<?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-28087106</id><updated>2012-02-08T07:34:53.170+11:00</updated><category term='malaysia'/><category term='knee injury'/><title type='text'>Rook's Lil' Nook</title><subtitle type='html'>Almost all of rook's life's nook and cranny...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1622730525181138393</id><published>2008-12-15T11:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:33:08.296+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>I'm coming back home!</title><content type='html'>In 15 hours time, i shall be on the flight back to m'sia! woohoo! which means, very minimal or no updates till i'm back in aus. which won't make a diff anyway, since i don't really update that often as well... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1622730525181138393?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1622730525181138393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1622730525181138393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1622730525181138393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1622730525181138393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-coming-back-home.html' title='I&apos;m coming back home!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5435417862493874667</id><published>2008-11-29T22:34:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:48:13.565+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knee injury'/><title type='text'>Knee - Conclusion?</title><content type='html'>My physio says he doesn't need to see me anymore. that was after putting me thru some tests which resulted in me having a slightly sore knee today. this concludes what have been a very crazy one and a half year going thru an operation, going thru rehab and now, i guess i'm sorta released from the painful nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within the next year, he said i would have a higher probability of having a 'relapse' or destroying all my surgeon's and physio's hard work. i mean, it was a nightmare going thru all the hassle of the operation, the rehab (no, it was not easy) and yes, the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm also not mentally ready to fully use my right knee, and would still rely alot on my left knee. which brings me to another problem. over relying on my left knee, and possibly injuring it as well. back when i was still on crutches, this was very evident. i was straining my left knee to keep myself up and yes, i could feel it a little. i just hope my left knee stays strong. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i did say i'm not mentally ready to use my right knee. very evident when i was put thru some "exercises" by my physio. imagine this. using one leg, and lifting your other leg behind you at a 90° angle, jump as far as possible as you can. it took some hesitation before i could actually jump using my right leg. i guess, anyone would hold back, and yes, i am still very worried of my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;athritic pain. yes. i still feel it. sigh. not as much but yes, it's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking back, i can't say that this was an experience i will forget. cos i'll still be constantly reminded by that half smiling knee of mine.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SSvmt5BPQ1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/6rpYTUMmzh0/s1600-h/grad.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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SSvmt5BPQ1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/6rpYTUMmzh0/s320/grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272561464841814866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Dr. House" in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-5435417862493874667?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5435417862493874667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5435417862493874667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5435417862493874667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5435417862493874667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/11/knee-conclusion.html' title='Knee - Conclusion?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SSvmt5BPQ1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/6rpYTUMmzh0/s72-c/grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8926186505136756152</id><published>2008-11-09T12:05:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:14:35.416+11:00</updated><title type='text'>father and son</title><content type='html'>just a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a child, say 2-3 years old, and you are at this restaurant. you find out that you don't have enough cash and this restaurant does not accept EFTPOS. you have a trolley of groceries as well. would you leave your kid at the restaurant to head to a nearest ATM to withdraw cash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happened yesterday. this indian father left his son at the restaurant to withdraw cash. and he left his grocery trolley as well. i mean, which father would leave their kid there? leaving his son at the hands of the restaurant staff. at first everything was fine and dandy. then the kid realised that his father was gone for far too long. started tearing and crying. and running out the restaurant. *stunned* one of the waitress started running after the kid to stop him from doing stupid stuff like running onto the street and getting hit. thank God his father came back just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy stuff for a supposedly routine dinner. that begs a question. would you leave your kid at a restaurant looked after by only the staff?&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SRY5Gs63sGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/RCs_cMxBHpk/s1600-h/atm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SRY5Gs63sGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/RCs_cMxBHpk/s320/atm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266459601556451426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not only humans use the ATM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8926186505136756152?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8926186505136756152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8926186505136756152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8926186505136756152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8926186505136756152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/11/father-and-son.html' title='father and son'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SRY5Gs63sGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/RCs_cMxBHpk/s72-c/atm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8868158945072008227</id><published>2008-11-03T22:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:45:31.846+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafood fried rice</title><content type='html'>The infamous seafood fried rice incident at a restaurant near Taylors College, Subang Jaya, year 2004, remembered till today by some s5 ppl who were there. Has it been that long already? Gosh, we're growing up so fast... *nostalgic*&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQ7kBrfprbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jAoBlmmDln8/s1600-h/seafood+fried+rice.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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQ7kBrfprbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jAoBlmmDln8/s320/seafood+fried+rice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264395731949170098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The seafood fried rice i cooked for my company's cookout... more pics, nxt time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8868158945072008227?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8868158945072008227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8868158945072008227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8868158945072008227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8868158945072008227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/11/seafood-fried-rice.html' title='Seafood fried rice'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQ7kBrfprbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jAoBlmmDln8/s72-c/seafood+fried+rice.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-7378792993270906652</id><published>2008-10-26T22:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:44:11.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>has it been that long? no, not me not updating this blog. it's me not playing football at all. i had to go back n check the day i busted my knee and yes, it has been 1 year, 2 months and 21 days. and i thought i would die without football. lol. here's to an injury free year, and gotta get into shape again!&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQRX3aOUL8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/uBxzekLihUA/s1600-h/smile%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQRX3aOUL8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/uBxzekLihUA/s320/smile%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261426874119368642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My knee's a little happy after the surgery and all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-7378792993270906652?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/7378792993270906652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=7378792993270906652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7378792993270906652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7378792993270906652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SQRX3aOUL8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/uBxzekLihUA/s72-c/smile%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3919605027332630694</id><published>2008-10-12T18:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:30:23.677+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah!</title><content type='html'>*knocks head on wall*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3919605027332630694?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3919605027332630694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3919605027332630694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3919605027332630694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3919605027332630694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/10/gah.html' title='Gah!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2106369486148501269</id><published>2008-09-28T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:08:11.879+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FacT!</title><content type='html'>If you had purchased £1000 of Northern Rock shares one year ago it would now be worth £4.95. With HBOS, earlier this week your £1000 would have been worth £16.50. £1000 invested in XL Leisure would now be worth less than £5, BUT if you bought £1000 worth of Tennents Lager one year ago, drank it all, then took the empty cans to an aluminium re-cycling plant, you would get £214.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So based on the above statistics the best current investment advice is to drink heavily and re-cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2106369486148501269?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2106369486148501269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2106369486148501269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2106369486148501269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2106369486148501269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/09/fact.html' title='FacT!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-108933874322439830</id><published>2008-08-24T14:12:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:15:11.731+10:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way back yesterday...</title><content type='html'>H: the australians find it hard to understand my english&lt;br /&gt;J: sorry, what were you saying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-108933874322439830?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/108933874322439830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=108933874322439830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/108933874322439830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/108933874322439830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-way-back-yesterday.html' title='On the way back yesterday...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4995810368336276428</id><published>2008-08-04T21:36:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:36:36.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody kill me now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4995810368336276428?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4995810368336276428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4995810368336276428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4995810368336276428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4995810368336276428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/08/somebody-kill-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-7379444261475896252</id><published>2008-07-22T21:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:24:59.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman bad pun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIXBDLeDxCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OGewW2Dm9-o/s1600-h/Joker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIXBDLeDxCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OGewW2Dm9-o/s320/Joker1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225795202995962914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW-wKK9NKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/S99izh7q1u4/s1600-h/GaryOldman1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW-wKK9NKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/S99izh7q1u4/s320/GaryOldman1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225792677206635682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW-wJ05hgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nKVHYSa6kZA/s1600-h/GaryOldman2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW-wJ05hgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nKVHYSa6kZA/s320/GaryOldman2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225792677114119682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIXCT3fOKHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/macrpEltFT8/s1600-h/Joker2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIXCT3fOKHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/macrpEltFT8/s320/Joker2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225796589201533042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RIP Heath Ledger (1979-2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-7379444261475896252?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/7379444261475896252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=7379444261475896252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7379444261475896252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7379444261475896252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/07/batman-bad-pun.html' title='Batman bad pun'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIXBDLeDxCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OGewW2Dm9-o/s72-c/Joker1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2923752380525597554</id><published>2008-07-22T20:40:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:48:23.209+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>"Hmm.. No..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exact words my barber or hair stylist said when i said i wanted to cut my hair so that i become bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just cut my hair short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic from shooting the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW6NHJ8lTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cCEALUn5JQo/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW6NHJ8lTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cCEALUn5JQo/s320/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225787677055161650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and did i mention i went shooting? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as awesome as go-kart but alot kinder to the wallet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2923752380525597554?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2923752380525597554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2923752380525597554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2923752380525597554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2923752380525597554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/07/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SIW6NHJ8lTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cCEALUn5JQo/s72-c/DSC00158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2988883395335286502</id><published>2008-07-06T12:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:27:10.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>A good gym work out is one which makes you feel like vomiting... o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happened to me the other day. the night before, i worked out at the gym, focusing mainly on my upper body (arms, shoulders and back). the next morning, things went on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, around 9am, my boss comes up to me. "Rook, since we're reorganising the office layout, can you please help carry the books on this shelf to the board room and then we'll shift the shelf there later?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2988883395335286502?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2988883395335286502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2988883395335286502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2988883395335286502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2988883395335286502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/07/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4131367920882609991</id><published>2008-06-28T00:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:09:46.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>poll?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.easy-poll.com/usluga.sondatn.8974"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" href="http://www.21phen.com/"&gt;21phen.com weight loss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yup. You heard that right. Quite sien of my hairstyle. and i can't do anything funky without incurring the wrath of my bosses. so, cutting my hair until it's super short or literally almost bald would be the next crazy thing to do. What say u guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: poll to last until next saturday, when i'll be going for a haircut.&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/28087106-4131367920882609991?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4131367920882609991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4131367920882609991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4131367920882609991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4131367920882609991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/06/poll.html' title='poll?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6331732214653177600</id><published>2008-06-25T19:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:48:33.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Value</title><content type='html'>Never take anything at face value. true story of a pr applicant *cough* who went to do his medical test in Melbourne. The medical lady ("medic") assisted in doing a few routine tests like measuring the height, eye test, and a few more, but there was a blood test as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she asked the applicant ("A") okay, stick your hand out, and that's what A did. Next, just relax as she tries to find A's vein.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she said, "hmm, i can't seem to find the vein i'm looking for. Mayb i'll just try this other vein. Kinda tricky cos it's moving."&lt;br /&gt;While she was doing that, she said to A, "say, do you work out? you look like you do."&lt;br /&gt;Of course, A trying to be modest and all, says, "no, no, used to go to the gym some time ago, but i stopped."&lt;br /&gt;The medic went, "oh. okay, you're done now."&lt;br /&gt;if someone asked you whether you went to the gym and all cos you look like some1 who does, u sure feel a slight hint of happiness right? same same with A.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, later on, after taking off the cotton ball, the area which the medic took the blood sample from started to hurt. Over the course of the next 1-2 weeks, guess what. Swollen. LOL. she was trying to cover up her mistake, wasn't she?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6331732214653177600?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6331732214653177600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6331732214653177600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6331732214653177600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6331732214653177600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/06/face-value.html' title='Face Value'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8296443435284633395</id><published>2008-06-20T21:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:16:21.541+10:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>... sometimes treats you well. sometimes, life just kicks you in the nuts and laugh as you collapse onto the floor with agony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8296443435284633395?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8296443435284633395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8296443435284633395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8296443435284633395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8296443435284633395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/06/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-536948109008535567</id><published>2008-06-16T21:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:19:51.179+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Warlocks</title><content type='html'>...and wizards. That's what my bro actually thought of when i told him of my company. =.="&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, for those who don't already know, i've already started working almost 2 months ago. Time really does fly. Nice company, nice colleagues, what more can u ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's highlight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my colleagues birthday last saturday, so we decided to have like a small breakfast tea (with 2 b'day cakes... :-) anyhow, that same colleague, she got engaged on her birthday also. so, it was like a double celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asking her, how did he propose to you? she said, "well, we were walking in the city (or somewhere, i forgot :-S ) and i was telling him of how the two jewellery shops side-by-side were like 1 higher class and has better rings, but the other one was like not so good. He took me into the better one and i was like trying out a ring which he chose on my right hand. He said, no, try it on the left hand. then, i said to him, are we getting engaged?"&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were like laughing and one of the managers was like saying "i want you in my audit team" (good investigation skills or good reasoning for those slow ppl... looks like auditing is off the books for u)&lt;br /&gt;she continued, "and we managed to get the ring in time for my birthday,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, one guy went, "so, was it a surprise engagement or what?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-536948109008535567?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/536948109008535567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=536948109008535567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/536948109008535567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/536948109008535567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/06/warlocks.html' title='Warlocks'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-228292571331089789</id><published>2008-06-15T22:44:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:56:46.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'>random pendom</title><content type='html'>"that would be $38.35, thank you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was jolted from my dreamy state. what did i just buy which cost so much? i think again. chicken loaf squares. 6 of them. 6 chicken drumsticks. and a bunch of celery. that's all. i look at the screen again. it still says $38.35. this is exactly the time to use the term "daylight robbery".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm, sorry, but i think there must be a mistake..." i protested. of course there must be a mistake. 3 small items don't amount to such huge cost. i look at the screen again. ah, there's the perpetrator. my chicken loaf squares. $32.94. but how? $9.98 per kg. i must have bought a tonne to get it to cost that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cashiers brain starts functioning as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm? this doesn't make sense..." yes, it doesn't. but u scanned it n u didn't bother to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"henry(i'm not sure of the guy's name, so let's just say he's henry), call deli for assistance..." she told a fellow cashier. an announcement was made. but at that same time, i see a familiar face. ah, the pretty girl who served me at the fresh deli section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've been looking all over for you. i've made a mistake..." she says as she tears the wrong price tag of my chicken loaf squares and replaces it with the correct price tag. $1.42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's alright..." i replied as i laughed. of cos it is. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funniest thing? i'm eligible for a fuel offer. and i paid $6.85. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SFURfIr9QTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WaGP7vo6fpY/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SFURfIr9QTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WaGP7vo6fpY/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212091370356687154" 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/28087106-228292571331089789?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/228292571331089789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=228292571331089789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/228292571331089789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/228292571331089789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-would-be-38.html' title='random pendom'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/SFURfIr9QTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WaGP7vo6fpY/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-450446360646805430</id><published>2008-06-06T19:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:04:42.445+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirky quicks 2</title><content type='html'>True incident. I was stoning at my comp last year, around the june/july period. all of a sudden, my hp rang. it was from an unknown number. not those private numbers, but u know, just has no name. pick it up, i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Is this Rookchux*? (names changed to protect privacy) &lt;br /&gt;Me : yeah... *still wondering who it is*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I'm XXX from XXX (some big financial company in m'sia), and did u know u had an interview at 4.00pm? &lt;br /&gt;Me : ??? *looks at clock which shows 4.30pm* erm, no...&lt;br /&gt;Lady: You were supposed to be here half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;Me : i did not know of any interview i'm supposed to attend...&lt;br /&gt;Lady: You put in ur resume during the career fair rite? &lt;br /&gt;Me : no, i didn't put any resume during any career fair&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Are you sure? (sounds not happy)&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes, i'm very sure. &lt;br /&gt;Lady: OK, nevermind then. *click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will know that, i'm planning to work in Aus, so why the F would i wanna put in a resume for them? mayb not so soon, but next time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, h@i lat la, blacklisted from that company liao for sure... sigh... how did that happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-450446360646805430?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/450446360646805430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=450446360646805430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/450446360646805430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/450446360646805430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/04/quirky-quicks-2.html' title='Quirky quicks 2'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4087352457061823578</id><published>2008-06-06T19:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:05:01.071+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>Sorry people, i know i've not been updating my blog for a long, long, long, long, long, long, long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, rookchux solemnly swear, that I will try to update my blog when i have some free time and feel up to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenkiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rookchux&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4087352457061823578?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4087352457061823578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4087352457061823578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4087352457061823578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4087352457061823578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/05/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4685075457278435353</id><published>2008-04-20T13:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:58:36.464+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the do's and do not's of...</title><content type='html'>...preparing for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try out some real funky way of making your normal coffee. stick to routine. eg: using soymilk instead of normal milk to make coffee. big mistake. stomach = funkadelic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always remember to iron your clothes the day before your interview. Not an hour before you're supposed to go for your interview.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat something light, preferably an hour or so before your interview. Not something heavy like a shepherd's pie 15 minutes before your interview, at a shop opposite your potential employer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep early the night before. Don't stay up till 2am, when you have to wake up at 8 for your interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare mentally. Don't go in a happy-go-lucky-not-a-care-in-the-world mood and end up coming out in a terrible feel-like-jumping-off-the-cliff kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use the toilet and do your business at home before the interview.  (does not help the said 1st point if you don't follow the 1st point)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;This community message has been brought to you by:&lt;br /&gt;Turkish Gillette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMA1FE0-oPA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMA1FE0-oPA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/28087106-4685075457278435353?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4685075457278435353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rGa29kPBbp4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/28087106-1912913404371391753?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1912913404371391753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1912913404371391753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1912913404371391753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1912913404371391753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/04/self-explanatory-videos.html' title='self explanatory videos'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-195707805147893467</id><published>2008-04-15T22:02:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:15:12.099+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditional Views vs Modern Views?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when time moves forward, whatever was the norm back in the past remains in the past. but, ppl still seem to subscribe to the traditional view more often than not whenever making decisions. and this is exactly the same dilemma for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U could say that for the traditional mindset of chinese, we're brought up to believe that working hard, no matter how shitty the work is, is what our obligations are. earn some money. feed your family. earn more money. buy a house on a long term mortgage. earn even more money. buy a car. hey, of course with money we can get this stuff. and as long as money comes in, we shouldn't even bother thinking about how shitty our job is. right? work was never meant to be fun anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i believe that the modern era of workers or corporation slaves actually feel the need to identify themselves within a certain company before they are willing to actually work there. and certainly i would like to work at a certain company where i can identify myself in. or feel comfortable. at the same time, i would like this job to be eye opening, something which would give me much much experience in whatever i do in the future. what happens if the company i'm thinking of joining, has some attributes i love, but some other attributes i don't like? do i join anyway, and just push off whatever i don't like to one side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i search for that elusive company where i can identify myself in? or do i take whatever's at my doorstep (as long as i'm earning some money)?&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/28087106-195707805147893467?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/195707805147893467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=195707805147893467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/195707805147893467'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sultan of Johor's b'day&lt;br /&gt;Buddha's Birthday in Japan (!)&lt;br /&gt;Saint Walter of Pointoise&lt;br /&gt;Saint Constance&lt;br /&gt;Saint Julie Billiart of Namur&lt;br /&gt;International day of Roma&lt;br /&gt;Birthday of the special one, erm, i mean Rook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3031355646656223702?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3031355646656223702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3031355646656223702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3031355646656223702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3031355646656223702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/04/8th-of-april-just-like-any-other-day.html' title='8th of April, just like any other day...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3035141017029218688</id><published>2008-03-25T22:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:55:56.569+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken Lee Tulibu Dibu Douchoo</title><content type='html'>big time rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3035141017029218688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3035141017029218688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3035141017029218688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3035141017029218688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/03/ken-lee-tulibu-dibu-douchoo.html' title='Ken Lee Tulibu Dibu Douchoo'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8765769924171072979</id><published>2008-03-18T12:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T12:23:14.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirky quicks 2</title><content type='html'>Last night outside Telstra Dome, where a rugby match between Melbourne Storm v NZ Warriors was taking place. Melbourne Storm was winning at that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussie: Hey there, do u know what's the forecast for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Me: er... (obviously stunned cos it's super hot, and he should know)&lt;br /&gt;Aussie: It's a farkin' STORM!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stunned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i left Malaysia back to Melb, went to a shop called face-2-face in damansara uptown, selling chilli pan mee, a duplicate of the famous 1 in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u order, u have to fill up those form to place ur order (the kind of form u get when at kim gary, wong kok char chan teng etc etc). while placing our order, we could actually c that the form was something that was used before. I thought, ok, no matter, maybe not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ordering, my mum n i were just sitting down, chilling out. at that time, there weren't many customers. then i saw it. 3 workers were actually just sitting down at another table. each with an eraser in their hand. and a stack of forms on the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8765769924171072979?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8765769924171072979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8765769924171072979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8765769924171072979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8765769924171072979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/03/quirky-quicks-2.html' title='Quirky quicks 2'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4500102419930633973</id><published>2008-03-11T13:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:03:49.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chyaku Norisu!</title><content type='html'>yes, that's how the japs call this dude here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R9XxJelgEOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/U1xcB_e7Sn4/s1600-h/chuck_norris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R9XxJelgEOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/U1xcB_e7Sn4/s320/chuck_norris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176308491863724258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to the main point, there's a website i would like to introduce to u all if u guys are free and u really really have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com/"&gt;http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some which are pretty darn funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have 5 dollars and Chuck Norris has 5 dollars, Chuck Norris has more money than you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no 'ctrl' button on Chuck Norris's computer. Chuck Norris is always in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris can sneeze with his eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because the only element he recognizes is the element of surprise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris can order a Big Mac in Burger King, and get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you're Chuck Norris, anything + anything is equal to 1. One roundhouse kick to the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chuck Norris does not breathe. He holds the air hostage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4500102419930633973?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4500102419930633973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4500102419930633973&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4500102419930633973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4500102419930633973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/03/chyaku-norisu.html' title='Chyaku Norisu!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R9XxJelgEOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/U1xcB_e7Sn4/s72-c/chuck_norris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4076773533801848478</id><published>2008-03-10T20:45:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:12:40.657+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirky quicks</title><content type='html'>J: So, what are u doing now ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: just graduated only. now unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;J: oh, i see. that means u "tanam anggur" la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: tanam anggur? *???*&lt;br /&gt;J: cos u "penganggur" now ma.&lt;br /&gt;Me: .... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this in the morning, when i was back in malaysia. there was this dude, who was walking dogs, came into the same coffeeshop i was in to have a drink (and also have a light brekkie). anyhow, he ordered the most bizarre stuff i've ever seen to date. Kopi 'o and royal stout. ok, so far, that's alright la, i was just thinking it's too early in the morning to have alcohol cos after all, it was slightly past 9am when this happened. then he asked for another cup. then he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kopi 'o mixed with royal stout. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my good housemate, CM says there's also another drink. but it tastes pretty good. Carlsberg mixed with barley. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K9_gLJBJE0s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K9_gLJBJE0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/28087106-4076773533801848478?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4076773533801848478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4076773533801848478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4076773533801848478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4076773533801848478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/03/quirky-quicks.html' title='Quirky quicks'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3960119998388160048</id><published>2008-03-06T22:20:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:39:47.965+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillingz</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates. will update really soon, i have &lt;s&gt;a long post about just before i left from melb,&lt;/s&gt; and some other random stuff on my sabbatical from here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3960119998388160048?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3960119998388160048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3960119998388160048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3960119998388160048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3960119998388160048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/03/chillingz.html' title='Chillingz'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4262505007552178908</id><published>2008-01-31T21:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:09:07.987+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate that niggling worry at the back of your mind? that very feeling that says, "f*, i really do hope that everything will turn out well." or things like "damn, did i screw it up?" or even thoughts on financial problems like, "will i have enough money to spend for the next month or so?"&lt;br /&gt;so, yes, i'm taking every day as it comes, hopefully things would go mostly my way, but i guess, u gotta take the good with the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i'm a worrywart. and i won't hide the fact that i do get stressed easily. bah.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R6GoLss8sHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DNtjvFh-C2Q/s1600-h/gold+key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R6GoLss8sHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DNtjvFh-C2Q/s320/gold+key.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161591566875013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese symbol of coming of age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's what u get with growing up. u think more about your financial position, your life as a whole, and any problems associated with it. well, if u don't already know, it's sort of a custom to give ur son/daughter a gold key when they reach 21 (for chinese), as a symbol of being a grown up. when i got mine, yes, i was elated. but when i wore it for the 1st time, i admit, it felt a little heavy (&amp;amp; no, the key is not as big as ur normal key). looking back, i guess it was symbolic since whatever burden or problems u face, u carry it urself, and ur parents will only be there to guide u. and it's a key to symbolize that u're free from the locks that shackled u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up, i guess u do see from the perspective of ur parents on money, on life as a whole and problems. so thank you, mum and dad, for all the crap u've put up with me, and for worrying about ur clumsy son so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4262505007552178908?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4262505007552178908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4262505007552178908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4262505007552178908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4262505007552178908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R6GoLss8sHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DNtjvFh-C2Q/s72-c/gold+key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5479791799526910988</id><published>2008-01-25T00:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:09:47.179+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Aus Open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before i go any further a word of thanks to &lt;a href="http://leejason86.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt;. If it weren't for his free complimentary passes, i would have watched aus open on TV only. so, yeah, thanks man. oh, by the way, all the pictures are also from him, since yours truly is too poor to get a camera, or a good quality camera on the hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iLe8s8r7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUUNd4aL5zo/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iLe8s8r7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUUNd4aL5zo/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159026736959893426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aus open ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day started with a war. yes, we were playing civilization 4 till 4am. so, technically, the day started with a war between 3 of us &amp;amp; 3 AIs. ok, enough lameness. the time was 9am. alarm rings, and i'm feeling awfully tired (slept at 5am, due to said reason). no matter, was supposed 2 meet jason and his aunt (who didn't come in the end, cos it was raining) at 10am at flinders st station tram stop. and the day didn't exactly start as nice as anyone would like it to be, as it was drizzling slightly from when i woke up (could see it had been raining earlier as well). by 10am, the rain had stopped, and i was at the tram stop waiting for jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iYfss8sEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Gc01pEKRGlY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iYfss8sEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Gc01pEKRGlY/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159041043495956546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 2 civ4 addicts detoxing by watching tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;reaching there, it was packed. lots of people all converging to watch people playing tennis. amazing. anyway, we both headed straight to show court 2. why? check out the next pic.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iM3cs8r8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qj6xVLbp7MU/s1600-h/sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iM3cs8r8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qj6xVLbp7MU/s320/sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159028257378316226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click on pic to enlarge it. go on, i know you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how can you not watch this match? hahaha. it's Virginia Ruano Pascual v. Daniela Hantuchova. u actually get to see her up close, compared to on the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iPGss8r9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G5XByzhltKc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iPGss8r9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G5XByzhltKc/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159030718394576850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Virginia Ruano Pascual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iPTcs8r-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/n4sg2BwI3kY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iPTcs8r-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/n4sg2BwI3kY/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159030937437908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Need i say more? *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me just say a few things. it sucks not to be a crowd favourite. i'm honest! as evidenced in this match, everyone was cheering for daniela hantuchova. ok, maybe not everyone, but those who did not cheer on daniela hantuchova was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Virginia's posse of supporters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spaniards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who just didn't like Daniela, which i find very strange not liking a chic, i mean a player like her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everytime, in between points, people would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; shout stuff like "Go daniela!" or "go dani!", but u don't hear much of "go virginia!" or "go vivi!". Just the rare 5-10 people who are supporting virginia. So, lesson of the day is, try to be the crowd favourite, and people will support u, either by looking hot, but play relatively well, or play very well.&lt;br /&gt;Clear cut win, and an easy one, i must add, for daniela. 6-2 6-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iYy8s8sFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sKdjC4S19Ts/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iYy8s8sFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sKdjC4S19Ts/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159041374208438354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did u know that if we had tickets to vodafone arena, we would be able to watch sharapova v dementieva?" *sulks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another match which i was looking to watch as well, which runs concurrently with daniela's match, but, jason and i weren't gonna miss daniela's match for any other match. lol. Phillip Kohlschreiber v Jarkko Nieminen. If u don't know who is Phillip Kohlschreiber or that name somehow just rings a bell, let me refresh ur memory. Andy Roddick? yes, Kohl...(lazy and tedious to type his whole name out) was the giant killer, defeating andy roddick in the previous round, and i watched the match on tele. winners after winners. that's what i could say about kohl... in that match. however, we watched his match against nieminen after the very short match of hantuchova, and it was disappointing. he showed flashes of brilliance, but at the same time made a hell lot of mistakes. this led to the game being pretty mundane and unexciting to me, since we wanna see more winners! but i did love the supporters of Kohl..., chanting stuff the whole match. we joined the game towards the end of the 2nd set and left at the end of the 3rd set. when ur stomach growls, we go on the prowl (for food). when we got back, it was the 4th set, and ending.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iTycs8sAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aPNZQrqNdz0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iTycs8sAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aPNZQrqNdz0/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159035868060364802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Phillip Kohlschreiber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iUJMs8sBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/czZDdtXfmqM/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iUJMs8sBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/czZDdtXfmqM/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159036258902388754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jarkko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nieminen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kohl... fizzing out after his extraordinary match against roddick. Nieminen wins  3-6 7-6(7) 7-6(9) 6-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was a doubles match we watched. lindsay davenport/daniela hantuchova vs gabriela navratilova/Klara Zakopalova. the matchup of the crowd favourites vs the ms lova-lovas (sounds like shaggy, lol). anyhow, same thing with the daniela hantuchova game, straight win for the crowd favourites, 6-2 6-1. Jason and i were like, PLEASE PLEASE DRAG THE GAME LONGER! more airtime for daniela hantuchova. hahahaha. oh, and zakopalova (the one in the blue shirt) got abit tulan with her partner, since her partner was playing pretty badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iV6Ms8sCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zDzHW1UGlLc/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iV6Ms8sCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zDzHW1UGlLc/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159038200227606562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lindsay: Let's kick some butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniela: ok, sure. piece of cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iXT8s8sDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hWJLJMqUBlw/s1600-h/victims.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iXT8s8sDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/hWJLJMqUBlw/s320/victims.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159039742120865842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The unlucky victims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some things i wanna point out. feels funny watching the ball boys. i mean, it's an important job and i respect it, but it somehow reminds me of dogs, scurrying around to grab the ball from the ground, or pass it to their "masters". lol.&lt;br /&gt;and the food here is expensive! $13 for ur chinese stirfried noodles n stuff. jason n i went for hotdogs, which were $7.20. still very bad. should have brought our own food, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iaVss8sGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hY9E5WrHWls/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iaVss8sGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hY9E5WrHWls/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159043070720520290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we were on the wrong side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All in all, a day without drama for those we were supporting, except the Kohl... game which was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHjFxJVeCQs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHjFxJVeCQs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nope, no drama like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;good day out tho and it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-5479791799526910988?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5479791799526910988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5479791799526910988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5479791799526910988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5479791799526910988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/01/aus-open.html' title='Aus Open'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R5iLe8s8r7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/cUUNd4aL5zo/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6235515731673423636</id><published>2008-01-09T01:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:14:50.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... when i'm crippled/immobile and is full of sarcasm/"compliments"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll race u! See, i've given u a handicap, u've got 4 legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You talk some more, i'll break ur other leg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;let's play football! oh wait, nvm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it must be painful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(this is more of an understatement... =.=")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who asked you to be so lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oops! *pretends to kick/hit my knee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come, let's go to _____&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and here's a true story, on the day i got injured, of how salt was rubbed into my wound. Let's just say after falling over, i couldn't walk at all. so, my friends had the great idea of me riding a bike so that i don't have to use my right leg. So, i was just sitting on the seat, with people pushing me, and me guiding it along with my left leg. halfway on my journey to stanley's car, there was an auntie and her 2 daughters, one who looks 10-ish, and the other most likely a high-school kid. anyhow, they saw me and they started giggling, and controlling their laughter. WTF! They thought i was learning how to ride a bike! *insert all known profanities*! they walked faster and once they walked by me, they started laughing like hell. Looking back, yes, i must have looked stupid. T_T. but still, it wasn't a very pleasant experience. oh well... hahaha...&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/28087106-6235515731673423636?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6235515731673423636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6235515731673423636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6235515731673423636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6235515731673423636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-i-hear.html' title='Things I hear'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2601764459497201869</id><published>2008-01-07T00:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:31:02.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Mum: *looking at skylight window* eh, how do u switch this light off ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can't switch it off ler, only God can...&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *stunned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcement on train: Attention passengers, this is a very long train.&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2601764459497201869?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2601764459497201869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2601764459497201869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2601764459497201869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2601764459497201869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1913018818094486616</id><published>2008-01-01T05:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T05:22:09.139+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2008!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR PPL!&lt;br /&gt;*insert motivational new year quotes here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... ok, i'll just try to say some nice quotes here..&lt;br /&gt;May joy, happiness &amp;amp; love be bountiful for everyone in this new year.&lt;br /&gt;May dreams be fulfilled, love be attained/bountiful, hopes be realised, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;most of all, may u be joyful throughout the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1913018818094486616?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1913018818094486616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1913018818094486616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1913018818094486616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1913018818094486616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-7078928348853134991</id><published>2007-12-31T00:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:11:06.769+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwritten &amp; unsaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear por-por (grandma),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything's better where u are now. can't believe it's been 2 mths now.&lt;br /&gt;srry i wasn't there at the wake or funeral. i didn't know about it, and it was this close to my finals. pls understand why it was not told to me by mum n dad or jian n sheng till recently.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that if there's a sunrise, there'll always be a sunset someday. like how a good movie or a good book has to end some time.&lt;br /&gt;i understand that we never really saw eye to eye on a lot of things. and being a teenager, makes it fiery at times. i understand life never really dealt u a very good card. i understand that's the reason why in every argument, u have to win, since u must have suffered all those years back. i hope that winning all our arguments will make up for the times back when u were younger. i understand that u've seen the worst of the worst, n that's why u were trying to protect us from the evil of the world by being overprotective.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. thanks for taking care of me when i was young. thanks for all the delicious food. thanks for the nags, no matter how stupid or minor were the issues at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, thanks for being my grandma.&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/28087106-7078928348853134991?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/7078928348853134991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=7078928348853134991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7078928348853134991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/7078928348853134991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/12/unwritten-unsaid.html' title='Unwritten &amp; unsaid'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2629996798663680936</id><published>2007-12-31T00:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T00:39:56.599+11:00</updated><title type='text'>out with the old, in with the new</title><content type='html'>in 24 hours, another year would have passed us by. did u do all u wanted to do this year? i hope u did. i'm not sure if i did everything i wanted to do, but it was a hell of a year. ups &amp;amp; downs like any other year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early year drama.&lt;br /&gt;car accident (not a major 1, neither can it be called minor tho).&lt;br /&gt;21st year on earth. so called coming of age, becoming a man.&lt;br /&gt;knee injury.&lt;br /&gt;3rd year uni student. end of uni life.&lt;br /&gt;passing of grandma.&lt;br /&gt;graduation.&lt;br /&gt;worrying about pr application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to a better new year, may it be better than this year, filled with joy and happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2629996798663680936?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2629996798663680936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2629996798663680936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2629996798663680936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2629996798663680936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='out with the old, in with the new'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6146731581410134239</id><published>2007-12-25T03:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T04:09:53.245+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Make Knee Better</title><content type='html'>right, very very long post. u guys have been warned. i'll try to add some pics, but i dun think there's many pics i can add, since i don't have a camera except my hp, and i'm kinda lazy to find some of it thru the net. i'll try tho. and so, here it is, the story of 29th nov 2007.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_c177R0CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BHdyI2J74IA/s1600-h/letter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_c177R0CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BHdyI2J74IA/s320/letter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147575718285266978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Letter received on 17/10 with pre-admission booklet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It started out with me getting a phone call in the morning. i thought it was to remind me about the surgery but no.... it's about me paying them on admission. it seems, they don't claim from overseas insurance cover, so i have to pay them first before claiming it back. the sum's pretty hefty, and thank God Eric was around. at times like this i wished i had a credit card. oh well. on that morning, i had to do last minute shopping, with me being out of action for the next 2 weeks or so, it's a must i guess. and did i mention the amount of cleaning up of the apartment which james &amp;amp; i had to do? at least, the apartment's relatively cleaned up then (my room's become quite messy now, since i can't really clean up much stuff... :-S). anyhow, ok, let's just fast forward to the hospital. reached there at around 12pm. checked into my "hotel". got a taste of what my "room" will be like, and yes, it's quite odd, knowing that a few hours from then, i'll be an invalid. a dr house wannabe. lol!&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_dYr7R0DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7AA2Nt06T_w/s1600-h/preadbooklet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_dYr7R0DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7AA2Nt06T_w/s320/preadbooklet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147576315285721138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Pre-admission booklet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt, i had to change into the hospital gown or whatever u may call it, and preparations were on the way! anaesthetist came by and ask the very last few questions. a dude came to prepare my knee for the op by shaving my knee 1st and then dousing it with some stuff called betadine i think. i was labelled as well, on my right wrist and my left ankle. then, i got into bed and was wheeled to a waiting room. let's just call this waiting room 1. 2-3 other ppl there as well, beside me, and we were in our beds, just waiting for whatever's coming. anaesthetist comes by again. asks me a few more questions &amp;amp; explains to me what he's about to do. oh, and the back of my left hand is inserted with a needle, where they'll put stuff into my body from.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_d777R0EI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XBxhxigkDZw/s1600-h/hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_d777R0EI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XBxhxigkDZw/s320/hand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147576920876109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouch... It got bent due to me moving about too much... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;cue waiting room 2. i was the 1st patient in the afternoon. waiting room 2, u could see the aftermath of surgeries. 1 lady directly opposite me jst had an operation done on her nose (presumably, since it was wrapped up in bandage) and a guy right beside me, was like semi-conscious. right. it was then i was starting to get a little nervous. but not having enough sleep the night before, helped make me more stoned. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cue the anaesthetist again. here's a little explanation on what he did. i was given anaesthetic 3 times. 1st time, to make me calm &amp;amp; relaxed. like those kind of sedatives, to make u as chilling as a cucumber. next up, he's gonna give local anaesthetic to my right leg, which it seems will lessen the pain considerably. lastly, the 3rd 1 will knock me out cold for the operation. for the local anaesthetic, he had to do the weirdest stuff. he had to make some of my certain muscle twitch to pinpoint where he's gonna inject the anaesthetic. imagine, me lying there, kinda stoned from the 1st anaesthetic, then, suddenly ur muscle starts twitching. big time. cool and odd at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;finally, after waiting 10 minutes or so, i was wheeled into the operating theatre. put onto the table. looking at my surroundings when everything went blank. it was super fast acting, i really must say. suffice to say, i had no clue of what happened.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_eob7R0FI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nqnRsvD0LSo/s1600-h/black.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_eob7R0FI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nqnRsvD0LSo/s320/black.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147577685380288594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What i saw during the operation... ok, that was lame... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the next thing i know, i woke up at waiting room 2, and i saw the clock showing 4pm. all of a sudden, i felt the rush of pain and soreness from my knee. "happiest" moment of my life. all i can say is i was in a very drowsy state, but the pain was very very sharp. this point, my memory is kinda hazy. all i know is someone asked me how do i feel. 1 word. PAINFUL AS HELL. ok, so that was 3, but i jst told him 1 word. he told me i have the power to make myself less painful. and yes, that power was at the touch of a button. it's morphin time! nope, not ur power ranger or stuff, but a real machine which dispenses morphine into my blood stream when i press the button. i know i know, i should have pressed more, to see if i do get high on morphine. let's just say i pressed it twice at waiting room 2, &amp;amp; no more after that (all the nurses who came by to check on me was amazed... they were saying things like, "oh, u didn't use it?"...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_hHL7R0GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wvxcqC5Zn-o/s1600-h/button.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_hHL7R0GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wvxcqC5Zn-o/s320/button.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147580412684521570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Self-explanatory... the green button as i remember it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i don't have any recollection being wheeled back to my ward. all i knew was i was back there at around 5? anyhow, i recall my relative coming at around 5, and james popped by as well. yes, surprised i was. oh, and i think benny, kah wai n ryan came by as well. thank u all for coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can remember about the whole stay was, i was very relaxed. i popped pills like i was a druggy. i dun remember taking so much (much as in uncountable... i dun recall how many pills i took, seriously..) pills within a 2 day period in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_heL7R0HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/32AmOKypNBI/s1600-h/pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_heL7R0HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/32AmOKypNBI/s320/pills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147580807821512818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pills, pills and guess what? more pills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the thing i hated most about my stay was the Deep Vein Thrombosis jabs! it's always before i sleep (at around 12) and its on my abdomen. it's effin painful! and it would be very sore, and even on the day i came back, i saw it became bluish black. =(. pain was like a very close friend of mine during this period. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Another good friend of mine during my stay in the hospital? the remote to the TV! ok, it's not just for the TV, but it's what i mainly use it for. it's an LCD TV jst hanging in front of me, and well, a remote jst to watch tv whole day. yes, i don't really know how i passed my time there. watched TV, and sleep i think. nothing much.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_jq77R0II/AAAAAAAAAFo/eVK8sPjESRk/s1600-h/remote.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_jq77R0II/AAAAAAAAAFo/eVK8sPjESRk/s320/remote.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147583225888100482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remote explained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_kpL7R0JI/AAAAAAAAAFw/X62ictzKSTM/s1600-h/tv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_kpL7R0JI/AAAAAAAAAFw/X62ictzKSTM/s320/tv.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147584295334957202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;The idiot box...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my right leg all this time felt like a log. a painful one, since i can't lift it up or anything. and it didn't help my leg was still feeling the anaesthetic effects 1-2 days after the op. and yes, my muscle literally wasted away, leaving my thigh feeling like just lard. =\&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_mIb7R0KI/AAAAAAAAAF4/n34eaVbv7Y0/s1600-h/bfast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_mIb7R0KI/AAAAAAAAAF4/n34eaVbv7Y0/s320/bfast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147585931717496994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1st breakfast there... srry, mum, had eggs for brekkie that day... =,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Introduced to physio exercises as well on the 1st day, and practised walking up and down the stairs on the 2nd. champion or not... i'll do another post on physio exercises (if i'm not lazy... lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discharged on 1/12/2007. and life as a pai ka begins, but that is another story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAVE A BLESSED XMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STAY SAFE AND HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6146731581410134239?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6146731581410134239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6146731581410134239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6146731581410134239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6146731581410134239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/12/operation-make-knee-better.html' title='Operation Make Knee Better'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R2_c177R0CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BHdyI2J74IA/s72-c/letter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1648575489794979685</id><published>2007-12-21T09:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:50:33.171+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling</title><content type='html'>Best part of graduation? walking like dr. house, and being asked this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It must be such a proud moment for u, that u would be willing to crawl here, wouldn't u?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1648575489794979685?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1648575489794979685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1648575489794979685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1648575489794979685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1648575489794979685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/12/crawling.html' title='Crawling'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5703528111386077704</id><published>2007-12-05T13:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:17:11.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaki Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... or someone like us in english. ok, this is one more post before i embark on the long and tedious post of my whole operation. just felt i had to blog this before i forget about it. as most of u would not know (of cos la, i'm the only one from my apartment around, and everyone's gone), a plumber came by this morning to fix the shower head. which was quite strange cos it was already fixed earlier on, but it was still leaking a little. at 1st thought, i thought he was coming to fix the stupid floor (there's a depression on our toilet floor, thoughts of collapsing?). anyhow, as all plumbers work, they come super early, at 8.05 exactly. my alarm just went off, so i could actually tell what's the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plumber: what happened to you? (seeing me with knee splint)&lt;br /&gt;me: knee injury from soccer.&lt;br /&gt;plumber: do u play footie?&lt;br /&gt;me: nope...&lt;br /&gt;plumber: *moves into the toilet to check the showerhead*&lt;br /&gt;plumber: so, what injury is it?&lt;br /&gt;me: cruciate ligament injury.&lt;br /&gt;plumber: oh, so u have to go thru a reconstruction of the ligament yeah?&lt;br /&gt;me: *stunned abit* yeah, went thru it last week.&lt;br /&gt;plumber: ah, u've got it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when he showed me his scars. he had the same fken injury as me! the only diff was that it was from footie, hence the footie question earlier on. and the injury was ages ago, in 1983. 3 weeks in a cast. and he had to be in the hospital bed for 3 weeks. but u could tell that his injury was very severe. imagine, they had to take ligaments from 3 parts of his leg! someone who had it bad his time. i can't imagine being in his shoes. 3 weeks in the hospital. cast from the almost the top or ur thigh to somewhere near the ankle. that's horror, big time. well, after trying to fix it, he said he had to go down get some stuff, since it was somehow still leaking. after coming back up, he was saying, and u had to stay on the highest floor. =.=" like i don't already know. and while fixing he suddenly blurted out "71". he suddenly say a number of cos i'm clueless la. "sorry?". "oh, i counted the number of steps, 71 steps to get to ur apartment." wah, seriously  stunned, dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;the funniest thing was he asked me if it was sore, with a naughty kind of smile. "not just sore, very sore."&lt;br /&gt;advice from him: workout, it's the only way to get back from injury. and strengthen ur leg muscles, since the knee will not be as strong as it was previously. sigh. it's like a car, u repair when it breaks down, it's still good, but not as good as before. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was great hearing stuff from someone who had it before, and a long time ago, when the medical procedures weren't as good as today.&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/28087106-5703528111386077704?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5703528111386077704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5703528111386077704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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like updating, but just a quick note.&lt;br /&gt;graft was successful as said by the doctor, and now, it hurts like hell. will tell all later on, on what happened, from the 1st person view of the patient.&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2026963696323420766?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2026963696323420766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2026963696323420766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2026963696323420766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1038652834333428557</id><published>2007-11-28T00:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:36:47.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Raja Laksa</title><content type='html'>just for those who don't get it, it's laksa king, a nice shop in flemington, selling laksa of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27th Nov 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 adventurous housemates from 20/650 swanston st decided that it was time to head to laksa king. the time, 12.30pm, departure from melbourne central station. intended time for departure, 12pm, but due to some unforeseen circumstances (me trying to find the fallout collection at eb games....) we only left at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time of arrival at laksa king: 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;objective: murder 3 fishes, eat their heads in curry (or in James' case, soup) accompanied by vermicelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0waSYSW_HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bejp891pwOU/s1600-h/laksa1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0waSYSW_HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bejp891pwOU/s320/laksa1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137510177982315634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;1 of the unlucky victims, stewing in curry (with vermicelli of cos) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remarks: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i found the curry a little lacking in spiciness tho, so i had to ask for sambal. 1 small little dish full. but other than that minor complaint, i'd say it's pretty good, something which actually tastes something like back home. maybe it's 'cause i like fish head curry as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aftermath:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Objective achieved, great success&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wbzYSW_II/AAAAAAAAAEE/QwziK-GhgxY/s1600-h/laksa2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wbzYSW_II/AAAAAAAAAEE/QwziK-GhgxY/s320/laksa2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137511844429626498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note the small sambal dish as well...&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wcr4SW_JI/AAAAAAAAAEM/XfnYZHwKLxw/s1600-h/laksa3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wcr4SW_JI/AAAAAAAAAEM/XfnYZHwKLxw/s320/laksa3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137512815092235410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so emptay?!&lt;/span&gt;&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wc34SW_KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/M1Cswc24Pv4/s1600-h/laksa4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0wc34SW_KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/M1Cswc24Pv4/s320/laksa4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137513021250665634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remains of the 3 fishes massacred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoriously, the 3 housemates returned to their abode to plot another invasion on (an)other unsuspecting victim(s)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/28087106-1038652834333428557?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1038652834333428557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1038652834333428557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1038652834333428557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1038652834333428557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/11/raja-laksa.html' title='Raja Laksa'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0waSYSW_HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bejp891pwOU/s72-c/laksa1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-363070212794780906</id><published>2007-11-24T16:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T16:49:21.452+11:00</updated><title type='text'>amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...at the efficiency of the postal services in australia. imagine, i sent out a money order to my anaesthetist on wednesday afternoon, and i got my reply yesterday! zomgbbqwtf?! if it were in m'sia, it would have taken ages! the anaesthetist received on thursday, banked it in, printed the receipt, and sent it back on the very day itself. and what do u know, the receipt arrived at my mailbox yesterday! amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-363070212794780906?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/363070212794780906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=363070212794780906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/363070212794780906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/363070212794780906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazed.html' title='amazed'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8680757471891568544</id><published>2007-11-20T22:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:01:42.982+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...-of-charge reading this blog. ok, that was lame. i'm free! crap! (a nice phrase followed by a not so nice word... o_O) exams are over, hopefully for the final time in my uni life. life resumes as normal now (eat, sleep &amp;amp; gaming, previously it was eat, sleep, study &amp;amp; gaming). mixed feelings now. on one hand, it feels great, u don't have this crazy exams at the end of the sem, but i know 1st hand that after this, working life is gonna be crappy. hence the i'm free &amp;amp; crap expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0LLNRfV6rI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8lbUxj8l0NY/s1600-h/The+scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0LLNRfV6rI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8lbUxj8l0NY/s320/The+scream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134889954049387186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ZOMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i've got 1 week+ to run around &amp;amp; do stuff! operayshun's on the 29th, and i'm freaking out. it'll be like opening a whole new world of "joy" &amp;amp; pain. i'll stone myself to death with drugs. oh, and i can't eat some stuff after the op. seafood especially. hence, i would like to go on a culinary tour involving seafood. ok, make that just a visit to laksa king for the famous seafood laksa (or was it the fish head laksa? hmmm...). and rose garden roast duck flied lice! wanna try it soon! =D.&lt;br /&gt;how's life u ask? LG. go figure... wahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm abit lame &amp;amp; high now. i'll just stop here before i embarass myself more. oh, 1 youtube clip again, just for those of u (still) having exams.&lt;br /&gt;tudeluu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDH7G4gQrEk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDH7G4gQrEk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/28087106-8680757471891568544?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8680757471891568544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8680757471891568544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8680757471891568544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8680757471891568544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/11/free.html' title='Free'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/R0LLNRfV6rI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8lbUxj8l0NY/s72-c/The+scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3788335647609549254</id><published>2007-11-04T19:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:17:53.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbing salt</title><content type='html'>...into ppl's wounds. yeah, that's exactly what's happening over the uni mail. i can't believe that ppl are so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hey mates&lt;br /&gt;My friend has lost a carhartt jacket today (2nd nov, Friday afternoon). It is very memorable to him so that I hope if anyone has found that please email me back or phone 0433 XXX XXX !  The descriptions as followed:  a green Camouflage carhartt waterproof jacket! It is remained in the table opposite to Eastern Kitchen inside Union House around 2 to 3 this afternoon. If anyone who found it please let me know as it is really important to him!! Thanks for your time!  P.S. This is not a spam mail!&lt;br /&gt;Best regards, XXX"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this was the very 1st email. i for 1 will not spend that much on that kind of jacket, but every1 is given a freedom to spend their money. Hence, i dun care if he bought it, and yes, srry to hear u've lost your jacket. however, i think the exam period has made ppl abit less... erm... nice.&lt;br /&gt;one of the numerous replies (this guy was trying to be funny, and yes, i found the motivational poster funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe it is camouflaged somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Ry1-tYcWPHI/AAAAAAAAADs/KR5REcNUWz8/s1600-h/camo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Ry1-tYcWPHI/AAAAAAAAADs/KR5REcNUWz8/s320/camo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128894868765424754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! i feel bad for the person, but this reply was humourous. others weren't so nice, like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lesson in life:&lt;br /&gt;Don't spend $400 dollars on a Carhartt jacket just because camouflage is the current trend! Does anyone realise you can buy pretty much the exact same jacket maybe by someone else for far less? I got one that's better than a Carhartt camo jacket and it cost about $50. Have fun being materialistic consumer whores!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The jokes on you mate...  Camouflage is not cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a straight reply to this by someone else :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not your forum. You're not cool, ___. Do you have to be such a bitch? No more lessons in life, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh well. life's a bitch, filled with bitches sometimes. back to work!&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/28087106-3788335647609549254?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3788335647609549254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3788335647609549254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3788335647609549254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3788335647609549254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/11/rubbing-salt.html' title='Rubbing salt'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Ry1-tYcWPHI/AAAAAAAAADs/KR5REcNUWz8/s72-c/camo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5633742289805130741</id><published>2007-10-31T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:44:45.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>o_O</title><content type='html'>yeah. the title says it all. i got a sinking feeling i'm gonna need specs. like soon. jst realised my right eye is now in quite bad shape... lazy eye gets lazier while the strong eye, well, not stronger but around the same or maybe slightly weaker...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-5633742289805130741?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5633742289805130741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5633742289805130741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5633742289805130741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5633742289805130741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/oo.html' title='o_O'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6056839282145456664</id><published>2007-10-28T15:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:31:58.931+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bla bla bla</title><content type='html'>exam's in 2 weeks. today, i can't seem to study due to a stomach upset, and lack of sleep due to the stomach upset (imagine waking up twice in the middle of the nite to go to the loo... =( ) anyhow... here's sesame street with an attitude.&lt;br /&gt;*warning: bert and ernie and lots lots lots of expletives...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z93Kvl3YMWQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z93Kvl3YMWQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine kids watching this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, the &lt;a href="http://www.superdickery.com/dick/1.html"&gt;untold truth of superman&lt;/a&gt;. what u don't get to read in the comics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6056839282145456664?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6056839282145456664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6056839282145456664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6056839282145456664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6056839282145456664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-735316101520919266</id><published>2007-10-20T21:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:41:13.647+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Animation</title><content type='html'>never mess with red sauce lovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd289/rook_kachiang/pasta.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for pasta! *boot*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about a love triangle between aragorn, boromir and legolas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd289/rook_kachiang/avatar_3440.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Tear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that memorable moment in Heroes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd289/rook_kachiang/yatta.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YATTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a good advice for u all... i do it as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd289/rook_kachiang/stressed.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-735316101520919266?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/735316101520919266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=735316101520919266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/735316101520919266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/735316101520919266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/animation_20.html' title='Animation'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8308772921745210549</id><published>2007-10-15T23:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:16:26.549+10:00</updated><title type='text'>priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scouring Sponge: $0.60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxNxs9YigYI/AAAAAAAAADA/2ClIOdzEZKo/s1600-h/sponge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxNxs9YigYI/AAAAAAAAADA/2ClIOdzEZKo/s320/sponge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121562218456056194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Windex :$4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxNy49YigZI/AAAAAAAAADI/eNtqZ5KsNrM/s1600-h/windex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxNy49YigZI/AAAAAAAAADI/eNtqZ5KsNrM/s320/windex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121563524126114194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electricity spent on cleaning: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxN0c9YigaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yz61mT-kPm0/s1600-h/Electric.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxN0c9YigaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yz61mT-kPm0/s320/Electric.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121565242113032610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning house 1 day before landlord comes for inspection: priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxN2ctYigcI/AAAAAAAAADc/dWUD5hi9u_M/s1600-h/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxN2ctYigcI/AAAAAAAAADc/dWUD5hi9u_M/s320/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121567436841320898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Totally unrelated to above... some youtube video of the proper way to enter a sushi shop and eat sushi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIb6ZSqal64"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIb6ZSqal64" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;edit: just in case anyone thinks this is real, it's not ok? it's just a parody... use ur own discretion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8308772921745210549?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8308772921745210549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8308772921745210549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8308772921745210549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8308772921745210549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/priceless.html' title='priceless'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RxNxs9YigYI/AAAAAAAAADA/2ClIOdzEZKo/s72-c/sponge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6499497912899854136</id><published>2007-10-12T17:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:41:57.755+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a decent result for my finals, hence graduate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to walk properly in time for graduation (assuming i do graduate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get knee back working properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get back to playing football/futsal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get pr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earn money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;earn more money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6499497912899854136?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6499497912899854136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6499497912899854136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6499497912899854136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6499497912899854136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3020889840429718961</id><published>2007-10-12T15:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:46:59.454+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;don't you find it amusing? when people look at your name and has a puzzled look? my surname sure has the aussies a little puzzled whenever they try to pronounce my surname. i mean, for us it's so usual, but for them, when they see my surname, i just can't help but try to control my laughter. it's as tho my surname was something like "zwivczxtwdfch". you get the idea. Ng. proud of the surname, and an endless source of laughter. 2 scenarios which always happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 1:&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : *squints eyes when she sees my surname* Mr...... Rui?&lt;br /&gt;me        : ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;br /&gt;Tutor : *same eye-squint action, eyebrows come together...* Rui N-G? (pronounced as en-gee)&lt;br /&gt;me        : *tries not to laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, another youtube video, jst for laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sHzdsFiBbFc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sHzdsFiBbFc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Nice web, mr. crack spider... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3020889840429718961?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3020889840429718961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3020889840429718961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3020889840429718961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3020889840429718961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/name.html' title='Name'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-9021942988849707625</id><published>2007-10-09T21:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:35:14.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Error</title><content type='html'>wtf?! ms word is out to get me grammatically wrong...... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rwtffa1smfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WDikCMh0q3g/s1600-h/stupidmsword.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rwtffa1smfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WDikCMh0q3g/s320/stupidmsword.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119290394821827058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on it if you can't read it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit: my england all also wrong... "there are two questions raised..." / "are there any allowable deductions on this and is there any FBT associated with this as well..." =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rwtffa1smfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WDikCMh0q3g/s1600-h/stupidmsword.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-9021942988849707625?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/9021942988849707625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=9021942988849707625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9021942988849707625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9021942988849707625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/error.html' title='Error'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rwtffa1smfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WDikCMh0q3g/s72-c/stupidmsword.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-666100459601015013</id><published>2007-10-06T16:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:22:07.625+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance dance!</title><content type='html'>oops, i mean march...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSGmx8c2AM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSGmx8c2AM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algorithm March!&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?! no? why not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i'll put up one which is better... geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/92IWqopETfI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/92IWqopETfI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Okgo"&gt;okgo&lt;/a&gt; - here we go again&lt;br /&gt;This was their breakthru video... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool? yeah... now for sitting there watching these two videos, please follow the following videos exercise regime. You'll feel &lt;s&gt;like a jackass&lt;/s&gt; healthier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wK03e2e7ne4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wK03e2e7ne4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;best done in pairs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-666100459601015013?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/666100459601015013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=666100459601015013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/666100459601015013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/666100459601015013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance-dance.html' title='Dance dance!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1061893442007528737</id><published>2007-10-05T23:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:40:43.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Subtle hint...</title><content type='html'>...that i need to lose weight. This pic shows it.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RwY9aMoXmwI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Ot2b-O5q0I/s1600-h/P05-10-07_23.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RwY9aMoXmwI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Ot2b-O5q0I/s320/P05-10-07_23.33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117845546829585154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;pardon the quality of the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, it's a screw. why you ask? on to the next pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RwY93soXmxI/AAAAAAAAACw/Jl1b6cYQkUc/s1600-h/P05-10-07_23.29%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RwY93soXmxI/AAAAAAAAACw/Jl1b6cYQkUc/s320/P05-10-07_23.29%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117846053635726098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see the whole picture now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ZOMG! my belt buckle exploded! and i can't find the other part of the screw! NUUUUuuUuu! must... lay... off... my... junk... food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*opens a packet of peanut m&amp;amp;ms*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1061893442007528737?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1061893442007528737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1061893442007528737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1061893442007528737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1061893442007528737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/subtle-hint.html' title='Subtle hint...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RwY9aMoXmwI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Ot2b-O5q0I/s72-c/P05-10-07_23.33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1349217572894476651</id><published>2007-10-04T15:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:53:48.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'>November Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously. Guns N' Roses fans, don't shoot me please. Finals during this month, sure pain right? Not only that tho. Surgery has now been scheduled on Nov 29th (the last i know of). Now, u guys think not pain meh?&lt;br /&gt;This is how the surgery is gonna be done. Arthroscopically. Puncture 2 holes in my knee. They're gonna use my hamstring tendon to replace the ruptured ACL. 1 incision there. Now, the big question is, WTF will happen to my hamstring? some tendons missing. can function properly or not after that? He said it will grow back, albeit, not as strong as before. and the only side effect is some leg movements which we hardly do. hopefully he's not lying. So, yes. i'd be lying if i said i'm not worried about what will happen. all surgeries will have risks. what if something screwed up? not going to go there tho. i have faith in my specialist. I have faith in an ex-Uni of Melb student. lol. Mr D____, my knee is in ur hands.&lt;br /&gt;My immediate target after the surgery? walk properly in time for my graduation (assuming i pass everything... o_O).&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/28087106-1349217572894476651?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1349217572894476651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1349217572894476651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1349217572894476651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1349217572894476651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/november-pain.html' title='November Pain'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6873025832474406064</id><published>2007-10-02T22:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:17:58.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>do u have facebook-itis? if any of the below fits your description, please contact the nearest shrink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHi-ZcvFV_0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHi-ZcvFV_0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you 1 of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FahBBnfHAQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FahBBnfHAQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe the slightly more serious case of facebook-itis? &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/28087106-6873025832474406064?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6873025832474406064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6873025832474406064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6873025832474406064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6873025832474406064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8889457355914397962</id><published>2007-09-29T13:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:13:47.605+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mooncake</title><content type='html'>3rd year in the row i'm missed out on my fave yam mooncake... oh noes... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8889457355914397962?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8889457355914397962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8889457355914397962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8889457355914397962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8889457355914397962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/mooncake.html' title='mooncake'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5065782188011099604</id><published>2007-09-28T01:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:51:07.571+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 strangers i met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back last year at college square, i was on my way back to my apartment. super stressed day. everything seems bearing down. i was literally frowning. then going into a lift, there was a gwai-lou (not sure from where, but i think he was either aussie or english). u know la, us chinabengs, in lift we don't say high or anything. jst chill. same here. but i was frowning&lt;br /&gt;Gwai-lou    : hey man, chill. just relax.&lt;br /&gt;Me                : *stunned*&lt;br /&gt;Gwai-lou    : *showing some hand movements to indicate "chill, dude"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever u are, thank you. till now, whenever i think back of that very awkward moment, it's a funny moment which reminds me there's more to life than stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Prince Alfred's Hospital, day of knee injury. saw this aussie chic across the hall (2-3 metres away only la) going thru eye check-up. before that, I noticed her at the lobby already, since she and a few of her friends were really dressed up nicely. However, i noticed that she was tearing and she has a few cuts on her hands. the doctor walked out after the procedure was done. She stood at the doorway of her room.&lt;br /&gt;Me          : Hey there&lt;br /&gt;Chic      : Hi&lt;br /&gt;Me          : What happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;Chic    : we were at the bar, and the bartender was making us some shots. then, one of the glasses exploded. i'm here to check whether there's any glass fragments in my eyes. but, yeah, it seems to be ok now.&lt;br /&gt;Me          : o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, walking up the stairs with crutches (3 freaking flights of stairs! No lifts! @#$$@% at amount of labour to get to apartment), my neighbour [dunno her name] who lives at no. 21 saw me. both of us were walking up the steps.&lt;br /&gt;Neighbour: wat happend?&lt;br /&gt;Me                 : sports injury. soccer accident.&lt;br /&gt;Neighbour: oh. Guys and their sports, it's just dangerous. Why do u play sports?&lt;br /&gt;Me                 : isn't sports supposed to make u healthy?&lt;br /&gt;Neighbour: are u fit &amp;amp; healthy now?&lt;br /&gt;Me                 : *char dou &amp;amp; continues to labour climbing the stairs with crutches*&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/28087106-5065782188011099604?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5065782188011099604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5065782188011099604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5065782188011099604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5065782188011099604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/perfect-stranger.html' title='Perfect Stranger'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8909491787943302685</id><published>2007-09-26T02:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T02:28:14.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>November Rain</title><content type='html'>Crazy song by Guns N' Roses... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siBoLc9vxac"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siBoLc9vxac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see a love restrained&lt;br /&gt;But darlin' when I hold you&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothin' lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;And we both know hearts can change&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard to hold a candle&lt;br /&gt;In the cold November rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through this such a long long time&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lovers always come and lovers always go&lt;br /&gt;An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today&lt;br /&gt;Walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could take the time&lt;br /&gt;to lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;I could rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Just knowin' that you were mine&lt;br /&gt;All mine&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to love me&lt;br /&gt;then darlin' don't refrain&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll just end up walkin'&lt;br /&gt;In the cold November rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need some time...on your own&lt;br /&gt;Do you need some time...all alone&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs some time...&lt;br /&gt;on their own&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know you need some time...all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to keep an open heart&lt;br /&gt;When even friends seem out to harm you&lt;br /&gt;But if you could heal a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't time be out to charm you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I need some time...on my&lt;br /&gt;own&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I need some time...all alone&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs some time...&lt;br /&gt;on their own&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know you need some time...all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when your fears subside&lt;br /&gt;And shadows still remain&lt;br /&gt;I know that you can love me&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one left to blame&lt;br /&gt;So never mind the darkness&lt;br /&gt;We still can find a way&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothin' lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;Even cold November rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ya think that you need somebody&lt;br /&gt;Don't ya think that you need someone&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs somebody&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8909491787943302685?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8909491787943302685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8909491787943302685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8909491787943302685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8909491787943302685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/november-rain.html' title='November Rain'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2496584264135107190</id><published>2007-09-19T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:24:50.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed</title><content type='html'>...is something i won't feel and haven't felt. it feels strange, losing an outlet for releasing stress. i admit, i'm getting irritable easier these days. how i used to go crazy on the football fields, was very much an outlet. at the end of the day, win or lose, it somehow feels good. running around, chasing a ball, makes u feel alive. adrenaline rush. strains on muscles. funny how u feel old when u're not exercising at all. meh.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i know i wasn't that fast in the 1st place.... at least i could sprint a little ok...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2496584264135107190?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2496584264135107190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2496584264135107190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2496584264135107190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2496584264135107190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/speed.html' title='Speed'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2532936461016599826</id><published>2007-09-14T16:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:21:56.127+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a nice guy</title><content type='html'>intro-ed to this by Mings... thanx!&lt;br /&gt;this goes to all the nice guys out there... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrnK-qPARYI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrnK-qPARYI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a nice guy part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMGeWGvDHTA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMGeWGvDHTA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a nice guy part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5lJL2peXik"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5lJL2peXik" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a nice guy part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;check out www.wongfuproductions.com to check out more cool videos from them (maybe buy stuff from them as well)! no, this is an unpaid advert... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-2532936461016599826?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2532936461016599826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2532936461016599826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2532936461016599826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2532936461016599826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-nice-guy.html' title='Just a nice guy'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-949144592384329138</id><published>2007-09-08T11:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:48:10.545+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you, me and the knee</title><content type='html'>aitez, you've seen a standard scan of a screwed up acl, now i'll show u a stock scan of a good, beautiful and fully functional knee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuH9jHJYLnI/AAAAAAAAACY/HV4LwwNX86o/s1600-h/acl_mri_normal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuH9jHJYLnI/AAAAAAAAACY/HV4LwwNX86o/s320/acl_mri_normal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107642232070483570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.emedx.com/emedx/diagnosis_information/knee_disorders/acl_mri_pictures.htm"&gt;emedx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the strong and beautiful creation named the anterior cruciate ligament. looks pretty damn solid in this pic. now onwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuST5XJYLoI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZTuww_KDrXk/s1600-h/my+acl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuST5XJYLoI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZTuww_KDrXk/s320/my+acl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108370491020160642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My knee = gg. a perfect speciment of a screwed up knee.&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/28087106-949144592384329138?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/949144592384329138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=949144592384329138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/949144592384329138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/949144592384329138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-me-and-knee.html' title='you, me and the knee'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuH9jHJYLnI/AAAAAAAAACY/HV4LwwNX86o/s72-c/acl_mri_normal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1961747306460654619</id><published>2007-09-07T00:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:24:51.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bury my heart at wounded knee</title><content type='html'>hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lol, yes, suddenly thought of using famous titles or filmnames for my title.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, life's ok, for now. i'm resuming life like pre-august 5th. jst went to see the specialist today. got back my mri scans (10 sheets in all! zomg!). and he pointed out, that as was suspected, the injury was acl. my roommate keeps asking me whether i'm feeling worried seeing him, thinking about my future. frankly, i dun give a sh1t anymore. i just want to continue life.&lt;br /&gt;jst a thought, if i undergo surgery, wouldn't that open up a whole new world of pain? joy. cut up my hamstring to get the tendon, &amp; replace my acl. doubly joyful diddly diddly. lol, i've felt all kinds of pain in my life, who wouldn't feel blessed? hahaha. oh well, jst hope the experience will put me in good stead in the future. been told i should exercise (yes craig, i hope so too soon, as soon as i dun feel pain in my knee), any exercise such as going to gym or things like jogging/cycling, anything but things which i have to constantly stop and twist my knee or something. "if not ur knee will collapse..." warned the good doctor. O_O. but isn't it a miracle? i'm walking with 1 ligament missing!&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuAMXXJYLmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Id-Ck9SsmKw/s1600-h/acl_mri_torn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuAMXXJYLmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Id-Ck9SsmKw/s320/acl_mri_torn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107095572928015970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from&lt;a href="http://www.emedx.com/emedx/diagnosis_information/knee_disorders/acl_mri_pictures.htm"&gt; emedx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;will post up my actual mri scan, if i can somehow capture it with my oh-so-wonderful hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: looking at my mri scan, holy cow! looks almost the same!&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/28087106-1961747306460654619?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1961747306460654619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1961747306460654619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1961747306460654619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1961747306460654619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/09/bury-my-heart-at-wounded-knee.html' title='bury my heart at wounded knee'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RuAMXXJYLmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Id-Ck9SsmKw/s72-c/acl_mri_torn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-7129806641822087068</id><published>2007-09-03T12:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:26:19.442+10:00</updated><title type='text'>life or something like it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nope, not talking about that movie. lol. anyhow, settling back to my old routine (w/out the football and futsal tho). could walk for like 1 and a half weeks now, albeit still limping and not being able to fully straighten my leg or bend it fully. i wonder how long will it be b4 i can finally jog or run. but yeah, taking this day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, how many ppl hav actually done an mri scan in their lives? yes, i did it last week on monday. hahaha. but hell it was painful. imagine they strapped ur leg and u're not able to move much in it. yup, it's ok at 1st, snug n fit. then it drags on and on. at 1st yes, 3 mins, dat's fine. den another 3. n another 3. n another 3. seemed endless at that time. and my knee was hurting bad. like something was trying to pull apart my knee.&lt;br /&gt;nurse: everything ok there?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah, but it's starting to hurt&lt;br /&gt;nurse: hmm, i can't relli do anything cos if i do, it will mess up the scans. so bear with me yeh? jst another 2 more scans, around 2 minutes each (she was lying, it was 3 mins each! as i found out later)&lt;br /&gt;me: T_T&lt;br /&gt;yes, dat same feeling when i 1st got the injury. the michael buble album they played for me didn't seem to be having much effect of making me more relaxed. not when u're hurting quite bad. wish i had a stress ball or something then. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst had dj reunion yesterday (w/out quite a few dj-ians actually... lol...). not 2 bad, had fun meeting up with old frens n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20legend, always remembered. mayb i should retire jst like solskjaer. hahaha.&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/28087106-7129806641822087068?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/7129806641822087068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=7129806641822087068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anterior_cruciate_ligament_injury"&gt;Anterior Cruciate Ligament Injury&lt;/a&gt;. i loathe the sound of it. but i have to deal with it. now to look forward to getting back to resuming my life, and taking it day by day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4397504371290946815?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4397504371290946815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4397504371290946815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4397504371290946815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4397504371290946815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/08/acl.html' title='ACL'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1168281766520343199</id><published>2007-08-12T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:36:06.732+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;feeling scared right now. who wouldn't, when on wednesday, the specialist is going to give u a clear idea of what's wrong and what's recommended. i don't want to go under the knife. not now. not this sem. i've got only a little more to go before i finish my degree. it's so scary that with what he says, a lot of things will be changed from henceforth. many thots go thru my mind, like, will i get good news from him? will i get really bad news? my mind and my heart are telling 2 different things. 1 wants to make believe that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;getting better. and it won't be long before i'm back to my 2 feet, mayb not playing football, but more of doing jogging, and having the prospect of playing football nxt time. on the other hand, i can tell that, there's no strength in my knee (mayb due to not putting any weight on it for like a week) and that the sound i heard was really as bad as it sounded.&lt;br /&gt;i feel afraid. i feel angry for chasing that ball. i wanna just get thru this sem without the crutches and on both legs asap. pray for me, will you, guys?&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/28087106-1168281766520343199?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1168281766520343199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1168281766520343199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1168281766520343199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1168281766520343199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3517947772366430408</id><published>2007-08-08T21:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:16:03.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>anger, sadness n hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes, kind of an emo post, so be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 5th of august, i screwed up my knee. yes, i did. playing soccer. and 3 days later, i've received news that, my knee is really screwed up, but will still have to see a specialist about it. the most worrying thing is that i heard a crack. even allen nearby me could hear it. no it's no one's fault, and the person i blame is myself. i understand i'm too gung-ho at times, when i should be slowing down. my body is not what my mind makes of it. and when u get injured, u just wait. and rest. and rest sommore. i'm angry that i went for that ball. i am. i'm sad to think that, i really should give up on this sport. my body is not what i make of it, and i don't think i wanna injure myself again. if it's 1 major injury, fine. but now it's 2, and i really don't want to be a burden to anyone anymore. sometimes i wish that, this injury was just a dream. that if i wake up 2moro, it was just a dream. but every morning, for the past 3 days, i wake up, and i see my bandaged knee. i just wish i could punch my heart out. i wanna run. i wanna make those nice passes where ppl will all go wow. i wanna dribble, even tho i've never been able to do it well. i wanna run and chase the ball. i wanna do everything someone can while playing football. i wanna feel the adrenaline rush, and the joy when we win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, i hate my heavy and bulky frame.&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/28087106-3517947772366430408?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3517947772366430408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3517947772366430408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3517947772366430408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3517947772366430408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/08/anger-sadness-n-hurt.html' title='anger, sadness n hurt'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-9201665592197561866</id><published>2007-07-30T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:41:28.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>osama played in the asia cup finals!</title><content type='html'>i'm serious! osama played in the asia cup finals!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rq2VrWK5aBI/AAAAAAAAACI/p7X3PHdWASs/s1600-h/osama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rq2VrWK5aBI/AAAAAAAAACI/p7X3PHdWASs/s320/osama.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092891325544097810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/soccer/iraqs-historic-asian-cup-win/2007/07/30/1185647753032.html"&gt;theage.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i didn't lie! rite? rite?&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/28087106-9201665592197561866?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/9201665592197561866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=9201665592197561866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9201665592197561866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9201665592197561866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/07/osama-played-in-asia-cup-finals.html' title='osama played in the asia cup finals!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/Rq2VrWK5aBI/AAAAAAAAACI/p7X3PHdWASs/s72-c/osama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4898448610403710477</id><published>2007-07-29T21:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:52:42.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rook's Random Rants Rambled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bloody hell, mate. 1st week of the sem is down. it's like u're reaching the end of playtime. or in football terms, warm up's over, time to get down to the real thing. it's kinda unsettling at times. u hear alot of ppl telling u, enjoy studies, cos work is gonna be quite hellish. gah. enuff of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel i'm growing old. seriously. i used to remember when i was a kid, my elder bro &amp;amp; i prefer cream of chicken, and my parents always preferred cream of mushroom. i can tell u now, i'm starting to be like my parents. not only that, the other day, i went to my hairdresser friend's shop for a haircut. this is his exact words halfway...&lt;br /&gt;YH: eh, rc (that's how he calls me), the front portion of your hair is thinning.&lt;br /&gt;Me: i know... i think i gotta layoff on the instant noodles *sighs in my heart*&lt;br /&gt;YH: nah, it's not too bad yet.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;nxt time, if u see me shave my head botak, u know why. not because i need a change, but more of instead of my hair thinning, i'll beat it by shaving bald. muahahaha. exactly like those weird scenario comics, "you can't fire me, cos i quit!".&lt;br /&gt;on the same note, i kinda regret not changing my hairstyle from the very conventional &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; rook look. mayb a mohawk or maybe somthing outlandish. i really wanna try something new before i have to look the same as everyone else who are working - decent and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know nike's catchphrase? just do it? u all should adopt it. don't procrastinate. just do it now."&lt;br /&gt;words of a wise man - my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fitting piece. when?&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/28087106-4898448610403710477?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4898448610403710477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4898448610403710477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4898448610403710477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4898448610403710477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/07/rooks-random-rants-rambled.html' title='Rook&apos;s Random Rants Rambled'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4686401526803349337</id><published>2007-07-25T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:08:01.244+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Robbers - Eff-ing hate them!</title><content type='html'>FARK! that's what i really want to shout out now. seriously eff-ing pissed right now. my mum was robbed by those malay indon fuckers who rides around in bikes last week. and to top it all off, i feel helpless, being so far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Story as told by my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending my younger bro to skool, my mum of cos, comes back home to get ready for work. usually, my mum is very rational and as she says, will always look out for motorbikes (this is due to the fact that my area has a lot of these kind of cases where there are robberies right in front of ppl's houses) or any of those sort which has a probability of being robbed. anyhow, she parked close to my house as shown in the diagram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqdK-2K5aAI/AAAAAAAAACA/5bcVd69h8CY/s1600-h/map.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqdK-2K5aAI/AAAAAAAAACA/5bcVd69h8CY/s320/map.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091120347319199746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as she parked she saw a motorbike pass by. she was thinking, "right, a bike, be careful...". the bike passed by and into a small lane/lorong. she thot, "ok, it should be ok now..." and got out of the car, locked it and walked towards home. then, she heard the motorbike engine sound again. my mum thot, "pai kar foh" or shite as we might say. she thot of walking back into the car, but if she does that, her handbag will face the street, so she did the most rational thing i would do as well. rush towards home/safety. got to the gate,went in and was about to lock/latch it but it was too late. the motorbike was just in front of her, and there were 2 guys on it. 1 got off and there was a tug-of-war to open/close the gate. my mum, being a woman, is not as strong as those malay indon faggots. he pushed it open, and in doing so knocked the gate onto my mum's head. my mum stumbled back, fell and her head bled. i can tell u this. when u're being robbed, NEVER EVER try to fight back. this has always been my parents advice to my bros n me. my mum walked the walk then. she threw her whole handbag at the faggot, and said "ambil-lah" or take it for u guys who don't understand malay. he took it, and was about to get back on the bike, but he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;"shit, he might want to get into the house..."&lt;br /&gt;i would think the same thing, but fortunately he got on and rode off. my mum got up and steadied herself. and she saw this, lying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqdFfWK5Z_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EOoSDwuCwRk/s1600-h/Parang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqdFfWK5Z_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EOoSDwuCwRk/s320/Parang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091114308595181554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT WAS A FARKING KNIFE! and as described by my mum, it was a foot long. A FARKING FOOT LONG! it's about as long as the footlong subs we eat at subway! my mum got back in and from there my elder bro called the police. the patrol car came by quite fast (i applaud this), picked up the knife, and asked my mum to make a report. she did, and was asked to go for a medical checkup at University Hospital. and after the check up, they DID NOT help dress up the wounds and stuff. all they gave was jst painkillers. WTF seriously. and not only that, they said the report at the police station was not enough, must go to another police station at kelana jaya. only after that did my mum go to Assunta Hospital (where she works as well) to seek treatment.&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to put up with this kind of basterds. i farking look down on this kind of ppl. don't want to work and want to get easy money by robbing ppl. thank God she's safe and sound, with only a few minor injuries (sprained left wrist, knock on the head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, take care yea? stay safe n stay strong, mum.&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/28087106-4686401526803349337?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4686401526803349337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4686401526803349337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4686401526803349337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4686401526803349337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/07/robbers-eff-ing-hate-them.html' title='Robbers - Eff-ing hate them!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqdK-2K5aAI/AAAAAAAAACA/5bcVd69h8CY/s72-c/map.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3645996181172222559</id><published>2007-07-24T23:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:20:09.658+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lots</title><content type='html'>bad bad rook! updates his blog only after a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srry about de lack of updates, relli had a lot of ideas at the top of my head, but didn't relli got about updating the blog. 2day was a day of many things happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jst realised that, 2day was de beginning of the end. yes, u heard me rite. de beginning of the end. i'll elaborate now so jst be patient. as i was saying, 2dat was the beginning of the end. my very 1st lecture of my last sem in uni. *cue for u guys to start saying "zomgbbqwtf!"*. after this, i won't be studying at a proper uni full time, and even if i do study, it would be part-time. 1 word to describe this feeling. scary. and i'll add to the statistic of either the working force, or the unemployed. GG-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYG52K5Z8I/AAAAAAAAABg/RmqfAb6Fexo/s1600-h/sleep-learning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYG52K5Z8I/AAAAAAAAABg/RmqfAb6Fexo/s320/sleep-learning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090764019652454338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No more of this... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYHL2K5Z9I/AAAAAAAAABo/j2PsJcjRpks/s1600-h/sleeping-at-work-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYHL2K5Z9I/AAAAAAAAABo/j2PsJcjRpks/s320/sleeping-at-work-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090764328890099666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i do hope i'm having fun while i'm working. or at least, it's somthing interesting and i don't find it a chore to go to work. but yeah, it's hard to find an accounting job that's fun.&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/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYCi2K5Z7I/AAAAAAAAABY/qQv3OtwH3EM/s1600-h/henry-and-ronaldinho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYCi2K5Z7I/AAAAAAAAABY/qQv3OtwH3EM/s320/henry-and-ronaldinho.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090759226468951986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example of having fun while working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pic courtesy of soccerlens.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after class, went to smith st with me housemates (3rd time in like what, 3 weeks?) since james asked me to go and i said yes. with my injured right leg (someone kneed my thigh) i limped along. and the stupid part was at essential man (my fave place! but i told myself i can't buy anything, and i didn't. lol) . a guy approached me and asked me, "sorry, where's the changing rooms?" F#$%~! do i look like a worker there?! and i wasn't wearing any essential man stuff there! gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at nite, with my limping leg, i STILL played futsal! "um chi sei ar?!" or literally, "dunno death ar?!" in cantonese. i went to make up the numbers dammit! we had 4 players only, and poor ol' rook tagged along to make up the 5th dude. anyway, that's beside the point. halfway thru the match, we could hear from our court, the neighbouring court's ref was blowing his whistle like mad. our ref tried to stop the time before running over, but failed in his haste. then, one of the neighbouring courts players ran to our court. being keh poh chis (busybodies), we looked at what was happening. someone was bleeding in the eye and there were argues and lotsa shouting. someone had headbutted the other fella, and now he was bleeding. most likely the dude who ran over to our court. omg! and one of the players from the opponents whom we were playing against commented, "he sure is going to wait for him outside later". another one was happy to see some "claret" (go figure). crazy moment of the day, seriously. for the record, we drew our game 3-3 after being 3-1 down with yours truly at goal. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/28087106-3645996181172222559?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3645996181172222559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3645996181172222559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3645996181172222559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3645996181172222559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/07/lots.html' title='lots'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RqYG52K5Z8I/AAAAAAAAABg/RmqfAb6Fexo/s72-c/sleep-learning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1719509098285502219</id><published>2007-06-29T04:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:05:02.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>revamp?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;planning 2 personalise dis blog but yeah, kinda cracking my head on how 2 do it... i'll c about it, soon enuff...&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/28087106-1719509098285502219?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1719509098285502219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1719509098285502219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1719509098285502219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1719509098285502219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/revamp.html' title='revamp?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3047581076632818958</id><published>2007-06-29T03:53:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:03:09.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers FTW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RoP1u-rMWyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DON51_3xAlk/s1600-h/transformers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RoP1u-rMWyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DON51_3xAlk/s320/transformers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081174992051002146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jst watched it &amp; yeah, i'm pretty much speechless... maybe it's jst me. yeah, rook loves transformers. i hav an autobot t-shirt (petaling st 1, not authentic, tho i'd love 2 get authentic autobot n decepticon shirts... mmm...) personally, i'd give it a 8.5-9/10. almost perfect, but a few things were lacking. i'd love 2 say it but those who haven't watched it will bang their heads on de keyboard if i type it out... so, reviews later... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3047581076632818958?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3047581076632818958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3047581076632818958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3047581076632818958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3047581076632818958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/transformers-ftw.html' title='Transformers FTW!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RoP1u-rMWyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DON51_3xAlk/s72-c/transformers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-5604276638611758452</id><published>2007-06-27T02:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T02:07:48.207+10:00</updated><title type='text'>signs ur washing machine is spoilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;U hear loud noises which sounds like ur washing machine. From ur room. which is like 5-10 metres away from de washing machine. with both ur door n de laundry room/toilet door closed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U c ur washing machine shaking like mad. moving 1-2 cm everytime de drum makes a rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U c a spring on de floor (enuff said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U feel de floor is wet. wif soap water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U notice de washing machine is moving towards u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-5604276638611758452?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/5604276638611758452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=5604276638611758452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5604276638611758452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/5604276638611758452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/signs-ur-washing-machine-is-spoilt.html' title='signs ur washing machine is spoilt'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3785985754060418670</id><published>2007-06-25T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T01:06:03.961+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay wins 100m in year’s fastest time</title><content type='html'>got ur attention...? it certainly got mine... i thot de men's 100m was only 4 men... den i read de 2nd line...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/sports/story.asp?file=/2007/6/24/sports/18118984&amp;sec=sports"&gt;Tyson Gay&lt;/a&gt; posted the fastest time in the world this year – 9.84 – to win the men's 100m title on Friday at the US outdoor athletics championships."&lt;br /&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/28087106-3785985754060418670?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3785985754060418670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3785985754060418670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3785985754060418670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3785985754060418670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/gay-wins-100m-in-years-fastest-time.html' title='Gay wins 100m in year’s fastest time'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-9175709292891860067</id><published>2007-06-24T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:48:50.904+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jst a funny thot</title><content type='html'>me n my roomate were like thinking... de cashiers at safeway or any particular shopping complex alwiz greets u, "hi, how're u doing?"&lt;br /&gt;so, wat if we give them a relli weird reply? like say, "quite bad, quite bad" and jst look towards de floor... or perhaps, "very bad" n start crying... wat would their reaction b like? or my favourite, mayb somthing like say, "u better f--- off..." n jst stare at de cashier... wat would their reaction b?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-9175709292891860067?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/9175709292891860067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=9175709292891860067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9175709292891860067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/9175709292891860067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/jst-funny-thot.html' title='jst a funny thot'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-783154756333808797</id><published>2007-06-16T03:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T03:51:18.480+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, tinkered around with my blog (or rather, updated or upgraded it) den lost my cbox... lolz, sommore i dunno which 1 i used... hahaha... oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-783154756333808797?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/783154756333808797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=783154756333808797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/783154756333808797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/783154756333808797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-tinkered-around-with-my-blog-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-2879369710771206479</id><published>2007-06-15T19:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:56:20.851+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AYAM FLEA!</title><content type='html'>ok, jst in case u guys din get it, it means "i am free"... like i nided 2 tell u guys... =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah, de sky was bluer than blue, de sun sunnier than sunny, and de air colder than cold... (yes, it did seem this way k...) why u ask... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why...  &lt;/span&gt;Exams r over...! *merdeka song plays* yes, it's finally over, exams and all... i'm jst 1 sem short from graduating...! zomg...! (assuming dear ol' rook here does pass his exams... =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst a happy post, many stupid things happened during de exam... 1st, on de 1st day of my exams, got dis person, who was late like 30mins plus i think... de examiner refused 2 let him take de paper w/out som permission or somthing like dat... u could c de fella seriously got de sad look, like wanna cry liao... lucky for him he managed 2 get de permission or somthing like dat... good on ya...!&lt;br /&gt;dis morning even better during the last day of exam... usually outside of the toilet, got 2 examiners... dey will b there 2 ensure u got no hp when going in... why ar, u ask urself la... and they hav dis device 2 detect whether u got hp ok... dman geng... so i went 2day la, in2 de toilet... (bad habit of going 2 toilet during exams... sigh, seriously cannot tahan ok...?) den on my way 2 de wash basin, i saw de examiner... staring at de condom machine, still holding de device at his hands... quite stunned... i went 2 wash hands n leave, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;staring at the condom machine... n i thot this kinda machines were normals... machans mayn diff la, but them...? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJdwxVoJSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gVkXpIS_HIw/s1600-h/condmachine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJdwxVoJSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gVkXpIS_HIw/s320/condmachine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076222822459122978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;scene was reenacted 4 de readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;can any1 guess wat he's thinking about...? my best guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJfCRVoJTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ibZEMYC4XTE/s1600-h/condmachtext.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJfCRVoJTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ibZEMYC4XTE/s320/condmachtext.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076224222618461490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJgmBVoJUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/12KylHsYARE/s1600-h/condmachtext2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJgmBVoJUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/12KylHsYARE/s320/condmachtext2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076225936310412610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJhiBVoJVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tM7jNFDuLA0/s1600-h/condmachtext3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJhiBVoJVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tM7jNFDuLA0/s320/condmachtext3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076226967102563666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so how, u c de examiner like dat u feel like finishing or doing ur exam still or not? hahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, den during my 3rd paper, i went 2 toilet twice (seriously seriously beh tahan ok?)... there was dis section where there should hav been ppl taking 4 exam... ALL EMPTY... n i look at de section i'm at, all still around... zomg... som ppl doing an easy paper beside us doing som tough financial accounting paper... T_T... 3rd year... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i noe, i suck at paint, wished i had adobe photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: no offence intended 2 de guy, so if u SOMEHOW managed 2 find dis very ULU blog from de entire internet, i'm jst kidding yeh?&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/28087106-2879369710771206479?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/2879369710771206479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=2879369710771206479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2879369710771206479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/2879369710771206479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/06/ayam-flea.html' title='AYAM FLEA!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hzdMgRBtl8s/RnJdwxVoJSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gVkXpIS_HIw/s72-c/condmachine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4420797177309629130</id><published>2007-05-30T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:55:25.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'>blur-dom</title><content type='html'>ever had that moment where u were seriously super blur? jst had 1 jst now at safeway... yes, i went 2 safeway at 11pm... wanted that cheap roast chicken but mana i tahu, all gone liao... all those cheapskates b4 me who wanted de cheap half-price roast chicken... sigh... anywayz, i went 2 the cashier, passed her all my items... yes, i was thinking of whether 2 use eftpos or 2 use de money i jst withdrew from atm... i thot 4 awhile, took out $20 den thot again, put it back in my wallet... when everything done, she said, "that would b $23.50..." thinking i had took out $20, i passed her $20... she abit stunned, ask again, "erm sir, that's $23.50..." i oso stone lo, cos i damn blur, i thot i had passed $40 2 her... "sir, u passed me only $20..." den only i realised, i damn sohem... passed her de 2nd $20 den quickly get my change n chiaoz...&lt;br /&gt;moral of story? dunno, u figure out la... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4420797177309629130?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4420797177309629130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4420797177309629130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4420797177309629130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4420797177309629130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/05/blur-dom.html' title='blur-dom'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1616023991593066356</id><published>2007-05-17T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T15:52:51.553+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think it takes more courage 2 say sorry than 2 say thank u... wat say u guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1616023991593066356?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1616023991593066356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1616023991593066356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1616023991593066356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1616023991593066356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-it-takes-more-courage-2-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3720138362031291237</id><published>2007-05-09T20:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:51:31.594+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lawl...</title><content type='html'>jst a small post, som link my housemate sent 2 me (thx james!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ejb.com/video/16167/Best_fight_scene_ever.html"&gt;http://www.ejb.com/video/16167/Best_fight_scene_ever.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! beat that spiderman! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on de same note, wat do u call green goblin's kids? answer 2 come later...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3720138362031291237?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3720138362031291237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3720138362031291237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3720138362031291237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3720138362031291237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/05/lawl.html' title='lawl...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8899710827036583301</id><published>2007-05-07T13:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T13:53:08.774+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose, ppl.. purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes, i noe it's been awhile since i last blogged... mayb it's out of laziness, de recent inflow of a lot of dota games, and de assgnmnts n mid terms... glad i'm done wif som of de mid terms n assgnmnt... 1 last assgnmnt b4 focusing on de biggie... dis post is gonna a bit philosophical so bear wif me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purpose. wat's our purpose in life? it feels weird asking urself dis q. purpose. getting thru uni? get a good job? get a nice wife? hav kids? jst as my roommate puts it, if u're such a simple person, 5 things will b ur landmarks in life. being born, getting good grades, get a nice wife, have kids, death. somhow, i can't help but think that might b jst me. there's a niggling feeling within me that, am i jst gonna fulfill this 5 things n den expire? am i supposed 2 do more? wat's MY reason of existence? i noe i'm destined 4 greater things, n i'm gonna try real hard so dat i won't hav jst those 5 landmarks like a simpletons' life. i wanna b a part of somthing great (of cos, not 2 de extend like being a gunman in a uni, dat's jst whack... o_O). i wanna b diff. i wanna make a difference. i do.&lt;br /&gt;4 now, let's jst say i hav 2 goals. get good grades n hav a great life. n indulge in dota n a decadent lifestyle. lolz.&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/28087106-8899710827036583301?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8899710827036583301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8899710827036583301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8899710827036583301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8899710827036583301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/05/purpose-ppl-purpose.html' title='Purpose, ppl.. purpose'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3707620128429074291</id><published>2007-04-09T22:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:43:54.009+10:00</updated><title type='text'>8th april...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(230, 230, 250);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out Donald Trump! You've got a head for business and money.&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it rich some day, even if you haven't figured out how yet.&lt;br /&gt;A supreme individualist, you shouldn't get stuck in a corporate job.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, make your own way - so that you can be the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your undying determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You require an opulent lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Plum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Dollar sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes... yesterday was my 21st b'day...! wootz... happy belated b'day 2 me...! i thot reaching de age 21 would b ground breaking n u would feel all de more diff... somehow i feel de same... mayb it's jst me... lolz... nothing special done on my b'day except de usual... dinner n after dinner activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Name: Ng Rui Chiang&lt;br /&gt;Status: Man (hey, i'm 21 after all)&lt;br /&gt;Status (r'ship): SINGLE..!! [damn, still looking 4 a chick after all these years... T.T vacancy available 4 chun chics... apply within...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've celebrated my 21st wif my family a long time ago, b4 i came over... i got de customary gold key...! muahaha... i'm old enuff 2 open de doors, and it has been activated yesterday... lolz... thank u, mum n dad...! (my elder bro got 1 4 his 21st as well, so confirm my younger bro sure get...) actually, dat's de only present i got, de rest r wishes n a b'day cake...! wootz...! no pics wif me as of yet, will get it soon... thanx 2 all de ppl who were there yesterday...! i is grateful n thankful 4 de dinner n de mahjong games after dat... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the blogthings up there, thot it go wif de theme... haha... critical examination on whether it is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"You'll make it rich some day, even if you haven't figured out how yet."&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; rook's kinda lazy, might b hard 2 achieve it, but deep down i noe i'm gonna make it big... lolz... hence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;KOREK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"A supreme individualist, you shouldn't get stuck in a corporate job.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, make your own way - so that you can be the boss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; SO WAT I WAS THINKING OF! i was thinking of working n climbing up de corporate ladder till a stage where i shall start a coy of my own, n b my own boss... muahaha... thus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;KOREK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Your strength: Your undying determination"&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; perhaps... am i determined in doing stuff...? perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNCERTAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Your weakness: You require an opulent lifestyle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=&gt; again, i think this might reflect me IF i had more money... atm, i constantly think of ways 2 save my money, but i oso wan 2 hav branded stuff n b seen... thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KOREK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(If got more money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de other 3 cannot say la, i oso dunno all this shit 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta end it here, as urs truly gotta study... *whimper*... 4 mid semester exams in 5 days... JOY... holiday = study break = study + ³√fun +  sieness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-3707620128429074291?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3707620128429074291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3707620128429074291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3707620128429074291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3707620128429074291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/04/8th-april.html' title='8th april...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-8521273004711794272</id><published>2007-03-26T19:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:05:00.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>soldier on</title><content type='html'>such a long road ahead&lt;br /&gt;destination known&lt;br /&gt;but what shall meet me there?&lt;br /&gt;soldier on soldier on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uphill n downhill&lt;br /&gt;the green grass n tarmac road&lt;br /&gt;my legs weary from the walk&lt;br /&gt;soldier on soldier on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind blows against me&lt;br /&gt;it's getting harder to walk on straight&lt;br /&gt;why must mother nature be so unfriendly?&lt;br /&gt;soldier on soldier on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i approach the destination&lt;br /&gt;the predicted outcome of disappointment happens again&lt;br /&gt;however deep inside i know i must&lt;br /&gt;soldier on soldier on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-8521273004711794272?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/8521273004711794272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=8521273004711794272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8521273004711794272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/8521273004711794272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/03/soldier-on.html' title='soldier on'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6577378793286883760</id><published>2007-03-26T19:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:57:04.177+10:00</updated><title type='text'>K</title><content type='html'>yes, this is gonna b a whining kind of post... i relli relli hate going 4 investments tutorial... de tutor isn't fit 4 teaching... it jst reiterates de fact that even if u're smart, it doesn't mean u can b a good or great tutor... at least i can pick up bits n pieces from de answers he writes (which leads 2 another point of whining... more on it later on...), de fact is, he can't teach...!!&lt;br /&gt;Reasons on y K must/should/can- not b a tutor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the way he speaks: yes, his england quite the powderful, which i seriously, can't stand... i mean, he can speak basic n perhaps a few words of english which are slightly tougher, but i dun think he should teach wif de standard of english he has... not only that, he eats his words somtimes, which is bad 4 a tutor... everything should b spoken out loud n clear... geez man...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;handwriting is like chicken scratches: i mean, i won't discriminate any tutors who dun use ohp 2 show us de answers... but if ur handwriting is quite bad, pls, oh PLS use an ohp 2 display de answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;explanation 50%: yes, he explains stuff, but i think somtimes 4 those who doesn't noe wat de hell is going on, u should at least explain how u got som of the calculations n stuff... n dun jst point 2 slide number so n so... outline de main points as well... he does point out important points, but i think he nids 2 do it much more often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;bah, i can go on, but bottom line is K shud not b a tutor... he's not gonna get a very good feedback from me at de end of de sem, but i will point out that, there r of cos pros of him teaching...eg, somtimes de method he uses, is unorthodox, but makes sense n makes me much more aware of how we should approach de question... then again, he's seriously quite bad as a tutor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6577378793286883760?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6577378793286883760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6577378793286883760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6577378793286883760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6577378793286883760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/03/k.html' title='K'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-4256974054459094580</id><published>2007-03-19T20:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:56:07.686+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tram (jumping)</title><content type='html'>tram /træm/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; A passenger vehicle for public use that runs on tracks in the road &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; A similar vehicle for carrying materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enuff of de definition... it's de very soul n blood of de everyday lifeness of de ppl in melb city (besides trains, bikes n cars)... urs truly will use it de very least once a month due 2 marketing commitments... u noe, go 2 market 2 buy vege n meat... haha... it's very expensive actually 4 international students, cos we dun get concession... $2.67 4 every 2 hours or $2.50 for de whole sunday... so wat's de nxt best thing? tram jumping... it's a sport actually, n de adrenaline rush u get from it is relli cool... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: de author does not condone tram-jumping, but is rather telling his past experience since he has now sort of decided not 2 jump any trams in de near future... &lt;/span&gt;tram inspectors r kinda easy 2 spot, with their big coats n yarra tram logo, they're unmissable... undercover inspectors, now, they're de &lt;s&gt;shitty&lt;/s&gt; tough ones 2 spot as they basically can b any1 around u...&lt;br /&gt;recent experience: tram jumping from ikea to city... i was dis close 2 being caught, as after validating, de ticket said expired n i only validated after de undercover agent blew her cover on another unsuspecting yet law-abiding civilian... fortunately, my actions made her not check my ticket but gave a warning 4 being so close 2 de ticket validating machine... another of my fren was caught, and sadly, will b fined.. T-T... wat can i say? jump trams at ur own risk, cos if u're caught, u got no1 2 blame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-4256974054459094580?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/4256974054459094580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=4256974054459094580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4256974054459094580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/4256974054459094580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/03/tram-jumping.html' title='tram (jumping)'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-3628240754526318727</id><published>2007-03-03T00:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:58:54.315+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wat happened during rook's hiatus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;harloz n alohaz...! it's been a long long time since i last blogged (3 months+... de exact time u all can go count urselves) and here i am now, after de hols n back in melb... i dunno y but i prefer 2 blog in melb... jst a preference i guess... wat i did in malaysia (m'sia)...? hmmm... not 2 sure... haha, nah, it's below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, as most of u noe, i did vacation training... i dunno y ppl find it such a bother n stuff, but i find it intriguing n interesting at times (i mean, there're bad times as well, where they ask u 2 jst chill n relax, n u're bored out of ur wits...)... i was sent 2 a company which i shall name "R"cos i'm not 2 sure i can say it out... but anywayz, i was there 4 de whole 2 months (except a week where i was sent 2 another coy, "P")... i worked wif 1 of de coolest groups 1 can ever get, wif 4 elder sisters n 2 elder brothers looking after me (sommore 2 of de elder sisters quite chun... lolz...) n i was pretty close 2 a brother, cos we were like quite new (me being a vt, and he jst joining in sept)... sitting outside at our "headquarters" and chatting about chics, life as a whole, and getting work done, it sure were fun times... master caster n master photocopier were probably 2 titles i got while working at R... any probs wif de photocopying machine...? consult rook... casting...? no worries, i can help u do it... lolz... that said, vt is a good experience, but u earn very minimal pay (it's called allowance, so dat jst says it all...) jst a big thanx 2 shee ghee, fahmi, ginny, mei yan, nurul, n khairul izzad 4 making it a nice experience 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than dat ar... mostly getting rdy 4 cny n going back 2 melb... many many gay cs (counterstrike, not c ass....) sessions wif de gang n me de 1 of few who is still working at dat time korbanzing sleep 4 it... but it was all good... mmm... oh, n i got in2 a small car accident... yeah, got knocked from behind but my fault or de other drivers fault, hard 2 say... 2 cut a long story short, i'm still awaiting de police decision on who's fault it was (but de police say it's highly likely my fault... sienz...) n zomgbbqwtf, de repair cost is so bloody alot...! T-T... insurance covered it but still, pain ler, u lose ur ncb (no claim bonus), pay som amount and sommore get demerit points ... sienz x2... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, quite uneventful, except during cny, where i went househopping wif frens... whee...! de group: craig (masta planna), cheezo, weng siong aka brian, likky, cammy, michelle n  jian eu ( de n was on purpose... lolz) , pui yen &amp; then urs truly... yes, i'm lazy 2 upload all de pics, so i'll jst link u ppl 2 my bud's blog wif de pics n description... &lt;a href="http://craigycraig.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-house-hoppingpart-1.html"&gt;househopping1&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://craigycraig.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-house-hoppingpart-2.html"&gt;househopping2&lt;/a&gt;... proceed wif caution, rook's at his lamest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's it 4 things about life from dec-feb... will update blog soon about life in melb again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneak preview:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;tram jumping: dangerous game?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heavenly lecturers &amp;amp; lecturers from hell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and much much more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*edit: de master planna was cheezo (chi ming)... 1000 apologies...&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/28087106-3628240754526318727?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/3628240754526318727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=3628240754526318727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3628240754526318727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/3628240754526318727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2007/03/wat-happened-during-rooks-hiatus.html' title='wat happened during rook&apos;s hiatus?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-1445712379864397289</id><published>2006-11-26T13:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T13:55:50.336+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of de year in aus (4 now)</title><content type='html'>quick... 1 word 2 describe de time in aus... it passed by very quick... and it was not bad... kinda like it here, but heck, can't wait 2 get back 2 m'sia... currently packing up my room, and it relli is in a big big mess... 1 more day, and i'm back... oh well, a very short short post, jst 2 keep de blog updated, so, cheers, and c ya nxt year aus...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-1445712379864397289?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/1445712379864397289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=1445712379864397289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1445712379864397289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/1445712379864397289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-of-de-year-in-aus-4-now.html' title='End of de year in aus (4 now)'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-6797691717924770570</id><published>2006-11-17T17:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:19:03.848+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Free...! wootz...! so, wat happens nxt...?</title><content type='html'>Howdy...! exams finally over...! bear wif me while i whine about anything n everything since de last time i posted up som stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, i din realise i'm supposed 2 moderate comments... OMIGOSH..! all de comments hav jst been posted out, so i oso will hav 2 look back at wat ppl say (erm, it's not moderating in my respect, it's jst letting de backlog flow... lolz...)  n yes, i will put up a tagboard, so dat any random nubs can decide 2 say anything n everything on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt on exams... HOW DE F^%@ DID ACE TURN OUT SO CATASTROPHIC 4 ME...?!?!? de other 3, nothing much 2 say except mayb could hav done them better if i had managed my time a liiiiiiittttlle bit better... but oh well, let bygones b bygones... all i'm hoping now is for my sweet loving God 2 allow me 2 pass ACE and i'm happy wif watever happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst another random whine, y do ppl like 2 put down other ppl...? recently, there was a segment on the news saying that there's gonna b a poll soon on determining de new 7 wonders of de world... de poll is supposed 2 start somtimes soon, but not 2 sure on how 2 do that 4 my part... anywayz, they were saying "de sydney opera house should b in de new 7 wonders of de world..." well, i'm fine wif dat till suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(scene in front of sydney opera house)&lt;br /&gt;aussie: sydney opera house is nice n should b in de wonders of de world...&lt;br /&gt;chinaman: yeah, it's nice, beautiful... great....&lt;br /&gt;aussie: yeah, it's a million times better than de great wall of china, rite...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf...? DUN SIMPLY PUT DOWN OTHER COUNTRY'S PRIDE LER...! i mean granted, sydney opera house does look magnificent, and it does look much nicer than de great wall of china, but still, y oh y do u hav 2 look down on it...? de poor laborers who slogged away must b rolling in their graves now... bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wootz, free n happy... tired after a long day... dat's dat 4 now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-6797691717924770570?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/6797691717924770570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=6797691717924770570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6797691717924770570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/6797691717924770570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/11/free-wootz-so-wat-happens-nxt-01beta.html' title='Free...! wootz...! so, wat happens nxt...?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116268731754241947</id><published>2006-11-05T11:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:41:57.553+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alrite... d-day starting from 2moro... 4 days, 3 exams... den 1 week break n den my final paper... den merdeka... nov 6, 8, 9, 17... wish me luck, kids...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-116268731754241947?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116268731754241947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116268731754241947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116268731754241947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116268731754241947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go...!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116247290471064887</id><published>2006-11-03T00:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:08:24.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to&lt;br /&gt;Bring me clarity&lt;br /&gt;This’ll take the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heart right out of me&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/28087106-116247290471064887?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116247290471064887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116247290471064887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116247290471064887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116247290471064887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116233233305548661</id><published>2006-11-01T08:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:54:46.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de 1 word there explains wat i feel now... gaping at wonder at many many things... 1stly, i'm done wif studies 4 the sem... shocking... kinda like, de whole 1 year of studying has come 2 an end, and i must say it was mightily quick... 2006 came n is about 2 end real soon... 2ndly, so many good n bad things happened in de lead up 2 exams... fm 2007 is out... gah..! and monday was a crappy day 2 study, since i woke up at 6 wif gastric... gah! and last nite, went 4 futsal (yes, omg, so close 2 exam...) but it was good, after like 5 hours of studying... and 2 top it off, we won after coming back from 1-0 down, wif urs truly hitting de post *thumbs up*... and then there's dis relli weird thing... for finance, i hav 4 feedback assgnmnts (where u get de marks from de best 3)... after doing de 1st 3, i felt lazy 2 do de last 1... so, i ended up doing it pretty crappy imo... however, surprise, surprise, i got a better mark than 1 of de other assgmnts... and de 1st 3, i put all my heart n soul into it... *2 thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;well, jst a short post, 2 keep things updated, can't wait 2 go back 2 m'sia... i truly miss m'sia now, after being here 4 so long... ah well... back 2 studies (at 9am... T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-116233233305548661?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116233233305548661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116233233305548661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116233233305548661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116233233305548661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow.html' title='wow...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116177750358330090</id><published>2006-10-25T21:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:42:16.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Working during hols....? GAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes, it's true... i've gotten myself in2 somthing which quite frankly, i feel both kinda excited and not 2 happy about as well... 2 words... vacation training... pwc (pricewaterhousecoopers for those of u who r living underneath a coconut shell...) has offered me a 2 month vacation training at kl... wat's worse, de timing is not exactly friendly 2 som1 nocturnal like me... it also took a hell of a long time 4 them 2 actually reply my email and send me an offer letter(actually, dey din... @.@)  or contract 4 me 2 sign... and i had 2 call them 2 get an update of wat's going on... "mayb it was lost in transaction..." yeah yeah... dat's wat dey all say, lol ;-) ... n dis was wat happened 2 me on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.30am &lt;/span&gt;(had 2 put in bold... u noe i dun do 9am...)&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring* (house phone rings)&lt;br /&gt;Me     : *grumble whine* (walks 2 pick up de phone)&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Good morning...! is dis apartmnt 2104?&lt;br /&gt;Me     : yeah... *blur* (if i did hear any other number i would hav gone "yeah" as well...)&lt;br /&gt;Me    : alrite, great... *still extremely blur*&lt;br /&gt;Lady : yup, so if u would jst come down 2 pick it up...&lt;br /&gt;Me    : now...?&lt;br /&gt;Lady : =.=" yes, now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... wat on earth, ppl courier stuff 2 u, of cos pick it up straightaway man... hahaha... when i got down, saw a dhl man... seriously damn blur... i heard him say somthing about writing name n signing... at dat time cannot think properly, so had 2 look at wat other ppl did... but i did get de package n yup, u guessed it, a contract from pwc... wanted 2 take a pic of it, but sorta feels gay... so, i'll jst list down wat i think is relevant 2 me n som ppl who might wanna noe how it looks or sounds like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEMORANDUM OF TERMS AND CONDITIONS AS VACATION TRAINEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Position            : Vacation Trainee (duh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration         : 1/12/06 - 31/1/07 (there goes my hols...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowance      : RM500.00 per month (it's not even called a salary or wages... it's allowance... and de pay is peanuts, like some road-side sweeper... if i work here 4 like 20 hours, i think i can get dis amount as well, even as a waiter...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave                : You are not entitled to any paid leave. (damn...) should leave be necessary, it shall be deemed unpaid leave, to be deducted from your allowance (dat means, dey'll reduce som peanuts from my small pile of peanuts if i skip a day... sigh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hours: The Firm observes a 40-hour work week from monday to friday (T.T) working hours are as follows: 8.30am - 1.00pm, 2.00pm - 5.30pm (wah lau eh... 1 hour break...? it's only slightly better than secondary skool ler...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Conduct: During your service as a Vacation Trainee, you are required to conduct yourself in a professional manner that will not discredit yourself or the Firm in any way (meaning=no jackarses allowed as vacation trainee... i'll find it hard not 2 break dis rule... LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there's 6 other points, som saying i can't try 2 hire any pwc ppl, som telling me 2 keep all i noe from here such as trade secrets and client info as a secret... (like KFC's 12 secret herb n spices... o.0) and som like workmen's compensation in case i get injured from work (poke my eye out wif a pwc pen..? hmm...) but nah, nothing much 2 say about them... i guess de only thing i can take out from working wif them would b experience, which i'm kinda excited about... seeing how my life would b in de future... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how boring life would b... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how stressed i would b...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how overworked i will be... how messed up things will b in de future... &lt;/span&gt;erm... no longer excited now...&lt;br /&gt;dat's all 4 now, supposed 2 b studying... Doh..!&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/28087106-116177750358330090?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116177750358330090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116177750358330090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116177750358330090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116177750358330090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/10/working-during-hols-gah.html' title='Working during hols....? GAH!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116169684680864053</id><published>2006-10-24T23:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T23:34:06.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams! GAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's dat time again... every1 feels it in their bones... stress of not doing well... fear of failing... EXAMS R NEAR...! somhow, i'm not as stressed as other ppl seem 2 b (i dunno, i'm numb towards exams... i'm only afraid i go blank, dat's all...) i c many ppl going 2 library 2 study... but somehow, i can't relli study as much as they do... no idea why... sigh... but i am trying 2 study tho... lolz... n i'm here blogging instead of studying... =\... nid motivation...&lt;br /&gt;but whenever exams r near, it means that hols r near as well... woohoo...! not only that, this time, it means that i'm going back 2 m'sia after a whole year...! i've never relli had any signs of homesickness (mayb cos of my bro...) but now, i'm kinda wishing i was back home in m'sia... i miss everything about m'sia... if i go 2 details, i might take a few days but jst 2 name a few, my family, frens n not 2 forget, food... hahahah... only a month more 2 go, after being in a foreign land (but it's not bad over here... lolz...) and eating all de western (or should i say south eastern...? @.@) style kinda food, eating "ruichiang-cooked food" (notice how i included food in...) i jst wanna eat all de home-cooked food back home... sigh... feeling a little homesick now... 1 thing i can't deny is, it's great over here... i'm having quite a good time, nice place, nice ppl, nice weather at times... but nothing beats home...&lt;br /&gt;was physically sick, still is, and add another, homesick... hahaha...&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/28087106-116169684680864053?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116169684680864053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116169684680864053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116169684680864053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116169684680864053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-gah.html' title='Exams! GAH!'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116099753045337849</id><published>2006-10-16T21:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:24:36.573+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cough, sniff, bleed...?</title><content type='html'>yes, i've been sick de past 4-5 days... started wif de drastic change in temperature (refer 2 post b4 this) and now i'm sick due to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st sickness&lt;/span&gt;, de sore throat... felt it after eating my last bits of potato chips (red rock deli... mmm...) but thot, i would b ok after drinking water n stuff... dat's when it all started 2 escalate to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 2nd sickness&lt;/span&gt;, sore throat AND cough... can't help it, my throat feels dry n itchy n thus, coughing begins... but not only that, it went on to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 3rd sickness&lt;/span&gt;, running nose... after a few days of it being very hot, it became cold, den dat's how i caught a slight running nose... usually, if i catch a cold, my remedy would b lotsa chillies (turn de heat up... muahahahahaha) but den due 2 de 1st n 2nd symptom, cannot la... want 2 end up 6 feet under meh... but my nose felt funny as well, due 2 running nose, but i found out while bathing that i had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 4th sickness, &lt;/span&gt;nose bleed... u noe, i alwiz hate it when u are jst washing ur face and ur nose starts bleeding... den u got a bloody face wash (literally, no pun intended... hahaha) crikey... siong man all dis sickness... but then, i found out that 2nite, i was about 2 hav n had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 5th sickness&lt;/span&gt;, rectal bleeding&lt;/s&gt; some chilli dish due 2 my housemate cooking it... sigh, siong ler siong... (jst a joke la, no 5th sickness... geez...) dat pretty much sums up how i'm doing physically now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting 2 feel de pressure of exams now... cos i noe i got lots 2 cover... sigh... and u noe wat, i'm gonna start studying some now... c ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-116099753045337849?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116099753045337849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116099753045337849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116099753045337849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116099753045337849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/10/cough-sniff-bleed.html' title='cough, sniff, bleed...?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-116063431919573653</id><published>2006-10-12T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:25:19.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>recent stuff...</title><content type='html'>(seen on a sleeveless shirt) "F%$# it's hot..." &lt;br /&gt;dis pretty much sums up wat we here r going thru dis past 2 days (and 2 days last week as well)... freaking 36°C now... we r literally melting over here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been trying 2 study, but things r not going so well, so jst hope i can start going 2 library often n stuff... ah, n i've been facing lots of knee injuries... it's kinda frustrating cos, no, they're not major, but still aren't somthing that u would be happy about or u can jst disregard... both my knees now r slightly swollen, and my right knee has a patch where it's numb... o.0... scary... latest injury from futsal, where i was brought down by som dude who tripped on de ball... sigh... n landed on my left knee (i made sure i din land on my still tender right knee)... oh, n dat futsal game, i finally scored 4 my team (wat they call as "losing virginity" =.=")... wootz... but we lost... dat's wat i've been telling my teammates, i'm not meant 2 score... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst som random stuff, how "richard" my english name came about... u noe, it wasn't my intention of calling myself richard... but, here's a typical scenario when introducing myself (same thing happened dis morning... sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me           : hi, my name's rui chiang...&lt;br /&gt;other person : srry..? richard...?&lt;br /&gt;Me           : Rui Chiang... (trying 2 pronounce it relli well)&lt;br /&gt;other person : srry, come again...? &lt;br /&gt;Me           : (=.=" n a slight sigh in my heart) jst call me richard...&lt;br /&gt;other person : ah, nice 2 meet u, richard...&lt;br /&gt;Me           : (=.=" sienz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis happens alwiz WITHOUT fail (wif a few slight variations here n there...) i'd rather hav my name as rui chiang, rather than richard, cos english names r kinda superficial 4 us chinese... Rui Chiang (literal translation: Auspicious Strong) represents de chinese in me... hahaha... n besides, how unique is rui chiang, man (yes, go ahead n make all those cough sounds n throat clearing...) i'm pretty happy my name is not mass produced unlike som chinese names... hahaha... ah well... better get 2 studies n stuff... cheers 4 now... -N-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-116063431919573653?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/116063431919573653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=116063431919573653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116063431919573653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/116063431919573653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/10/recent-stuff.html' title='recent stuff...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-115960347287211252</id><published>2006-09-30T17:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:04:32.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a day...</title><content type='html'>1stly, dis is gonna b a relli relli short post (i think n i do hope so...) cos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;was in de sun 4 like 4-5 hours (i'm sunbaked now as it is, wif relli ugly tan lines...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;played football during those 4-5 hours...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feeling a bout of heat stroke coming... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;played 2 games of real football friendly, 1 win n 1 lost... won 2-0 n lost 1-0.. we had like 1.3m x 1.0m goals, but wif de other team camping right in front of goal, how r u supposed 2 get it in...? ah well, it was a nice 2nd game which we won (we lost de 1st)... n jst 2 whine a little, de 1st team was super rough n de hard ground did not help as well... now, my right knee is swelling, n yeah, it hurts bad... jst imagine knee-ing de wall 4-5 times, and we'll c how tender it is after dat... but football is fun... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afl final was on as well...! (australian rules footy) sydney swans lost...! wat a shame, but wat a game... 85-84, wat a close score... can't think much now, dat's it 4 now... ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-115960347287211252?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/115960347287211252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=115960347287211252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115960347287211252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115960347287211252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/09/wat-day.html' title='wat a day...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-115945371147003732</id><published>2006-09-29T00:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:47:28.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings.com...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Impulsive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/impulsive-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite impulsive, but you never are reckless.&lt;br /&gt;You qualify as a very spontaneous person, but you still know how to honor your commitments.&lt;br /&gt;And while responsibility doesn't come easy to you, having fun does!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/"&gt;Are You Impulsive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Air&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/air.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dislike conflict, and you've been able to rise above the angst of the world.&lt;br /&gt;And when things don't go your way, you know they'll blow over quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easygoing, you tend to find joy from the simple things in life.&lt;br /&gt;You roll with the punches, and as a result, your life is light and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to adapt to most situations, and you're an open person.&lt;br /&gt;With you, what you see is what you get... and people love that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-115945371147003732?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/115945371147003732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=115945371147003732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115945371147003732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115945371147003732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogthingscom.html' title='blogthings.com...?'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-115910518307498652</id><published>2006-09-24T23:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:40:52.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Damn it's cold... after de nice high 10°s - low 20°s, it's back 2 de low - mid 10°s... now, it's 5°C at 11pm, and there were de killer winds in de morning... woken up by de sound of de curtains moving back n forth... de craziest thing is, my window was closed...! (small gaps when my window is closed de cause) but nevertheless, still crazy... on de same note, wat's worse than it being cold n windy...? it being cold, windy, AND raining at de sam time... especially wind n rain combo... u gotta steer ur umbrella in de correct direction or ur umbrella will depreciate in value there n then (go figure... =P)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, went 2 iball on monday...! wootz...! no, i din relli get any pics, gotta find frens 2 pass me pics... lol... anyway, here's a true story, which happened in iball... usually, there's a pro photographer going around taking pics of everybody, but usually he snaps couples 2gether (i got snapped wif 2 other girls... lol...)... after snapping de pics, he displays them on a table, and sells them ($10-15 i think...?)... cool way 2 earn som easy cash huh...? lol...  so, there's dis guy n girl (both of whom i know) were looking at de pic which was snapped... dis was wat they said at de table looking at de pics (or so, proclaimed my other fren wif them...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reenacted scene* (certain elements might b true n false, at least, i think mostly it's true)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: how much does it cost...? *points at picture taken of her n de boy*&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Burn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys b de judge... lol... iball was kinda ok, nothing special, not bad but could hav been better... n then there was de afterparty at velour... a few lessons learned there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't dance even if my life depended on it (but wif a few drinks, even a cripple can dance... lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yager tastes like cough medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clubbing is not my thing (i'm more of a mamak dude), but it is kinda fun wif frens... =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;halfway thru de mid sem hols now, i've wasted 1 week on nothingness, and hell, it relli is a needed break... will restart n commence midsem resolutions from 2moro (refer 2 previous post on de mid sem resolutions) and hopefully i'll keep them... dat's dat 4 now... off 2 sleep n relaxation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-115910518307498652?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/115910518307498652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=115910518307498652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115910518307498652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115910518307498652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-ramblings_24.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-115840553131290694</id><published>2006-09-16T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:56:15.740+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid sem hols, mid sem resolve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14/9/2006 12.59pm - Normal (mayb slightly anxious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6584/2969/1600/P14-09-06_12.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6584/2969/320/P14-09-06_12.59.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14/9/2006 3.32 pm - Shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6584/2969/1600/P14-09-06_15.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6584/2969/320/P14-09-06_15.32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll jst leave u all 2 guess de diff... lol... but yeah, it costs a hell alot 2 trim hair here... can last me 4 quite a few months in m'sia (mayb even a year or more...!) but i guess i relli nided de haircut... actually, i wanted 2 c how long i can grow my hair 2, den, decided dat i shud jst get a haircut, since, it is getting pretty warm here... 20° n yeah, it feels warm... guess i'll melt when i get back 2 m'sia o.0 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n woohoo, it's de hols now...! but where on earth in de world, where u hav an assgnmnt during hols AND due during hols... it's bullsh1t man... lol... but yeah, once it's done, hols will b a lot more fun, but yeah, certain things gotta get done during hols n improvements as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a start, i'm having a mid sem resolution... lol, yeah, not new years but mid sem... felt i was getting relli slack in every dept n i relli nid 2 combat it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;STUDY HARD - i know all of u will b going like "zomgwtfbbq? it's rook here, he doesn't slack...!" sad but true, i am slacking nowadays... i dun study, i dun relli look at my books much anymore but i'm gonna take time off during de hols 2 rework my whole lifestyle n study more consistently, n make me mama n papa proud... =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get 2 Classes on Time...! - yeah, i'm only on time 4 my classes when it's like 2 or 3 classes in a row, and it's de 2nd or 3rd class... de 1st class, i'm alwiz late like 5-10 mins... i dun miss much, but hell, it sure would feel a lot better 2 b in class on time, and here wat de lecturer has 2 say b4hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise...! - my routine 4 de 1st sem was quite cool... i went 2 gym every tuesday n thursday... w/out fail, but i dunno how much i did... it might not b alot, but yeah, felt tired n happy after every session (i noe moo can pump lotsa weights... i can't... T.T)  n once futsal on every tuesday started, i only go 2 gym every thursday, since 2 keep myself fresh 4 de game... den it started going downhill from there, and damn, i've not been going 2 de gym at all... thank God i hav football on sat, where i run my pants off (not literally... =p)... however, i relli think i shud make de gym on thursday a habit, n mayb incorporate de gym session on tuesday after my futsal (which would b late at nite...? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt;... lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;som miscellanous stuff... - made my mind up on som things, n yeah, plan 2 execute it... sigh, hope i'm not 2 late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;gonna catch a short nap if possible, did not sleep well last nite since man utd lost n lotsa things on my mind (assgnmnt, i-ball, other stuff) or mayb do my assgnmnt... dat's it 4 now, cya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit: i finished dis post on 18/9/2006... lol... been in de works 4 like 2 days b4 i finished it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-115840553131290694?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/115840553131290694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=115840553131290694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115840553131290694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115840553131290694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/09/mid-sem-hols-mid-sem-resolve.html' title='Mid sem hols, mid sem resolve...'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28087106.post-115797974375614053</id><published>2006-09-11T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:04:10.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>filler... lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://narutonet.net/quiz/character_quiz" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://narutonet.net/quiz/character_quiz/images/Kakashi.gif" alt="Naruto Network Character Test!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm lame... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28087106-115797974375614053?l=rookchux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/feeds/115797974375614053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28087106&amp;postID=115797974375614053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115797974375614053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28087106/posts/default/115797974375614053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rookchux.blogspot.com/2006/09/filler-lol.html' title='filler... lol'/><author><name>Rook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02853055334215808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
