<?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-26414804</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:33:59.906+08:00</updated><category term='Fail~'/><category term='Life&apos;s lessons'/><category term='jackass-ing'/><category term='Life&apos;s inspirations'/><title type='text'>Life's just an illusion</title><subtitle type='html'>There is no description, this is just an illusion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-216020065919175307</id><published>2008-04-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:08:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha...? @_@</title><content type='html'>° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;jjoejoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;since u do editing right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;u know how when u take a video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;and then u turn the camera upwards/uprights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;so that means the video would be a diff angle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;° ~ å £ ï ç ï å © ~ ° says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;is it possible to edit it into the right angle so the whole video is the correct angle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what in blazes are u talking about! O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-216020065919175307?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/216020065919175307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=216020065919175307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/216020065919175307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/216020065919175307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/wha.html' title='Wha...? @_@'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-4592654325432727140</id><published>2008-04-09T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:11:21.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dongkee~</title><content type='html'>One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy:&lt;br /&gt;Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.&lt;br /&gt;Live simply and appreciate what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Give more.&lt;br /&gt;Expect less.&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ............&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that crap . The donkey later came back, and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him.&lt;br /&gt;The gash from the bite got infected and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL FROM TODAY'S LESSON:&lt;br /&gt;When you do something wrong, and try to cover your ass, it always comes back to bite you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-4592654325432727140?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4592654325432727140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=4592654325432727140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4592654325432727140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4592654325432727140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/dongkee.html' title='The Dongkee~'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-4219821899350281782</id><published>2008-04-03T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:04:19.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackass-ing'/><title type='text'>Lelaki Hensem vs. Lelaki Tak Hensem</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;This' quite funny. Found it on Afdlin Shauki's blog.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki Hensem vs Lelaki Tak Hensem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome pendiam&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap:: wow, cool giler...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome pendiam&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: eh perasan macam bagus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome berbuat jahat&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: nobody's perfect&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome berbuat jahat&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: memang.... muka pun macam pecah rumah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome menolong perempuan yang diganggu&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: wah.. machonya.. macam hero filem!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome menolong perempuan yang diganggu&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: entah2 kawan dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome dapat perempuan cantik&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: sepadan sangat...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome dapat perempuan cantik&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: mesti kena bomoh perempuan tuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome ditinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: jangan sedih, kan saya ada..&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome ditinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata:...(terdiam, tapi telunjuknya&lt;br /&gt;meliuk-liuk dari atas ke bawah, "Patutlah, tengok saja luarannya.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkalau lelaki handsome penyayang binatang&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: perasaannya halus...penuh kasih sayang&lt;br /&gt;Kkalau lelaki tak handsome penyayang binatang&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: sesama keluarga memang harus menyayangi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: matching... hebat luar dalam&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: bang, bosnya mana?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome tak mau bergambar&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: pasti takut kalau2 gambarnya tersebar&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome tak mau bergambar&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: tak sanggup melihat hasilnya ya...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome menuang air ke gelas perempuan&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap:ini barulah lelaki gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome menuang air ke gelas perempuan&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: naluri pembantu, memang begitu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki handsome bersedih hati&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan cakap: let me be your shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lelaki tak handsome bersedih hati&lt;br /&gt;perempuan akan kata: Kuat nangis! Tak malu betul!! Lelaki ke bukan ni?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-4219821899350281782?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4219821899350281782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=4219821899350281782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4219821899350281782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4219821899350281782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/lelaki-hensem-vs-lelaki-tak-hensem.html' title='Lelaki Hensem vs. Lelaki Tak Hensem'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-2205117755725392778</id><published>2008-04-02T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:54:09.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s lessons'/><title type='text'>Life will be simpler if...?</title><content type='html'>Life will be simpler if&lt;br /&gt;Only we could live and let live&lt;br /&gt;If only we could live and let go&lt;br /&gt;Of our big, black bag of woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be simpler if only&lt;br /&gt;We could move about freely&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid of predators lurking secretly&lt;br /&gt;To snub out our lives mercilessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be simpler if only&lt;br /&gt;We could all live harmoniously&lt;br /&gt;Life will be better for parents if only&lt;br /&gt;Children could practise filial piety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be simpler if only&lt;br /&gt;Parents could stop being pushy&lt;br /&gt;Pressuring their kids to achieve&lt;br /&gt;And fast forwarding tender lives by the leaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be simpler if only&lt;br /&gt;We could live contentedly&lt;br /&gt;With no need for the paper chase&lt;br /&gt;And no speed for the rat race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-2205117755725392778?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2205117755725392778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=2205117755725392778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/2205117755725392778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/2205117755725392778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-will-be-simpler-if.html' title='Life will be simpler if...?'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-308099272906998091</id><published>2008-03-18T11:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:26.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>www.apv.com.my</title><content type='html'>Ok so I started internship about a month ago in one of Malaysia's top post production house, Asia Pacific Videolabs (APV). I'm just too damn farken lazy to go through the details so I shall start with... 1st 2 weeks = Facilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facilities is basically assistant to producers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to the offline editing suite. FCP 3 on the 3rd week onwards. Currently on my 5th week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FCP = Final Cut Pro using Mac OS X. An editing program which is capable of some online editing&lt;br /&gt;3 = The 3rd editing suite using FCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offline editing = Rough cuts and giving the story the flow (FCP, Adobe Premiere Pro, Avid)&lt;br /&gt;Online editing = Special effects and such (Flame, Smoke, Flint, Infinity, Inferno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the suites will not be posted due to privacy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho throughout the first month, I learnt about Telecine... Telecine is... EXCITING! Although to most people it may seem boring. Simply put it as far as I know about Telecine, it does colour grading and transfers of images to Digital Beta tapes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour grading like... whenever u record something onto your camera and u play it back, you'll see that the colour is so... 'raw' as in its in-your-face kinda feel. Telecine changes its colour to give a different feel for example, horror flicks, whenever in a particular scene where there's bound to be a ghost appearin or somethin, telecine would give it a slight bluish tint to signify mystery and coldness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in a sex scene, they'd give with a slight orangey touch to it to signify heat and passion... So yeah kinda like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was watching one of the graders at work. He was working on an ad from Dubai. On screen, this guy walks through the desert dunes and all. The sand's colour was a rich yellowish orangey brown and the colour was pretty warm. Then he showed me what it's like without grading it. Yes I must admit, the colour from the raw footage was pretty... bland. The sand wasn't so yellowy orangey brownish as I thought it was. It was more like whitish yellow! haha and it just didn't feel right. After the colour grading it gives audiences the feel as if they're there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, by far I have half the mind to be a colour grader! hahaha though I've still yet to learn much about the other stuff so I might change my mind? I don't know, we'll see where time takes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh during my free time, I'd usually sleep, surf the net or read the news paper... and guess what I found in the newspaper (The Star) twice on different days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R98z-_LHNAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nnTbJB_9mmw/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R98z-_LHNAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nnTbJB_9mmw/s320/DSC00818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178915253702308866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R98z_PLHNBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Rpl5S3ddthg/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R98z_PLHNBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Rpl5S3ddthg/s320/DSC00846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178915257997276178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it's the Moro Islamic Liberation Front! (MILF!) haahha no Louv... it's not shopped =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also reminds me of a back dated issue from the Star newspaper with the headlines "Pakistani Troops Beat Off Militants"... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm... And there was this time when I was headin home from work, I lit a cigarette and drove off from the premise... Only to find that the path I'm taking is leading me to where people are fogging the area! FUCK! Had to wind up window and choke on my smoke... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R981OfLHNCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/z-jwb-9VKFk/s1600-h/lol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R981OfLHNCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/z-jwb-9VKFk/s320/lol.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178916619501909026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday... or should I say Sunday morning, Vince and I had a well... I would say Post St. Patrick's drinking session in his house. We bought really cheap beer (RM6 per can of Tiger!!!) in KK mart at SS15, Subang... Yeap liquor there is cheap. It's diagonally opposite Restoran Darussalam mamak. Being broke, I bought a can of Tiger and... dirt cheap Thai beer! San Miguel's at RM6.90 at 500ml! whoo! And it doesn't taste that bad ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R981-_LHNDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/acLcd8D2GjQ/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R981-_LHNDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/acLcd8D2GjQ/s320/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178917452725564466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anythin else you'd like to know? Please do ask... I'm just too lazy to think about what to write =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-308099272906998091?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/308099272906998091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=308099272906998091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/308099272906998091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/308099272906998091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/wwwapvcommy.html' title='www.apv.com.my'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/R98z-_LHNAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nnTbJB_9mmw/s72-c/DSC00818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-8767185463162349942</id><published>2008-03-14T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:36:03.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Several minutes to weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>Vince - Suki (L) - I miss you Baby... - is half irish since my mom is a Mac! says (5:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;40 mins to weekend !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;('.') Joejoe Airmani &gt; Giorgio Armani: in ze office says (5:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;5 mins to weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince - Suki (L) - I miss you Baby... - is half irish since my mom is a Mac! says (5:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince - Suki (L) - I miss you Baby... - is half irish since my mom is a Mac! says (5:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;and u slept most of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince - Suki (L) - I miss you Baby... - is half irish since my mom is a Mac! says (5:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;knn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince - Suki (L) - I miss you Baby... - is half irish since my mom is a Mac! says (5:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the wrong fucking field&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-8767185463162349942?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8767185463162349942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=8767185463162349942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/8767185463162349942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/8767185463162349942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/several-minutes-to-weekend.html' title='Several minutes to weekend!!!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-1690136597123597621</id><published>2008-01-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:37:02.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fail~'/><title type='text'>One month</title><content type='html'>Yet again one month since i last updated... been so damn lazy! Ok ok *cracks knuckles* here goes!.................................................................&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;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;err... erm... ah... urm... Fuck it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-1690136597123597621?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1690136597123597621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=1690136597123597621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/1690136597123597621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/1690136597123597621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-month.html' title='One month'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-3399732244220303689</id><published>2007-11-22T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:54:48.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s inspirations'/><title type='text'>Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium</title><content type='html'>WATCH IT! 'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mr._Magorium's_Wonder_Emporium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-3399732244220303689?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3399732244220303689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=3399732244220303689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/3399732244220303689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/3399732244220303689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/11/mr-magoriums-wonder-emporium.html' title='Mr. Magorium&apos;s Wonder Emporium'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-4612181779633342594</id><published>2007-11-07T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:36.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s lessons'/><title type='text'>Harta = Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RzGXZp959JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1XjV-NmWXdA/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130047917569733778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RzGXZp959JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1XjV-NmWXdA/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. as the saying goes, "one man's trash is another man's treasure" =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't speak the Malay or Indonesian language, Harta means treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ok Elena, it's fixed! -_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-4612181779633342594?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4612181779633342594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=4612181779633342594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4612181779633342594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4612181779633342594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/11/harta-treasure.html' title='Harta = Treasure'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RzGXZp959JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1XjV-NmWXdA/s72-c/DSC00346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-8383619124857256271</id><published>2007-10-24T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:33:51.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s inspirations'/><title type='text'>Everyone is no.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuEh54dAviM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuEh54dAviM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wǒde lù búshì nǐ de lù 　wǒde kǔ búshì nǐ de kǔ&lt;br /&gt;měigerén dōu yǒu qiánzài de nénglì bǎ yíqiè qù zhēngfú&lt;br /&gt;wǒde lèi búshì nǐ de lèi 　wǒde tòng búshì nǐ de tòng&lt;br /&gt;yíyàng de tiānkōng bùtóng de guāngróng yǒu yíyàng de gǎndòng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bù xūyào zì yuàn zì ài de huángkǒng 　zhǐ xūyào chénzhuó zhǐyào xiàngqián chōng&lt;br /&gt;gàosu zìjǐ tiānshēng wǒ cái bì yǒuyòng 　Everyone is No. 1&lt;br /&gt;zhǐyào nǐ fán shì bùwèn néng bùnéng 　yòng yīkǒuqì jiāohuàn nǐ yìshēng&lt;br /&gt;yào yíngjiē wèilái bùbì děng 　Everyone is No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chénggōng de mìjué zài nǐ kěn bù kěn 　liú zuì rè de hàn yōng zuì zhēn de xīn&lt;br /&gt;dìyī míng shǔyú měigerén 　wǒde shǒu búshì nǐ de shǒu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wǒde kǒu búshì nǐ de kǒu 　zhǐyào yī tiáo xīn 　kuángfēng hé bàoyǔ 　dōu biànchéng hǎopéngyou&lt;br /&gt;bù xūyào zì yuàn zì ài de huángkǒng 　zhǐ xūyào chénzhuó zhǐyào xiàngqián chōng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gàosu zìjǐ tiānshēng wǒ cái bì yǒuyòng 　Everyone is No. 1&lt;br /&gt;zhǐyào nǐ fán shì bùwèn néng bùnéng 　yòng yīkǒuqì jiāohuàn nǐ yìshēng&lt;br /&gt;yào yíngjiē wèilái bùbì děng 　Everyone is No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chénggōng de mìjué zài nǐ kěn bù kěn 　liú zuì rè de hàn yōng zuì zhēn de xīn&lt;br /&gt;dìyī míng shǔyú měigerén 　bù hàipà lùshang yǒu duō lěng 　&lt;br /&gt;zhídào háiyǒu yīdiǎn yú wēn wǒ yě huì nǔlì kuáng bēn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English translation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my path and it is not yours&lt;br /&gt;This is my bitterness and it is not yours&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will have their hidden ability/talent&lt;br /&gt;So, let all out so that we can vanquish&lt;br /&gt;This is my tears and it is not yours&lt;br /&gt;This is my pain and it is not yours&lt;br /&gt;Under the same sky, we have different kind of glory/honour, but we do have the same kind of touching (been moved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is nothing to be terrified of and no need to blame and sigh at yourself&lt;br /&gt;You only need to calm down yourself and collect yourself together again and move forward&lt;br /&gt;You tell yourself, if you are born on this world, so you must be useful to this world, as everyone is no.1&lt;br /&gt;So, as long as you don't ask can or cannot in whatever you're doing and use all your strength and at a go change all those you want with your life&lt;br /&gt;Hence, you must welcome the future and there is no need to wait as everyone is No.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to success is depend you, it is either you are willing to make it or not&lt;br /&gt;So, let yourself flow out your sweat and with the most sincere heart, the first place is always belong to everyone&lt;br /&gt;This are my hands and they're not yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mouth and it is not yours&lt;br /&gt;As long as we are determined enough, even the strong wind and rainstorm will become friends&lt;br /&gt;So there is nothing to be terrified of and no need to blame and sigh at yourself&lt;br /&gt;You only need to calm down yourself and collect yourself together again and move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell yourself, if you are born on this world, so you must be useful to this world, as everyone is no.1&lt;br /&gt;So, as long as you don't ask can or cannot in whatever you're doing and use all your strength and at a go change all those you want with your life&lt;br /&gt;Hence, you must welcome the future and there is no need to wait as everyone is No.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to success is depend you, it is either you are willing to make it or not&lt;br /&gt;So, let yourself flow out your sweat and with the most sincere heart, the first place is always belong to everyone&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to fear how cold the path is&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is still a little of warmness, I will definitely strive to move forward to reach the destination&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-8383619124857256271?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8383619124857256271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=8383619124857256271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/8383619124857256271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/8383619124857256271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/10/everyone-is-no1.html' title='Everyone is no.1'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-4685927475886375130</id><published>2007-10-19T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T05:10:19.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Star Drive for Food competition</title><content type='html'>well you could see what the title of this post is all about at the link provided below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://star-motoring.com/mystar/driveforfood/default.asp"&gt;http://star-motoring.com/mystar/driveforfood/default.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... This competition is getting me all EXCITED and now I'm pissed! YARGH!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/joechoong"&gt;www.youtube.com/joechoong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh this post is quite meaningless so yeah...  ... (-_-) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(._.) -- (._o) -- (o_o) -- (o_O) -- (O_O) -- (O_o) -- (o_o) -- (o_.) -- (._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-4685927475886375130?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4685927475886375130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=4685927475886375130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4685927475886375130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/4685927475886375130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/10/star-drive-for-food-competition.html' title='The Star Drive for Food competition'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-7746279325545161687</id><published>2007-10-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:41.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackass-ing'/><title type='text'>A night in heaven... i mean D'haven</title><content type='html'>Choi choi!!! Not in heaven... yet! =) It's a bar in bangsar... D'haven. What the occasion was? I didn't know, it was a sudden call from Ryan... Something to do with getting paid for his acting or something... Well anyways here's the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Twas a dark and stormy night where Ryan and Joe decided to find shelter. Upon searching through the jungle... concrete jungle they stumbled upon a place which name resembles the place of their origin, D'Haven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look! We found ourselves a place to take shelter and get high!" Ryan said. Joe? Well he just pointed for no damn reason at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw37cz0J3gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oeXWCusuBE0/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120024823753989634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw37cz0J3gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oeXWCusuBE0/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw37vj0J3hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJ790KKHTuU/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120025145876536850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw37vj0J3hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJ790KKHTuU/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon entering the shelter, Joe noticed some strange jumpy thing on their right. It appears to be the weird duo Vince and U-Jinn gaying their way there as well to take shelter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4F7j0J3iI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dtupNENPZuM/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036347151244834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4F7j0J3iI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dtupNENPZuM/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding a place to rest, Joe takes a huge puff off the shisha that was left and forgotten by a group of nomadic mid-easterns... What are they doing in the far east? No one knows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4GRz0J3jI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vs-ak5oLWJI/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036729403334194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4GRz0J3jI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vs-ak5oLWJI/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince appears out of nowhere and says to Joe and Ryan, "Hoi! Smoking is bad i tell you!" then points at Joe in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4G0j0J3kI/AAAAAAAAAEk/trlEYKk9cVo/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120037326403788354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4G0j0J3kI/AAAAAAAAAEk/trlEYKk9cVo/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Jinn, without any manners, sat at their table and grabbed the shisha pipe, smoked it and pretended to choke (but he seems to enjoy it instead) and says "Yea! Look at me, I is choking already, is bads for healths la!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Hiz0J3lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dRtOZVZPNbc/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120038120972738130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Hiz0J3lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dRtOZVZPNbc/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and Ryan took out their cigarettes, lit it and said to the both of them, "Look at this? Do you see this?" as they point at their face they continued, "Is this OUR problem? isssss it OURRRRR plobrem?" they asked sarcastically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Qsj0J3mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/roLxAXg-Jj0/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120048184081112674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Qsj0J3mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/roLxAXg-Jj0/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince shot back almost immediately while exhaling a huge amount of his cigarette smoke onto Ryan and Joe's faces, "Yes it is your plobre... i mean PROBLEM! you are smoking!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4RST0J3nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eQIVCwNxV-I/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120048832621174386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4RST0J3nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eQIVCwNxV-I/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan wondered and asked Joe, "Say, isn't he smoking too?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Rlj0J3oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1PBQg9VurU4/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120049163333656194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Rlj0J3oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1PBQg9VurU4/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince then said, "I am talking about Shisha you little punks! One session of shisha contains as much nicotine as 20 whole bloody sticks of cigarettes! Go to hartamas and observe those kids there, 14-17 year olds thinking it's cool and safe to smoke shisha, hah! you wish." It would seem that Vince has got something againts those kids... We wonder... Shall we ask him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4SJD0J3pI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hxECpTHBb6Q/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120049773219012242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4SJD0J3pI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hxECpTHBb6Q/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U Jinn was stunned after hearing that piece of information and slowly lays down the shisha pipe. He thought, "Ok... Shlow and eashy... No one see... no one see... I order 'chao' to coverline now..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4SmT0J3qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gUWoQslFLNw/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120050275730185890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4SmT0J3qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gUWoQslFLNw/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan agrees with Vince's claims and offers the three drinks. He suddenly realized Vince and U Jinn's trick to give them facts so they'd have to buy Vince and U Jinn drinks as gratitude. Ryan decides to let it go and enjoy the drinks instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4TBz0J3rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C8eDmCGMWpE/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120050748176588466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4TBz0J3rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C8eDmCGMWpE/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan had a martini and something that deceivingly looks like an AK-47 but tastes bad whatever-you-call-it-drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4TiT0J3sI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zeYF8RiJfiI/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120051306522336962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4TiT0J3sI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zeYF8RiJfiI/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe had 1/6 of long island tea and had it stolen by Vince and so ordered a bloody mary instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4T3D0J3tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pNvQLUSXspc/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120051663004622546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4T3D0J3tI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pNvQLUSXspc/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince had 2 5/6 of long island tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4UHD0J3uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/T97kCjFMDIw/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120051937882529506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4UHD0J3uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/T97kCjFMDIw/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U Jinn... an AK-47 and some sorta martini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4UZD0J3vI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XXYv_CJGxvQ/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120052247120174834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4UZD0J3vI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XXYv_CJGxvQ/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4U1j0J3wI/AAAAAAAAAGE/krMIPJcTjd0/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120052736746446594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4U1j0J3wI/AAAAAAAAAGE/krMIPJcTjd0/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted in him being a lil tipsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4VJz0J3xI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xwzL4yu6m7s/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120053084638797586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4VJz0J3xI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xwzL4yu6m7s/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you'll be surprised, both U Jinn and Vince ended up high instead and decided to make out in front of the camera... This was just the beginning... We don't want to know what happened after that... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4VnD0J3yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/izVj7JmYEAU/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120053587149971234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4VnD0J3yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/izVj7JmYEAU/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the storm, as Joe and Ryan was about to leave, they concluded that cigarettes are better than shisha, they give you satisfaction, affordable as well as portable! Joe and Ryan suggests that everyone stop shisha-ing now and start smoking! "Lung cancer you ask? well... look at this... do you see this? Is it OUR problem?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4XEz0J3zI/AAAAAAAAAGc/x6PQkqr6oEY/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120055197762707250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4XEz0J3zI/AAAAAAAAAGc/x6PQkqr6oEY/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's yet again some random pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one's really weird... Notice the boner? lol... taken in KL Pac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Zuj0J30I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5qFIYO1ZxBI/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120058114045501250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4Zuj0J30I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5qFIYO1ZxBI/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, BBQ it black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4aZT0J31I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yNKh0enFsRk/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120058848484908882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4aZT0J31I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yNKh0enFsRk/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4asz0J32I/AAAAAAAAAG0/u8pgA5zgiwA/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120059183492357986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4asz0J32I/AAAAAAAAAG0/u8pgA5zgiwA/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures of my stop motion set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4cPD0J33I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xCAUZd6_Qvg/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120060871414505330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4cPD0J33I/AAAAAAAAAG8/xCAUZd6_Qvg/s320/DSC00298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4ccD0J34I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ndV7BDQ8o4Y/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061094752804738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4ccD0J34I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ndV7BDQ8o4Y/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4c2z0J35I/AAAAAAAAAHM/DlL5gq3ytaE/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061554314305426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw4c2z0J35I/AAAAAAAAAHM/DlL5gq3ytaE/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw guys, please check out my videos! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/joechoong"&gt;www.youtube.com/joechoong&lt;/a&gt; =D thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-7746279325545161687?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7746279325545161687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=7746279325545161687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/7746279325545161687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/7746279325545161687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/10/night-in-heaven-i-mean-dhaven.html' title='A night in heaven... i mean D&apos;haven'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rw37cz0J3gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oeXWCusuBE0/s72-c/DSC00344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-2874781060277573151</id><published>2007-10-02T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop motion animation</title><content type='html'>Been so busy lately with assignments. Don't even have the time to go to work sigh =( Stop motion animation is totally nuts! Never expected it to be this tough... Well gotta get back to it soon, will post it when it's done. So far here's a few sample pictures of what's going to be involved in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIJcD0J3UI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fj2SS1iTujE/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116662504311348546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIJcD0J3UI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fj2SS1iTujE/s320/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;City~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIIuD0J3TI/AAAAAAAAACc/W2bhQuleLdQ/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116661714037366066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIIuD0J3TI/AAAAAAAAACc/W2bhQuleLdQ/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tank~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIMoz0J3VI/AAAAAAAAACs/0MyC-izMqs0/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116666021889563986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIMoz0J3VI/AAAAAAAAACs/0MyC-izMqs0/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hummer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIOnj0J3WI/AAAAAAAAAC0/awdQnfHJ-i4/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116668199437983074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIOnj0J3WI/AAAAAAAAAC0/awdQnfHJ-i4/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gundam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwISYD0J3fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pHRxY5mc50Q/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116672331196521970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwISYD0J3fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pHRxY5mc50Q/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soldiers assembling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIRPD0J3eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/32LJ6dwOlDM/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116671077066071522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIRPD0J3eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/32LJ6dwOlDM/s320/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing toy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIO5D0J3XI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ki6hE-xer6U/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116668500085693810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIO5D0J3XI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ki6hE-xer6U/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIPGD0J3YI/AAAAAAAAADE/ranBbDTl-yE/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116668723423993218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIPGD0J3YI/AAAAAAAAADE/ranBbDTl-yE/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird looking clay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIPTD0J3ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/Uqt7rDq3fW8/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116668946762292626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIPTD0J3ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/Uqt7rDq3fW8/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just about what's involved in the animation... The below pictures are just some random stuff... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIP7j0J3aI/AAAAAAAAADU/c2uVEUJYbk0/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116669642546994594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIP7j0J3aI/AAAAAAAAADU/c2uVEUJYbk0/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simon about to rape Ern Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIQhz0J3dI/AAAAAAAAADs/QLj7htNkjnI/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116670299676990930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIQhz0J3dI/AAAAAAAAADs/QLj7htNkjnI/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken at a coffee house... FREE? LICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116670114993397186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIQXD0J3cI/AAAAAAAAADk/PoWCbCTeSZc/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What irony... stingray toy and scuba diver toy side by side... CRIKEY! found in jaya jusco toy department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIQNj0J3bI/AAAAAAAAADc/DwwdDSCWUPY/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116669951784639922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIQNj0J3bI/AAAAAAAAADc/DwwdDSCWUPY/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually the biggest face on a merdeka poster is either Tunku Abdul Rahman, the founding father of M'sia, or the Prime Minister which is currently Dato' Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi... but... why does this face look like.... Anwar? found in Atria Shopping Mall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some kid probably must think Anwar's his hero or something, if i'm not mistaken the kid's around 9 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIRPD0J3eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/32LJ6dwOlDM/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/26414804-2874781060277573151?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2874781060277573151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=2874781060277573151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/2874781060277573151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/2874781060277573151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/10/stop-motion-animation.html' title='Stop motion animation'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RwIJcD0J3UI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fj2SS1iTujE/s72-c/DSC00163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-6841868929536905185</id><published>2007-09-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:47.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00ts bought a new phone on the 17th of august!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rtvv-IAhfDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VAZAwwbnRZY/s1600-h/b149655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105938453135195186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rtvv-IAhfDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VAZAwwbnRZY/s320/b149655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sony Ericsson S500i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty good pictures too. Here's some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwJhYAhfEI/AAAAAAAAABE/k-j_i1YVRbA/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105966546516278338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwJhYAhfEI/AAAAAAAAABE/k-j_i1YVRbA/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwJxYAhfFI/AAAAAAAAABM/d3LVjCYHhAY/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105966821394185298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwJxYAhfFI/AAAAAAAAABM/d3LVjCYHhAY/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like the colours in these&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwKqYAhfGI/AAAAAAAAABU/3dDiGEbDpoE/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105967800646728802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwKqYAhfGI/AAAAAAAAABU/3dDiGEbDpoE/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The crew for Vince and I's latest film. Divine Intervention: Boy Meets girl. Unfortunately Julian, Amir and Bernard wasn't around. From left: Kar Mun (Cast), Ian (Cast), Vince(Writer and MY assistant bahahahaha M-Y ASSISTANT! u readin this? lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: How many girls does it take to set up a tripod?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwLcYAhfHI/AAAAAAAAABc/_fov6p_h9CI/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105968659640188018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwLcYAhfHI/AAAAAAAAABc/_fov6p_h9CI/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer: Three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwNRYAhfII/AAAAAAAAABk/sdZ8rWiDDUQ/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105970669684882562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwNRYAhfII/AAAAAAAAABk/sdZ8rWiDDUQ/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanna know what happens when you use the wrong filter on those orange lights?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwPG4AhfKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PZlqUBXwhAM/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105972688319511714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwPG4AhfKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PZlqUBXwhAM/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It burns right through!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwQGoAhfMI/AAAAAAAAACE/sp3XNgZ3JM4/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105973783536172226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwQGoAhfMI/AAAAAAAAACE/sp3XNgZ3JM4/s320/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwP-YAhfLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Bv1Nk2pUXok/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105973641802251442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwP-YAhfLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Bv1Nk2pUXok/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmmm... home cooked bak kut teh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shit you not... these are actual Phillipino flags of the yesteryears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1892 flags... hmm KKK... Ku Klux Klan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwQt4AhfNI/AAAAAAAAACM/BTgM7G0tCT4/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105974457846037714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwQt4AhfNI/AAAAAAAAACM/BTgM7G0tCT4/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1893 flag... Pirate Ku Klux Klan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwRb4AhfOI/AAAAAAAAACU/R2bPkkahgoo/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105975248120020194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RtwRb4AhfOI/AAAAAAAAACU/R2bPkkahgoo/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all for today... lazy to do anythin else already.. goin out for drinks =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-6841868929536905185?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6841868929536905185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=6841868929536905185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/6841868929536905185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/6841868929536905185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-phone.html' title='New phone!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/Rtvv-IAhfDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VAZAwwbnRZY/s72-c/b149655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-3469188053581405120</id><published>2007-07-27T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:56:47.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fail~'/><title type='text'>One piece? Two pieces? Screw math... =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, more than a month since i last blogged... I still wonder, why do people blog? me? just following the trend ;P any answers anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that my blog's boring due to the lack of pictures... Hey i'm not as privileged as most of you are, with the digital slr camera shit and all... bah... ok nvm that even camera on phones! heck i don't even own a phone!... for now :P yes yes i was careless... Somehow or rather i left my phone in kfc, thinking a the free magnet i got from them was my phone in my right pocket (strictly for wallet and phone!) i left without checking... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a lil lost lately. Don't really know what job to take up now, the rm350/30minutes or rm500/30minutes... yeah, the differences is alot in terms of salary but whether or not the pay's good i wonder how the working environment is like? somehow i think i might feel more comfortable with the rm350 one though... aiya hard to explain la... you guys wouldn't understand oso cos i doubt anyone would read this far right? hohoho aih chill la, gonna get new phone soon. Possibly 6300 if my wallet's happy. Not forgetting ive to allocate around 2k to complete my tattoo as well... sigh... money money money... the root of all problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's time to rant... i seriously cant believe how people can neglect work for games... like wtf is wrong with them? has their second 'life' completely took over and that's what reality is to them? However sympathy i feel for these losers, i also feel abso-fucking-lutely damn pissed with them too. For fucks sake its just a game dont shout all over the place just cos of a damn fucking lag, keep the stress to yoursself dont spread it dumb fucks. Any one of you WoW addicts reading this, yea you dumb fuck! Heck i play WoW myself and have reached lv 70 with gears u cant possible imagine and get yourself (ok i admit, my bro helped alot with his friends) but i dont sit on my fat ass all day saying "OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! FUCK THIS LAG! AGHHHH!!!!" or "OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! heal me dammit!" or "OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! don't stand too close!" geez... pull yourselves together... Ahhuh, i work part time in my friend's internet cafe... so i know... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe those guys aren't that bad. Perhaps we do get carried away when we get excited... but there's one particular &lt;strong&gt;DUMB ASS&lt;/strong&gt; who whenever opens his mouth nowadays just pisses me off... He made to most noise trying to order people around during WoW 'raids' and stuff. Making the MOST noise during the least lag as well... damn, bitch where'd u get your brains from? Not forgetting we've sticked through thick and thin for him last time and that &lt;strong&gt;DUMB ASS&lt;/strong&gt; is now a 'kacang melupakan kulit'. If you're reading this, you know who u are jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo... this blog is just so full of hate! hahahaha ok ok let's talk about looove~ erm... erm... fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RqjlGh3nPGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfTzAdBYcrQ/s1600-h/image004.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091571279075949666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RqjlGh3nPGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfTzAdBYcrQ/s320/image004.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's proven with the creation of the A-bomb that math will be the destruction of mankind and all things on the &lt;strong&gt;face&lt;/strong&gt; of this planet!... let's let math figure out a way for us to live underground...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh and thanks mooks for the phone! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RqjnKh3nPHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fEByKiwIwqE/s1600-h/sonyericsson-z520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091573546818681970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RqjnKh3nPHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fEByKiwIwqE/s320/sonyericsson-z520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-3469188053581405120?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3469188053581405120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=3469188053581405120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/3469188053581405120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/3469188053581405120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-piece-two-pieces-screw-math.html' title='One piece? Two pieces? Screw math... =('/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/RqjlGh3nPGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wfTzAdBYcrQ/s72-c/image004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-5793110792485925859</id><published>2007-02-23T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:12:54.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The internet is for porn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eWEjvCRPrCo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eWEjvCRPrCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/26414804-5793110792485925859?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5793110792485925859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=5793110792485925859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/5793110792485925859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/5793110792485925859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/02/internet-is-for-porn.html' title='The internet is for porn!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-117203368943317314</id><published>2007-02-21T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:54:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>nearly 2 months now... am still lazy to blog, just so you guys know, Battlefield 2142 is the r0xx0rs... so is WoW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a piece i found which i think is excellent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ukr7RvBy0w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ukr7RvBy0w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/26414804-117203368943317314?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/117203368943317314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=117203368943317314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/117203368943317314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/117203368943317314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-116634695845258815</id><published>2006-12-17T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:15:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in PD</title><content type='html'>Dangnabbit... Can't upload pictures wan!&lt;br /&gt;Ji, thanks but truth is I don't really fancy satay, but if u insist i wouldn't mind, besides, it's the thought that counts eh?... but why satay?... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13, 14, 15, 16-ers all in a night... Yeap, birthday boys Fan K, Me, Hon Keong and Ah Fai respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home around 12.45pm to pick up Fan K, Yong (i think that be his name?), Ah Fai and Black. Terrible jam... within our area itself. So we reached PD at about 4-ish to 5pm. We got ourselves a 3 bedroom apartment. It's a pretty good place. The name? Ancasa i think. But sadly though, the beach behind isn't what we expected. It isn't white sand. It's the kinda sand that when u fall down... HAILAT! hahah GG la... That rough i tell you. So we had 'tea' by the beach at a small restaurant. Right after that we 'chilled' in the apartment waiting for nightfall and the others to arrive. The 5 of us left the apartment around 8-ish for the bbq spot. The sand there is superb. No itsy bitsy crabs to bother us too. But some red ants once in awhile =( Blablabla I'm not going through the bbq process and all but one memorable thing there was a drunk dude (not one of us!). He was so drunk he argued with his friends and gf. They wanted to leave already but he didn't want to. He jumped and laid himself on the bonnet. Leaving marks of sweat on the windshield. Gross. He then ran off to the sea with his friend chasing after him. He swam a lil and ran back up. Twas funny that guy. But he pissed off a group of people. A fight ensued shortly after that. The drunk dude's friend pulled them away and apologized of course. That drunkard? well he was wearing a towel and guess what? *flop* hahaha yes... we all saw it. Why can't it be a lady? Mind you, i'm a perv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to our rooms round 2-ish i think or 3-ish... Chilled around with the others and soon after they left. So the original 5 were there. We woke up around 10 (i think? my only watch is my phone which ran out of battery) for breakfast at the coffee house. Not much of a variety but i must say, the fried noodles' the best i've had so far. They had nasi lemak, frankfurters (ugh... had too much during bbq) chicken ham (ugh... but ours was pork :P), fried noodles, baked beans, breakfast cereals, croissant, bread and... I forgot... Bad memory... -_-' Oh and not to forget the fresh yummy omelette! Mushroom, green pepper and capsicum... Did I spell it right? So soon after breakfast we went back to our room, thinking of going swimming we ended up... ended up.... ende.... en... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup more sleep. Got up again at 2-ish i think and left... so here I am... 5.15pm now... got home about 45mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to all my 'victims' of continuous messagings... sorry! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;errr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That be it... since I cant upload pictures... Besides, we didn't bring a camera hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-116634695845258815?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/116634695845258815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=116634695845258815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116634695845258815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116634695845258815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-day-in-pd.html' title='Another day in PD'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-116565666263993499</id><published>2006-12-09T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:49:46.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Quiz</title><content type='html'>Well i just did a blog quiz but somehow couldn't get it in blogspot... so here are my results on "How Good You Are At Things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex - 95%&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Romance - 31%&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Self - Control - 65%&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kissing - 87%&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cuddling - 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinkiness - 32%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we must agree to this lol. I gotta work up my romance... Ladies, care to help?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=6147&lt;br /&gt;you can do the quiz in the url shown above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for more random pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be great if we had this game? round em up and shoot em up... erm i mean pray... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/821301/VC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/536425/VC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder, how would you feel if Jesus told you this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/997063/1161922868694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/481202/1161922868694.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest testament up for grabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/642958/1161923321033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/607091/1161923321033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-116565666263993499?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/116565666263993499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=116565666263993499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116565666263993499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116565666263993499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-quiz.html' title='Blog Quiz'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-116558110392153783</id><published>2006-12-08T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T20:31:44.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of tonnes of work and none at all</title><content type='html'>You know... it didn't get to me what I'll be doing for holidays because during the semester I was like "Oh dear, edit edit edit edit edit..." then the exams came... "Oh dear, editted too much (not to forget procrastinate) forgot to study... study study study study study..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now after the exams... BAM! nothing to do... Yeah, I had a great time last night playing Battlefield 2142 again... But today, they aren't really up to it, my best friend however says he wants to go have a drink in starbucks... phuoc dat really. hahaha. i'd really rather spend my time on gaming... since i haven't been gaming for say, several months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, lying on my bed, feeling symphatetic towards myself... sigh... why can't life be anymore exciting? positively exciting of course. Damn, i need to get out and exercise one of these few days but due to the fact that i smoke, i wouldn't even last to break a sweat. dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's resolution? Stop smoking and exercise!.... right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i really can't wait for the Transformers live action... when is it comin out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/885205/1118032754842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/797815/1118032754842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ah... Good ol' optimus prime eh... Very nostalgic feeling. Has anyone heard Stan Bush - The Touch? it's the theme song for the first Transformers movie where Hot Rod opens up the Autobot Matrix of Leadership within Unicron thus destroying Unicron and transforming Hot Rod into Rodimus Prime. The music's pretty good though the music video looks... funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/662452/jhj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/459021/jhj1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really wonder what happen if Jesus does that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well more random pictures coming up... goin out now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/585526/1162083074565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/67872/1162083074565.jpg" 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/26414804-116558110392153783?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/116558110392153783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=116558110392153783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116558110392153783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116558110392153783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/12/of-tonnes-of-work-and-none-at-all.html' title='Of tonnes of work and none at all'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-116547441521777850</id><published>2006-12-07T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:53:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars brought to life!</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately only the bad guy is real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, meet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/871148/Emperor_Popeatine_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/624648/Emperor_Popeatine_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Emperor Popepatine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/564013/Emperor_Popeatine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/867026/Emperor_Popeatine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;i wonder what character M. Manson would be as a Star Wars character... Yoda?... no... I think Luke's fine? hahah will try to photoshop that soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence to u christians, but i think this is damn funny... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/954699/1161918969028.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/333351/1161918969028.png" 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/26414804-116547441521777850?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/116547441521777850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=116547441521777850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116547441521777850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116547441521777850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/12/star-wars-brought-to-life.html' title='Star Wars brought to life!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-116547227276123325</id><published>2006-12-07T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:39:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again, more than 1 month</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh! I always loved this feeling, the feeling of when your last paper of the semester is over... But somehow, i just don't feel it tho, something's missing and not right! hmmm i wonder what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why lately I've been drinking a lot. Hmm... Not much of sorrows to actually drown in alcohol but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wondering what phuoc dat is? here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/110841/phuoc-dat-butcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/16264/phuoc-dat-butcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/304291/phuoc-dat-butcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;also i stumbled upon a really funny picture of panadol while i was researching on panadol for an advertising assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/1600/988159/panAdolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8104/2764/320/875799/panAdolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;like, wtf man?! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather disappointed with my self yesterday. Well I woke up thinking "Alrighty! last paper's tomorrow, I haven't even study but a day of studying should be more than good enough!... Now shall I get started?.... hmm.... hmm... fuck it! I'll start after evening." And so I did what I usually do and stuff and after dinner the time has come, I collected my notes, placed them on my bed, lay myself down on my bed, turn on my computer to listen to some music and held up some notes. Suddenly *tututung* i received some messages and i started chatting.... after what seems like an hour? I realized "oh fuck i should be studying exam's at 9am!" I stopped chattin awhile. Suddenly a certain hero who calls himself by the name of Joo sends me a link to one of the most hilarious but highly strung website ever. I ended up reading the articles for hours until i realized "Oh fuck! it's 12.30am and I'm sleepy! dammit I'd best go out and have some coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i went to ss2 with John and Jian Hong. Had a few drinks, gave in to 1 of the 7 sins (gluttony) and had some nasi padprik. After chit chatting for about an hour and a half, I with my stupid mouth said "Wanna play 2142?" (2142 is Battlefield 2142, a FPS game where you take the role of a soldies in the year 2142 AD. Vehicles and stuff are controllable too, awesome game but not as good as Battlefield 2) So I thought awhile and "Nah i gotta study". But the other two were so hyped up I had no choice but to give in to another sin (Sloth)... Played until 4.30am and I was like "Oh fuck!! it's four bloody thirty am already?! Dammit guys I really have to go." After droppin them off, I F1-ed to my house, took a nice warm shower and after all that it's 5.15am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading... oh okay okay! i wasn't reading ok? I was surfing the net reading more hilarious articles too... for about an hour. About 6-ish am, Joyce, the girl who never seems to be able to be patient with electrical stuff appears online. So after not bein able to talk to her for quite sometime we talked for awhile and so she claims coming online is annoying because her laptop sucked. RIGHT Joyce... right :P ur just lazy! after talkin to her awhile she said she had to go cos her sister wanted to use the computer. After sayin bye i realized, "Oh fuck!!!! an hour left to 8am and I have to get ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my breakfast while studying and and showered while studying. I arrived at uptown about 8.45am, rolled a cigarette, smoked it and walked to college which was nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*0907 hours*&lt;br /&gt;exam begins... i opened the question book... and i was like "Oh fuck! this is easy but for fucks sake i didn't study these topics! besides, even if i did i actually forgotten what i've already studied..." and so like i always say, I dont bloody need good lucks or any1 wishing me luck for exams... all i hope is that you pray for a miracle to happen to me! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sat there for 15mins and almost dozed off until it hit me. I actually know how to do the questions already!(well not all the points tho but better than nothing) w00t. so i wrote what i knew... i dont know why but during exams i never fail to doze off... so as i write and finish a point or something i'd fall asleep for 5-10mins and wake up to continue writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a feeling i may haf screwed 1 question up cos i fell asleep... lets hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o' miracle o' miracle&lt;br /&gt;save me from something so despicable,&lt;br /&gt;i think i may have brain follicle,&lt;br /&gt;it shud be replacable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok don't ask... it just suddenly came to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... where was i? yes after finishing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince: "Joe lets have some beer"&lt;br /&gt;Joe: "sorry man... I'm broke! haha"&lt;br /&gt;Vince: "Oh... yamcha la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn Vince... cant u say something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince: "you're broke? alright, it's on me ;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... i'll prolly punch myself to see if it's a dream tho.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, Howard, if ur reading this, thanks for the whole damn jug! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess this is the end ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-116547227276123325?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/116547227276123325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=116547227276123325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116547227276123325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/116547227276123325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/12/yet-again-more-than-1-month.html' title='Yet again, more than 1 month'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115903274380759511</id><published>2006-09-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:55:32.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Pizzas, wooden cupboard, Toyota Unser, false accusations.</title><content type='html'>Ah... Yesterday, Friday was... Pizza day! Let's see... It's like a gathering for the CAPA members where they... well... do some stuff... and eat pizza at the end! Lol... I'm not sure what they were doing because the event starts at 10am... But unfortunately I woke up at 11.30am and got there late but in time to eat 8 slices of pizzas! w00t yummy... the Wedges pizza's pretty good and my first time having chicken pepperoni... it's not bad but not as good as beef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... This morning I received a call... and unfortunately I forgot to change the "Vince's Techno" ringtone... Lol... What's Vince's techno u ask? It's a long story la. So continuing... I was woken up by that irritating yet catchy ringtone. Ana called "hey I'll be at your place at 12pm later" and that was at 11am. So I got up, bathed had my breakfast, waited and fell asleep on my couch. until 12.40 when I woke up and got out of the house to stick my car's road tax on, Ana arrived. "Hey you know where Ameer stays?" asked Ana. "Yeah, hey why not I pick him up and we'll meet at Kayu Ara's BHP petrol station?" I said. So upon reaching Ameer's house he asked why I was late and I told him I just met Ana and Danny how could I possibly be late when it's only been 5 minutes. He said Ana called him at 11.15am.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we ended up in Bukit Jelutong... Where Mr. Joshua lives. Beautiful home I must say. We were there with Danny, Ana, Ian, Ameer, Lin/Lynn(dunno how its spelt... Josh's friend), Joshua(duh) and I. As soon as we arrived, Joshua wanted to move one of his cars... Yes you guessed it, the BIG Unser, a little to the front so Danny can park the car inside the house. Accidentally, Joshua stepped and the accelarator hard thinking it was the brake and he rammed into his shoe cabinet in front and broke somewhat like the bumper of the Unser. LOL! oops.. sorry :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/320/IMGA0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lol we even had time to take snapshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/320/IMGA0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's proof that wood is stronger than metal. Monica, I bet yours isn't this bad eh? Think of a name for this... Then now you can call it bumper car too? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were there to shoot a short movie. It was pretty good. Now all it takes is the editing. Oh by the way Joshua's dog, &lt;strong&gt;Vincent&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;is damn cute! Yeah... what a name for a dog huh? Vincent... lol... But Danny on the other hand, had a tortoise named &lt;strong&gt;Dollah&lt;/strong&gt;! hahahah and Ana has a cat called Lipton... It tends to 'lepak' in the toilet ALOT... We wondered why... It loves bathing apparently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/320/IMGA0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/320/IMGA0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/320/IMGA0130.jpg" 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/26414804-115903274380759511?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115903274380759511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115903274380759511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115903274380759511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115903274380759511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-pizzas-wooden-cupboard-toyota-unser.html' title='Of Pizzas, wooden cupboard, Toyota Unser, false accusations.'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115849919189312142</id><published>2006-09-17T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:19:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozziepox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/1600/IMGA0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/2764/400/IMGA0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I last wrote... I naturally do hate writing, but then again, it's a must for me in order to achieve what I'm looking for. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what mozziepox means eh? Well this word derived from Mozzie, the ancient, giant, blood sucking &lt;strong&gt;FEMALE&lt;/strong&gt;(hehe no harm done ladies =D) mosquitoes of Bukit Kiara. Pox on the other hand's from chicken&lt;strong&gt;pox&lt;/strong&gt;. So what this mozziepox is that when someone gets bitten my forest mozzies, and lots of them, you get lotsa mozzie bite marks on you which sorta looks like chickenpox, hence the term &lt;strong&gt;Mozziepox. &lt;/strong&gt;This term came from a rather retar... i mean brilliant man... His name? Vince..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm now down with this mozziepox syndrome... Vince, U Jinn and I were in the bukit kiara forest some days ago, shooting our movie. So what happened was that as we went up the hill and settled down a little, a police patrol car went up as well. They stopped and asked what we were doing. So I told the Police (direct translate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir, we're making a movie which requires a location within a forest. This movie's a school assignment&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: Ok take your time but you'd better not be filming blue!&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMFG! We're &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; guys here!&lt;br /&gt;Policeman: hahaha *drives off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so from the tar road we entered the forest trail, from there a swarm, i repeat, a &lt;strong&gt;SWARM&lt;/strong&gt; of mozzies came outta the bushes as though waiting to ambush us. They started attacking like kamikaze pilots (they got smacked right after they landed on us). But our hands weren't fast enough to get all of them at once. I had it the worst. Why? For a sweet guy like me I should have sweet blood y'see ;) hahha and I have a little skin problem where it doesnt heal up scars fast... I guess it's the price ya gotta pay to be pain tolerant. So after several days, the mozzie bites are still pretty visible on my arms and legs... fortunately more on legs than arms (silly me for not wearing long pants... and bringing mozzie repellant!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 2nd day of shooting, we got smarter and brought along a can of mozzie killing insecticide. As we entered the forest, we started spraying all around. It really works! You can literally see them flying to you and when you spray they drop *splat*. But just this morning, I believe these Mozzies must've developed an immunity against this aerosol spray? (it's shieldtox btw) They still somehow manage to attack us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux te rencontrer dans mes rêves et te dire je t'aime, ma cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes... My blog's always boring la... How to make it interesting? Still no one has suggested what I can do to make it interesting... Or you guys kiasu mine will be more interesting ha? hahaha.. give me some suggestion! Like, jump offa building with parachutes or something... yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above was taken two days ago... in bukit kiara forest.. what a great opening huh? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115849919189312142?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115849919189312142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115849919189312142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115849919189312142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115849919189312142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/09/mozziepox.html' title='Mozziepox!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115522864097783249</id><published>2006-08-11T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:51:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was ignored!</title><content type='html'>I got to know that not all of those wild dogs were afraid of me... rather... they got BORED with me! argh... my ego... darn... argh... yes this is one miserable short post... I hate writing actually&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115522864097783249?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115522864097783249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115522864097783249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115522864097783249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115522864097783249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-ignored.html' title='I was ignored!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115420557748467715</id><published>2006-07-30T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T04:39:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled!</title><content type='html'>What the hell's a rabbit foot???? (MI:3) does that actually leave a space for MI:4 to start on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... I've a feeling my documentary on those wild dogs (refer to the previous post) is gonna fail... Last I check, a few nights ago, I got out of my car with those dogs around my car... They literally RAN from me... How the hell are they afraid of me? Man... I'd hope tht they saw something scary behind me that time otherwise my documentary won't happen. Argh! people... wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things to say... I'm too lazy to type. Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: My teeth hurts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115420557748467715?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115420557748467715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115420557748467715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115420557748467715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115420557748467715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115133517566162568</id><published>2006-06-26T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:19:35.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agh!</title><content type='html'>Why am I blogging?! o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115133517566162568?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115133517566162568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115133517566162568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115133517566162568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115133517566162568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/06/agh.html' title='Agh!'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115124836304435172</id><published>2006-06-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:12:43.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine...</title><content type='html'>Here I am again doing the same thing everyday... Aih... cant wait till college begins again! &gt;.&lt;' well.. to those who have known me since high school.. don't u find it awkward that im craving for school? haha... It's really fun yknow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... woke up a lil late today cos i slept kinda late ... Was at Mont Kiara with &lt;strong&gt;Nutz&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Till 4am. So upon  waking up, I played Battlefield 1942 and received a surprise visit from Aaren and Chee Aun... Later after hanging around at my place, we went to have dinner in Uptown... yes... &lt;strong&gt;MASAK LEMAK! &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha... Today wasn't really good tho... was a lil on the bland side somehow. But still good! hehe. After dinner i headed straight to uptown's starbucks and met up with.. yea u guessed it right... &lt;strong&gt;NUTZ!!&lt;/strong&gt; haha yea... Water Margin again... In fact im playing it right now. Letting my hero do all the attacking as my character sits down and chill =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I aint sure bout what I'm gonna do later... Maybe have a couple of beers?... This is a really boring blog i know yea... I hope to do something exciting again man... Come on people give me suggestions! Drop a comment and give me suggestions! I wanna do something interesting... but please something logical ok? not like bungeeing off klcc or somethin aight?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aih.. &lt;strong&gt;FFTLC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115124836304435172?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115124836304435172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115124836304435172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115124836304435172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115124836304435172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/06/routine.html' title='Routine...'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115100554710722723</id><published>2006-06-23T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:45:47.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' days</title><content type='html'>*whistles* *applauses* *yada yada yada...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off with me getting up at 9.30 am(on a holiday!) after listening(or was I?) to my mum's nag to go to JPJ (Jabatan Pengangkutan Jalan... i think). It's a Malaysian road vehicles department where one does their driving licence and road tax thingies done or something. I was there to re-make my licence as I had lost my previous one. So, as soon as I got there I realized something was really not right... The parking lot was close to being empty, there weren't many people around... When I entered the building there seemed to be these weird life forms floating about the building consuming what's left of a human carcass!... Ok just kidding... So what went wrong was because the computer systems were offline. The remaining few who stood there like idiots were hoping the system would finally work again so they can get on with whatever they wanted to do there. So apparently the system wasn't fixed until like... 2 hours later which was 12pm.. It crashed at about 8.15sm it seemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being the impatient person that I am(well im pretty patient with ladies tho ;)... somehow) I left right after knowing that the system was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I left I received an SMS from &lt;strong&gt;Nutz&lt;/strong&gt; telling me to give him a call when I want to game ;) But I decided... nah I wanna go back and sleep a lil more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home... Change and straight to the bed (speaking of beds... I'm dead tired now!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours later at about 1pm-ish, I gave &lt;strong&gt;Nutz&lt;/strong&gt; a call to tell him I'm headin his place already and as soon as I picked him up we headed straight to Uptown... no, not Starbucks yet. We went to the hawker centre to have our favourite &lt;strong&gt;Masak Lemak!&lt;/strong&gt; It's the yummiest Malay food ever made. Man I can't even describe its taste... Oh gosh it's making me hungry again... Ok nevermind that. So right after our tongue tittilating lunch,... yes... Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla boring boring (in your eyes it is!) gaming session.... We were there till 7.30pm.. We left Starbucks for dinner... and guess what? &lt;strong&gt;Masak Lemak&lt;/strong&gt; again! hahaha. That was a marvelous dinner we had... So routinely... Starbucks... uh... yeah gettin a lil boring already.. Sorry Joyce, no exciting stories lately unless you give me a few pointers maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we gamed until 10pm-ish till Yew Jin came and took &lt;strong&gt;Nutz &lt;/strong&gt;away to watch a soccer match. I was there guarding &lt;strong&gt;Nutz's&lt;/strong&gt;  character. 1 hour later they came back with &lt;strong&gt;Nutz &lt;/strong&gt;saying "what a boring match... So here I am!". Moments later Darren (Teh o' mau mau limau ais! This is a trend 10 years from now... roflmao) came into the picture. Then off they went to Banana Leaf in Centrepoint to watch soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Starbucks pretty much soon after they left. I got home at about 12am, took a bath, went online and saw my old buddy, John, online. We talked some gibberish first and  then decided to go out to have some drinks and to talk more gibberish too. (seriously... we talk the weirdest things!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Centrepoint's Banana Leaf restaurant. There're some of my classmates there (the ones in Starbucks earlier). So after ordering our drinks we realized more old school mates appeared. 3 of them in fact. Jonathan, Adrian and Praevin (omg u started smoking! hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chattin for some moment, John's food has arrived. As he was half-way through his meal it started drizzling and I was like "Let's move in" and John "Wait! lemme finish these noodles first!" and so he kicked started his gluttony mood and started swallowing the noodles. We moved into the restaurant. It was pretty warm and noisy(tv) inside there. After 10 minutes of sitting around in there we moved back out to the walkway instead. I had to multi-task... Talk to John, eat my 'nasi lemak' and send SMSs to a friend who kept sending replies non-stop. But not that it was a nuisance though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting damn lazy to type... So here! That's all... Well actually right after talking about the old times in school... Hmm let me share a little. Back when I was 13, another friend of mine and I climbed the walls of the school up to the 2nd floor from ground floor... haha it was fun! And, 2 days before graduation day I decided I wanted to roll down the small hill in the metal cupboard that was in my classroom. Fareez and I surveyed the cupboard and decided that the shelves were a nuisance so we took it out... Upon removing the shelves I came up with another idea... We took the shelves to the 'mini' and to the cemented drain that flows down the hill, and s~l~i~d~e~ our way down... Yes you read it right.. We sat on the metal shelves that was placed on the cement and slided our way down the slope... it was fun! So came graduation day, right after the ceremony, the lot of us took the cupboard down from the first floor back to the hill... they tilted the coffin.. i mean cupboard sideways and I entered. After locking the cupboard door I was in darkness... The only light that got through was through the tiny sliver by the side of the door. I was hoping the cupboard ROLLED down but to my disappointment it slided down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out from the cupboard unharmed (only a small cut on my left ring finger). Well everyone started cheering and started goin berserk that they took out window panes and start throwing it at the walls shattering upon impact and ricocheting everywhere. Due to the mayhem, some friends and I thought it would be best if we left that chaotic 'zoo' ASAP!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah John and I were recollecting all the really weird and funny things we did back in high school... Ah... Those were the good ol' days... I miss it... The End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crowd goes 'awwww'* *then cheers* *w00t* *applauses* *aww this shit is gettin damn corny!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115100554710722723?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115100554710722723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115100554710722723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115100554710722723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115100554710722723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-ol-days.html' title='Good ol&apos; days'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-115080097713305397</id><published>2006-06-20T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:56:17.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly 1 month..</title><content type='html'>*applause* *crowd cheering* *w00t w00t*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it has nearly been a month since this show was last 'aired' due to the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) Erm... financial problems (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;2) giving myself, the producer and star, too many excuses&lt;br /&gt;3) laziness (u damn right i am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to write this last nite but ended up gettin pissed off... The ISP in starbucks was acting up so after writing quite alot and when i clicked publish... *gone* argh! Starbucks was about to close anyway so I decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Exam's finally over! *w00t* for now... yea it was just my first sem exam... It was pretty easy though comparing to how my other classmates were studying their arses out while I was just slacking and playing Water Margin... But of course their seriousness in it made me kinda worried too... so the night before the mass communication exam i studied... my arse out too... and ironically, it turns out that the paper was a piece of cake! another 'argh!' added then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from 19 June to 10 July is my semester break (any1 care to call a lonely guy out? preferbly girls ya). The holidays started right after exam with Nutz sayin "Water Margin!" Yeah, right at the corner of the building block where our college is situated is... STARBUCKS! haha yea so after some smoking and chit chatting with other fellow classmates, Nutz, Flavier, Michelle and I(Pink-Chan) went off to Starbucks... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Kinda like a Water Margin fever goin on now... I kinda influenced Nutz and Da1suk3 into it... With their help we influenced DeVoLi, Flavier and  Poopiebumz as well... haha it's just like a virus! Soon Tommy and Wai Leng shall join the Legion! And not to forget Shirley. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first week, Nutz and I were pretty darn hardcore... First hangout in Starbucks until it closes (for WiFi) then we moved to Ming Tien till 5-6am.. haha This didn't really last long as the TimeZone(yes ur name's in bold bitch!) connection in Starbucks uptown's always acting up and Ming Tien as well (was it because they didnt like our presence? but we ordered alot though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to knocking on heavens door by guns n roses now... it somewhat reminds me of... of... Galvatron's voice! haha Galvatron of transformers... So anyway, it's not like we're addicted to this game you see... It's just a means of... relaxing i suppose? (yea complaining tired and all when reach home) Of course there's time when we have to work and time when we have to play(which is now la!) We worked our arses out on our &lt;strong&gt;FIRST &lt;/strong&gt;semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! THIS DOES IT! &lt;strong&gt;TIMEZONE's&lt;/strong&gt; acting up again! I'm glad i saved the paragraphs above... but i wrote alot more after that... if only i can remember what i wrote... hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce, this part is written specially for you =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanted more exciting stories right? Some are too case sensitive to be published in my blog but of course id be more than happy to 'gossip' with u if only you didnt go offline without saying bye! haha&lt;br /&gt;but here's one anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I met this dude called Frankenstein. He handed me a parchment which within it contains his formula of his secret creation called Nietsneknarf (the creation's German hence the name.... haha.. spell it backwards) After handing me the parchment Frankenstein got struck by an arrow from behind and instantenously he died. After examining the arrow and with my knowledge and experience I got to know that it was done by the assasin clan called the Wikibongbong Ninja Clan. On the arrow was written "Heed the call of Ktulu!!!".. I wonder what it meant. Soon after I was bein bombarded with pebbles out of no where (it was dark) I picked up one pebble which said "We ran out of arrows and had to use pebbles". I was shocked and decided to run to my fortress, my home called Metroplex. The defence systems were up and it protected me. I hid the parchment underneath my home in my nuclear silo and within a nuclear warhead as well. Soon after I decided to put on a disguise to get out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in my 'ultra'charged Lamborghini Murcielago and sped off to Titiwangsa Lake Gardens to spy on couples... As soon as I reached the park I saw a couple making out and starting to get hot and heavy I took my cell phone out and dialled &lt;strong&gt;999&lt;/strong&gt;... hahaha minutes later they got busted. As I was driving home at my normal speed of 200km/h, a car coming up behind me really fast started flashing at me... indicating he wants to race... It was a Ferrari Enzo! and on its bonnet was the logo of a Decepticon! (transformers) So we raced for 1 hour and the Decepticon realized he was running out of energon cubes to consume as energy, he shot at my rear tyres which made my car spin out of control. He started attacking with his large arsenal of weapons. Not knowing that my Lamborghini was an autobot he continued attacking and that kinda pissed off my ride and he transformed into Bullocks the Lamborghini. He radioed my house, Metroplex, for reinforcements because the entire fleet of the Decepticons were attacking us. Suddenly my old pal, Unicron appeared and transported all of us including the decepticons and autobots to an unknown planet. He then, in his planet form, took me in and devoured the unknown planet whole together with the autobots and decepticons. He promised to get me a new ride and house by today. So I fell asleep due to exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I noticed when i woke up, he gave me a puny house in Damansara Utama and a bloody Proton instead of my Lamborghini... So after that I've been sitting in Starbucks since morning(11am) till now (6.50pm) and I'm about to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that exciting enough for you Joyce? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. real stories will come pretty soon =) that's a promise haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-115080097713305397?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/115080097713305397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=115080097713305397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115080097713305397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/115080097713305397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/06/nearly-1-month.html' title='Nearly 1 month..'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114875976916947356</id><published>2006-05-28T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T03:56:09.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode what?</title><content type='html'>The Adventures of Joe continues with Episode.... Can't remember what am I on now =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yea true to what Dr. K... or was it Mr. K? whichever it was, said... yeah fu*k you bitch! hahaha seriously fu*k you! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a pretty tiring 2 weeks... or rather more than that.. We had our video assignment to do... Our very own first short video. So of course there were some complications within the college and group itself... Now talk about the college complications...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see in every movie production there's always a time where an editor would show his/her first cut to the director/producer... so in our case we had to show it to the lecturer... So I had my first cut shown several days before dateline and apparently we need not show it again on the first cut dateline... But so happens we gotta show it again on the day of the first cut screening... It wasn't much of a problem actually but there was this particular guy... Adrian... yes... I'll never forget his name.. that twerp thinking we've all done, what, film studies? for bloody god's sake we're only a first sem students in our diploma goddammit! wtf if wrong with u??... ok... anyway as i was saying, well this SOB was with the lecturer at that time, supposedly he's skilled at film making (My arse) so he's there to give comments. He was rather giving bad feedbacks and criticism to everyone! So what if he studied film making in the States? God damn prick was just smart enough to come back to M'sia so he could get a job! Do you know how many people like him (studied film making or whatever) are waiting for a job in LA? about 10k-ish or more. There's actually more to say though but enough of that twerp already... what's done is done and well... there's no point in making myself mad anymore.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So complications within the group is that there was that some things weren't done the way it was. Some of the errors were due to the laziness of the members or just by accident. We had one major problem before when I, as the locations manager, got us a pub to shoot one of our scenes. So this pub was supposedly owned by my friend's brother-in-law. I've requested my friend to get a permission from his brother-in-law for us to have a scene in the pub. So he gave me a green light. When we got there and started shooting about 5 minutes into the scene, the manager told us we can't do that. So I called up my friend and asked what happened and apparently he told his brother-in-law that we wanted to take pictures (&lt;a href="mailto:#$@%"&gt;#$@%&lt;/a&gt;??). He did not get the message clearly i guess... but how can people associate shooting VIDEO with taking PICTURES? So the truth was that my mistake was 1) I was too lazy to actually get a release form and get the actual person in charge to sign it and 2) It was an accident when my friend mis-heard what I said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So through this process of movie making we realized that the hardest part of making a movie was not the shooting but the editing itself. We learnt that a certain movie might take 1-2months of shooting but the editing process would take more than half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this too I found where my passion lies... Editing... I've made Danny and Ana my mentors too... They're great! I hope they get a job in my college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we had our premiere and when it was the final group's turn, they couldnt show the video yet due to some technical errors... the audio was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to help them out by editing it for them. With the great skillz I've learnt from my mentors, I applied them in their video... I actually feel that I did a better job with my friend's video than I did with my group's video! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the premiere day, which was 2 days ago, everyone enjoyed and LOVED it! Yeah although no1 really cheered much for me &amp; my mentors (they were there too) but deep down inside i was really really happy. I gave a somewhat serious movie some humour too. So I guess it's pretty true when my mentors said "The most unsung heroes in the film industry are the editors" But so what? S'long as im happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after their premiere I was finally able to rest again... But not for long! I'm gonna start brushing up my skillz in editing with any videos i can find. Right now I'm working on my sister's wedding video... Imma gonna make it into a movie! wahaha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we have our semester break, Ryan's group and I with my mentors are gonna make a short movie as well... We actually have a tiny bit of the plot in mind already... It's gonna be about Malaysian Driving Habits! It's gonna be a great movie... no doubt the editting and camera angles are gonna be tough but when it's done and done perfectly, we hope to participate in a film festival and win some awards baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's time we make a difference... It's time we make Malaysia proud and bring up its movie industry... hopefully the government would give more support on the industry la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada yada... here i go again bein long winded.... and IM OUT! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114875976916947356?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114875976916947356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114875976916947356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114875976916947356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114875976916947356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/05/episode-what.html' title='Episode what?'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114578009694103874</id><published>2006-04-23T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:18:35.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>Let's see... How shall I begin recording down last night's 'Adventure'... It all began at 8 something pm where I'm supposed to meet Sheri, Kat, Ben and his bro at my shop. After having dinner and right before we were about to leave, Vince came and we went over to the snooker centre at songbird and played lucky for a few games... I lost about rm10... rats... So Shortly later Darren and his gf came and we played 5 people lucky consisting of Darren, Ben, Vince, Jerry and I. After several games of lucky, Sheri and I played snooker. Somehow, we were &lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/strong&gt; last night. Even Darren and Ben tried and sucked... I think there are spirits living in the balls la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after playing snooker we went back to my shop at 12am for a drink. Ben ate something. So right after that I went back home with Ameer and Vince following in their own cars beind. I went home to grab my bottle of brandy and a can of beer. Ameer parked his car somewhere and I parked mine at home and we went together in Vince's ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as we reached Sheri's place, I sat back and opened my can of beer. So after drinking about half a can of beer already I poured some brandy in the can and some coke and downed the beer. We played some card games where the loser has to drink. Also card games where the loser will have to take a dare or something if not take the dare have to drink... Can't really remember la cos I got piss drunk last night... After thinking through I told myself, hey I don't want any hang overs so I'd better go to the toilet and puke. So I literally sat in the toilet and actually fell asleep for an hour or two... hahhaa... My puke was brown somehow... And if I'm not mistaken I think I saw the sweet and sour chicken I ate for dinner floating in the toilet bowl! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 4.30 I couldn't take it anymore I had to go back and rest I told Vince that I needed to go so all of us packed up and left. Wow it was really hard for me to talk I tell you. But it wasn't as bad as what happened to me last time. So as soon as I got home I got out of the car, closed the door and vomitted beside Vince's car. Haha but nothing much came out cos I had most of my load out in Sheri's loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got home and puked a lil more too. Went to sleep and somehow found myself sleeping on the floor when I woke up this morning! Woke up at 8.30am... shit how many hours is that? 3 and a half hours only... So I went to the loo and took a leak from my privates and my mouth again. Went back to sleep and woke up at 11am and went to do the same again. This time I went down and decided to have some milk but unfortunately no milk... damn I need milk to feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't want to go back to sleep cos of the meeting I'll have later at 1pm. As soon as I got back up to my room I looked at my bed and said to myself "What a wonderful beeeed"... I decided to lie down just for awhile... But dozed off and woke up at 2... Fuck... Jade I' m really sorry! And Ameer and Shirls and Vince... Yea, we're a group for an assignment and I somewhat called for the meeting but over slept... I feel damn bad now man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was damn boring at home so I decided to come to Starbucks again (its like my 2nd home now) and here I am writing a god damned blog that I was influenced into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The End* *loud applauses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114578009694103874?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114578009694103874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114578009694103874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114578009694103874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114578009694103874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='It Has Been Awhile'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114570328857420128</id><published>2006-04-22T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:54:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*with echoes* Welcome Ladies &amp; Gentlemaannn, to the Adventures of Joe! *echoes fading* *applauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well where I left off was when I was at Starbucks waiting for some friends to come right? As soon as I finished writing, Hunter came in...  Guess what? he only sat for 10 mins! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 5.15pm and slept till 9pm i think? woke up with an insatiable hunger for se... i mean food. So i called up Hon Keong and we went to SEA park's road side 'tai chao' hawker... It's beside Giant and mmm mmm the food's great! And pretty much affordable too for the amount they give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later a few other friends joined the table. Black(Elwin), Richard(Lok Chat), ???(Sailormoon), ???(Fei Hai), Ah Hou(Chan Hou Nam), ???(Ah tat?), Yew Meng(King of Shuffle) and another dude who I didn't really get his name. Yup you've guessed it right, I just met most of them. Black and Yew Meng however i knew them long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chilled there and of course... THEY had to disturb some girls too... But it's hilarious I tell you. It's pretty hard to explain it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 11pm I called Ben Yap, we decided to go for a drink with his bro, Jerry, who just flew here from Melbourne. So I went home, parked my car and voila! Sheri's outside my house with Ben and Jerry. We went to &lt;strong&gt;my shop &lt;/strong&gt;in ss2 for a drink. After the 'yamcha' session we were in escape playing DOTA... well the team was, Jerry and I Vs. Sheri and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to teach Jerry... and OMG was he the easiest person I had to teach DotA to! He's a bloody fast learner and also better than his elder brother! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So out of 3 games we won the first 2. Why lose the last game? factors played a part 1) Jerry and I got characters I've never played before.(I had brood mother Jerry had a pudge) 2) Had to loosen up otherwise Sheri gets frustrated 3) Damn it, Ben had a Rogue Knight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 games of DotA we played some counter strike and decided to leave. After sending Jerry home, the 3 of us went to Dharoos for 'supper'... It's already 4.am at that time. So before goin to Dharoos I was like telling them.. Hey I'm broke and it's late so ill just have a drink ok? and they were like "aww eat la it's ok to eat at this kind of time once in awhile"  (You see.. I'm trying to lose weight to fit in my suit! haha) But... the devil's advocate manage to make me succumb to the worldly sin... gluttony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating and talking about some stuff we headed back home. I slept at 6am? Till 3.30pm earlier... and so after havin some 'breakfast' and playing my PS2... Here I am.. sitting in front of the computer recording my life story down. Let's hope it becomes a best seller eh? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;also let's hope that blogspot servers don't crash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FFTLC! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114570328857420128?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114570328857420128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114570328857420128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114570328857420128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114570328857420128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/04/with-echoes-welcome-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114560218754252387</id><published>2006-04-21T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T14:49:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 3</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the 3rd episode of The Adventures of Joe! *echo fading*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the 21st of April... but I won't be writing anything about the 21st yet as I haven't written about the 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th April 2006 - My day started with with me waking up at 11am and I was like "Ok time to go to OUG........... OH SHIET!!!! I totally forgot about the presentation! How ah how ahh???! Shirls gonna kill me!...... Yeah, I can just talk about whatever spontaneously and tell Shirls to pretend to have a sore throat! hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so you guys can roughly imagine how I started my day. So I got changed and left my house at 11.45am to sea park to get a friend. Later in the afternoon I had my presentation skillz class at 3pm. I'm glad Shirls did a great last minute job man! Owe ya one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah... I can't really remember what I did after class la... But anyways later that night we went yamcha... with Michelle! Happy Belated Birthday girl! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left ss2 at 12+am... The rest, Shirls, Phil, Yew Jin, Ben, Sheri, Kat, Darren, Michelle went to play snooker... Me? well i went home to do some homework... no seriously i did... as soon as I was approaching my house i realized i needed the software I just passed to michelle... so i had to like go back to ss2 again. I made an illegal turning at LDP and yeah was stopped by a cop on the huge honda motorbikes. He was like "Selamat Pagi" and I "Pagi tuan!" so of course he asked why did I make such dangerous turnings and all asked for my licence but I decided to give him my ic instead cos I lost my licence. After takin a look at my ic he said "encik lain kali jangan buat lagi ya. Bahaya tau. mesti kena saman punya" so of course after taking a look at my ic he gave it back to me without any 'saman'... why you ask? I can't tell you the reason la... haha sorry but there were no bribes involved ok? I'm quite surprised he was actually smiling (at 1.15am??) and didn't even show any signs of trying to get a bribe... I'm having second thoughts on how I look at cops now... There are still the good ones around... The problem is we just don't see many of them... They're a rare breed you see.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got back I decided to start on my work but ended up transfering files from my desktop to my laptop. took quite sometime and also I was stoning... Managed to really start my work at 4am... Finished my work at like 7+am. So I believe i managed to fall asleep at 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Mum woke me up at 8.15am today (21st Apr) for class... can you believe it? 45 bloody minutes of sleep only... God now's like 2.44pm it's been 1 hour 44 minutes after class... I'm am stoning in starbucks, uptown now... lazy to walk home and waiting for some friends to come... if they ever will... dammit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... so this wraps up the Adventures of Joe for yesterday and today. FFTLC.... What does this mean ya ask? It's a new bloggers word I came up with... Feel Free To Leave a Comment! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114560218754252387?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114560218754252387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114560218754252387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114560218754252387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114560218754252387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/04/episode-3.html' title='Episode 3'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114547752200728311</id><published>2006-04-20T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:12:02.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Day</title><content type='html'>Well let's see... I'm actually writing this due to Lynn's comments earlier today... "Joe, write more la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my day ended up with me 'FFK-ing' Stephy for yamcha due to the fact that I was dead tired... Was supposed to go out at 6am right after her work's done but well... So anyways I woke up at 11am after that for a class that's at 12pm. So like after  class, at about 1.30pm, I went home and turned on my PS2. I literally fell asleep playing a game! God.. I didn't imagine how tired I was. By the way, I almost fell asleep in class too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 5.20pm for a group meeting... Was at Starbucks, Uptown. We were there till 9pm+? Yeah and after that I left for home, bathed and went to pick up some friends. Guess where we went? Liquid bar or something. It's like the most famous 'gay' bar in town I suppose but being naturally curious I decided to go check it out and dragged 3 friends along, John, Elwin and Yew Meng. We got in for free because a friend of mine works there. Well apparently according to her, Wednesdays are 'straight' nights. So of course we did not encounter any 'bended' people. To tell you the truth Yew Meng literally freaked out when I said "We're going to Liquid"... So yeah, I had to call Crystal, the Ambassador, to re-confirm that it's a 'straight' night and with confidence she says "Yeah! It is straight night so come on over =)" (well i can picture the smile la haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without much effort I managed to drag Yew Meng along and managed to find that place (It's somewhere dodgy man... But how come really rich 'bended' people go there??) So due it being a weekday, a Wednesday, the club's pretty much empty. I proposed to having seating inside but changed my mind after seeing that the seats were cushioned couches (You'll never know what happened on it). So we sat outside, boy was the environment great. Wednesdays are also known as retro nights, so imagine the old school songs playing there. It was awesome. The songs and the environment but the prices weren't very attractive you see... 1 jug of beer for rm50? God I can like get 2 jugs of beer for rm70 in &lt;strong&gt;LEGEND HOTEL!&lt;/strong&gt; I was there to actually check out the place as well as help Crystal on her job (She has to bring in a certain number of people on Wednesdays which is when she's working) But upon arriving, I saw her throng of friends... The thought of why does she even want me to come by when she has already so many friends there! Lol. Crystal's really nice enough to even get me 2 mugs of beer! =D &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; =) I owe you one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Elwin was really enjoying himself too that's because he loves these retro songs. Well John isn't much of a clubber and Yew Meng... How can the King of Shuffling shuffle to retro? So of course he was pretty disappointed (He was in his shuffling gear and all). We left pretty early because we weren't very much prepared for the price of the drinks there. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to this mamak in SEA park after that called 'Al-Ehsan'. Right after our 'yamcha' session we went to a nearby cafe called 'CS internet cafe' to... yeah you guessed it right, to play CS! But just to let you know the name of the cafe has got nothing to do with the game CS. Right after our game I dropped off my friends and drove straight home thinking of a good long shower and a good night's sleep. As soon as I reached home I thought of what Lynn had said to me in the cafe... "Joe write more!" So here I am writing this blog. And yeah, I also remembered having need to prepare for my presentation (Which I'm pretty lost with). It's due later at 3pm!! But you know what? I'm just going to go sleep now and wake up later in the morning and do it... I'd do a better job after a good sleep... Anyone will anyways =)  (Sorry Shirls!! &gt;_&lt;" don't get mad ya?) =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and it's just emotions that's taking me over...."&lt;/em&gt; yeah a great song by bee gees... listening to it now and processing the lyrics which is trying to say "and it's just feeling sleepy that's taking me over, caught up in sleepiness and lost in the net..." ok like WTF am I talking bout? yeah... I need to rest all right... Well I suppose this is where it ends for today... Don't mind my grammatical errors or spelling errors 'cos I'm dead tired right now and couldn't really concentrate. My eyes are like half open now. Or half closed whichever way you want to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Lynn... is this enough? *phew*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114547752200728311?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114547752200728311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114547752200728311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114547752200728311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114547752200728311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/04/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring Day'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26414804.post-114538626579905825</id><published>2006-04-19T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:51:05.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing...</title><content type='html'>First time blogging... Guess it's best to record down the perilous journeys I face within my life for the future generations and beyond to view... Let's just hope the blogspot server doesn't crash whatsoever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26414804-114538626579905825?l=joechoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/feeds/114538626579905825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26414804&amp;postID=114538626579905825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114538626579905825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26414804/posts/default/114538626579905825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joechoong.blogspot.com/2006/04/testing.html' title='Testing...'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00502330846906299184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UURq2Y9emuU/TSLQToYnlRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Vatspv4EszM/S220/12312_384778801582_539646582_4400232_7981366_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
