)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend Tora.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLuayBkBI/AAAAAAAAANM/0SvlxpmSa8M/s1600-h/DCF_0026.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawLuayBkBI/AAAAAAAAANM/0SvlxpmSa8M/s200/DCF_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308630952853999634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The worst part was returning home by bike during winter.. the strong and cold wind was killing me softly..its damn painful especially my hand..my hand were excruciating. This is the one think i hate about winter. I dont really know why but my hand will be painful when its cold. Its like my  my nails are tearing from the flesh....huhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-2494349743430641404?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/2494349743430641404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=2494349743430641404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2494349743430641404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/2494349743430641404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/03/sashimi-with-tiger.html' title='Takoyaki and Sashimi Don with Tiger...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SawI3HH0JhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uY3ZOMfHxgc/s72-c/takoyaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5296846103084756128</id><published>2009-03-03T00:20:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:16:01.504+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Home....Room 702...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rmZQQoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NVltI9Zkl0M/s1600-h/DCF_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait! cant wait! i scream inside..i m excited to return to my homeland Malaysia. Despite i m from the Thai descent, i m proud to call myself a malaysian and i m pround to have malaysia my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Malaysia's atmosphere, weather,food, shopping....i cant wait to meet my family too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh!! i will be able to feel all of them in another 20 hours....how nice...but now i m kinda tired and hungry while writting this. Feleling tired coz I have not been sleeping since yesterday but , only 2 hours morning-afternoon nap. I had been packing my belongings, need put them in the store room. Darn tired, thinking what stuff need to place in this box that box, tie up the boxes and making sure everything is in the right place.  Expected only 3 big boxes at 1st but it ended up needing 5 big boxes and 6 small begs and boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after 15 minutes, went to Zul room eating 'Kari Kambeng' (mutton curry)) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA.....!My tummy has bloated with curry..haha..courtesy of Zul(my kohai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another 10 hours before my MAS flight to KLIA. Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in my room, 702, just that now the room is bare naked. Posters and notes which had been decorating the wall had being strip off. All stuff had been taken out... ''wow, i cant remember this room is big..''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare before when all the  were filled and cramed into this ABK’ｓ 6jou (5x5m) size room., the room looks small, yet its comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before.....packing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rlRzfEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E6ulrwuGkvE/s1600-h/080928_012548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rlRzfEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E6ulrwuGkvE/s200/080928_012548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308617709992508482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rmZQQoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NVltI9Zkl0M/s1600-h/DCF_0027.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rmZQQoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NVltI9Zkl0M/s200/DCF_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308617710292189826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu... after a dwelling in here in,i m sure i m going to miz this room ....its coziness and the privacy during my stay will be an attachment to me. I hope my new residence will give me the same feeling as this small 702 room did....huhu...and way I cant wait to go back home, Malaysia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5296846103084756128?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5296846103084756128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5296846103084756128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5296846103084756128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5296846103084756128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-wait-room-702.html' title='Home....Room 702...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/Sav_rlRzfEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E6ulrwuGkvE/s72-c/080928_012548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8035307014445968588</id><published>2009-02-28T21:20:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:10:03.045+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Korea..how about Taiwan ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Want to go to Korea lar...'&lt;/span&gt;, uttering to myself with a low tone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;''Me too!!''&lt;/span&gt; screamed Kristi, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;' ..why dont we go together r....since that I dream of going there and my cousin is studying there'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'AH wait! I m thinking of visiting my friend there lar...muzukashi jan, omai no kazen shiranai shi...isshouni wa chotto ne...'' (its kinda difficult since that i dont know ur cousin and if we going together maa.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;''Em nevermind.  Why dont U go and meet ur friends, stay with them, Tama ni(sometimes) we can lepak2 together bah'',&lt;/span&gt; with her Sabahan english &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;''So why dont we go during summer or ....''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;''Not winter k....damn cold'&lt;/span&gt;' (Korean like Seoul is said to be colder than Tokyo during winter- and i cant stand the cold weather)'&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;''I m not sure r...but i will think about it again'',&lt;/span&gt; I assured her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;''Promise tau'&lt;/span&gt;',Kristi said happily while making the 'promising' finger sign.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;''Han! so this Summer do go back to Korea, at least u can bring us around''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; ''Not going back this Summer, i m planning of having my eyes lid done'',&lt;/span&gt; replied Han in this low tone voice. Han, a korean guy, dreamed of having 2 eye lids. He is planning of having surgery to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;''Why dont u have in done in Korea, its cheaper rite?'',&lt;/span&gt; i asked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;''But later it would be a problem if smtg goes wrong with the finishing. If getting them done in Korea, if there is smtg problem with my eyes, i would have to fly all way back to korea for checkups''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; ''How about Taiwan...I wanted to go Taiwan'',&lt;/span&gt; said Holly..(a friend of mine from Hong Kong). &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;' want to enjoy the food. Would be nice. Plus Taiwan's foos is not that expensive compare to Tokyo's''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;' Yeah we want to go too'&lt;/span&gt; all screamed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;''OK,How about we go there together one day...it must be fun'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;' yeah!!!', &lt;/span&gt;all of us affirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the Drop Burger, a American style  restaurant expertise in nice big, fat burger while having the conversation. I didnt buy antg though but just tumpang Kristi's. Four of us were hanging around before we lead our separate lifes. Kinda sad though. Although we arent close best friends but yet but yet we were like bestest friends. I just knew Han and Holly for like 4 months. Yet were like friends knowing each other for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SalDmrDnH8I/AAAAAAAAAME/bLRwoc7FO9E/s1600-h/DCF_0021.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SalDmrDnH8I/AAAAAAAAAME/bLRwoc7FO9E/s200/DCF_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307847967504801730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Talking about the main topic, going to Korea, i wanted to go to Korea every since I m in Japan and since i m into Korean song and movie. Korea is like 2 hour flight from Tokyo and the flight tiecket wont cost that mush compare earlier(according to Kristi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last year i was planning to go there during this spring holidays, but since i m returning home, i cancelled it. But i m sure i m going there one day..hehe..wait...how about cash if u ask me..em..i would have to save up from now then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I m planning to go with Kristi during this summer i think...em just a plan rite, it wont hurt i think...anyway, about Taiwan....not sure of it r...nevertheless I think it would be fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Going on a trip with friends would be fun if only if all members  are 'satu kepala'...bru bes dowh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8035307014445968588?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8035307014445968588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8035307014445968588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8035307014445968588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8035307014445968588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-to-koreahow-about-taiwan.html' title='Going to Korea..how about Taiwan ..'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SalDmrDnH8I/AAAAAAAAAME/bLRwoc7FO9E/s72-c/DCF_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7803403909319614674</id><published>2009-02-27T11:02:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:41:14.590+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Snowing!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thinking of the possibilities that tokyo is not going to have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;winter-day&lt;/span&gt; due to the heat island effect is scaring we out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 weeks, on Saturday ,in February, it was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summer day&lt;/span&gt; (during &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Winter!!!&lt;/span&gt;) ..seriously, on that particular day i was wearing my thin yellow-blue hoodie and i was sweating inside it, other Japaneses were seen wearing just a piece of T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;winter&lt;/span&gt; man, but yet it was warm..... its obvious rite, this must have smtg to do with global warming and those negative environmental effect and phenomenons.. I was worried that mother earth's condition is getting worst from day to day.( to be frank, i m very sensitive when it come to environmental affairs especiallyrecycle...staying in Japan must have constribute to this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, today, its snowing!!!! White flackes from the heaven gliding down to the earth before it melt on the ground. My friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kristi&lt;/span&gt;, was messaging me while i was doing my morning praying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;'OMG, It's snowing now!!! did u c snow falling? This is rare!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is rare all right,when it comes to Tokyo. Pollution and tall concrete buldings that bring to hot island effetc has take its toll on Tokyo's winter weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, there was a news predicted that, this year Tokyo won't have 'winter' day . Winter day is the day where the temperature of the day is below&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; zero C&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month earlier,for a month, the days were too warm for winter. So this year i was telling my juniors that they might not have the chance to feel snow..huhu..sad news for mr too..coz i think that snow is fasinating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these few days..it had been gloomy, ita has been a few days for the sun to shine upon Tokyo. So this is the sign of winter day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i were small, snow was one of the things that i yearn of holding and playing with...I would asked my parents to bring me to places with snow...huhu... snow is related to Christmas too..i love christmas, although i dont celebrate them.. the festival is colourful and cheeful with Xmas deco and music fill the air..the best part is the receiving  present part..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SadSCDQwHwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8vakJU3jcGQ/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SadSCDQwHwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8vakJU3jcGQ/s200/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307300881068203778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5454244878461892336-7803403909319614674?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7803403909319614674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7803403909319614674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7803403909319614674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7803403909319614674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-snowing.html' title='Its Snowing!!!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SadSCDQwHwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8vakJU3jcGQ/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6842985091686011600</id><published>2009-02-26T02:53:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:15:18.957+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note..of My Passiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frankly&lt;/span&gt; speaking, i was kinda buzy these fews days..i need to pay the school tuition fee,which later i found out that i m shirt of document, i need to send later to a friend of mine, entra class with the juniors, finish up the homework from the university(MEIJI) and small stuff.....however, i m still in the  laze around-doing-nothing mode!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I m lazy to blog anymore.... amid that i have had the enthusiasm at 1st to write and write all those stuff happen in life daily if its possible..but these few days, i was like 'em i think i will write tomorrow then'..Yes the procrastination is the right word to explain this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days since my last post..there was lots of interesting event happened, especially those filled with mixture of spiritually and mentally aspect of life atarting with my failure in one of the uni i applied, the korea-taiwan love disaster(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT STORY&lt;/span&gt;)etc.... ...but due to my procrastination i decided to write it later. Not that i m darn buzy or i m so into anything but just that i m kinda lazy and like to do stuff later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I will never stop blogging if its possible...i want to break my way out from virgin blogger's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cocoon&lt;/span&gt; into a beautiful good blogger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SaWIr-0QU6I/AAAAAAAAALk/TcjUZoXH3wQ/s1600-h/cacoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SaWIr-0QU6I/AAAAAAAAALk/TcjUZoXH3wQ/s320/cacoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306798025103922082" 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/5454244878461892336-6842985091686011600?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6842985091686011600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6842985091686011600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6842985091686011600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6842985091686011600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/noteof-my-passiveness.html' title='A Note..of My Passiveness'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SaWIr-0QU6I/AAAAAAAAALk/TcjUZoXH3wQ/s72-c/cacoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6968726820469490946</id><published>2009-02-14T19:14:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:48:51.392+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Result of The Last Battle</title><content type='html'>Days of lazing around, and lazy to practise harder despite the final battle had really took its toll.. The final war that Samurai Siri P underwent, the war with in the Tokyo Uni of Science had over and result had shown itself... He was feeling good and confident of the great performance  straight after the interview... but he was feeling unsecure simply because it was easier than he had expected....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As the dayfor the result had merged but Samurai Siri P who was buzy engaging another affair caused hime to totally forget about it. Thanks to the Samurai Tan Senpai, he realized that the result i was going to announce the day before yesterday.  However the letter of the resulot itself had yet to arrived not until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday, the day before Valentine and the day that was said the darkest day of the month ,Samurai Siri P has receive the letter in his hands.... to be frank, he was neither anxious nor scared at the possibilities that he might lose.. from the open lobby , He rushed to the nearest men's rest room, just to add some excitement and to get the privacy to open the letter.  He open the enveloped and pulled out the piece of papper which is written in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He read the 1st line.........then........ 不合格となりました...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hah!', he said to himeself,' I knew it all a long'... duh like i care, he said to himself....but somewhere in him is, but just a small portion of his feeling, that show that he is upset....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think u guys can guess rite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6968726820469490946?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6968726820469490946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6968726820469490946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6968726820469490946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6968726820469490946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/result-of-last-battle.html' title='The Result of The Last Battle'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-4333702837722713492</id><published>2009-02-09T23:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:33:29.217+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Hungry and Devestated....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;‘BANG!!!!’ &lt;/span&gt;I push the canteen door with all my might showing the resentment and the sign of unsatisfying to the ‘ friends’ who had been betraying my very expectation. Shit! I curst under my breath while gasping for air. I was rushing home from the temple (around 9pm) at the high speed cycling all the way, just to have something to fill up my crying empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours earlier, at the temple,I received a msg from a ‘friend’ which I thought (and to my joy) my savior to my hunger.. and I was expecting to return home to get a good nice meal.. I was waiting impatiently, hoping that the prayers will end as soon as possible.( to eat-I m damn hungry). An hour later, its 9.30pm and the prayer havent finish, but I was damn hungry, so I decided to step out, rushing down to my bike and start speeding home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeye, i sing to myself..with this speed i will reach home in no time and able to fill up with the food my ‘friends’ cooked and my expectation for it was high…my legs was tired but yet I don’t  give up and maintained the speed on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cherry( my red bike).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached ABK( my Japanese language school hostel), parked my bike, rush to my room and start messaging asking my ‘friend’ whether there are still food left. ( I m damn hungry and I m expecting something nice left for me). I rush to the canteen knowing that they might eat there with my senior and junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the canteen which is in the underground,I pushed the iron door, and at the same moment I received the message, ‘Sorry, the food are finished’. I saw my ‘friends’, senior and junior sitting happly, satisfied. I was fixing my eyes on the empty wok, and plates at the same time. Speechless, I rush out, pushing the door and rush to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling devastated, I reminded myself, that it’s a obstacle, but yet i cant believed it, i was damn2 MAD!!!.  Just a note- if I become hungry, I can really turn from a mouse into a real lion, I grow mad, I become angry, I just want to fulfill my need of filling my empty stomach. Just that!!! Another note- I share making dinner with my ‘friends’ where we take turns to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I was damn upset , I was upset simply because I was expecting that these people might being concern and considerate about what i feel and about my need for once, by keeping some for me. I told these people that I will return and eat. Is that difficult? I told them already!!! The statement- Food not enough’ cant be the reason for not keeping food for me, because like I said, I told them already that I m coming home for dinner. Ok fine, its my fault for returning home late, but yet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I told them that I will be back for DINNER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This action is not once, their act of being self-centered… I undergo this a few times. 2 years being together in the oversea, and yet, they don’t give a damn about how I feel , and they are still being ignorant at time. It’s hard to explain to them what I feel knowing that they won’t care. But how can I live another 4 years with them? You can say that i m sensitif but if u r in my shoes, being a student in other country with the fact that u will have to stick with the same group of people fo the next few years..u will knwo what i feel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Nevertheless, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;One day I will tell them what I felt straight to their face!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PS; a part I pick and rewrite from one of the novel I read, about the obstacles of living in the oversea…so guys, if u are in this situation, what will u do? Will feel and act as in the story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5454244878461892336-4333702837722713492?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/4333702837722713492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=4333702837722713492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4333702837722713492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/4333702837722713492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-hungry-and-devestated.html' title='Feeling Hungry and Devestated....'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-56706605486649690</id><published>2009-02-04T19:04:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:10:03.738+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Samurai Siri P's Next War</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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The day of  the next and last war  in the chronology of Pursuing a place in the University ( sound like the chronology of Narnia right?).  Samurai Siri P is waiting anxiously thinking about the possibilities of  the unwanted defeat that might be looming near. Thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;king about the fact that Samurai Siri P had not being serious and being playing a fool in his training since the 3rd victory against the War of the Meiji, the possibility is high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Plans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; improv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; himsel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;in many this war &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;has been made but not being ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;cuted.  Everyday drama and chatting had blinded this main goal and his main intentions of success. Lack of preparations and confident caused by his anxiousness is haunting him and dampen his enthusia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nevertheless,  Samurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Siri P will not lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;any hope. He will not allow any chance of losing and will fight to gain his victory of a place in the kingdom of Tokyo U of Science. `Soaring in the sky reaching for the stars' is his motto in life. Clu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ching hard on this, he will fight his way through Just hope victory will be his..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Gambare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SYloRGeSIyI/AAAAAAAAALc/A5i-Z_crsoo/s1600-h/SamuraiWarriors2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SYloRGeSIyI/AAAAAAAAALc/A5i-Z_crsoo/s320/SamuraiWarriors2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298881079582794530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;ps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i m like in a no-idea state now..hehe..so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; that is why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; this is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;bit childish r..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-56706605486649690?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/56706605486649690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=56706605486649690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/56706605486649690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/56706605486649690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/02/next-war-fo-samurai-siri-p.html' title='Samurai Siri P&apos;s Next War'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SYloRGeSIyI/AAAAAAAAALc/A5i-Z_crsoo/s72-c/SamuraiWarriors2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3092526608161317742</id><published>2009-01-27T14:47:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:09:12.125+09:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if spider is not an insect????</title><content type='html'>It doesnt means that those who dont know is dumb rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'昆虫（konchu) Insects have 6 legs....' said Hattori Sensei during a disscussion on todays' topic on environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How about those with 8 legs?' blurly i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Are u dumb, ponyo2?( a nick name i annoying classmate always called me) How can u call yourself a science student, dont u know that 8 legged ones are not insect, ponyo',  criticized&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; S San&lt;/span&gt;( cannot be named) . He was sitting beside me, in class for the week..(a life in hell)&lt;br /&gt; 'Like spider, there are not clasified as insect, u dumb ponyo' , he affirmed boastly. 'dumb ponyo!!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Like duh, i thought there are all the same. Besides, i did suck my bio u know' ,I replyed  half anger half  upset.' if i did learned it before i could have been forgetting all about it. Plus I dont bother to know them when i m learning engineering', I defended myself with a bit of anger in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' You are really dumb huh? Even it is basic science, you dont know about them. Hey, we learned this in form 3 or 5 you know'. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S San&lt;/span&gt; continued,  proudly to note that he, the (the old man) with a degree in computering, who used to have his own company at a very young age, is better than us  all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that he is a friend of mine too, I have been tolerance with his egoism. Patience is the only thing that made us friend. His body is made out of 100% solid, 24 karat of bragging egoism. That the best discription to picture him( as his classmate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, he had crossed the border. This time he really drived me up the wall. I was boilling at the inside waiting to explode. Anger has overcome me. I did nothing wrong to him, but he keep on making me mad by calling names. Not that i m cant be patient with it. but this is over the border man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like shouting at the face. For the whole 2 periods he was singing 'Dumb ponyo' under his breath which was damn annoying. It was then my blood shot into my head, provoking me to a level where i felt heat around my eyes.  Situation intense, I sat still on my chair. The urge to punch him straight on this nose was aggravating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in myself, the white angel of me keeping reminding me to be patient. Reminding the word of the Buddha. 'Be patience and happiness and calmness will be yours'.  Breathing hard in and out for a couple of minutes helped me dissolve the intense anger.. but yet the devil beside me was continuing 'ponyo2, spider is an insect..how dumb' thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i remember, what my dad used to told my sis whenever I call her names. '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt;(my little sis), use the self-counter attact. That he will stop'. I dont get it at 1st. But what my sis did really made me annoyed and tired,eventually I stopped. What i did was..hehe.. i called my self 'ponyo' a few times but in a hip-hop style whenever&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S San&lt;/span&gt; bring it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it did worked!!  He started to feel annoyed and finally he stop even before the class ended haha.. while i m happy rapping stuff about 'ponyo' in Bahasa Melayu, English, and Japanese..(haven try in Thai yet though). All of the sudden, i was having this interest in rapping( i m sure it wont last)..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, i felt childish today in class. Being upset about someone saying stupid stuff and calling names are kinda rubbish and foolish.. Its worst that a primary children man..nway it was nice ordeal which used to happen during my childhood...the good old days..heehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SX6xEZRVaII/AAAAAAAAALU/fbz1Z6Vb4Ks/s1600-h/PosterPonyoP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SX6xEZRVaII/AAAAAAAAALU/fbz1Z6Vb4Ks/s320/PosterPonyoP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295864900895467650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gage no Ue no PONYO&lt;/span&gt; is a anime release last year. The movie was a boom and its song track is very famous now in Japan. Its called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ponyo Sakana no Ko.(ponyo the girl fish).&lt;/span&gt; Hatori sensei said that that the movie is fun. I haven watch it myself though ,so can say anytg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3092526608161317742?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3092526608161317742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3092526608161317742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3092526608161317742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3092526608161317742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-if-spider-is-not-insect.html' title='So what if spider is not an insect????'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SX6xEZRVaII/AAAAAAAAALU/fbz1Z6Vb4Ks/s72-c/PosterPonyoP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-1381057438188875070</id><published>2009-01-23T23:30:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:16:55.080+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day of the 2nd Truth..</title><content type='html'>Previously I think i did stated  that applied for 5 uni...and so far I knew only 3 of them. The 1st one which is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shibaura Uni&lt;/span&gt; which i failed the 1st stage( sad huh...neh...) .. The second one which is the Meiji Uni..which I was yearning to be enrolled into.. then the 3rd one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chuo Uni.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you guys' info i passed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Chuo Uni&lt;/span&gt; too.. I was informed by a friend of mine. After   thousands times trying to key in my account number to check the result online, and i was later to find out that i failed the atempt. Then my ' useless, offensive' friend who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;katte ni&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;deliberately&lt;/span&gt;) checked my result without my permission and acknowledgement. His action kinda offended me in the way that he didnt respect my privacy. (u can call me sensitif allright..). Actually, he killed the fun man!!! The fun to discover ur own success or failure... I like the intense feeling of anxiety and excitement by keying in the exam number, then waiting anxiously for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;合格（pass)&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;不合格（fail)&lt;/span&gt; icon to pop out...huh...a spoiler...nway i manage to hide my anger infront of him... HEIKI( cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;CHUO University&lt;/span&gt;- My campus will be in KOuRAKUEN.  Tokyo Dome is there( a place where most of Japan's main baseball games are held and the place where most of Japan's as well as International singer do their concerts) . Korakuan is situated in the middle of Tokyo. Its campus is only as big as 5 football field, which is kinda small and boring, so that is why i dont really want to enter it. Its Department of Science and Engineering is quite good but Meiji Uni's is better( acording to some information). However its canteen's food is darn cheap and nice.. I tried the lunch set which cost me less than 500 yen(rm20).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SXnemlHE-HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/egBmJGW5AYU/s1600-h/photo-kourakuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SXnemlHE-HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/egBmJGW5AYU/s400/photo-kourakuen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294507591328921714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SXnemnHuYoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0DoCIOF7Wxk/s1600-h/map-CU-English.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SXnemnHuYoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0DoCIOF7Wxk/s400/map-CU-English.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294507591868506754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Falcuty of Mechanical Engineering will be Building no 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-1381057438188875070?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/1381057438188875070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=1381057438188875070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1381057438188875070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/1381057438188875070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-2nd-truth.html' title='The Day of the 2nd Truth..'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SXnemlHE-HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/egBmJGW5AYU/s72-c/photo-kourakuen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3986490762492337230</id><published>2009-01-21T12:46:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:37:09.435+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>The Day of Truth..Meiji University Result..</title><content type='html'>(in class)5minutes to 10am,I waited anxiously, thinking weather luck really on my side or doom and fustration will take its toll on me.10am was  the time when Meiji Uni, the uni i was longing to enrol into( since i knew about Meiji Uni.), announcing the successful applicants&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I was one of them who had applied for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In this  5 minutes itself,he memories of last week's interview, the time when i forget my lines, the time where i was trembling while answering the intimidating interviwesr and my frustrating EJU result suddenly, flash rapidly in my mind. Arg!!! Regretted!!! Should have perform better man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then, the school bell rang( ring every 40 minutes). Its 10.00am!!! the time has come. Yet i set rigidly on my chair, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ah So@ Ojisan( uncle)&lt;/span&gt; who is sitting beside me for the weeks, giggled happly, asking for my Meiji exam number,he was going to check for me(he applied for it too). I kept silent. He reassured me that i m going to succeed it but I m not that sure, no confidence really.. '89307!!!'( my interview number) abruptly he screamed and in a flash he rush down to the computer room, which is on the 1st floor below my class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ono Sensei(Japanese Language teacher)&lt;/span&gt; tailled him behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2,3,5 minutes pass slowly. Bam! the door opened. I was shocked! Looking at the door, there stand &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jo San( China)&lt;/span&gt; smilling...its not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ah So&lt;/span&gt;, i felt relieve, but yet the anxient intense in me... its going to be 合格　or 不合格。(pass or Fail).. which will be me?? I kept on asking myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bam! the door opened again, bravely i lift my head,with guts i look at the door, its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ono Sensei&lt;/span&gt; looking straight at me, with her smile which usually she does it if we answer her question wrongly. Then behind her its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ah So&lt;/span&gt;, with his blur dismal face, showing not sign of 'pass or fail' impression..... Arg!! hate this man... damn nervous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  '(89307　は　だれ？合格!!! (who is 89307? PASSED)' Ono Sensei read out aloud from a piece of paper she was holding. I screamed unsurely. I reaffirmed with my classmate. Is it 7??? with my 7 fingers on the air to assure what i had heard was not a mistake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then everyone scremed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 'おめでとう!!’　&lt;/span&gt;(congrate!!) to not only me, but 3 of us, me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Ah So&lt;/span&gt;,  and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jo San&lt;/span&gt;..yaaaa!!! YATTA!!!! i screamed ingnoring that i m in the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     That is the best time ever!! I finally did it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was in this 'all-day-smilling' state....I rush to inform my family who is the triggerer to my success...feeling grateful for those who has made this to  come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; ps: Meiji Uni is not the best uni in Jpanbut  yet, its Engineering Falcuty is in the top list in Tokyo though. Beside I like the campus which is quite big comepared to other uni in Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3986490762492337230?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3986490762492337230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3986490762492337230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3986490762492337230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3986490762492337230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-truthmeiji-university-result.html' title='The Day of Truth..Meiji University Result..'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-39884563951926132</id><published>2009-01-18T02:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:53:17.295+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Japan as safe as people though?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 'What make u think of coming to Japan?'&lt;/span&gt;... respond to this, one of my friend answered, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Japan has one of the safest  city in the world which is Tokyo. So i think that, I will have a good safe life studying here'&lt;/span&gt;...quite absurd to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So, i m just wondering, is Japan that safe? Is Japan's crime rate is low, the public security is good and is Tokyo a safe place for u to hang out alone at the street at the middle of the night? If its yes, how come these few days, i have been bothered with the news of murderer, suicide and juvenile cases??? Then, how come lots of people that i knew, have the idea that Tokyo is a safe place??&lt;br /&gt;em...so now in short I would like to reveal the true colour of Japan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Recently, there is a breaking news of the murderer of a Electric Engineering Professor of the Falculty of Science and Enginering of Chuo University.(as a matter of fact, this is one of the uni i m applying and praying hard to be accepted in). The professor Hajime Takakubo, 45 being stabbed 60 times around the chest, back, and, hand. The decease died from bood loss and damage to his heart ,lungs and aorta according to the newas paper here. The murderer is suspected to be  man of 30 and was seen wearing black cloth and fled from the crime scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last year, there was a mass muderer in Akihabara, where around 11 were dead and leaving a number of padestrian injured. It happened when a man who is low self-esteem,  start blaming the community for him not having a life partner(balmming that the Japanese girls only emphasise on the look of opposite sex, and the guy himself is not that goodlooking) , he drove a lorry, which run over a few pedestrian who were crossing the road, and later jump out of the car with a knife and start clashing who ever were on this way... this is mentally crazy!!! Another one was in the train station where a man with a knife, start slashing the public without reasons, and then fled into the mall..huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  End of last year, there was an accident where a high school boy killed his biological father whould any particular reason. He was writting stuff in his blog saying that 'I dont not love my dad but i just have the feeling of killing'..... extra mental!! There are more ...just that i can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So guys, is Japan that safe? Japan is just as same as other countries, with its pros and cons, but with the idea that Tokyo is one of the safest city is tottaly wrong. However, dont freak out, I m believe that with luck and the spiritual protection, you can have a nice safe holidays here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: i m not here to talk all the negatif stuff about Japan k..just that these stuffs are a nuisance to me, so i was like want to talk about all this..&lt;/span&gt;Apart of all have happened, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still love Japan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-39884563951926132?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/39884563951926132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=39884563951926132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/39884563951926132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/39884563951926132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-japan-as-safe-as-people-though.html' title='Is Japan as safe as people though?'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8775305465777549377</id><published>2009-01-16T03:44:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:08:53.337+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the J2 that Weird?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 hours earlier&lt;/span&gt; i just arrived from a dinner with my exclassmates and ex teacher during J2 class (oct 2007~march2008). All 9 of us went to a izakaria , a Japanese Reataurant and bar named Takadaya, 20 minutes walk from my hostel and school, ABK. 9 of us were , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arai Sensei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tora&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tan &lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Zen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Russell&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Khairy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Qudduss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around 7.30pm and spend aorund 4 hours there, eating drinking(tea and water), as well as talk mostly on our good old day during our studies in J2. Arai Sensei odered quite a number of dishes.    .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CusylhWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Awga-FsK9TE/s1600-h/DCF_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CusylhWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Awga-FsK9TE/s200/DCF_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591825992549730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CuQDyGlI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5dw6yOMtCkY/s1600-h/DCF_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CuQDyGlI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5dw6yOMtCkY/s200/DCF_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591818280049234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CuLDjmPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MJ686iK1bTg/s1600-h/DCF_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CuLDjmPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MJ686iK1bTg/s200/DCF_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591816936921330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-Cuwq6h8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/KghGsK8o1B4/s1600-h/DCF_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-Cuwq6h8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/KghGsK8o1B4/s200/DCF_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591827034113986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had, prawn Tempura, Horse meat ( my 1st time- i ws trilled) , fried fish, squid in special sauce, and burned onigiri with was the best We were laughing all the was long recalling all the happy momment we had together, laughing at jokes and interesting humors.Arai Sensei always say that '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;J2 is the craziest and  weirdest class she ever taught&lt;/span&gt;'...the we would reply, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course,.what do u expect when We had a wonderful  crazy weird teacher?&lt;/span&gt;'.. we would end laughing at it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　hah, i think what Sensei said was true. My j2 class was filled with all weird, different, special by their own way, personalities..lets start from here&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-RRxpXr-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/fSvqFaffJrI/s1600-h/j2+takaosan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-RRxpXr-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/fSvqFaffJrI/s400/j2+takaosan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607821754281954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...nway this is the pic of J2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Firstly, We had 2 wild animal, the Saru(monkey) named &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Russell&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;) and a Big Fat male pig name&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Zen &lt;/span&gt;(Malaysian),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a fuss, noisy,pretty Korean Princess name &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;AI San&lt;/span&gt;, who at times(all the time) would have small,long immature, girly fight with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ZEn&lt;/span&gt;, causing a roar of laughter among our classmates. ( both of them are the main entertainner of the class)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a vain,bossy lady name&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Aida San&lt;/span&gt;(Honh Kong), who think that she is superior that others and always beat those who make fun of her(ME)..huhu...but she is funny at the same time..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a ideal gentleman who really enjoy the 'shower dance'(a joke) name &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Kento San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Hong Kong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;besides we also have a mother of 3 thai, name &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shim&lt;/span&gt;(korean) and her 3 Thai children , &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dulanit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Prut&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Sukurit&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not forgetting the the hillarious Taiwan jin, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cho San&lt;/span&gt;, who have problem remembering names especially Quddus and Firdaus'S8 i m wondering weather she remmeber our name or not). Sometimes she would as' nway who are you again??'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and for the innocent, blur and anxious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Lai San&lt;/span&gt;, who would always panic when being asked questions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Tan San&lt;/span&gt;(malaysia) a girl,who is very concern about the classmates, and to me, she is like a mother,coz she always helps me to make me feel better at times..and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;karina&lt;/span&gt;(malaysian) who is the 24 7 MD part job girl who really work hard in studies and to get some pocket money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Besides we also have&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;), our 'Belit2 and Bunga2' philopher who always come out wit complicating long and lenghty explainations and he loves collecting drier which is put in dry food packets..... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Qudduss&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;) who is the quite guy in the class..(nothing special here)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plus, we have a metrosexual, high sense in fashion guy name&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Ban San&lt;/span&gt;(malaysian).. he is very good in dressing up and he the one who helped me style my hair..hehe...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking anout couple,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Tora(tiger)@neko(cat)&lt;/span&gt; a Taiwanese who is a open minded gay boy(em not sure but it seems that he is like so) who enjoy embracing guys in the class ( i m one of the victims too...huhu)  expecially &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Khairy&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt;) ...our class's professor a.k.a Mr Mario, who would play games,ds, all day long but is smart in his studies... Tora and Ban San have scandals with Khairy , u see, ( we the classmates make up stories) and the story behind it is very complicated..hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hah...the Queen of Dragging the Sound of a Word, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Shin San&lt;/span&gt; (Taiwan) always drag the last word of the sentence with a speciall, girly, cute voice..kimochiwarui at times..who now is  dating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt;(korean)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jun and I the student and teacher of the XM class(was another story/joke my classmate created).. my 2nd class teacher &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Matsukawa Sensei&lt;/span&gt; always relates us with the XM activities (dont know what is XM? Good then...). It all started when I was making funny weird gestures while doing presentations).. Whenever she  notices these gestures, she  would say, 'Phong San, I see taht you are very good in XM '..haha..laughter would erupt in the class...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;huh...we cant end without telling about the teachers, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arai Sensei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Matsukwa Sensei&lt;/span&gt;. Arai Sensei, a strong, rock teacher, with her sense of fashion that others teacher would not follow,is very kind and very concern about the students' affair and needs.. even we are not her student in class, yet she still assist us with what every she can....plus she always treat us with snack, choclate and even dinner....she said that, she loves buying food but not eating them....but she dont likes photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matsukawa sensei, a lovely, cute teacher, who is very funny in her own way, sporting too, always make jokes all day long making her class an interesting one. She is nice,never ever she get angry at us. I felt sorry if sometimes we did offended her..huhu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-UrEm2dpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6OvnM-5RiZI/s1600-h/071221_142409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-UrEm2dpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6OvnM-5RiZI/s400/071221_142409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291611554875602578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-XMQ9u09I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-J1U2Ue0b60/s1600-h/DCF_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-XMQ9u09I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-J1U2Ue0b60/s320/DCF_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291614324151735250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matsukawa Sensei and Ai San.  --------------  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arai Sensei...i took this pic secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all about my ex class J2..on the second thought , my ex classmates are not that weird rite?emmm...Sensei was being too exaggerate it think..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i guess...weird or not...u decide..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8775305465777549377?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8775305465777549377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8775305465777549377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8775305465777549377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8775305465777549377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-j2-that-weird.html' title='Is the J2 that Weird?'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SW-CusylhWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Awga-FsK9TE/s72-c/DCF_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7132305937435525798</id><published>2009-01-16T01:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T02:34:03.619+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost without a battle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Today (15/01/09-Thursday)  result for the 1st stage of one of the Unis the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shibaura Technology Institute &lt;/span&gt;that i applied had been announced. Unfortunately I fail to get into the one who able to continue for the next stage that is the interview stage.. thats why, i had lost without fighting...without a battle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Frankly speaking, rather than feeling down and upset, I was kinda  feeling relieve and feel a bit lighter coz I need not prepare for the interview which should be on next Friday.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Besides i was smilling upon knowing that my name is not on the pass list. It was shocking knowining that i was smilling and laughing.(I m can assure that that I m still sane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   However, I do feel a bit upset though but not to the extend that I m going to lock myself or ponder all  over it as if my world is half gone or what. But there was somewhere inside me that cried, blaming me for being such a jerk, and playful before the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;EJU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; exams(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;Exam for Japanese University Entrance for Foreigner Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;). One of the formost important exam inorder to get a place in the uni.. which might determine my next 5 years... it was true indeed, I was playing around for the last month before the exam day. i was being 'smart' and overconfident enough that i totally neglected my studies for the world of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I always tell myself to think positively. Anyway  like  those old saying, '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dont cry over spilled milk'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, better just forget all about it and focus for those challenges that are in store for me in the future!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ganbarimasu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7132305937435525798?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7132305937435525798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7132305937435525798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7132305937435525798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7132305937435525798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-without-battle.html' title='Lost without a battle...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7625150859260219854</id><published>2009-01-12T20:10:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:21:17.702+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming of Age...Seijin no hi　(成人の日）</title><content type='html'>'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I m proudly to announce that i m 20 now!!!!&lt;/span&gt;', i think that this phrase is  a craze among the  Japanese youngsters here as today is the day of Coming Of Age- to celebrate those who has reach the age of 20. Its one of the biggest celebration in Japan to celebrate the passage into adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese usually wear formal on this day. The girls with colourful kimonos called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;furisode&lt;/span&gt; and the Guys with smart suits or traditional Japanese kimono called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hakama&lt;/span&gt;. They usually attend Seijin Shiki, the ceremony that many 20-year-olds attend where they will listen to certain elders, such as the local mayor, mainly discussing about responsibilities of adulthood or go to the shrine to pray for their desired future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWs0dHX9Q4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TkkBRcAuCgM/s1600-h/seijin-no-hi-05.thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWs0dHX9Q4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TkkBRcAuCgM/s200/seijin-no-hi-05.thumbnail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290379862077162370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      As you see, if u reach the age 20(in Japan), you have the right of voting, drinking and smoking.... these are those stuff that a typical Japanese youngster would like to do( I think- since that smoking and drinking are really common among Japanese male and female).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I m will be 20 this year!!!!'. Screamed in my mind with excitement..I will be 20 by 6th September.....but yet to me what is the real meaning of being 20?. what are the stuff that i m not allowed to do but i wanted to do???? Well i m not into politics, now is not the time to vote(fear of supporting the wrong person to lead the country). Besides I dont smoke...simply because I barely stand the smell, plus i dont drink due to some religious reasons...SO is being 20 is nothing difference to me?? I m lost in searching for the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be frank I m feeling restless with anxiety upon the idea that I m on my way of being an adult, a grown up and the idea of the need of being one. .. from a kid a typical teenagers with craving for fun and excitement to a typical adult filled with responsibility, wisdom, and reasonalble attitude..I m still in my prime of being an teenager, having all the fun with myself, with little responsiblities and have the luxury to kill time with stuff that i want to do.. and I m still having this childish way of thinking...however considering my age, I must be an adult soon, i need to CHANGE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Now, the main question is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AM I PREPARED TO BECOME ONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That is a big one for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7625150859260219854?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7625150859260219854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7625150859260219854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7625150859260219854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7625150859260219854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-of-ageseijin-no-hi.html' title='Coming of Age...Seijin no hi　(成人の日）'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWs0dHX9Q4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TkkBRcAuCgM/s72-c/seijin-no-hi-05.thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-3629462929203731443</id><published>2009-01-10T23:27:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:58:17.498+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Second down, 2 more to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Nervousness kills the lines'&lt;/span&gt;...that is the phrase that is frequently floating in my mind whenever i m trying to cool myself down for the any attempt to success...in today's case- Meiji Uni's Entrance Interview..&lt;br /&gt;   As soon as it finished in the afternoon, my mind was overwhelmed by a mixture of anxiety, and relief.(Having nervousness and worries as my weak point-anxiety always have its place in my soulin every single time. Relief-one burden has been lift from my tiring shoulders, i has had 2 interview finished, leaving 2 more to go, a bit of the 'yeah2'mood feeling the air).&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Frankly speaking, I was kinda confident with today's writting test which was on physic law and principle(except for 1 of the physic concept which i can't really get it), but for others i think I blow up everything! This time the interview was quite easy ,but, simply because of my anxiety- my completely memorized lines end up tangled up in my throat causing me to stumbled on my words when I was asked on the reason of applying Mechanical Engineering Department of Science and Engineering Falculty. The answer for that is simple,&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   'In the future i want to be a Mechanical engineer,Therefore...blar,blar,blar...' That is all it! How on earth i could forget that in the middle of the real battle field???!!! Besides i was praised several times during all interview practice for memorising all the important script. But why on earth I was unabled to perform as well during the real Interview?&lt;br /&gt;  Nevertheless, this will not make me lose hope..pray hard and just wait, result will be out in 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   During my 1st interview, it was for the Chuo Uni Entrance exam, I did an error where I mistakenly comprehended the question asked by the interviewer, where it kinda upset me a bit. On the second thought it wasnt completely my fault. Not to  mention the writting exam was exceptionally difficullt, comprised comprehension questions and an essay and also Kanjis..argh the most difficult part...huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In 2 weeks time, I will have my next interview which is the Shibaura Uni Entrance Exam, and my last will be the Science Uni of Tokyo. &lt;br /&gt;   Actually I applied for 5 uni but , i m required to attend only 4 of them since another one, which is the NIhon Uni, dont have interview or exam for entering it. So now i m in the middle of the challenge to get myself into the unis...wish me luck guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-3629462929203731443?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/3629462929203731443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=3629462929203731443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3629462929203731443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/3629462929203731443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-down-2-more-to-go.html' title='Second down, 2 more to go...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-5664840986088814380</id><published>2009-01-06T20:49:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:19:21.974+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><title type='text'>Japan Food Tv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; finish memorizing the scrip for my coming university interview which will be on this Saturday. Pray hard, cross my fingers, hope to enter Meiji University. A while ago i was half awake while studying in the lobby with my classmate MOMO( cant remember her proper name) ending up doozing off over my books.Now feeling a bit refresh though. Anyway a while ago i was watching this programme on the tv on food and all food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As long as i have been staying in Tokyo, I m very totally sure that the Japanese &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOejHA8_oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IErAp0W1Xy4/s1600-h/tempura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOejHA8_oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IErAp0W1Xy4/s200/tempura.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288244713478749826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoy eating very2 much,just by judging from the tv programmes which 70% of them a related to food, food and food (sometimes the ingedients of making DISHES..ma its still food). For example, the one I was watching a while ago was about a reality show where  groups of celebrities competing by guessing the price of the tempting dishes which were served to them.... Can u imagine,5 pieces of clam (from hokkaido-an island northen Japan) could fetch up to rm150 and a bowl of thin sliced meat(i m x sure what meat-but  they looked good) is around the same price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Besides, that most of the programme are more to guidance for searching good &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOd03asaII/AAAAAAAAAH8/hsmD1BEOYUg/s1600-h/cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOd03asaII/AAAAAAAAAH8/hsmD1BEOYUg/s200/cakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288243919017764994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOd0_gqcsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/itnR9uGpdWY/s1600-h/ice+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOd0_gqcsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/itnR9uGpdWY/s200/ice+cream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288243921190286018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;restaurant which are normal (like Jalan2 Cari Makan). But can u imagine about searching for bizarre restaurant serving bizarre dishes like a 2 meter tall Ice Cream, 5 kg of Frice rice serve with 2 kg of Tempuras* (fried powdered chicken,or seafood,or vege-picture above) or even 6 kg of desert with 15 tier of ice cream and pan cakes topped with a great amount of fresh cream and mix fruits, last with red cherries as well...(how can i wish i could taste them)..how to finish them up????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Plus, there are always programmes related to food which are participated by  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOZOAsEIKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hDkVWSE5YcQ/s1600-h/piza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOZOAsEIKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hDkVWSE5YcQ/s200/piza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288238853445132450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; famous Japananese celebrities and..even there are American celebrities too. Its was about a group of 5 singers called  SMAP,are trained to cook different type of cuisine ranging from typical Japanese cuisine to French and Chinese. Their job or task is to please the invited guest with their mouth-watering appetizer, amazingly performed main courses and finish up with sweet refreshing dessert. Everytime I watch this I would make sure I fill up my tummy before i roar the way to the convenient store and grab what ever I could get my hand on to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Apart of that, there is this programe where a group of people, (guest of honour would be those of the celebrities) would talk about issues over dinner. !st they will have to be served with the complete course of a propper dinner(starting with apertixzer and end with dessert). Then between discussing and talking, they will comment on the dishes....like normally they would say 'owh this is damn good!' or 'Damn, this is like heaven on earth'  and blar3.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Actually there are more programmes on food on Japan's tv. Most of them are interesting though, but the worst thing is that most of them will make you want to grab something and stuff it into ur mouth..as for me, they will leave me cursing at those lucky people who have the chance to taste the heaven-on-earth cuisine...huhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-5664840986088814380?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/5664840986088814380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=5664840986088814380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5664840986088814380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/5664840986088814380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/japan-food-tv.html' title='Japan Food Tv'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWOejHA8_oI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IErAp0W1Xy4/s72-c/tempura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6521126294945375482</id><published>2009-01-02T16:46:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:16:03.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye2 2008...hai2 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>明けましておめでとう 今年もどぞよろしくお願いします（Akemashite Omedetaou、kotoshimo dozo yoroshiku onegaishimasu） a phrase that would filled the air in Tokyo during the  new year....it literally means Happy New Year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As far as i can remember, my last new year was..kinda boring,although my classmates and I,my teacher joined us too, went to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3c1OZ9O4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/73B0OPtj2Bc/s1600-h/P1030556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3c1OZ9O4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/73B0OPtj2Bc/s200/P1030556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286624344560974722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see the 'fire works' at One of the famous temple in Tokyo, but rather than fire works, we were amused by the flying Sperm dancing in the sky..haha.(actually they are balloons  being release into the air when the clock struck 12), then on the 3rd January, my dream of stepping into the world of Disney came true when i went to Tokyo Disneyland!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   February and March- bulan 2, nothing interesting , in March i went home for the 1st time since i came Japan..I was overthrilled man..able to return home to meet my beloved family,( i m close to my family  u see, although i called home very frequently,yet it felt like didnt contect them in 1000 years!!) However,trip home was em kinda boring too since that my parents were buzy with work,siblings and friends &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fA6k9LQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TxNgeVS0NqA/s1600-h/080322_143704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fA6k9LQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TxNgeVS0NqA/s200/080322_143704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286626744420084994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fAxI00QI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TquhiUEsFn4/s1600-h/080322_134910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fAxI00QI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TquhiUEsFn4/s200/080322_134910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286626741886177538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fAt6jiDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xrksa8ohsqs/s1600-h/080319_124739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fAt6jiDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xrksa8ohsqs/s200/080319_124739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286626741021018162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fADnxzNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/czHVaV2Bjtw/s1600-h/080316_173131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3fADnxzNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/czHVaV2Bjtw/s200/080316_173131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286626729667972306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with school making me stayed  home most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Nevertheless i did make frequent trip to Kl. The 1st was to my school ASiS for the Carnival Day. Frankly, if i could turn time, i would turn to the time where i start my high school in ASiS. Bes dowh..  Met some of my batch mates, and teacher too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   During my trips to KL i slept at Azizi's place in subang, apan's place at INTEC too.. It was a joyful time...yet the best time was with my family, making jokes and laugh and laugh with my hilarious parents' joke..heehe.. then i became my cousin's best man during her wedding..heehe..COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Started school in Spring on 3rd April,i was placed in D3. Most of my classmate are Malaysian, a few korean, thai and a Mongolian. Not forgetting the HK, Taiwan and China's chinese. &lt;br /&gt;  The class was cheeful for the 1st 4 month but actually my classmate are not reunited till now coz there are people who like to stir stuff up ..so u can see that the malaysian and the others are a bit parted,not reunited and our friendship was not that strong althpugh it has been 6 months studying in the same class everyday..huhu too bad...but i manage to go through it all..but just wish my classmate could be more close to each other like all other class do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In May, i bought my 1st bike..it is a maroon Cheverolet and i named it Cherry..coz its maroon and ist sound cool and cute hahaha... with the bike i started travelling around Tokyo. Damn fun..its more challenging than taking the costing train to places..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  JUN, 'it is the summer time', it was damn hot. Japan's hotness is so different than those of malaysia's. but seriously its more to 'pain' hotness. When the sun ray shine on ur skin, u can feel like the ray is bitting ur skin..huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hBO5Ln7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/uyRLCd3Zhgg/s1600-h/DSCF6206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hBO5Ln7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/uyRLCd3Zhgg/s200/DSCF6206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286628948896882610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAxHi7KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YCjb7wg4h7w/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAxHi7KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YCjb7wg4h7w/s200/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286628940904066210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAgKGLfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ttdR3hqs4Lc/s1600-h/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAgKGLfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ttdR3hqs4Lc/s200/DSC02378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286628936351362546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAAWw7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WCWBO7qJi24/s1600-h/080523_172316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3hAAWw7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WCWBO7qJi24/s200/080523_172316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286628927814561170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Mid July, I joined my school trip to Mount Fuji, we stayed overnight on the foot of the mount, then we have class performance at night. We did the School of Musical dance..haha  it was damn fun!!! the dance was cool though...tp sgan r time tu. thank God we won 1st runner up although we hope for 1st place.huhu..but we had fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In August, i had my Summer Holidays..nothing much..just travelled around Tokyo with my Cherry..&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;   My Birthday in September was the best best Birthday party since i was young.. i received plenty of presents..haha..mcm budak2 plak..what made me happy was  that my friends here got me LEGO sets..haha..bes dowh..receive lots of presents too..Faizal Adam,a ASiS classmate send me a cool cap all the way from Malaysia.Thanks dude! Not forgetting cards pouring in..a lovely one from HOME.. Actually material gain is not the matter, the most important thing is the thought that matters..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   October arrived with my aggitation of examination..huh..another month to go... hah..not forgetting my Junior. 5 of them arrived Japan.. 4 guys and a girl...&lt;br /&gt;   On the 18th  we had 秋祭　or aki matsuri, autumn celebration at school where the petronas student open a stall..we sold Nasi Lemak and Cucuk Udang( in japanese become cucu udangu..haha) The sales of cucuk was good..the japanese enjoy cucuk then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   November.Eju came to town..hohoho..the exam that will determine my future..but i sucked  it..huhu...only for my case, the japanese paper was damn difficult.Cant pay attention while listening and reading section.Dont talk about other subjects. they are the same. My faundation was abit shakky and  they are still as so. huhu.(that explain everything of my exam's result) but dont lose faith Phong! u can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Disember, the last month of bye2 2008, had Japanese Proficiency Test..hopefully i pass it. Besides that, i had my 1st Uni Entrance Exam and Interview. It was Chuo university..argh suck in the writing exam n interview. No further comment on this matter..than winter holidays start.. stay in the room all along..&lt;br /&gt;   But i do make trips to places like Harajuku and Ikebukuro for window shopping and some walk.. on 24th the day before Christmass, i went to Disney Sea..hah..the best day during the holidays..then on 31th i went to the Thai Dhammakaya Temple here in Tokyo,celebrating the new year in a more spiritually way..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thats all from me, not that interesting anyway...but its just a brief of my 2008..now to the hai2 2009, i wish this year would be better tahn before, filled with happiness and fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6521126294945375482?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6521126294945375482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6521126294945375482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6521126294945375482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6521126294945375482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye2-2008hai2-2009.html' title='Bye2 2008...hai2 2009!!!'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV3c1OZ9O4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/73B0OPtj2Bc/s72-c/P1030556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-6042275934620247587</id><published>2009-01-02T15:22:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:20:26.461+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney and I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV27ADZLBZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5T5NajJSbQc/s1600-h/Dieney+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV27ADZLBZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5T5NajJSbQc/s400/Dieney+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286587147188110738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hah&lt;/span&gt;...talking about cartoon or animation, the 1st thing that pop out was those of the Disney's. Not that i m a big die hard fan &lt;br /&gt; of Mickey or any of the character, but i m always a big fan of Disney as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I really enjoy every Disney cartoon and to be frank i m kinda embarrass of myself sometimes since i m 20 now yet Disney always has its own way to cheer and amuse me up with its everlasting hilarious cartoons and movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The one I enjoy most are those of the old cartoon and movies like, cinderella, Lady and the Tramp, One Hundred and One Dalmations and Sleeping Beauty. It seem that the  grafic,hand-drawn animation and the simpility simplicity but creative storyline are fairly interesting.. i dont really know how to put it into words,but in short, Disney's are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had been enjoying disney since the 1st time i started to read and watch tv. This made me dream of going to Disneyland. I remembered that while i was watching scenes of Disneyland in the US, i would be trilled and be filled with joy, only by watching them( i was 8 by then). Sometimes I would nag my mum to bring me there, but she would reply my nagging,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     '.. u better rajin2 blajar from now. When u get any scholarship, u need not ask       us to bring u there, anytime u can go by urself..' but then i would object&lt;br /&gt;     'owh man, mak ni kedekut lar'.. &lt;br /&gt;     'yup, haha'        &lt;br /&gt;  she would laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; True enough, i m receiving them now, and helped me make my way to Tokyo.  Just last week i did my visit for the 2nd time into the World of Disney... Tokyo Disney sea. My 1st trip was last year, 3rd of January to Tokyo Disneyland.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Owh damn! really enjoyed till my ass shooked. The place was amazing, upon entering the vicinity of Disneyland, i felt like i just enter into another New World....haha...damn fun..but the rides are a bit childish for me thats all..but DisneySea and Disneyland are totally different( i will tell this later).Then i realized, my dream actually came true..one of my childhood dream... because of persistent hardwork and determination, dreams do come true (in my case)...huhuweee&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  January 2007 -trip to Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28_zzZ-eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Kkp7YFyQLH4/s1600-h/P1030567.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28_zzZ-eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Kkp7YFyQLH4/s200/P1030567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589342026430946" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28_DlD6BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JyF15MohTGc/s1600-h/P1030580.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28_DlD6BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JyF15MohTGc/s200/P1030580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589329081362450" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28-1-Hf4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/cldUY8Xj8r8/s1600-h/P1030556.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28-1-Hf4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/cldUY8Xj8r8/s200/P1030556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589325428359042" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28-ntGa1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7886wsDl5nE/s1600-h/P1030554.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/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV28-ntGa1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7886wsDl5nE/s200/P1030554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589321598888786" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Regarding the pictures of the trip to Tokyo DisneySea, there are problems with uploading the pic. sorry..i will upload it soon k...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-6042275934620247587?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/6042275934620247587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=6042275934620247587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6042275934620247587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/6042275934620247587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2009/01/disney-and-i.html' title='Disney and I.....'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SV27ADZLBZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5T5NajJSbQc/s72-c/Dieney+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-9026046344217980842</id><published>2008-12-22T18:19:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:42:45.114+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A year since last post...hisashiburi desu ne...</title><content type='html'>Owh goodness sake, it has been nearly a year since i posted my last 'story'. Anyway, i was planning of starting a new blog , and somehow i just came across with my old one. So i might as well continue with it.&lt;br /&gt;How time pass huh? Last year during this time, i was staying in my twin sharing room( the worst room i ever had- its not because of my roommate,not really..hehe..- its just me, struggled to get the full grip of my right to get my privacy.)The room is big enough for 2 but for me....its that i don't get it,don't really understand why i don't enjoy staying with my roommate...don't get it man! it was fun.. so i just hang around in the room only for sleeping..other time i would hang in the lobby or the canteen in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU9dG8dlbAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AqAZ9UFqTPs/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU9dG8dlbAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AqAZ9UFqTPs/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282543261819694082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my room before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, at this particular time, i haven't get my hand on this white Toshiba Dynabook Autumn and Winter model (A WHITE ELEPHANT i called it-the meaning suit the laptop sad capability)which i been using throughout the year fulfilling my thirst of getting in touch with my dear friends and beloved Sis( i keep in touch with my family on the phone all the time). The comp system is not that good compare with other comp. Sometimes i would get myself screaming and cursing the laptop while using it. Mah.... now everything is fine. i am getting use to the sickening slow speed it takes just to START!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU9fyay_KdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-E1eqHl5_Ss/s1600-h/DCF_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU9fyay_KdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-E1eqHl5_Ss/s320/DCF_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282546207720155602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Yesterday 21th of December was my beloved ADIK's birthday!!! Happy Birthday sis! MY sis has become a year older.Sorry coz unable to celebrate it again like last year.Sorry can be with u during ur sweet sixteenth birthday. I just wish i could be on the flight back home.Holiday is so lonely. Everyone around me just went back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg!!!Miz my family's present, giving me support in everytg i do, making stupid joked till we laugh all the way throughout the night. Miz mum'S food, dad's belacan and the clean air of Taiping..hehe..during this time i would enjoy myself gardening in the small Garden of ours( and i m wondering, wat happen to all the plants since the last time i saw them...i m just afraid they over grown and really turned itself into an Amazon..owh now i m starting to drag my way out of the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, TIME really pass fast..huh.. It flies without i realizing that an hour, a day, a week, a year has passed. Living me behind regretting of stuffs i should have been doing, but unable to accomplish them simple because of my lack of sense of time, my laziness, my procrastination and my empty day dreaming . HUHU..should have used the time wisely, completing my priorities...for the mean time- MY STUDIES. &lt;br /&gt;For now, no more room for regrets but just looking forward and deal with those which are still being destined upon my route to creating a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year and 2 month since i left Home,and during that period i had been living in Tokyo- The city of Fashion, Culture and High-Tech. So, so far,i had tasted the essence of Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn and so far i find that Malaysia's tropical weather is the best. I like warm and cool air of Taiping. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94S_oH_tI/AAAAAAAAADE/N8jbQiucKKA/s1600-h/winter+in+tokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94S_oH_tI/AAAAAAAAADE/N8jbQiucKKA/s200/winter+in+tokyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282573155641589458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94S3blpUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hPjJA83iQSU/s1600-h/summer+in+tokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94S3blpUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hPjJA83iQSU/s200/summer+in+tokyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282573153441523010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94Sqbh5OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/do4xYbe5o1M/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94Sqbh5OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/do4xYbe5o1M/s200/spring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282573149951616226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94SqQo6YI/AAAAAAAAACs/OaQWFlYAMBU/s1600-h/autumn+rikugiean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU94SqQo6YI/AAAAAAAAACs/OaQWFlYAMBU/s200/autumn+rikugiean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282573149905938818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer in Japan, the heat and the sun ray sting my skin ..the winter's coldness dries my skin till they crack and bleed...but the night breeze of Spring and Autumn are the best. Its warm and coldness is a comfort. Nevertheless i relay enjoy the change in weather now. Dude, it has been a year..so my body is able to tune in when ever the weather changes now. Thank God. I thought that my body will cling to the condition way back home.And there had been snowing trice in Tokyo. I was overwhelming when it start snowing since i had been yearning for snow since i started watching Xmas cartoon and movie with snow falling and stuff when i was a child- the look of it makes me want to feel snow with my bare hand. But now i just realize that it is not advisable to hold snow with your bare hand, not if u don't want them turn blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 1 year since my last post, too much event, stuff swirled around me,and for that i would need a year to write them down. So in short, this one year was quite a tough year for me as i m doing my foundation. Striving hard troughout my studies but looks like it does not have much pleasing result. There are happy and sad event happened and all the happiness i cherish, and  would like to hold them till death and leave the pain behind. Future is there to come waiting, but to what extend,to what limit, no one know, not only me, you or They, a secret only your soul can go through and only then they would be revealed what that is instore for u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better cut the crap. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-9026046344217980842?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/9026046344217980842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=9026046344217980842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/9026046344217980842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/9026046344217980842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-been-year-since.html' title='A year since last post...hisashiburi desu ne...'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SU9dG8dlbAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/AqAZ9UFqTPs/s72-c/IMG_0622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-7642268747658878271</id><published>2007-12-31T12:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:24:14.830+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop-a Ｍindly nuisance</title><content type='html'>Oshahiburi! owh this objects is normal for others in the sense of assumtion that it is mere  object...for me they are a problem that had being lingering in my mind for some time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Owh i m an online freak myself..after school i would rush myself to the computer room and poke my nose in front of the free slow comp just to statisfy my hunger for onlining! for Heaven sake! i even sacrified my lunch time and homework time just to online..(my main concern are friendster and email)  So lame.....huh?Its me anyway.... What so ever, I just need to be connected to the outside world from time to time just to kill my boredome...plus the sense of longing for my friends home is the next catalyst to my craving of onlining. ....that all about me roughtly in technology aspect... owh music too ..!Cant leave that behind from including it as the main reason for me to online.....i also borrowed from my colleagues, Firdaus, then Khairy (both are Petronas scholars like me-i will go in detail later)after he bought his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Secondly, now since that it is winter and it is end of 2007, in Tokyo there will be sale evarywhere..especially for electronic stuff ranging from ipods to kitchen electronic tools....including laptops.....the sales is always tempting (according to my seniors) and i found out that it is true...So here my main story begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With these 2 main catalyst which send impules to my brain pushing every cells to construct this main idea that i need a laptop myself....before this i kept on borrowing and i have the sense of guilt for using deliberate others' property....this was the next reason which trigger me to have a laptop of myown...but my problem is that the freedome to access into internet at anytime worried me to an extend where i had to think and ask for advice from all. Its was a unbearable suffering i had........"....if u need it u buy.." my mum said..."you have money rite..buy r" others said.......but the inner me said that "..if u buy you cant control yourself...you will be a savage, violently rob the benefits and hurting your education aspect....and you wont suceed in your dreams...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      But.......... after much hard consideration i eventually bought it... a Toshiba dynabook! its not that expensive since there was discount and some points with able me to redeem a printer of other item..which  propose to buy important stuff with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It is a disaster and and also a breeze to own a laptop....the next thing i need is the power to constrain myself and derive my self from the too much freedome to online.huh! thats tough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-7642268747658878271?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/7642268747658878271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=7642268747658878271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7642268747658878271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/7642268747658878271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2007/12/laptop-indly-nuisance.html' title='Laptop-a Ｍindly nuisance'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454244878461892336.post-8826266521358553684</id><published>2007-12-28T03:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T05:35:28.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I m still a Virgin BLogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;３．０６，Ｆｒｉ，１２／２８，ＴＯＫＹＯ－Ｗｒｉｔｔｉｎｇ　ｍｙ　ｈｅａｒｔ　ｏｕｔ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｉｄｄｌｅ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｅａｄ　ｎｉｇｈｔ　ｗｈｉｌｅ　ｌｉｓｔｅｎｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｍｙ　ｂｅｓｔ　ｄｕｄｅ　ｍａｋｉｎｇ　ｊｏｋｅｓ（ｓｔｕｐｉｄｓ　ｏｎｅｓ　ｏｆ　ｃｏｕｒｓｅ）　ｗｉｔｈ　ｍｙ　ｏｔｈｅｒｓ　ｐａｌｓ　ｈｅｒｅ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｏｂｂｙ．　Ｆｏｕｒ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅｍｓｅｌｆ　ｔａｌｋｉｎｇ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｆｕｔｕｒｅ（ｍａｒｒｉｇｅ）　ｗｈｉｌｅ　ｉ　ｍ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｉｓｔｅｎｅｒ　ｉｎ　ｆｒｏｎｔ　ｏｆ　ｍｙ　ｎｅｗｌｙ　ｂｏｕｇｈｔ　ｌａｐｔｏｐ（ｔｏｓｈｉｂａ，ｃｈｅａｐ，ｍｏｄｅｒａｔｅ）．ｏｋ　ｎｏｗ　ｃｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｃｒａｐ，ａｃｔｕａｌｌｙ　ｉ　ｐｌａｎｎｅｄ　ｔｏ　ｗｒｉｔｅ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｂｌｏｇ，ｌｉｋｅ　ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｓｓ　６，７　ｍｏｎｔｈｓ　ａｌｒｅａｄｙ，　ｎｏｗ　ｏｎｌｙ　ｉ　ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ．．ｓｏ　ｎｏｗ　ｉ　ｍ　ｉｎ　Ｔｏｋｙｏ　ｓｔｕｄｙｉｎｇ　Ｊａｐａｎｅｓｅ　ｉｎ　ＡＢＫ（ａｓｉａｎ　ｂｕｎｋａ　ｋａｉｋａｎ－Ａｓｉａｎ　Ｃｕｌｔｕｒｅ　Ａｓｓｏｃｉａｔｉｏｎ），ｕｎｄｅｒ　ｔｈｅ　ｋｉｎｄｎｅｓｓ　ｏｆ　Ｐｅｔｒｏｎａｓ　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｐｒｏｖｉｄｅ　ｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｎｅ　ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｌｉｆｅ　ｔｉｍｅ　ｏｐｐｕｒｔｕｎｉｔｙ　ｔｏ　ｐｕｒｓｕｅ　ｍｙ　ｄｒｅａｍｓ　ｉｎ　Ｊａｐａｎ．　Ｔｏ　ｂｅ　ｆｒａｎｋ　ｉｔ　ｗａｓ　ａ　ｄｅｖｅｓｔａｔｉｎｇ　ａｎｄ　ｓｈｏｋｉｎｇ　ｔｈｉｎｇ　ａｓ　ｗｅｌｌ　ｆｏｒ　ｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ　Ｊａｐａｎ　ａｎｄ　ｓｔｕｄｙ，ａｎｄ　ｓｔａｙ　ｈｅｒｅ　ｆｏｒ　５　ｙｅａｒｓ！！！　Ｂｅｆｏｒｅ　ｔｈｉｓ　ｉ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｔｅａｓｉｎｇ　ｍｙ　ｐａｌｓ　ｗｈｏ　ｃｈｏｏｓｅ　ｔｏ　ｓｔｕｄｙ　ｉｎ　ｏｖｅｒｓｅａｓ　ｗｈｉｃｈ　ｕｓｅｓ　ｏｔｈｅｒ　ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ　ｂｅｓｉｄｅｓ　Ｅｎｇｌｉｓｈ　ａｓ　ａ　ｍｅａｎ　ｏｆ　ｓｔｕｄｙｉｎｇ．Ｈｅｙ　ｗｈｙ　ｄｏ　ｕ　ｓｐｅｎｄ　（ｉ　ｗａｓ　ｔｈｉｎｋｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｏｒｄ　’ｗａｓｔｅ’  to replace 'spend'  last time) time to learn other language and not use the language that we have been learning for half of our life in our education(that is English)? Anyway after studying you are going to return home and use English rite,so when will you use the new language you have been struggling to master, lets say you need to return and serve your country? These are the stuff i been asking others but fail to get the right answer.  Usually the answer is  because they like anime and they likes  japanese..thats all.... argh purleeze...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I m not a big fan of Japanese stuff ,sorry...so comming here is not  my 1st choice...as a matter of fact i dont even have the wildest thought of studying in Japan,not evan once! (to all japan fan out there i hope its not an offence to express what i think about Japan)hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Anyway everything changed for the good! I starting to love Japan-is not that i dont have any other choice- its TRUE! Now the perseption of the idea of learning other language is vividly understood! The joy of mastering other language is a chance you would have while being  a student or even after finishing schools(unless you devote your time on language studying only lar)! So i m gonna proceed my studies here with a new ,wider sight and with opended minded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454244878461892336-8826266521358553684?l=princha89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/feeds/8826266521358553684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5454244878461892336&amp;postID=8826266521358553684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8826266521358553684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454244878461892336/posts/default/8826266521358553684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princha89.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-m-still-virgin-blogger.html' title='I m still a Virgin BLogger'/><author><name>Princha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028705710082206152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTrsfGOjmIg/SWjPaEyGeoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JLvx4fzglIw/S220/DCF_0109.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
