<?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-4916319307730879935</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:57:52.600-08:00</updated><category term='experience'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='gathering'/><title type='text'>John Shing shout-out</title><subtitle type='html'>little things about me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-451909513148618242</id><published>2011-05-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:31:08.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changi Airport, Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Work and Travel program is what I have longed for several months. Starting from the time when I busied myself looking for an ideal job, attended job and VISA interviews in KL. What's more? Being suffered thinking about it days and nights. Finally, I'm in Changi Airport - first destinations of my 30 hours flight. I am stucking (not exactly stucking but I have no where else to go) at the Starbuck with Edwin while waiting the transit counter to open at 3am. We actually planned to settle the transit flight then find a place to sleep. Depending on our situation now, I believe we are unable to sleep until the next flight to Narita, Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about the trip, this is what I have longed for several months but I, too feeling uneasy about leaving Malaysia. Feeling sorry to my dear for leaving her for 4 months. "Don't worry, 4 months are short, we will meet in no time." That's what I have kept telling her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 months are not short but neither long too. Things could happen unexpectedly but I pray there is nothing stand between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmpdHZbbfaI/Tdf2WprztGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/QFhfVAdak60/s1600/IMG_0922.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmpdHZbbfaI/Tdf2WprztGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/QFhfVAdak60/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609222729920394338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting at KLIA Express Bandar Tasik Selatan Station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ldWtEXrXPHo/Tdf2YlhKehI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Iw04JSKLJeo/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ldWtEXrXPHo/Tdf2YlhKehI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Iw04JSKLJeo/s320/IMG_0925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609222763161745938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6yqgdMnspE/Tdf2X621_VI/AAAAAAAAAOc/M_VnlZmGWOY/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H6yqgdMnspE/Tdf2X621_VI/AAAAAAAAAOc/M_VnlZmGWOY/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609222751709953362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saja took several pics in Changi Airports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4916319307730879935-451909513148618242?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/451909513148618242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=451909513148618242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/451909513148618242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/451909513148618242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/05/changi-airport-singapore.html' title='Changi Airport, Singapore'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmpdHZbbfaI/Tdf2WprztGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/QFhfVAdak60/s72-c/IMG_0922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-269551809918874321</id><published>2011-04-15T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:02:22.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malam Anugerah Pelajar 2010 (2011)</title><content type='html'>MAP is an annual university program which is organized to reward individual or student bodies for their past year contributions for the university. Thinking 2 years back, when I was a freshman in second semester, I got invited to join the dinner with other SIFErs. It was the year that Kahon got the Mahasiswa Gemilang award and also since then, I have made up my mind to obtain the similar award. Then, last year convocation, ex-SIFErs Mohd Fuad and Yee Ei got Anugerah Diraja and Anegerah Canselor respectively during their convocation. That incident has once again triggered me to work harder for those awards.&lt;div&gt;Some may think I am materialistic. In fact, I am glad to announce that I am somehow materialistic. I have work so hard and thus I hope to have some return, in any way. At least a thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, 15/5/2011, it was my third time being in the MAP and I had applied for several awards. I applied for the Anugerah Kepimpinan and Mahasiswa Gemilang. Besides, I helped SIFE to sign up for the Best program and Best Club awards. The night was kind of boring despite the theme for the night was Retro. The organizer had worked quite hard to bring up the crowd mood but in vain. Skip that, the night was indeed kind of boring. They invited an artist to perform several Malay oldies. I wondered why didn't they play English oldies. I bet more people would enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the time had finally come, announcing the award holders, SIFE got nominated for the best program and best club awards, just nominated. We were kind of disappointed for the fact that EngiFest'10 failed to get the best program award. How was it so? I wish I could ask how the organizers evaluate the candidates. I am not blaming any party, I ask this just out of curiosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was about to lose hope in getting any reward, Chung Park and Rinesh called to get out from the hall to get some fresh air, intended to skip the oldies performance again. We discussed about the matter, why EngiFest and SIFE couldn't get the rewards. When the award giving session continued, we got back to our seats. As I was walking back to my seat, my name was announced for getting the Anugerah Khas HEP. I was stunned. I heard my name was called and some cheers, which I think the cheers was from my friends. By the time I got up to the stage and receive the reward, I was shaking terribly. I had to control my feet hard for not showing any anxiety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, for the several awards, I got nominated for the Kepimpinan and Mahasiswa Gemilang but did not get any of those. Those awards were given away to someone more worthy. I told myself "No worry, it will come to me someday.". Nah!! I think I'm going to retire. I want to focus on my studies from now on. I have worked so hard for my co curriculum activities and I was rewarded. I should feel contented by now although I really desire for the Anugerah Mahasiswa Gemilang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-269551809918874321?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/269551809918874321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=269551809918874321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/269551809918874321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/269551809918874321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/04/malam-anugerah-pelajar-2010-2011.html' title='Malam Anugerah Pelajar 2010 (2011)'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3295301797138308701</id><published>2011-03-05T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:15:00.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Critics make Perfect</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, I was the President of the PAP organizing committee for the year of 2011. Since that night, I had received lots of congratulates and complains thought the latter were more. I told myself, those complains were constructive. I needed to listen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, 5/3/2011, was the Chinese Cultural Night organized by Utem. I did not go. I gave excuse that I need to do my work. But, maybe the truth was, I was escaping. I did not wish to see how good they were. Because I knew, my housemates would tell me everything. Expectedly, they came back from Melacca about 12am and asked me to join them at 25jam. As I got into the car, they started to talk about how good Utem was. To be frank, it was kind of sad to hear the comparisons. Apparently, Utem's show was far better than what I had organized earlier. I was informed they had spent about RM50k on the overall preparation. The performance alone took 80% of the budget. Their performance was awesome whereas we had something that no people understood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those complains were literally not good for hearing and kind of hurts. I was about to explode as my housemates kept making comparisons. I was about to shout out "why don't you organize a PAP your own and see what's the result?". I controlled myself. I knew those were constructive comments. If I do not accept any critics, how am I going to improve next time? Ever since I had stepped down from my position, I told myself not to take part in any of those roles again. I wanted to be an audience before I graduate from UTHM. But, after yesterday midnight, I thought of having another chance to be part of the organizing committee, so that I could have the chance to improvise for the last time. This was just my thought at the moment. If I am able to have that last chance, I would work my best to make that experience that I would cherish for the rest of my life. Not something that myself regret again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3295301797138308701?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3295301797138308701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3295301797138308701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3295301797138308701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3295301797138308701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/03/critics-make-perfect.html' title='Critics make Perfect'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-2200793480682159366</id><published>2011-03-05T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T03:42:20.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Training of The Drum Team</title><content type='html'>We had the first ever training session on this morning at Batu Pahat area. It was an exciting experience and most tiring training ever. On top of that, I think I really feel good on what I have achieved. The hard work for pass 2 months is not come in vain. However, it is only the beginning. I have yet to know what will happen next week. Will PKSK approve my application from having the transportation for the whole semester and sponsor us for the whole expenses? Will be finding out next week with Kah Ling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Formation of the team is one of my achievements in UTHM. I have done my part as one of the committee members of BKTH and I have no regret now.  I do not hope the drum team to be very successful but I do hope the team will go well and last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-2200793480682159366?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2200793480682159366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=2200793480682159366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2200793480682159366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2200793480682159366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-training-of-drum-team.html' title='First Training of The Drum Team'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-837456360657077148</id><published>2011-02-12T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:44:07.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>春晚结束~~</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was the PAP performance night organized by my team of people in UTHM. I would not dare to say it was perfect but I felt contented when I was in the front VVIP seat. At least from what I saw and heard, I could feel the happy crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation was not an easy job. When I thought back the time when I promised to take up the challenge, I wonder what I was thinking. I knew I would have a freaking busy life, I may need to sacrifice my entertainment and study time. But yet, I took the task to be the PIC for PAP 2011. Now, everything had passed..I can announce "At least I tried!!" ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might know the procedures for some sort of applications in UTHM. That's the reason why I got nominated to be the PIC for PAP. Then I realized I actually know very little stuff. Through this event, I can see my weaknesses. I was not being decisive when problem arose, I took my time thinking when my members wanted immediate answer. I was not good in public relation, I did a poor job in communicating with my members, sponsors, VVIP. My public speaking skill, poor! There was a paper in front of me and all I had to do was reading but yet I knew I had a poor voice. And I got to know another thing, TNC AA likes music... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a busy time for past 2 months. Worries everyday.But now everything had come to an end. It's time for me to step down from everything. Take some rest and do anything that I like. Do anything for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-837456360657077148?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/837456360657077148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=837456360657077148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/837456360657077148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/837456360657077148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='春晚结束~~'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8198237837667294012</id><published>2011-01-19T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:44:00.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>敦华新春宣传短片.MP4</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6f00YCMio0I?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotional video for UTHM Pesta Ang Pao 2011.&lt;br /&gt;A million thanks to Technical Team, especially Helen Tan and Kah Ling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8198237837667294012?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8198237837667294012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8198237837667294012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8198237837667294012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8198237837667294012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/01/mp4.html' title='敦华新春宣传短片.MP4'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6f00YCMio0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1382330793454658373</id><published>2011-01-16T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T02:14:11.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Cellular Charging Method from Maxis</title><content type='html'>I have started using Iphone since mid of November 2010. I have used my Iphone to access to internet since then. Watching videos, surfing, blogging like using my laptop. I love the mobility and convenience that Iphone provides me. The feeling was great until I received my November bill at December. I was shocked to realize my postpaid phone bill rise to few hundred ringgit. Without any hesitation, I turn off the 3G button and Cellular Data button on my Iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At December, I continued using my Iphone for surfing website and watching videos by WIFI. I did not hold back because I assumed I had already cut off my 3G and cellular data service and online through WIFI only. Surprisingly, there was another shocking news when I received my December bill at 15th January 2011. Few hundreds ringgit again. I met the people from Maxis center immediately and called to Maxis Service Line, no practical solutions were given. Some of them doubted that I had forgotten to turn off those button while using online whereas another personnel kept suggesting me to turn off those buttons.&lt;br /&gt;"HEY! I HAVE TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES. I HAVE TURNED OFF THOSE BLOODY BUTTONS A MONTH AGO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very disappointed to Maxis for not giving me any practical solution on this matter. I was told that there are Maxis customers complaining about the same matter like me. Getting unknown cellular data charges from Maxis which they did not actually used the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was advised to TURN OFF THE 3G AND CELLULAR DATA BUTTONS then try to surf the internet. If I get additional charges, I can go to any Maxis center to file a report.... Well... I can definitely go to Maxis center to file a report... but what's next? What is the practical solution Maxis can provide me? Will Maxis deduct those charges from my phone bills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TTLECeudJlI/AAAAAAAAANo/pRIb0aCV9pE/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TTLECeudJlI/AAAAAAAAANo/pRIb0aCV9pE/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562724036642678354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TTLECC6nQ7I/AAAAAAAAANg/fAOELfFxMNA/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TTLECC6nQ7I/AAAAAAAAANg/fAOELfFxMNA/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562724029177480114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this photos as a proof that I have already turned off those bloody buttons today. Hoping this photos help me when I wanna to kick its ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1382330793454658373?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1382330793454658373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1382330793454658373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1382330793454658373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1382330793454658373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-started-using-iphone-since-mid.html' title='Bloody Cellular Charging Method from Maxis'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TTLECeudJlI/AAAAAAAAANo/pRIb0aCV9pE/s72-c/IMG_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4285732762780021455</id><published>2011-01-10T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:35:12.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of feeling</title><content type='html'>What would you feel if you have two options to choose: A is an oppurtunity for you to work and travel whereas B is an opportunity to work intern under Microsoft. Frankly speaking, I prefer Option A but in the meantime I had sent my application for option B. I was asked to attend an interview in KLCC. After the group assessment then I knew I was not accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should feel happy because I can focus my mind now on the US work and travel application but somehow I had an upset feeling about my rejection. I believe I did considerably good. Others were good as well. But why only chose 2 out of 12 people? I need to know why. On the way back to home, I tried to recall what I had done back there that cost me this oppurtunity. I made few silly mistakes. Some mistakes should not happen. I took the lead of the discussion but I misused a permanent marker to write on the whiteboard. What's worst? I walked away! I should have stayed behind tried to wipe of those ink despite the interviewers said "nevermind". I got short of words when I had the opportunity to speak up. And finally, when the interviewer asked who can be a leader. I should have volunteer myself. Instead voicing up, I sat there waiting people to praise me. What an idiot of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do not know whether the judges noticed or even care my mistakes back then. Either I do not know what made me rejected. I need to know answer or I'll never improve. Those mistakes should never happen again. Right now, my main priorities are Pesta Ang Pao and US work application. I should never do something that make me feel regret again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4285732762780021455?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4285732762780021455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4285732762780021455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4285732762780021455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4285732762780021455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/01/mixture-of-feeling.html' title='Mixture of feeling'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4866310827988463549</id><published>2011-01-02T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:22:23.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melacca Trip When OTW Back to Parit Raja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt9HFll4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/-9Izqf0p9jk/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt9HFll4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/-9Izqf0p9jk/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633205561300866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt8g0zLAI/AAAAAAAAANI/gwcdjabNXLo/s1600/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt8g0zLAI/AAAAAAAAANI/gwcdjabNXLo/s320/IMG_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633195290340354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt8KNJxeI/AAAAAAAAANA/oRBPgfR5vCI/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt8KNJxeI/AAAAAAAAANA/oRBPgfR5vCI/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633189218469346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt7NADZoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/buXsuQ3w2uc/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt7NADZoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/buXsuQ3w2uc/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633172788962946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt6t2G7UI/AAAAAAAAAMw/d7hi-gg6FHg/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt6t2G7UI/AAAAAAAAAMw/d7hi-gg6FHg/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633164425751874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience of traveling to Melacca when on the way back to Parit Raja was awesome. It was my first time driving a long distance and stopped somewhere to cari makan.... but... the outcome was gaining some kg around my waist and tired mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCvp5dActI/AAAAAAAAANY/aEFMdQ5uloA/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCvp5dActI/AAAAAAAAANY/aEFMdQ5uloA/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557635074507174610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Try to  spot the mistakes... the Melacca gov should take a serious  consideration on this issue... I do not wish Malaysian English is  another "laugh story" for the native speakers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4866310827988463549?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4866310827988463549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4866310827988463549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4866310827988463549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4866310827988463549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2011/01/melacca-trip-when-otw-back-to-parit.html' title='Melacca Trip When OTW Back to Parit Raja'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TSCt9HFll4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/-9Izqf0p9jk/s72-c/IMG_0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1532669319518585128</id><published>2010-12-28T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T08:25:50.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me^^</title><content type='html'>I had quite a different experience of birthday this year - I spent the whole day by myself except the time when I accompanied mom to visit a dentist. Quite different huh? You may say. Well! I did not feel lonely today despite the fact that no one celebrated with me^^ today. In fact, I'm glad that I have some quality time for myself. I have been hanging out with friends since Christmas eve until yesterday. Hanging out continuously 4 days had totally worn me out. Friday night with Uni friends, Saturday had a totally different experience of Christmas. Then kl gang celebrated my birthday in Sunway Red Box which ended up kind of Bo song. Monday yam cha with two gang of people and I was treated by them. Hence, I think spending my time being lonely on my actual birthday is something refreshing, never been done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However If I say I did not feel bad being alone during birthday mean I am lying. Who does feel good being alone on this kind of special event? But this time I felt contented. I'm grateful I have friends remembered my birthday and celebrated with me beforehand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1532669319518585128?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1532669319518585128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1532669319518585128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1532669319518585128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1532669319518585128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me^^'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5053519762548340345</id><published>2010-12-24T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:20:01.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TRTVeJs-6lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cXDDIziU6ug/s1600/christmas-decorations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TRTVeJs-6lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cXDDIziU6ug/s320/christmas-decorations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554298954432047698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas night 2010... Last few day of 2010 before entering a brand new year. I just spent my night with my univ mate - Shwu Wen, Hui Roong and Xin Yu. 3 beautiful girls enjoyed themselves with shopping before I went to meet them in Time Square. Well, I should say this is a weird combination because I was still wondering why they would spend their xmas in KL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at BBQ plaza. I enjoyed the food but somehow I felt uneasy. Maybe because there was no good topic to chat about among us. Well, three of them would definitely no problem but as for me. I was the only guy there so I did not know what to talk about. Then, we went to Pavilion to watch snow which we ended up in disappointment because the snowing session was ended long before we arrived at there. Nevermind, we enjoyed ourselves at snowflake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Time Square to pick up Shwu Wen's car, we encountered a crowd who all were enjoying spraying snow or ribbon at each other. We went through the crowd then we were aimed by strangers. Desperately, we bought 4 bottles of the spray to take our vengeance. The high rise spirits lasted only for few minutes before we all surrender due to suffocation by the snow. For those who have not tried it, there is another chance on New Year's eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5053519762548340345?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5053519762548340345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5053519762548340345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5053519762548340345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5053519762548340345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TRTVeJs-6lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cXDDIziU6ug/s72-c/christmas-decorations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3782740676034902556</id><published>2010-12-21T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:44:25.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless</title><content type='html'>It is my 3rd night spending in Parit Raja. I had come back earlier to try to settle my CNY program for next year but so far no good result has produced. The university is busying with the royal debate competition. So most of the officers do not have time to deal with me. &lt;br /&gt;I went to meet ms.ng yesterday morning(finally able to meet her). I told her about my condition and then she messaged someone. She asked me to go back to wait for confirmation. When I told her I would come again the next morning. She told me not to come until next week. OMG. I am going home this coming Friday and I had promised myself to settle everthing by then before I go back. The teams are waiting for my confirmation. What should I do now? Haiz.... Tire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping everything turns out fine. God bless. Amithaba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3782740676034902556?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3782740676034902556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3782740676034902556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3782740676034902556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3782740676034902556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/pointless.html' title='Pointless'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5560107498306021395</id><published>2010-12-19T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:42:05.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Had Sex (feat. Akon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lQlIhraqL7o?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this video. Song by The Lonely Island featuring Akon. Funny shit. It made my day felt better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I Just Had Sex Lyric - By The Lonely Island feat. Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Lonely Island]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something beautiful happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Lonely Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Lonely Island]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't know how to express yourself so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just gotta sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it felt so good (felt so good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A woman let me put my penis inside her (her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex (Hey!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll never go back (never go back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the not-having-sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ways of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever had sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have, it felt great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It felt so good when I did it with my penis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A girl let me do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It literally just happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Having sex could make a nice man out' the meanest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll never guess where I just came from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I had to describe the feeling it was the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I had the sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Meant my penis felt great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I called my parents right after I was done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh hey, didn't see you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess what I just did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had sex, undressed, saw her boobies and the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice of her to let you do that thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice of any girl ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it felt so good (felt so good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A woman let me put my penis inside her (her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Wanna tell the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm surprised she even wanted me to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't really make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But man, screw it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ain't one to argue with a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She could be my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The best 30 seconds of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so humbled by a girls ability to let me do her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuz honestly I'd have sex with a pile of manure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With that in mind the soft, nice-smellin' girl's better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She let me wear my chain and my turtle neck sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So this one's dedicated to them girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That let us flop around on top of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you're near or far, whether short or tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We wanna thank you all for lettin' us fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She kept looking at her watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't matter, I had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I cried the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't matter, I had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Jorma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think she might have been a racist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't matter, I had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Andy Samberg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She put a bag on my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Akon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And my dreams came true (dreams came true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So if you had sex in the last 30 minutes then you're qualified to sing with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex (everybody sing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it felt so good (we all had sex!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A woman let me put my penis inside her (I wanna tell the whole world!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just had sex (I just had sex!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll never go back (no, no, no!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the not-having-sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ways of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5560107498306021395?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5560107498306021395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5560107498306021395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5560107498306021395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5560107498306021395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-had-sex-feat-akon.html' title='I Just Had Sex (feat. Akon)'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lQlIhraqL7o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5574796648193737700</id><published>2010-12-10T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T08:05:51.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First night of Holidays</title><content type='html'>Exams were all over and my holidays have just begun. I just had a tire day of traveling from Batu Pahat back to Serdang and spending my evening time in Time Square just to pick up my Acer. I have never felt so good in a month time after coming back from South Korea. I feel alive again. Spending my time for myself. It's good to have carefree lifestyle once a while. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5574796648193737700?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5574796648193737700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5574796648193737700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5574796648193737700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5574796648193737700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-night-of-holidays.html' title='First night of Holidays'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7153089674577509308</id><published>2010-12-05T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T06:47:11.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TPulTHLEIwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cj8IFLH6LB4/s1600/result_of_stress_by_clemz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547209113798451970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TPulTHLEIwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cj8IFLH6LB4/s320/result_of_stress_by_clemz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This semester SUX....&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything turns out great in the end.... I do not wish to retake too many subjects at next semester....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7153089674577509308?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7153089674577509308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7153089674577509308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7153089674577509308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7153089674577509308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/12/exam-stress.html' title='Exam Stress'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TPulTHLEIwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cj8IFLH6LB4/s72-c/result_of_stress_by_clemz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8611624331875548910</id><published>2010-11-17T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T09:41:50.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slack off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TOQS9PWPd7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mn8ujRhfE-E/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TOQS9PWPd7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mn8ujRhfE-E/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540574284873693106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been slacking off from my normal duties. My blog entries for Korea trip had stopped though I still have a lot of things wanna say; my report was suck but I was too lazy to re-do. What's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going back to BP in few hours time to start many final exam revisions. No more excuse to slack off. I am clear and understand about what is the consequence if I slack off during this hyper-tension period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8611624331875548910?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8611624331875548910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8611624331875548910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8611624331875548910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8611624331875548910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/slack-off.html' title='Slack off'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TOQS9PWPd7I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Mn8ujRhfE-E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4267268276658195567</id><published>2010-11-13T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:29:26.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - High Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9Ikv4myII/AAAAAAAAAME/g_htydqPw90/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DMC is a project which has been conducted by the South Korea government since 2002 and expected to end on 2015. DMC which stands for Digital Media City is the first high tech complex in the world to have high-end digital technologies and housing ubiquitous network. The visit from us has really made my mind open wide. To see how other countries are working extensively to improve their economy and technology status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In DMC, the Korean are implementing technologies into our daily life. In future 5 years time, there will be information tourist booth, IP lighting post, intelligent bus stop, and many other along the main road of the DMC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my opinion, the technologies that the Korean are having and implementing into the normal life of the citizens are really something far ahead of what Malaysia have. But I am wondering is that something really nice to have? If you board on the subway, you could see most of the people in the train are either in deep thought or bending down their heads looking on their mobile's screens. And now, the Korean are coming out more and more high tech devices in the near future for the benefits of the citizens. Would this act make the citizens become more technology- dependent? It seem to be making the citizens becoming more none human-friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I have just mentioned, the DMC did make my mind open wide to see what kind of technologies that they are having in Korea in near future. Some of them are really beneficial for the public while some other which I do not really understand why they would want to have it. There was a home technology which caught my attention. Having a table-central-controller to control all your activities in your living room. Changing your window view from time to time, either to let it transparent or change it to some attractive sceneries. Having a super wide TV screen on the wall which you can multi-tasking at the same time. This technology is what I have longed for since I was young. Then, let's talk about something which I do not really interested. There is a digital pond which allow users to create "fish". This is the technology that I would not want to have. If someone wants to have a pond in their house, it ought to be lively but not something digital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G5HQp-OI/AAAAAAAAALc/Quy3l-5iImk/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G5HQp-OI/AAAAAAAAALc/Quy3l-5iImk/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539224013704394978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Garden? I am not very sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4z7nTcI/AAAAAAAAALU/0irA8AtddF4/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4z7nTcI/AAAAAAAAALU/0irA8AtddF4/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539224008515866050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4gHKIBI/AAAAAAAAALM/yDzKSaaWzQc/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4gHKIBI/AAAAAAAAALM/yDzKSaaWzQc/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539224003195576338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overview of DMC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4bwlpEI/AAAAAAAAALE/vygVIzoGeQ8/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4bwlpEI/AAAAAAAAALE/vygVIzoGeQ8/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539224002027168834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4K0jNvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R48wB4og96E/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4K0jNvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R48wB4og96E/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539223997480384242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G4K0jNvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R48wB4og96E/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9Ikv4myII/AAAAAAAAAME/g_htydqPw90/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IkUB0tlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/v8EMhfwdLyo/s1600/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IkUB0tlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/v8EMhfwdLyo/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539225855377847890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready to watch a 4D show..(far cheaper than Genting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IkGSNUKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DxnwFwatvA8/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IkGSNUKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DxnwFwatvA8/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539225851688472738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing a body scanning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IjQ1B3zI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZOqxmdtTVOM/s1600/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IjQ1B3zI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZOqxmdtTVOM/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539225837339008818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;music composer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IirG8BWI/AAAAAAAAALk/-gRDo2XSQVM/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IirG8BWI/AAAAAAAAALk/-gRDo2XSQVM/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9IirG8BWI/AAAAAAAAALk/-gRDo2XSQVM/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539225827213575522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IP light post... besides being a light post, it also cover the city with wireless service and CCTV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9Ikv4myII/AAAAAAAAAME/g_htydqPw90/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539225862855379074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Taking picture at Korea Movie Archive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4267268276658195567?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4267268276658195567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4267268276658195567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4267268276658195567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4267268276658195567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7-high-technology.html' title='Day 7 - High Technology'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TN9G5HQp-OI/AAAAAAAAALc/Quy3l-5iImk/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9057009972595323978</id><published>2010-11-11T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:01:41.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Conflict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We visited Dongguk Unviersity today which initially it was not in our itineraries. It is not far from our place, at least from what I remember. As we reached Dongguk Univ, what we first saw were a great Buddha statue and 3 elephants on the center square. I assumed that those were the symbols of Dongdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, we were led to the International Affair Office to meet the officers. The discussion that we had was pithy. We discussed matters on the future challenge which will be faced by all Korean universities and the enrollment issue. The fertility rate in Korea is decreasing owing to several problems like high living cost which will lead to decrement of number of high school student. If this continue, the competition among universities to get more students will be becoming more and more hectic and some universities may face bankruptcy . However, according to the officer, they may not increase the enrollment rate for international students owing to several major problems like quality control, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNweqNOJ6uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9fEzX6SOzRQ/s1600/IMG_1400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNweqNOJ6uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9fEzX6SOzRQ/s320/IMG_1400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538335352211237602" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwerhpLwwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ajq4apjiz44/s1600/IMG_1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwerhpLwwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ajq4apjiz44/s320/IMG_1432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538335374873182978" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwerOtsaSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s-Cu8V7PuPM/s1600/IMG_1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwerOtsaSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s-Cu8V7PuPM/s320/IMG_1415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538335369791826210" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNweqZaKuFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/onjQQsRSypU/s1600/IMG_1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNweqZaKuFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/onjQQsRSypU/s320/IMG_1406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538335355482847314" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the discussion, the tour guide from the university led us for a campus tour. We visited the faculty of performing art which is one of the popular sector in Dongdae. As we were visiting, we came across a room which had a note "Brent is here" pasted against the wall. There was a group of people discussing. A American I assumed, 2 Korean students and 2 Mexican mother and daughter who intended to study there. They were having time together to talk about anything. We were informed that Brent is there to help to build up the English conversation fluency of the Korean students. I think that this idea is actually good where the students could actually have a close interaction with a lecturer. It's also a really good way to boost up one's confident to speak English. I wonder if UTHM can have this kind of facilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfpCjOzQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2lREjxyzNTw/s1600/IMG_1471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfpCjOzQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2lREjxyzNTw/s320/IMG_1471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538336431678606594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfown7roI/AAAAAAAAAJw/geQjR-EBjSk/s1600/IMG_1460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfown7roI/AAAAAAAAAJw/geQjR-EBjSk/s320/IMG_1460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538336426866486914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfomcqwuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GhQgPgusGDE/s1600/74820_1631235934858_1055417761_1757343_902380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfomcqwuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GhQgPgusGDE/s320/74820_1631235934858_1055417761_1757343_902380_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538336424134886114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwfpctFmCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WmGL3nIGUtk/s320/IMG_1507.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538336438699268130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Further down the building there was a exhibition hall displaying Buddhist paintings. All of us thought those paintings were drawn by professional but in fact, those paintings were the final year projects for the Buddhism Study students. I was amazed the result of those art works. Those paintings were drawn by hand and no any help of any machine but yet we could see the very detail of the art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMzMuZ3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/gCP04zvZRZU/s1600/IMG_1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMzMuZ3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/gCP04zvZRZU/s320/IMG_1532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337046032967538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMQ6nOAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nUQIWIRPuDM/s1600/IMG_1529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMQ6nOAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nUQIWIRPuDM/s320/IMG_1529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337036830193666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMDxbFLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vGh-Gz3nb5g/s1600/IMG_1527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgMDxbFLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vGh-Gz3nb5g/s320/IMG_1527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337033301988530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ended our session with the student tour guide after taking a group picture. As he walked us to the side entrance of Dongdae, I chatted with him and knew that he used to stay in Qingdao International school for about 3 years and his is ambitious to work in France. This shows that if you come from a rich family in Korea, your parents would invest lot of money in your study in order to ensure your bright future. Similar to a girl which I met few days back, she used to spend her high school life in Spain then she planned to further her studies in Spanish in Korea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The lunch we had was awesome and it's FOC. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kamil ordered 2 bowls of seafood with different cooking style. The taste was awesome and spicy and the portions were great. There were 7 of us but we could not finish everything. Perhaps we ate too much from the side dishes then neglected the main dish. After we walked out from the restaurant, all of us did not feel the chill. It must be the food we ate kept us warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgxRig47I/AAAAAAAAAKw/DCePWyKkNi8/s1600/IMG_1554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgxRig47I/AAAAAAAAAKw/DCePWyKkNi8/s320/IMG_1554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337672652710834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgwzzjDuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wfa4vKXTN9Q/s1600/IMG_1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgwzzjDuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wfa4vKXTN9Q/s320/IMG_1551.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337664671092450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgwu5GyWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A1PQG1Tdueg/s1600/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNwgwu5GyWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A1PQG1Tdueg/s320/IMG_1550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538337663352228194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for the conflict that happened today, the case was actually like this. We were told that we could eat anything available in the kitchen of the guest house. So, we cooked and ate what we could find that suit our appetite. Cooking in the guest house could actually save a lot, if it is free. Later that night, the landlady came and told us that those were not FOC. We would need to pay for the food if we wanted to eat. She realized that few packets of her instant noodles gone missing but she did not ask money from us. But since then, I could tell that she became less friendly. After some while, her son came to the kitchen and took away all the instant noodles. For some reasons, I felt sorry for what I did (I ate those noodles). I may have to do something to compensation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9057009972595323978?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9057009972595323978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9057009972595323978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9057009972595323978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9057009972595323978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6-conflict.html' title='Day 6 - Conflict'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNweqNOJ6uI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9fEzX6SOzRQ/s72-c/IMG_1400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7045084278920911157</id><published>2010-11-10T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T05:37:41.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - War and Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxKDiSvmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PmdjrawJDrY/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DMZ was where we went yesterday night (10/11/10). DMZ stands for Demilitarized Zone and Korea DMZ is the only DMZ left in the world. Previously, there was another in German but ever since the unification of Germany; the wall that had separated the two Germany was torn down, Korea is the only country remains a DMZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;DMZ is located about 1 and a half hour away from Seoul and the bus trip to that place was not boring; the tour guide talked a lot about the history between South and North Korea. We reached a place where the Freedom Bridge was located to shift to a shuttle bus. According to the tour guide, the Freedom Bridge was the first place where the North Korea refugees reached South Korea. After the refugees came to SK they could never back to NK to meet their families. They could only meet their families at the border which is always heavily guarded. Now, these families stay somewhere near the DMZ to continue their lives, to earn their living. The place which they stay is called Unification Village and this is a piece of land which SK government gave to these refugees with no condition. Besides, they have tax free for life and they are excluded from national military service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, we went to a observatory platform to see how the NK look like. Somewhere near the border, the NK had built a fake village to "trick" the SK people that they are having a good life. But in fact, there is no resident in this village and the houses built are only structure. In my opinion, why would the NK government wasted their money just to satisfy their egoism to the NK. I do not know much about the policies that those NK people are implementing, but this act will only show their stupidity. They should have known that the SK people would eventually find out the truth behind those building. The government of NK should have spent the citizen money wisely, perhaps in solving the problems of poverty or increasing the public facilities for the civilians. God bless the NK civilians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 3rd tunnel was our next destination. In fact, SK had discovered 4 tunnels so far that were dug by the NK. Needless I say, these tunnels were used for NK for surprise attack Seoul. Different tunnel was discovered at different time and only 3rd tunnel was opened to public. The tunnel was 2m wide and 2m in height. In the old time, the fully armed NK army spent 1 hour to run all the way from NK to Seoul. FYI, this tunnel is located 56km away from Seoul. When I was in the tunnel, I would have to bend myseld down in order to avoid my head from hitting the concrete rocks. Hence, I could not imagine how the NK army could arrive at the other end of the tunnel in 1 hour time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Along the tunnel, there are notice boards showing some interesting facts about the tunnel. As you are walking further in the tunnel, you could see there are lots of coal stains on the wall. The NK claimed that the tunnels were initially for the purpose of mining coal. But later the SK proved that the geographical area around that perimeter did not contain any coal, only granite. Second, there are a lot of bomb hole which all are directed towards Seoul. In the old time, the NK could not dug the tunnel with tools because the wall was too hard. So they used dynamites to bomb all the way to Seoul. Third, the tunnel was built with an angle 3/1000 (I do not know what it's meant). The South part of the tunnel was higher than the North part so that the the water would not stagnant in the tunnel which would affect the army forwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We walked about 265m from the entrance and there was where the 3rd wall located. In order to block out the invasion of NK, SK had built 3 walls in the tunnel. If we  were to torn down the walls, we could walk all the way to NK without much effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrqRvakoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VCmusB6xuAc/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrqRvakoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VCmusB6xuAc/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538279278331466370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The overview of the 3rd Tunnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrqVI83cI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UZX-2fdQFqY/s1600/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrqVI83cI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UZX-2fdQFqY/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538279279243877826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have beautified DMZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrp67wcEI/AAAAAAAAAII/h21x5hkoBeg/s1600/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrp67wcEI/AAAAAAAAAII/h21x5hkoBeg/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538279272209215554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view of NK from the observatory platform&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrp6k4haI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KMcuMwH6QxM/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrp6k4haI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KMcuMwH6QxM/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538279272113276322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wishings of the NK and SK at the Freedom Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrpgEx3zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mTN-veNWjF4/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrpgEx3zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mTN-veNWjF4/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538279264999300914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Freedom Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Later that night, we went to Cheongyecheon River to visit the Lantern Festival. It's a annually event where beautifuls lanterns are made then displayed on the river. What impressed me was the river itself. I am not sure whether it's a man-made or natural river. The river is so clean and no smell at all. Two pedestrian paths were built along the river so people could enjoy their stroll on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxKDiSvmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PmdjrawJDrY/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxKDiSvmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PmdjrawJDrY/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538285321832283746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;river lanterns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJ2A0hEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/h4Xx9cxIMdQ/s1600/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJ2A0hEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/h4Xx9cxIMdQ/s320/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538285318202229826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hot balloon was really attactive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJqlKTAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/flFtYiGGWbU/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJqlKTAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/flFtYiGGWbU/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538285315133426690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJcepuRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5tqA-WYpEBg/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJcepuRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5tqA-WYpEBg/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538285311348029714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJGE0g-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/f1euHMg_c8A/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvxJGE0g-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/f1euHMg_c8A/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538285305334105058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Klang River could never transformed into this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7045084278920911157?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7045084278920911157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7045084278920911157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7045084278920911157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7045084278920911157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-war-and-festival.html' title='Day 5 - War and Festival'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNvrqRvakoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VCmusB6xuAc/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3120232204277648602</id><published>2010-11-09T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:50:31.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - New Ideas, New Vision</title><content type='html'>We visited Korea University (KU) and Malaysian Embassy today and these visitations did gave me a lot inspirations. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Korea University by cab then we were welcomed by a Korean student who work as a part-time receptionist. His speaks fluent English regardless of his accent. He led us around the campus and explained about the history of KU. As far as I remembered what he said, there is a new building which started operation on 2005, the design of the building comprised the element of pass, present and future development of KU. Though I did not pay fully attention when he was talking that part of the history but I could see the design of the building was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another interesting history about KU is the golden apple matter. There were once a Korean coffee shop and Starbucks operated under a same building. Business of Starbucks was very good since the Korean prefer international brand than local brand which eventually caused the local people feeling unhappy about it. These two parties were in tension condition before a quarrel finally broke off. So, in order to apologize to the local people, KU built a big golden apple on the rooftop of the building and Starbucks was shifted near proximity of KU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatting with Azrul (tour guide) did learn a lot about Korean culture. The way the students study; the way the students behave, etc. It would be better if I list down in point form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) They brush their teeth after every meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) They won't allow themselves to have body odour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) They would "camping" in the library during the examination week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) They do not have study break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) They can study 24 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) They are competitive... among universities; among their friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) The city is clean and beautiful. You can hardly find a dustbin to throw rubbish but the place is still clean. However, they spit everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) They like tight jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) They are "kiasu" in studies. If you are good, people will stick to you automatically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) 45 marks out of 50 is a D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) The entry exam marks to enter KU is 395 out of 400.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12)  They just do not say "Excuse me" if you are in their way. They will just push you out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) In the test, you will need to answer all question in 50  minutes time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Hangyang Univ. do not allow students to use calculator. Even the Engineering students have to memorise everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Just like other Asia countries, you need to have good memory to memorize everything in the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) After completing your 1st year in univ. then you will stop study for 2 years for the military service. So, most of the men in Korea do not study hard during 1st year. But after re-entering the univ... study madly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) Even the aunties in Korea are fashionable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) Be careful of what you are going to say because you may not know if they understand Mandarin, English or Japanese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) You will have to take the initiative to approach the Korean yourselves if you wanna befriended with them. They may seem bossy but they can be very friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above points are what I think about Korean currently. These may not apply on all Korean but there is a minority of people who are behaving like this. If I ever offended any party for making those statements, I would like to say I am sorry about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the long chat with Azrul, Adif took over the job and led us to Malaysian Embassy. We had a meeting with Mr.Hanisan, who is the counselor for the exchange students, discussing about the education system for Korea and Malaysia. Again, I would just list down the main point that we had discussed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) For students who want to further their Master in overseas, they will have to search sponsorship themselves.. JPA sponsor Degree only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Malaysia - GDP 8000; Korea - GDP 20000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Malaysia lags Korea for 10 years. You can see the difference from the railway system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) South Korea is a republic country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) If you work in Korea, you will get 2 month bonus every 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) The starting salary for fresh graduate is RM7000 (engineering field)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) You will have to work whole day even if it is Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Drug addicts in Korea is less than 1%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) In Malaysia, we have 2 ministries to govern the IPTA and IPTS. In Korea, there is only 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Most universities in Korea are private. Less half-public,half-private.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Private sectors invest/sponsor the universities to build better facilities. New products invent/modify/improvise will belong to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) There is no such thing like subsidy in Korea. No subsidy for medical expenses, no subsidy for education, no subsidy for patrol, no subsidy on anything. The citizen will have to bear the expenses all by themselves. That is why most families in Korea do not have more than 2 kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the meeting, hearing all these information made me feel want to do something to improve Malaysia. Malaysia is considered as the top 3 countries in South East Asia but the systems that we have are old-fashioned. In this fast changing world, it will be either you eliminate people or you will be eliminated. Changes need to be done and the first mission to be accomplished would be true unity. Unity among people is really important to ensure the country's development. Let's hope for the concept one 1Malaysia do work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3120232204277648602?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3120232204277648602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3120232204277648602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3120232204277648602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3120232204277648602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4-new-ideas-new-vision.html' title='Day 4 - New Ideas, New Vision'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1443472821830964362</id><published>2010-11-08T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T04:56:47.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Visitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 3rd day of the trip was the most fruitful one. We paid a visit to Hangyang University (HYU). The university was located quite a distance from Happy Guest House so Kamil (tour guide) suggested us to take cab. It did not take a long time to get two cab for all of us (total 6 people) just in front of Beotigogae station. The taxi was a Hyundai (WOW...) and the initial charging was 2400won (approx RM7.20). Regardless of the conversion, the fare could be considered kind of low. (Conversion rate is RM3.00 equivalent to 1000won, depends on the current rate. For my case, I exchanged it with RM2.90) The taxi was equipped with complete GPS system and T-money devices. The overall experience of taking a Korean cab was nice, at least I could say it is far better than taking a Malaysian cab. It just took us about 15 minutes to reach the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I stepped off the cab a gust of chill wind blew against us and this was killing. If I was not mistaken, the outdoor temperature was about 6 degree celcius and my clothing was definitely not enough. The jacket that I was wearing was too thin thus I had made up my mind to buy another jacket (make it as a souvenir for myself). Okay, back to the story, the university compund was beautiful, nicely architectured. The trees were in different colors made the scenery more beautiful. I was thinking how good it would be if Malaysia has four season. We were welcomed by Malaysian students who were studying in HYU. Then they led us to the admistration office (I assumed) and there awaited a Korean lady who was from International Affair Office. She gave us a warm welcome then invited us to the seats.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The meeting was started off by showing some video clips about HYU and the activities they have annually. Then it was a Q&amp;amp;A session where we could ask question about the HYU. Apparently, there were not more than 50 Malaysian students in HYU and not more than 350 in whole Korea. The enrollment of Malaysian students was controlled by the local government. We also asked about the summer camp that they offer for internationl students. It is a annually event which last for about 1 month and students are welcomed to pick up any courses that offered in HYU. Within this 1 month, the students will attend classes like usual accompany with lots of interesting activities like barbeque, beach party, dance party and eventually FINAL EXAMs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The meeting ended after the receptionist satisfied our desire of asking. After taking a group picture, then the Malaysian students took us around the campus for a tour. The field is different than Malaysia. No grass on it, just sand. The buildings are beautiful. The gardens are even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a campus tour, our tour guide led us to a nearby Korean restaurant. From what I seen, this is a franchise chain restaurant. I ordered a bowl of noodle. To be frank, there were not many choices could be made. It's was either too expensive or too spicy. Luckily, the bowl of noodle was not bad. The soup was nice but the noodle was just too soft. I had forgotten what was the name and it cost 5000won.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The lunch session was considered great but the next activities were best. We went to lots of places for shopping. I bought a jacket at Dongdaemun, sourvenirs at Namdaemun and jalan-jalan at Myungdong. These activities were best but cost me alot. About the total money that I had spent I would just keep it as a secret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;##&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The visitation let me have an new perspective about how the Korean universities run. Chatting with the Malaysian students who study in Korea did allow me to gain some ideas about the culture of Korean. Shopping experience in the three places that I had mentioned just now let me realized that Petaling Street in KL "memang tak boleh pakai".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1443472821830964362?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1443472821830964362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1443472821830964362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1443472821830964362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1443472821830964362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3-visitation.html' title='Day 3 - Visitation'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-267338746520087642</id><published>2010-11-07T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:04:33.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Nami Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I planned to wake up early this morning to jog around the neighborhood of where I am staying. But turned out, I overslept because of my alarm. I set my alarm at 8.30am morning. When I was awaken, it was only 8am. But the time was Malaysian time. Oh my gosh. Plan ruined and staying healthy in Korea has to be postponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our destination today was Nami Island. It will be a long trip to Nami Island which we need to take 3 different trains, bus ride then in the end ferry ride. The most suffering was the trip from Cheongnyanni Station Plaze to Gapyeong Station. It took us about 1 and a half hour to reach there and what make the condition worst was the train did not have proper air-conditioning. I aware of something particularly in all public transport that I have taken so far, which the inner part of the vehicles would be kind of stuffy. Wondering how are they going to improve the air ventilation inside a bus or train or anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we arrived at the Gapyeong Station, we walked towards a bus station to get our tickets to Nami Island. Then we found a place to settle down and had some local fried snacks while waiting the bus to depart. The delicacies that we had were somehow similar to Malaysia "lobak". Something not really special because it seem like we could find all those food in Malaysia. What I was expected to try was something cooked with tomato sauce, unfortunately, it was sold out and gotta wait. (it's such a loss that I did not capture the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's was 130pm and we were all in the bus heading to our destination. The bus was cramped with people and I could merely move. Along this journey, we met two interesting women. They are one Sarawakian and another Singaporean. Since then, we knew each other and stick together to continue our journey. No sooner or later, the bus driver said something which all of us did not understand. After getting help from other passengers then we knew we would have to get down from bus in the half-way before the harbor because the way was cramped by the cars. It was quite an experience to walk with a big group of people. But if the weather was warmer, it would be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reaching at the harbor was another good site-seeing. It was prosperous; full of restaurants and extreme game facilities. I could see people were lining up for the bungee jumping and extreme-long flying fox which could bring you straight in Nami Island. There is one interesting fact about this island. This island is called Naminara Republic, a.k.a Nami Island. I was told that this is a self-govern island which we require "visa" to enter. This so-called "visa"  is actually the entrance ticket. 8000 won for a "visa". With this visa we could enter the island by taking a ferry trip, which is a 5 minutes ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we entered the island, the instrumental music for Winter Sonata can be heard. A saxophone player was performing in front of the public. I was amazed by his professionalism because he could really play well under this cold weather, unlike my fingers were freezing. This island is famous for it scenery. Indeed, the scenery was awesome. One could never deny its tranquility and beauty. The beauty of this island made me had a urge to build a house there. Then a cold breeze of wind crashed my dream to pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides the beautiful scenery, there are some other attractions we should visit. The Unicef Hall, Winter Sonata Photo Gallery, History and Culture Exhibition Center and so much more. We did not manage to visit the whole island because we were running out of time. The other reason was we spent too much time fantasizing ourselves taking pictures. Making "muka poyo". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We left the island at about 5pm. There was another interesting incident. The queue that we encountered earlier in the afternoon was getting longer because the public are leaving before the sky goes dark. (The sky of Korea goes completely dark at 6p.m.) The queue was surprisingly long and we could not even see the end. Luckily, the women we met in the bus came up with an idea, which save us lot of time for lining up far back behind. After the ferry ride, came the taxi ride back to Gapyeong Station, then a long journey train ride back to Cheongnyanni Station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the end, our journey was completed with a wonderful dinner. Thanks to our tour guides, they led us to Dongdaemun Station, then walked for a short distance before we came to a typical Korean food shop. The shop was relatively small but the food was okay. We ordered fish and sotong which were really nice. Not to forget to mention how delicious were the side-dishes. Kimchi was nice but it was only refilled once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day 2 was something special to me. It's really a eye-opener for me to see how beautiful Korea is. However, I have discovered Korean people have bad habits which are they will not say sorry if they bump into someone and push they way forcefully is you are blocking their way.        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-267338746520087642?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/267338746520087642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=267338746520087642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/267338746520087642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/267338746520087642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2-nami-island.html' title='Day 2 - Nami Island'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4466415664090707873</id><published>2010-11-07T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T07:08:43.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting of My Korea Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNbAlTF1csI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n-1aquo6Yxc/s1600/150329_1578761723019_1654942625_1355417_5971210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNbAlTF1csI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n-1aquo6Yxc/s320/150329_1578761723019_1654942625_1355417_5971210_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536824538911044290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My journey started off by my sister dropped me off at KL Sentral Station. It was quite a joyful ride as the seats and surrounding of the train were wonderful. Most of the passengers were foreigners and I was the only local resident in that cabin. I took the express train alone, listening and rehearsing our performance song, and the journey took approximately 28 minutes like what the train operator had promised. The participants of this trip had gathered at the KFC of KLIA waiting Pn. Noryani to come. In the meanwhile, we were discussing about the corporate video that we were making and the performance that we were going to give later the night when we arrived at Seoul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The flight experience that I had for this trip was not really good. But, the best part was, both the KLIA and Incheon International Airport were not crowed like what I had expected them to be. The processes of checking in and out were fast. To be frank, I was not sure about Incheon Airport but I was surprised to see KLIA was not crowded because it was Deepavali night, a public holiday. Nevermind that, as long as I got on plan fast and easy, other did not matter. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got the information about the renovation of the service train to the satellite building of KLIA via the radio station a day before our departure date. I was worried back then, but when I saw the preparation work done by the authorities of the airport, I felt contented. There were busses stand-by to pick up passengers to go to satellite building. It’s good to see they are doing a good job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got on board at 11pm and the plane took off around 12am. It is a long journey flight which would take approximately 6 hours. The plan was full of Korean people and we were the minority local residents.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a not-so-comfortable night. I was feeling tire but still, I could not get myself into sleep. The curve of the seat was the main factor for my insomnia I thought. In addition, it was kind of pack in economy cabin. The plan reached at the Incheon International Airport at 7.30am local time, which is 1 hour ahead of Malaysia’s time. We took pictures along the way from the gate to the custom. We found our tour guide, Mr. Kamil waiting for us. Then he led us the way outside to take bus to downtown.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We reached at the Dongho-ro 17 around 10am. It was where Happy Guest House was located. The landlord and his son were both friendly and helpful. He led us the way and helped us to carry some of our luggage. The interior of our rented apartment was beautiful. Far better than what I had expected. It was fully furnished; it had what a normal family would have. Fridge full with food, water dispenser, 2 desktop ready to be used and the house is WIFI covered. For me, this apartment is far better than rated hotels. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We did some freshen up and ate something before we departed to Namsan Tower or with the other name, N Seoul Tower. Namsan Tower is a tower for communication and observatory purposes. It is located at the hilltop of Namsan hill which is at the central of Seoul city. We boarded on a bus which I believed it was a shutter bus. When we were sitting comfortably in the shutter bus, while it was climbing its wat up to hilltop, we could see there were lot of people walking up the hills along the way. Once we reached the destination, it was crowded. But that was not the end. That’s was just the beginning of our trip to Namsan Tower. There was a distance where a bus unable to climb because the slope was too steep. We had to do the climbing on our own foot. It was not a hard job for us as we were enjoying the beautiful scenery. Taking pictures of course was our priority. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The view at the hill tops was beautiful as well. Maple trees which had already turned red can been seen everywhere. People were circling the trees for picnicking or taking pictures with them. Walking up again, there we saw the Namsan Tower stood solemnly. Before we entered the Namsan Tower, Mr. Kamil showed us something interesting; Love Locks. I used to read about it somewhere which love locks are locked against the gates by couples. These locks symbolize the long-lasting relationship for them. The number of locks there was enormous. The authorities even made special arrangement for those lock which turned them into lock-tree. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the love locks would be visiting the Namsan Tower. Mr. Kamil bought the tickets for us then we all went up to the tower top by taking a relatively fast elevator. It took only about 10 second to reach 200 meters high. The observatory platform was actually nothing special to see. Owing to the weather was misty, we could not see far away from the tower. After some while, we walked downstairs then realized there was another trick performed; Love Tiles. Similar to love lock, love tile serves the same functions. The visitors would have to buy one tile from the shop owner then you could write something on it before pasting it on the floor. There was really lot of tile. The tiles were arranged nicely then become a decoration for the interior of Namsan Tower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After that, we had our lunch at Itaewon Street. It was considered as one of the busiest road in Seould where we saw there were lot of boutiques, restaurants, and stalls. Mr. Kamil took us to try a Indian buffet. That’s where the problem started. All of us did not know the pricing for each person in this buffet restaurant, but still we followed him entered and helped ourselves with the food. After we starting eating half-way, he told us about the pricing which was 15000won for each person; equivalent to RM45. All of us were shocked then decided to eat more in order to compensate what we would need to pay later. The curry there was nice but it was a little too spicy. Kind of different with what Malaysia mamak’s stall have. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could only finished two plates of food before I declared surrender. When it came to pay the bills, Mr. Kamil helped us paid for it then said the bill was on him. All of us felt relief. No sooner than he realized he made a mistake, the budget we had paid do not include our food allocation. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A heavy lunch followed by a long stroll back to guest house. Although all of us were tire, we still got to practice for our nighttime performance. Four of us went to a nearby park to practice our song and movement. In the mean time, residents from the nearby apartment passed us by and we felt embarrassed though I could tell they were not looking at us. We rehearsed few time before we back to our room for a short nap. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s was already 4.30pm when I was awaken by Wesley telling me that we got to prepare to go to the hall. I was blurring but still manage to rush out, without letting others to wait for me for a long time. The journey to the university was kind of hectic. We got to take train headed to Dongeok Station then changed to take bus. The bus journey was long especially we encountered traffic jam. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At last, we reached the university (I had forgotten the name of that university) then changed to the traditional wear that we had brought over. I borrowed the Indian wear from Babu and surprisingly, it fit me and I liked it very much.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was the first time I wore any traditional wear. We performed few songs in front of the Malaysian students. Though we made a lot of mistake, but they were all very supportive. The gathering of the Malaysian students organized by PPMK ended around 830pm. After that was the dinner prepared by them, they served nasi briyani but all of us did not take our portion as we thought they might not have enough portion for the whole crowd. In fact, we were right. We were just walking around and chit-chat with the students before we made our way back to the guest house. How did we settle our dinner? We went to the nearby shop to seek for our dinner. I did not buy anything because the groceries there were indeed expensive. So, I chose to eat the bread that I brought from Malaysia. (naik kapal terbang mari… mahal juga ^^)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The night activities we had were busy uploading pictures to facebook. I got to upload, reply, and type my report all in the same time. But, the tiredness was all worth…. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;The link below is my facebook url...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;check out my first day picture from there.... enjoy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=85564&amp;amp;id=1044351458"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=85564&amp;amp;id=1044351458&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4466415664090707873?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4466415664090707873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4466415664090707873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4466415664090707873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4466415664090707873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/11/starting-of-my-korea-trip.html' title='Starting of My Korea Trip'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TNbAlTF1csI/AAAAAAAAAHw/n-1aquo6Yxc/s72-c/150329_1578761723019_1654942625_1355417_5971210_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4778364499853333963</id><published>2010-10-21T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:34:12.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work That Never Stopping Piling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TMEwVZzA1oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SnPhmz8HJLQ/s1600/office-sign-workload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TMEwVZzA1oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SnPhmz8HJLQ/s320/office-sign-workload.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530754961647916674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my second last week before my study weeks begin. I'm stuck in UTHM computer lab typing this while waiting the time pass before attending my Comm class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday and within two weeks time, I will fly to Korea with my another 3 friends for educational visit. However, pile of work is yet to be done and everything is to due next week. Communication project report, Control System assignment, Network Analysis assignment, presentations, record a video to introduce about UTHM facilities. Not to forget to mention about SIFE matters that worry me. Everything is piling up, increasing. But neither the money in my wallet nor my hair line increase.&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to "sei chuk" all these work within a week time? A time when my Acer laptop made its fuss and I have to borrow Wei Lin netbook to settle all my work.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... Did I mention about CNY preparation? The CNY proposal need to hand up before the study weeks start. We all know how others do their work. So I need to be hurry up to settle the proposal before I can really relax in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem like some how I always post negative posting whenever I have the mood to post anything. When can I post something positive... and happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4778364499853333963?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4778364499853333963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4778364499853333963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4778364499853333963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4778364499853333963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/10/work-that-never-stopping-piling.html' title='Work That Never Stopping Piling'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/TMEwVZzA1oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SnPhmz8HJLQ/s72-c/office-sign-workload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-428335529721209293</id><published>2010-07-13T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:57:49.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment of SIFE Expo 2010</title><content type='html'>Just back from SIFE Exposition 2010 in PWTC. Though exhausted but still felt happy because SIFE UTHM has once again, won a Spirit Award. Something really should happy about. According to one of a SIFE UTHM alumni, Spirit Awards are awarded to the team with high team spirit or having good projects but not able to get into final round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a sad occasion that we did not have the chance to be on stage to receive the honor. Owing to the Minister of MITI was in a hurry to back to the parliament, part of the program flow was cut-off and replaced with a press conference with the Datuk. It would be wonderful if all our team could be on stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-428335529721209293?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/428335529721209293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=428335529721209293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/428335529721209293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/428335529721209293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/07/comment-of-sife-expo-2010.html' title='Comment of SIFE Expo 2010'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-6983246865421958828</id><published>2010-07-05T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:37:46.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIFE Conference 2010</title><content type='html'>After a week of preparation and sleepless night (most of the time worrying about SIFE Conference and SIFE National Exposition), the annual SIFE conference had finally over. They were some joyful thoughts in my head because I had done my part. But in the same time, I felt guilty for not doing good enough for my conference. This is my only year to hold a conference as a club president; there may not be a second chance after this. I did most of the program planning. But turned out the fillings were less interesting. The boring faces that the participants had and the images of sleeping inside the computer lab are still vividly appearing in my head. I am wondering how to make things more interesting if I want to keep those fillings (the mentioned fillings are, for example, having lectures on how to do something). These program fillings were important because these would help my colleagues know what to do when I need their helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something needs to be changed. Have to think in a creative way on how to make a conference fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-6983246865421958828?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/6983246865421958828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=6983246865421958828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6983246865421958828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6983246865421958828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/07/sife-conference-2010.html' title='SIFE Conference 2010'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7825098269006727336</id><published>2010-06-10T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T05:37:59.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Experience in Genting de Casino</title><content type='html'>I just came back from casino and the whole experience was bad and tire. The whole story started yesterday when I met with Boon Yong and Soon Hong. We were chatting somewhere inside The Mines after we paid a visit to International Book Fair and we brought up the issue which Soon Hong and I had never been to casino before. Then, Boon Yong suggested to go Genting tomorrow (in this case which mean today) and we both agreed. The whole plan was decided in just few minutes times. I did struggle a bit because I was lack of money but deep inside my heart told me to go for a try. In the end, we promised to meet each other around 9am at the KTM station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I woke up at a early time which I thought I should get up now to prepare leaving. But the clock showed 6am. OMG... I had to force myself back to sleep. This kind of incident do happen frequently on me if I am expecting something to come or happen. After 2 hours of "meditating", I got up and started preparing. Ironing cloths, eating breakfast, and of course, pray to Buddha to wish for good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some circumstances, Soon Hong and I met Boon Yong at KL Sentral at 10am something. We went to buy the bus ticket right after we met but for our disappointment, there was no vacancy not until 1.30pm. We inquired the taxi fare which was RM25 for each person. Then, 3 of us took the Monorail train to Pasar Seni, to try our luck in Puduraya if there is any earlier ticket. 3 of us knew that the Puduraya station is undergoing renovation but we just went there to prove it. Before we gave up, we took the Starlink LRT to Titiwangsa to give a last shot. When we arrived at there, there were not crowded but the tickets were surely selling fast. We were lucky to grab the last 3 tickets for the 11.20am bus to Genting. There was 30 minutes left before the bus depart, we "yam cha" at a nearby stall and one interesting incident happened, 3 of us had to enter the female washroom owing to the male washroom was under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus took approximately 1 hour to reach the Genting's bus station. After freshen up ourselves, we headed to the Genting de Casino and started trying our luck. I exchanged RM20 worth chips and played the "Big and Small". After losing some money in this particular game. We strayed around the casino to wait for luck. Then, we stopped by a table which hosted "Casino War". This game was kind of easy. The minimum bet was low and the dealer was weak. 3 of us started to put bet on others to "bomb" the dealer. I won a bit but I did not feel satisfied. We kept playing until I lost my earnings then we took a walk again, to look around the casino to see if there is any other easy game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, I ended up lost RM50. To be frank, I knew this would happen but I insisted to play. There  is a golden rule that everyone should follow when you are inside a casino - set a credit limit for yourselves. Like limiting your credit card limit, draw a line for yourself and pull yourself out before crossing the line, no matter you are winning or losing. If you win, be contented after winning few hundreds ringgit and leave. If you lose, just leave after losing your last chip. Do not borrow money from your friends for revenge. It is because if you do, you will fell into the no-bottom abyss and you can never pull yourself up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some conclusions which I would like to share after my 2 hours observation:&lt;br /&gt;a) There is some time when you are having your best luck, especially the first 30 minutes that you have started playing. Try putting higher bet and enjoy higher rewards. This may vary for different people but I think this "rule" apply on me.&lt;br /&gt;b) If you win some money, before continuing, separate your capital with your winning in different pockets. This is to control yourself from losing your mind and tossing out chip like no value.&lt;br /&gt;c) Do not focus your fire on one table or dealer. If you think you have won enough money from a particular table or dealer, move on to the next table and start observing the trend. If you manage to win money from a weak dealer, try to move on to next table or next game because luck of one person may change from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above observations may vary from person to person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, gambling can be fun, only only limited to small amount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7825098269006727336?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7825098269006727336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7825098269006727336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7825098269006727336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7825098269006727336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-experience-in-genting-de-casino.html' title='First Experience in Genting de Casino'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8148613628270567052</id><published>2010-06-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:44:38.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unproductive weeks</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 weeks since the last time I really worked hard to gain some knowledge about the topics that I wanted to master. I have lagging behind owing to the one and the only reason - LAZY. I have de-motivated by myself lately because I do not know what to do. What to gain more. I eagerly want to know more about stock trading and I have done various information check-up but still, I feel that I do not gain much. WHAT SHOULD I DO????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there are some FOC classes that could provide me some information about stock trading. Any recommend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8148613628270567052?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8148613628270567052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8148613628270567052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8148613628270567052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8148613628270567052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/06/unproductive-weeks.html' title='Unproductive weeks'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-45993194879103950</id><published>2010-05-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:42:24.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinker</title><content type='html'>I'm quite a thinker... I like to think and always hoping I could generate some ideas to work out. However, I am never to be specific in my work. I always diversify my thoughts which in the end, I could not focus in a single job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have promised myself to work on my to-do list from the starting of my break. There are 1,2,3,4,..... jobs, proposals, readings I need to do. AND I just got 1 for myself. Making a website. Wow... how's that sound? I should keep it as a secret first.... and it will be reveal when I succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-45993194879103950?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/45993194879103950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=45993194879103950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/45993194879103950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/45993194879103950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/05/thinker.html' title='Thinker'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4753333358982809726</id><published>2010-05-25T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:16:22.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache...</title><content type='html'>Sitting alone, surfing the internet at Old Town for more than 5 hours is definitely something to make you have an headache. I have been searching the method to trade online via Maybank2u.com but still I could not get a clue what should I do. I have gone through the website for a thousand time but still... there is nothing I get about trading. My remisier told me to transfer 35% of deposit into my trading account. But, how should I transfer? why 35%? 35% of how much? I still have not got a clue. Looking for helper now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4753333358982809726?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4753333358982809726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4753333358982809726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4753333358982809726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4753333358982809726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/05/headache.html' title='Headache...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8389203138990960010</id><published>2010-05-23T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:20:12.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullhouse...</title><content type='html'>The long await dinner in Fullhouse had finally fulfilled with Boon Yong, Mun Ching and sui po Cheng Boon. We went to the Sunway branch and found that place was well decorated. The menu was cute and special. However, there are not much varieties in the menu. It was kind of disappointing. The price was reasonably cheaper and the environment played an important role in getting people to dine in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Boon ordered pasta while others ordered different styles of chicken steak. The portion was just enough for 1 person and I was sure Boon Yong would ask for supper later at night. I personally think that the food was no different from ordinary cafe. The drinks as well. In addition, there was a group of teenager who made so much noise there had ruined my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8389203138990960010?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8389203138990960010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8389203138990960010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8389203138990960010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8389203138990960010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/05/fullhouse.html' title='Fullhouse...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3407837765263476925</id><published>2010-05-19T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:19:41.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Experiences in a single day</title><content type='html'>I had a tiring day today. I spent quite a lot of money. I walked for miles. I suffered from burning hot sun. In return, I did something that could change my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken by my sisters this every morning (VERY early, I barely slept 5 hours) and I could not get back to sleep though my eyelids were heavy. So I reluctantly climbed out from bed and started working out while watching an old HK movie. After worling out for about an hour, I started to clean up myself to prepare going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bus to KL today to apply for a CDS account. This is an account required for share trading. I went to Menara Maybank and it was my first time ever over 21 years. The outlook of the building was old-fashion but the interior was beautiful. I had the feeling that I had mistakenly entered a hotel instead of a bank. However, something had disappointed me and it was the customer service officer ask me to go Bangsar branch if I wanted to open a CDS account. I was stunned and thought how could it possible that the HQ of Maybank do not offer such service. Luckily, my mood was nice and I had whole day of time to settle this matter. I walked passed Jalan Petaling and had my lunch there before I took Putra line to go to Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangsar was only 2 stations away from Pasar Seni and Dataran Maybank was located at a reasonably short walking-distance. But still, the sun was hot and I was all sweaty. After obtaining the location of the investment department and reached there. WOW... just like what I have watched from TV series...  companies names in short-form and their respective buying, selling rates were all around. Somehow I felt excited and reaching adulthood. There were some middle-age men in that room, too. Some were standing in front of the computers checking data, some where sitting on the bench either sleeping or reading newspaper. It made me wonder why they were so free to be there during working time. I got myself seated in front of quotation TV (I do not know what is the special term for this kind of display unit) and started analyze what were displaying. There were a lot of thing shown which I did not understand what were they stand for. I made some guess just try to get myself understand what were showing in front of my eyes. I determined to quit guessing and ask the front desk officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inquired to open a CDS account and the staff gave me a stack of document to fill in. I asked some questions and I still did not get satisfied answer. The staff gave up and asked me to talk to my remiser (I do not know the exact spelling for this profession) when I had one. I filled in the form with care, scaring I would accidentally bare some unnecessary responsibilities because my past experience told me to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour of filling forms, getting letter of account confirmation, and queuing, it was finally my turn to talk again to the front desk staff. She assigned me a Chinese remiser named Yap. He was a middle-age man judging from his voice. Deep and sound kind of serious. I hope he is good and responsible. I am not hoping he could help to to earn from stock but hoping he could teach me though it is not his job scope. I asked for a meeting so that I can know him face-to-face and of course by not letting go the chance, asking him whatever I do not understand. I planned to meet him next week after letting me do some research and homework before meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This experience was something could possibly change my future. I have to work hard on it. I finally decided not to work part-time during this holiday but to dig my head into books to gain some knowledge about stock before going back to BP hell.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, night time came and I accompanied my parent to go to Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya to visit one of my relatives. My "大伯“ got stroke few days ago and was hospitalized here. I did not recognize him at my first glance. He became comparatively slimmer when he was still healthy. It was kind of sad to see him in such condition. His eldest daughter, my cousin, was there taking care of him. He barely could speak and no one could actually understand him when he spoke. All we did was guessing. My cousin seem to be relax and steady. I wonder how would I react if I were in her shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there for some time while my cousin went to cafeteria to grab her dinner. Talking was less and the nurses who were sitting beside us made most of the noise while they were playing with a Blackberry. When my cousin back from dinner, we left for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a renowned Ipoh chicken rice shop nearby the hospital. Just had I told my parent not to have oily food than my dad ordered roasted pork and "char siew". I told them not to eat the skins of the chicken and the pork fat, but none listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is so fragile especially when you are aging.&lt;/span&gt; Keeping yourself in good shape and stay healthy is something not easy to achieve but the outcome could be life saving. I had promised myself to exercise everyday during this 2-month holiday to keep myself in good shape. More importantly, disperse my united stomach into a bar of deliciously-looking chocolate. (.... sound gay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3407837765263476925?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3407837765263476925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3407837765263476925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3407837765263476925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3407837765263476925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-experiences-in-single-day.html' title='2 Experiences in a single day'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1860507315258459809</id><published>2010-05-18T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:34:49.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are great...</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying my evening time in a Old Town cafe. It's raining now and the weather is kind of cold. It has been a while that I have not come to OT to have my time alone. I enjoy staying outside of house, doing anything I want, despite the fact that I have internet service in my house. Sometimes, I do feel I am kinda 衰仔 because I am wasting money outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I came here, I went to two banks to manage some account problems. I closed my account in HLB and open a new one in Maybank. The reason why I opened an new account with Maybank because I intended to use the Maybank2u.com for online share trading. However, the staff had disappointed me that they had no such service in their branch. I would have to go to Kajang if I wanted to open a CDS account. OMG.... What Hoong Loong told me was I could open an account anywhere I want. Now I would have to call him up to confirm about this matter or else I will have to go to the investment branch personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about share, it could be an easier way to get fast money. Without so much work but you have to read alot... hell lot. I am not sure whether I am ready for this. But I just want to try. I am not working currently and I am feeling very guilty for keeping asking money from my parent. I want to change. Trading share is like gambling... except trading requires one to possess professional knowledge. (If you don't then you may need some good luck). I am ready to use my saving in this in order to gain some experience. Of course, I would not take so much risk. I'll make sure myself to know exactly what I am doing before start the trading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having my 2 months holidays now. So, besides gaining knowledge and experience in share and trading, I have promised myself to read some books. There are some books which have long abandoned by my sis on the shelf. It's time to rescue them from being rotten and bitten by termites. There are 4 books I have promised myself to read: Stop Self-Sabotage, Lee Kah Shing biography, How To Make Money In Stock and finally, The Da Vinci Code.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how well I am able to fulfill my own promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Breaking your promises towards others are bad... but breaking your promises towards yourself are even worst...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1860507315258459809?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1860507315258459809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1860507315258459809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1860507315258459809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1860507315258459809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/05/holidays-are-great.html' title='Holidays are great...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7668589106791635105</id><published>2010-04-19T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:49:59.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sudden urge to update my blog..</title><content type='html'>I have again abandoned my blog for almost a month and now it is time to post something just want to update it... However, simply wanna update it does not mean I am not sharing my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot lately. About SIFE UTHM; about relationship; about what am I going to do during the holidays. I have started planning to fully utilize my two months holidays. I am planning to work for a month just to get some money to support my daily usage. However, what job should I do? I do not really wish to work as a promoter because first, it is simply boring; second, I wish to gain some extra knowledge in this 1 month. I have asked my sis whether there is a part-time job in her office. She is working in a insurance company and I am thinking in joining them for 1 month just to know more about how a company runs. Furthermore, gaining some knowledge in insurance field could be useful. But, I just want to work for a month and which company would hire me?&lt;br /&gt;I think of working in a gymnasium, too. So that I could enjoy free workout when I'm off. Aiming to have a better body shape before a new semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides working, I will have to work on my personal improvement - to learn something on my own. To read a book and in fact I have stopped reading for a long time. My guitar is sitting in my room covering with dust and it is about time I should save it from becoming another junk in my house. Taking up Japanese classes if the fees is affordable. Yu Jia (elementary schoolmate) mentioned she is taking Japanese in some sort of language learning center and the fees is comparable cheaper than others. I am thinking to ask whether if I could join her but there is still an unknown - the location of that learning center. Hoping it is not too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to spare some time in making a plan for SIFE UTHM, too. I have taken over the presidency of SIFE UTHM for almost 2 months but yet no improvement has been made yet. I will have to spend some time in thinking what should I do for making the management of SIFE UTHM is better than others. What program can be done to improve local community? How am I going to generate income for SIFE UTHM? What is 2010/2011 year planning? so much to do but seem like not enough time. Next semester will be the beginning of a new chapter of SIFE UTHM. I believe I could do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing that has me spared time to think about is relationship. I have been single for almost a year. OMG... time flies. Sometime, I think being single is nice. You will have more time for yourself. I am actually enjoy being single, I can have my time for myself, but I just cant beat the feeling to be involved in a relationship. Though I have this kind of feeling, but I do not wish to simply get myself involve in it. I do not wish it would turn ugly. Maybe I should say I scare I would make the relationship to turn ugly. I think I would just let the feels flow. Do not rush until I think that is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Single is nice, but couple could be better"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this phrase crossed my mind just now. "I have almost forgotten how it is feel like to be loved?" ... OMG... I am so sentimental at this moment... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have shared enough my thoughts today. It's time to sleep and gotta work hard for kenegaraan final... ganbateh John...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7668589106791635105?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7668589106791635105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7668589106791635105' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7668589106791635105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7668589106791635105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/04/sudden-urge-to-update-my-blog.html' title='A sudden urge to update my blog..'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5855869935994083094</id><published>2010-03-14T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:11:38.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感恩。。。</title><content type='html'>I joined the Tzu Shi Camp two days ago and I think it was fabulous. We went to a primary school as our camp site called S.J.K. Buloh. It was a small school and I thought it would not exceed 500 people. The main purpose of the committee members chose that place as camp site was still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was initially kind of boring and I felt kind of regret to be there. At first I though "Why I am here?" I thought I would rather stay at home RO or assignment. But the program was getting more interesting after dinner. We were asked to sat outdoor and watched a video clip about the greatness of a mother and responsibility as a son. I watched this video for second time but still, I did not  fell touch. Two of my teammates who sat beside me were fallen asleep. In fact, they slept in every session. HAHA... A 师姑asked us to call home right after the video was finished playing to tell our parent " I love you" . I was reluctant but I called. Well, I did not say those words, just normal greeting and asked them help me to collect my IC... I am such a bastard son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, we went out to pay visit to some unfortunate home. There were three choices: 爱心疗养院， 黄女士的家， 梁伯的家。Different houses has different stories. For my team, we were asked to go  梁伯's home. His home condition was as  terrible as I thought. His house was located in a middle of a palm oil tree farm. No electricity, no water supply, no nothing except his house and some piles of rubbish. There were many pales of water and some wells arranged nicely around his house and I was told those were the supplies he had for drinking, washing, and bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were total 12 people went to 梁伯 place. 5 from my team, 2 from another team, and 5 师兄，师姐，师姑， 师伯。 The girls helped to clean the inner part of the house whereas guys were asked to assort the rubbish inside out his house and set up a canvas near a window. I thought the guys' work were harder but in fact, the girls had more interesting experiences. They encountered dead rat which the body was separated into three parts. Head and tail were found but the body was missing. Disgusting... &gt;&lt; Of course, lots and lots of cockroaches. We stayed there for about 2 hours before we headed back to our camp site. It's a short visit but we learned something from this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some group had already back to school when we reached. No sooner we sat down than people were eager to hear our side of story. Unsurprisingly, I heard a lot comments like " How could he live alone like that?" bla bla bla....&lt;br /&gt;Story from Madam Wong was kind of sad. She was highly educated and had two daughter who were both pharmacist. She had a pair of prosthesis and her life had to depend on a wheelchair. She was not poor and her house was in fact kind of clean. She had two successful daughters but she was alone. One of her daughter stayed in Canada and another in K.L. and we have no idea how could these two daughters treat their old mother like this. I was told that they would visit Mdm. Wong once a while but I did not think that was enough. God bless Mdm. Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story from the 爱心疗养院 was not many. They duty were entertaining the old folks and feeding them. Kah Hoe told me that only some old folks appreciated what they did and some were giving cold shoulders. I could tell that they were having hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not deny that this camp was actually kind of boring because we had to attend various classes about manners and rules and regulation. However, there was an exception. The course about environmental issue was interesting and it was really an awakening call. I was thinking maybe I could think of something to let SIFE to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there were something I could never not to mention. THE FOOD. The food provided was tasty though some were not well cooked. We had mixed rice for the first lunch and steamboat for dinner. The steamboat was great. I had never tasted a tasty herbal soup in any other places even I had to pay. ( and not to forget mentioned that all drinks provided were sugarless.) Next day, we had porridge for breakfast after a tiring morning exercise ( we danced and danced for more than half an hour just to wait the breakfast served... it normally take only 10-15 mins for exercise)  and 师公饭 for lunch. All of them were delicious.... that's true. I never expected I would eat so much in camp. Because for my past experience, I lost weight every time I back from any camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I just want to say that it was a nice camping experience. Nice food, nice facilities, nice environment, and nice experience (though the program flow was kind of boring). I think I will join some community service program with my friends (most of them are Tzu Chi volunteers) in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have learned this quote from them...&lt;br /&gt;我们在这世界有两样东西不能等，那就是行孝和行善。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5855869935994083094?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5855869935994083094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5855869935994083094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5855869935994083094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5855869935994083094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='感恩。。。'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8791745925348059970</id><published>2010-02-19T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:00:31.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Chinese New Year...Guilty mood</title><content type='html'>I have a wonderful chinese new year for this Tiger Year... but at the same time... I felt very guilty. I am going to have another test for Medan right after the CNY but so far I have done nothing about it. Besides the test, the preparation work for Tiong Hua Chinese New Year Carnival is still hanging... half done... OMG... how am I going to die after these holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do gain something during these holidays... besides winning money.. haha... I know something about SAP - System Application Product. It is a upcoming hot topic for future employment and my sister was asking to find more information about it. I have not done any research on it so far. But I believe it will have a great impact on future society and so I gotta master it ASAP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GD luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8791745925348059970?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8791745925348059970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8791745925348059970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8791745925348059970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8791745925348059970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderful-chinese-new-yearguilty-mood.html' title='Wonderful Chinese New Year...Guilty mood'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1043417973106765328</id><published>2010-02-05T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:29:17.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out again</title><content type='html'>Today is Saturday and I am suppose to dig my head into books in order to prepare for tomorrow test. Unfortunately, I have to out go to BP Mall to look for my carnival stall sponsors with all my group members. I am reluctant to go because I have studied nothing so far and I am hell scare of tomorrow test. But I still need to go because none of my members know what to do in dealing with the bosses. So, I plan to meet my members at 11am. Have a lunch with them and in the meanwhile teach them what to do. I am confident in their capability and ability to communicate. They all are good in communication with other people. So I believe it is not a great challenge for them to handle this job. All I have to do is show them the way and tell them our target. After that, I will need to back home earlier to prepare for my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far behind of my own planning in studies. I really need to catch up fast before I die in F2 tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1043417973106765328?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1043417973106765328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1043417973106765328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1043417973106765328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1043417973106765328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-out-again.html' title='Going out again'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9060695684315038065</id><published>2010-02-01T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:52:23.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to start a new challenge</title><content type='html'>My E-Challenge was ended for two days... and I became a "supreme kuli" yesterday at BP Mall helping out to clean the rubbish, left behind by the Auto Drift group. Now, it is the second day. Relaxing in the G3 cafeteria after having a heavy lunch. However, it is not the end of my legacy, there are still more work for me to do and start catching up with my studies which I had abandoned long long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an incident which I not sure whether I should feel sad or shame. One team of my participants called me up while I was doing my lab work, asking me when would I distribute their commission. &gt;&lt; OMG... they were so efficient. I thought " If the sponsor do not pay me the commission. How am I going to pay you guys?" My feeling was disturbed, to be frank, and they made me feeling like I am cheating their commission. XD.... [I do not mean anything harsh.. it's just a shout-out anyway].&lt;br /&gt;My work for E-Challenge is almost done. Prizes are ready. Commissions are ready. Certificates... no where to be found. I need to urge the HEP people to get my certificates done by this week. After this I can concentrate in Tiong Hua CNY stuff. Not to forget to mention that there are still some work for E3 that I have left behind a long time ago. All these need to be done ASAP.... Hoping no more problems ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Challenge go.... CNY come.... Organizing the CNY activity will be another great job for me. I need to get it done perfectly... Namo Amithaba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9060695684315038065?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9060695684315038065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9060695684315038065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9060695684315038065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9060695684315038065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-to-start-new-challenge.html' title='Time to start a new challenge'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-315207173518812288</id><published>2010-01-19T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:15:04.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing to sleep peacefully... but nt dead</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since the last I had my peaceful sleep. Without worrying anything. Since I am engaged with E-Challenge I have not been sleeping peacefully for about 3 weeks. There will be a new challenge for me and new obstacles that I need to solve everyday. It's not that there is nobody to help me out. But I just do not know why I prefer to finish the stuff myself. Sometimes I will not feel satisfy with the work my members hand up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Challenge... currently have 10 confirmed teams from UTHM and 2 sponsors from Batu Pahat Mall. There are more teams to join but I do not have enough sponsors for the participants. Now, I am regret to tell my members to relax after I got my second sponsors confirmed with me. I should not have told them about it because they seem really relax. Getting sponsors are my main priority now but no news from them. They are all too busy with their PSM. I have not met them for few weeks and I do not get any updates from them except " No respond from the sponsors"... This is sad and I had to do the job myself... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need one more... just one more.... please please please respond to me ASAP....sponsor ahhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-315207173518812288?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/315207173518812288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=315207173518812288' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/315207173518812288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/315207173518812288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/longing-to-sleep-peacefully-but-nt-dead.html' title='Longing to sleep peacefully... but nt dead'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9205325787095114569</id><published>2010-01-14T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:29:23.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying about the result</title><content type='html'>I had just finished my meeting with my members in the Bilik Debat at HEP. After updating with all my members the result is kind of satisfying but at the same time - worrying. I currently have 7 confirmed teams and 10 pending. Let's do some basic calculations, if all 10 pending teams pay up the fees. I will have 17 teams for my E-Challenge program. Actually, I have achieved my target number of participating teams. But the problem is I do not have enough sponsors and place for the extra teams. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to worry but too less to do to make things right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9205325787095114569?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9205325787095114569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9205325787095114569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9205325787095114569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9205325787095114569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/worrying-about-result.html' title='Worrying about the result'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-28296861791257858</id><published>2010-01-03T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:26:12.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A carefree morning at 168</title><content type='html'>It is a nice weather... The raining had just stopped few hours ago but I can still feel the dampness in the air. The feel is so great. I am now blogging at 168 (one of my universities cafeterias), and surfing facebook to see all the updates. There is one great news for me today. I GOT RESPOND FROM HER. ^^ But now one thing makes me feel miserable. SHOULD I CONTACT HER?? I am wondering if I do that. Will I make her feel nervous. But anyway... just go for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out later to BP Mall alone to look for sponsor. I have been quite lazy to do this job though I know how important it is to me. I am away too far from the scheduled plan. OMG... I gotta grab hold of this leisure time and confirm some sponsor for my event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out at 9.30 and plan to come back before 2pm. Transportation is all by public transport. Beside looking for sponsor.. gotta buy present for Janet too, a water bottle, do some survey of some household necessity. Gotta go now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-28296861791257858?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/28296861791257858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=28296861791257858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/28296861791257858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/28296861791257858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/carefree-morning-at-168.html' title='A carefree morning at 168'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-2482179951023725120</id><published>2010-01-01T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:41:13.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>second day of new year</title><content type='html'>It is the second day of new year... 2/1/10. And I am here alone in the city campus library doing my work.. while all my housemates have gone to JB to have, if I am not mistaken, curry fish head recommended by Nian Yee. THIS IS SO SADzzz... haiz.. I wanted to go too, but I just cant finish my work in time. I will have to go to visit all shopping centers in BP area tomorrow and I have not yet done my paperwork. I need to get all things done by today and have a solid plan for tomorrow. E-Challenge is just around the corner. If by this coming week there is no respond from the sponsor. I am just like a dead meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.. please please please show your mercy to me... &gt;&lt; Namo Amithaba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-2482179951023725120?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2482179951023725120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=2482179951023725120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2482179951023725120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2482179951023725120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-day-of-new-year.html' title='second day of new year'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9000822259721102170</id><published>2009-12-30T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:40:04.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 DEC 2009</title><content type='html'>It is the last day of 2009. Most of the people may still in holiday mood and planning what to do for the night before shouting "Happy New Year" at their top of their volume. But I am here. Here in Engi'Fest10 operation room pressing my fingers on the keyboard before I get myself started doing my event work. The work seem to be bottomless. There are something which I have done but I just had the bad feeling about it; fearing I might make mistake. Being a leader is stressful, but the progress could really make you grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I planned to have a countdown celebration tonight in my Taman Waja house. But most of the people now are busying with their own stuff. I wonder could our party can be continued. Forget about the party. If I need a break, a party... I will have to finish all my work before 6 this evening as I have another meeting awaiting for me. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009 is ending... it is time for us to set a new mood and new resolution to welcome a brand new year...&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2010...&lt;br /&gt;2 more years before Armageddon...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9000822259721102170?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9000822259721102170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9000822259721102170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9000822259721102170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9000822259721102170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/31-dec-2009.html' title='31 DEC 2009'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9168645727238290716</id><published>2009-12-24T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:41:12.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Hello X'mas....</title><content type='html'>Today is Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I am typing this after I had a bad game in GG... Kena sapu like never kena sapu before. The feeling was really suck. In one hand, I am happy that I am going into a "not-addictive-to-game-anymore" period, but in the another hand, I felt myself suck in game and the previous statement was just a excuse for me being suck... Anyway, the purpose of gaming is to have fun. Why making myself so serious and so care about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I am going to have my most unforgettable Christmas ever; I am going to ZOO NEGARA. Weird huh?? haha. It has been a long time since my last visit to the ZOO. If I am not mistaken it was back to time when I was kindergarden. My memory of of childhood time in zoo has vanished. I do not remember anything that I experience during that time. So, this trip is to get back all my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people may find it hilarious to go to zoo at such time. "It's Christmas, Bro!!" To be frank, I suppose there are not many people, especially young people like me, would go to celebrate Christmas in zoo. But, as for me... I call this as "celebrate Christmas with the animals, saving the animal".. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope today whether would be good. No rain and sun please....&lt;br /&gt;Merry Hello Christmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9168645727238290716?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9168645727238290716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9168645727238290716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9168645727238290716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9168645727238290716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-hello-xmas.html' title='Merry Hello X&apos;mas....'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3190701311549659517</id><published>2009-12-21T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:49:24.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>struggling...</title><content type='html'>I am writing this now after I just back from mahjong and yam cha session with my Serdang gang. We discussed about the plan for Christmas and they asked me to stay at Serdang untill the Christmas. I am struggling now because I wish to stay here to celebrate Christmas with them but I had promised Sim Lin to go back to BP with him on Wednesday. What Should I Do?????&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about not to disappoint my uni friends, I should go back as what I had promised. I can't break my promise towards someone over my own pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaining people trust need a long time, but losing them just need a second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3190701311549659517?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3190701311549659517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3190701311549659517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3190701311549659517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3190701311549659517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/struggling.html' title='struggling...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8201035730806068067</id><published>2009-12-16T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:50:11.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brochure design... cont'</title><content type='html'>Apparently, my sisters were not satisfied by my previous design. Here come another set of design after hearing her opinions. Hopefully this design will pass... Aleluya... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SymoTDw7YvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0pvp3G4dPd4/s1600-h/brochure+%28pink%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SymoTDw7YvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0pvp3G4dPd4/s320/brochure+%28pink%29+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416045072271237874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SymoTrYby8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xS745DOxQpM/s1600-h/brochure+%28pink2%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SymoTrYby8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xS745DOxQpM/s320/brochure+%28pink2%29+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416045082905922498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designing is a skill where requires your patience and creativity. I felt frustrated at the beginning because I did not satisfied with my own work. If I do not satisfy with my own product, how am I going to present to others. I spent few days in Old Town thinking how to improve my work. I observed my surrounding hopefully got inspired whatever I saw. And eventually I got this. Hopefully these were what my sister wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8201035730806068067?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8201035730806068067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8201035730806068067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8201035730806068067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8201035730806068067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/brochure-design-cont.html' title='Brochure design... cont&apos;'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SymoTDw7YvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0pvp3G4dPd4/s72-c/brochure+%28pink%29+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4187713345750300313</id><published>2009-12-14T23:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:38:43.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brochure design</title><content type='html'>I have been quite busied helping my sister to design her business brochure lately. I spent more than a week time in it and I have finally finished it. This was my last design and I feel happy with it. At least it was something I not usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make the brochures look good I have been practicing photoshop in order to add in more effect. Learning photoshop is the procedure that took me most of the time. But the result is kind of satisfying. HAHA. I have to admit that my design was simple (despite of the fact that I spent a weeks on it), I hope it can stamp in people mind whoever read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/Syc8OaE2nmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/85blG0nTbjI/s1600-h/brochure+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/Syc8OaE2nmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/85blG0nTbjI/s320/brochure+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363295151824482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/Syc8OzclTbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lH2ser9rTPk/s1600-h/brochure2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/Syc8OzclTbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lH2ser9rTPk/s320/brochure2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415363301962239410" 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/4916319307730879935-4187713345750300313?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4187713345750300313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4187713345750300313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4187713345750300313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4187713345750300313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/brochure-design.html' title='Brochure design'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/Syc8OaE2nmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/85blG0nTbjI/s72-c/brochure+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4480602186375781964</id><published>2009-12-13T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:37:51.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to move on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling sad because rejected&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad because not given a chance&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;It's good to make things clear&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm awake&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to think&lt;br /&gt;"Should I become persistent?"&lt;br /&gt;I did... But ended up what I get&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Let the chips fall where they may&lt;br /&gt;It's the best solution&lt;br /&gt;No forcing&lt;br /&gt;No unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly&lt;br /&gt;No hatred&lt;br /&gt;Just let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4480602186375781964?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4480602186375781964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4480602186375781964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4480602186375781964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4480602186375781964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-time-to-move-on.html' title='It&apos;s time to move on'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3236729837227068987</id><published>2009-12-11T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:06:53.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a wild week...</title><content type='html'>I could say this is a wild week for me so far in my semester break. I spent few hundred of ringgit just in 3 days. Feeling a bit "败家“....I have not worked for my parents for quite a long period of time. For the beginning of my holidays, I worked for them and got money from them. I did not feel guilty that time because I thought as least I earned it. But after I worked in PC fair, I became very lazy and refused to go out to stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night, clubbing time. I have longed to go clubbing with my form5 buddies. Yik Mun was unable to follow us because he was working that time. Hoong Loong, Guan Yao and I "yam cha" while waiting for others until 11p.m. The waiting period was so boring and my mood to go clubbing was vanishing. However, this is considered as a unusual event for our gang because it was this first time we went to some fancy place except cyber cafe. By the time we reached KL and found a parking place, we started to walk around Jalan Sultan Ismail to find a good club. Initially, Guan Yao suggested to go to Poppy. But the environment there was deserted, so we changed to visit Aloha. There were total 5 of us so we chose to buy a bottle of Johnny Walker. RM300++. I felt excited and cant wait to get into the entrance. However, my impression of this club fell to ground and crashed. There was no young girls... or I should say younger generations and they were playing "classic music".. I thought "what the heck is this??"..where is my clubbing song?? I felt greatly disappointed. And then we were led to second floor due to there was no vacancy for us to sit. I did not put too much of expectation on this and I was correct. The environment of the second floor was deserted and there were only 5 of us and a lady who seem to be waiting someone.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we had some drinks, 5 of us started to find ways to entertain ourselves. I walked around the club to find something to play. I found a pool table at a unnoticeable corner. We shifted all our belongings to there and there was a lady following us. She was one of the girl who sold tequila to the customer. She looked quite beautiful and plead us to buy tequila from her because she had not met her sale target yet. I bet every girl would say the same thing. She approached Guan Yao first before she approached me. She leaned close to me and asked me to buy a tequila from her. I felt sympathy and this sympathy cost me RM20. I felt damn regret after paying her that RM20 because there was not much money left for me.. Soon later there was another girl approached us. This girl approached me, using the same technique as the previous girl. I refused to buy any more and finally she showed me nasty look. I thought "WTF..."&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in that club until 2.30 and I proposed to leave because it was really boring there. We finished up all the liquor and went downstair. Guan Yao and Beng Chong refused to leave because they were trying to hook up some girls who were dancing. The rest of us waiting for them outside of the club to grasp some fresh air. I noticed the girls who GY and BC were hooking looked quite old... but shockingly, they were younger than us.. OMG. On the way back to home, I met 3 road blocks and I blew a tester while I met the first road block. My reading was "015". Luckily I did not drink too much. I wondered what was the maximum reading before I got a summon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, Jogoya night.&lt;br /&gt;This was another crazy night when I forced myself to eat eat, and eat. I went to Jogoya by Soon Hong car. By the time we reached that place, the Jogoya entrance was crowded. We thought to give up waiting because it was already 10p.m. and Jogoya closed at midnight. But since we had waited for 2 weeks, it did not matter if we waited another 30mins. Luckily, there were plenty of vacant table and soon it was our turn. We found our table and started to hunt for our food. All four of us went to different counter to get different food. After some effort to pile up the food on our table, we took pictures with the food before we dug our teeth into the food.&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy... we took a lot of food but mostly we cant finished it. We felt guilty but we had to give up on eating because we were too full and there were still a lot of food which we had not tried yet. I felt so uncomfortable I was forcing myself to eat all the remaining food on the table. We left before midnight and took some pictures in the restaurant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3236729837227068987?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3236729837227068987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3236729837227068987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3236729837227068987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3236729837227068987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-been-wild-week.html' title='It has been a wild week...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8514420000075522909</id><published>2009-09-25T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:30:55.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling guilty towards my blog</title><content type='html'>I have abandoned my blog for few months due to my own laziness. I have been so lazy to come back here and update my blog. Not that I do not have event to record down. Maybe is because the timing was not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8514420000075522909?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8514420000075522909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8514420000075522909' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8514420000075522909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8514420000075522909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-guilty-towards-my-blog.html' title='feeling guilty towards my blog'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-563396241571638466</id><published>2009-07-03T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:36:31.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude and bravery</title><content type='html'>What I hate myself most is my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I do not think I have a bad-temper. I do not get angry easily. I behave "cin cai la" mood toward everything most of the time. However, I still do not think I have a good attitude. I would treat people coldly or say something that is not so nice when I am in bad mood. Last night, a night before I move to Taman Kelisa, I was playing game with most of my uni friends in KK Perwira, we had agreement that we should be tolerance and do not waste time of grabbing precious items. I threw away my tomb (it's a game term, for ressurection purpose. For reader information, we were playing Warcraft) but some of my friends did not. I did not care much about it until one of friends said that another friend of mine picked up someone tomb. Then I had said something that I realised I had offended him. I did not bother to apologise or do anything about it because I was too boring and wish to end the game faster. After that incident, I kept quiet until the game ended and went straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of incidents which I have offended my family and my friends and this was just another case added to my history. For anyone who reads this post, if I have ever said something that offended you I would like to express my deepest and sincere apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived this world for almost 21 years old but I will not say "sorry" verbally to people that I have offended (Most of the time). Saying "I'm sorry" or maybe anything about relationship needs great bravery. This is another matter that I need to make improvement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-563396241571638466?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/563396241571638466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=563396241571638466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/563396241571638466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/563396241571638466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/07/attitude-and-bravery.html' title='Attitude and bravery'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8735256873940021553</id><published>2009-06-05T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:44:29.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday to RH</title><content type='html'>Today is one of my university friends birthday and I just had held a plain birthday celebration with him and other Selangor gang in Mid Valley. To be frank, that celebration was nothing more than a lunch gathering. No cake and no wishing. I felt so sorry to RH. Hoping he was not mind.&lt;br /&gt;There were total 7 peoples attended this gathering. SW, KC, Will, Fred, RH himself, myself, and Will's friend. After we gathered at The Garden and discussed where to have lunch, in the mean time waiting for Fred arrival, I suggested few restaurants to let them choose. But still no decision had been made after a long while. I was so hungry than I proposed to eat at Chilis. They seem to be okay to my suggestion so we went for it. After we sat down in the restaurant and got the menus, I could sense the awkwardness in the air and than I realised I had decided a wrong place. Sorry guys... hehe&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the lunch, we all were holding our full stomach up as the portion of each dish was directly proportional to the price..(hoping you can get the isi tersirat.) Then SW bid us farewell as she needed to hurry back home and we ganttering around the mall before we left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8735256873940021553?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8735256873940021553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8735256873940021553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8735256873940021553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8735256873940021553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-bday-to-rh.html' title='Happy Bday to RH'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9031496486307143679</id><published>2009-05-28T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:02:16.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sth inspiring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"WORK is for those people who do not know how to FISH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I saw this quote when I was on the way back home from KTM station. This quote was pasted at the back of a lorry and made me wondering what it meant on my first glance. So far as I know, there is a quote sound like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If you want to feed a person, give him a fish; if you want a person to feed himself, teach him how to fish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. The previous quote is actually the extension version for the latter one. You will have to think deeper in order to get what it actually mean. The latter quote is kind of simple and anyone can understand what it mean easily but for the previous one, my own explanation is like this: "If you do not know to fish (earn your own money) you have to work (help people to earn money for them) hard". Hoping my own explanation helps you to understand that quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9031496486307143679?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9031496486307143679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9031496486307143679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9031496486307143679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9031496486307143679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/sth-inspiring.html' title='sth inspiring...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-2339371510124494337</id><published>2009-05-26T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:31:21.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels and Demons</title><content type='html'>I just finished a book entitled " Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown this late morning. This book is kind of interesting as a lot of facts about the christianality history mixed with author fantasy. I have learned something new out from this book; some jargon used only in Vatican city, terms of addressing different level of priest, some Italian words, some background of Vatican city etc.&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to finish reading this book before I went for it's movie with Soon Hoong. This was something that I regretted about as I had planned to finish reading this book before going for this movie. I always believe that the original story is far better than the movie. I have some experiences from watching Harry Potter series and Chronicle of Narnia. I always had good fantasy and expectation after watching their trailers but in the end they all turned me down. After I watched the Angels and Demons movie, I thought it was good, the storyline was flawless, nice visual effect except there was one thing - no subtitle. I actuall had a hard time when I was watching this movie as the words they used were all some terms and Italians. I was able to understand part of the story as I had read half of the book. But Soon Hoong complained that he couldn't understand parts of it. However, it is still a nice movie that I would recommend anyone to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a quote out from this book oso and it sound like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If not you, than who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If not now, than when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If not this, than how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;try think about this people... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-2339371510124494337?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2339371510124494337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=2339371510124494337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2339371510124494337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2339371510124494337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons.html' title='Angels and Demons'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-8760332895456657767</id><published>2009-05-26T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:46:58.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something to think...</title><content type='html'>How would you look at a person who is spending his whole day in the house doing nothing while his parent are working hard outside?&lt;br /&gt;I am refering myself... hehe... feel kind of ashame of myself now. Today at midnight, my sister threw me a question about it. She asked me how could I stay at home doing nothing but still ask money from my mom. I could not answer her as I know I am guilty. After the "conversation", I really could not get myself into sleep before I turning around on the bed for a long time. So, I have determined to help out my parent to work. This is something I should have done a long time ago but I just felt lazy about it. I would go out help if my parent ask me to. But since they did not ask so I just ignore it. Feeling more guilty now...&lt;br /&gt;At this moment I remember there is a chinese proverb states: 无功不受禄... meaning one should not receive anything from anyone else without helping or doing something for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-8760332895456657767?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8760332895456657767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=8760332895456657767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8760332895456657767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/8760332895456657767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-to-think.html' title='something to think...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5011887676077769639</id><published>2009-05-21T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:15:14.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulan day....</title><content type='html'>I was very dulan today... EVERYTHING happened on me today seem to opposed me.&lt;br /&gt;I had to fetch my sister to LRT station&lt;br /&gt;I had to fetch her in my dad old van which had no air-cond&lt;br /&gt;I had to fetch her with my dad old van while the day was really hot&lt;br /&gt;I wasted RM1.50 for a parking ticket which I did not really need&lt;br /&gt;I walked here and there around SP to look for a place to sit and on9 but turned out disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;I drove to Kuchai Lama to find a place to on9 while waiting my sister to come back but there was no car park for me.&lt;br /&gt;I came to South City Old Town again...&lt;br /&gt;I had typed a post for an hour but failed to upload it as I did not realise my laptop was disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above was the summary of my DULAN experience as I was lazy to retype everything again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5011887676077769639?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5011887676077769639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5011887676077769639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5011887676077769639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5011887676077769639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/dulan-day.html' title='Dulan day....'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5031464731718919960</id><published>2009-05-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:15:18.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some quote...</title><content type='html'>I was walking back home after I took my lunch in the market today.  As I was walking I thought of a quote that kind of inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You feel shameless as you know nothing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You feel ashame as you know something;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You feel no shame when you know everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This quote came across my mind as I&lt;/span&gt; thought of the story of Adam and Eve. When Adam and eve was living happily in the Eden Garden, they were able to mix up in spite of they were naked. It was because during that time both of them knew nothing about the different between man and woman.&lt;br /&gt;After some while, a snake offered an apple to Eve and she gave one to Adam. After both of them had those apples they realised the difference between them and hid themselves immediately as they were naked and felt ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, they managed to cover up their bodies with leaves and they soon came up clothings. It proves that man uses knowledge to solve problem. (When problem solves, no more shame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above statement may seem silly but I believe it is useful when we apply it on our daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5031464731718919960?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5031464731718919960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5031464731718919960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5031464731718919960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5031464731718919960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-quote.html' title='some quote...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-9154394045953910236</id><published>2008-11-18T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:20:57.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray.... Holidays</title><content type='html'>Final has gone and let's welcome my first semester break...&lt;br /&gt;After few weeks of suffering, now it is the time for me to become a "fei chai" in my house. I do not plan much for my holidays. I just want to make sure I master basic guitar skill during this period of time. I do not want to waste money to buy "decoration" after all. Hopefully I can play solo before my new semester start so that (may be) I could show off to my friends... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the examination week, the feeling of being pushed and pressure surely dont feel good. Some time I even had to stay awake whole night to review back what I had studied. Luckily, my hard work did pay off. I scored few As in minor subjects. Now, what I hope for is to get first-class honour in my first semester. (In order to get a great "present" from my sister.. ^^) Some said that if you can't get a first-class in your first semester, getting a good grade at following semester would lot more harder. (Now gotta start praying.... Ommanimeniom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's forget about the exam and grade, it's holidays, let's enjoy and become anything you want. Whether you wanna become a pig or wood, it does not matter, suit yourself.... ^^&lt;br /&gt;But I do plan something to do during this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;a) First, I wanna master my guitar skill. Hopefully by the end of the year I could play at least a song without any problem...&lt;br /&gt;b) Second, manage my financial status properly. As I'm not going to work in this holidays and which mean I can be broke at any time. I gotta figure a way to save. (or any fast money?)&lt;br /&gt;c) Third, stay fit and cool. Don't gain weight... hehehe (this is the main priority)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have written all these 3 wishes down here... by the end of this year, I would review back and see how well I do to accomplish my own wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-9154394045953910236?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9154394045953910236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=9154394045953910236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9154394045953910236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/9154394045953910236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/11/hurray-holidays.html' title='Hurray.... Holidays'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3106434083800887046</id><published>2008-10-11T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:16:30.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Cultural Night...</title><content type='html'>It's has been about 2 months my friends and I were busying about the Chinese Cultural Night that organised by UTHM's Tiong Hua. We were assigned to in charged of the performances and finally the cultural night was a success and the great burden can to thrown off.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I involved in the stage performance about the story of "Tang Yuen" (a kind of chinese traditional food made by glutinous rice flour, normally eaten during Dong Zhi or Lantern Festival).  Tang Yuen symbolises unity or reunion and this was the main theme that we need to show to the spectators. The overall story was kind of simple. It is about a boy who has a fight with his family then ran away from home. He then came across a stall with two sisters who selling Tang Yuen. The boy is hungry by that time but he has not enough money to buy a bowl to fill his stomach. The sisters feel sympathy to that boy and then offer him their last bowl of Tang Yuen. They ask him what has been happening to him as he looks sad.  The boy explains  the whole senario about how ridiculous  of his parent  behaving.  The sisters calm the boy and advise him to be patient to his parent as his parent's doing is for his good. They also tell the boy about their past, how they lose their parent and how they miss their parent's lecture. The boy finally realise his mistake and thank the sisters their advises and the bowl of Tang Yuen and then run home to meet his parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is to tell the audience to appreciate of what they having in current situation. The story also carries a meaning that we should be patient to our parent's advises as these are for our own good. (PS : I played the role of that BOY... lolz ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my show, I felt really relief and suddenly felt really tire. But of course I have to endure the tireness untill the end of the event as I was also a photographer for my friends. (They in charged of dancing part and asked me to help them record it). The whole event is after all considered sucessful. In the end of the event, the event man-in-charge gave a thank-you speech to all people invloved and reminded the next generation to it better next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5lv51-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pekj1mfjC9A/s1600-h/DSCF0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5lv51-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pekj1mfjC9A/s320/DSCF0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256115929539279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5lxhgXHI/AAAAAAAAADc/VRqXm1_hDtw/s1600-h/DSCF0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5lxhgXHI/AAAAAAAAADc/VRqXm1_hDtw/s320/DSCF0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256115929974070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5mMOAz3I/AAAAAAAAADk/MZQIk6HRqC8/s1600-h/DSCF0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5mMOAz3I/AAAAAAAAADk/MZQIk6HRqC8/s320/DSCF0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256115937140068210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From top to bottom :&lt;br /&gt;a) before the show, gotta posing to release stress&lt;br /&gt;b) being lectured by the sisters... pity me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;c) after the show, relieffff....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3106434083800887046?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3106434083800887046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3106434083800887046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3106434083800887046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3106434083800887046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-cultural-night.html' title='Chinese Cultural Night...'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SPF5lv51-ZI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pekj1mfjC9A/s72-c/DSCF0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3054981045110837941</id><published>2008-09-30T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:43:27.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be... be happy</title><content type='html'>WOW.... I have abandoned my blog for almost one or two months already since my last update. Feeling kind of sorry for myself because of my inconsistency.  Now have to add some new story of  mine which happened in  past few days during my Raya holidays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, 30 September 2008, I just gave up on a relationship with a UPM gal. (I think it is better to remain her anonymously). Actually, that was not an end. We have not started to have a real date before, it was like still under the process of chasing her. At first, two of us seem really good. Everything was nice and smooth until we met bottleneck. She faced some problems in her university but I was not there to help. She was kind of disappointed and got fed up with this relationship and finally suggested a break-up. It was really a heart-breaking time for me. But it is true that I am not good enough to be her bf. When she told me that sometime she needed me to help her but I cant. I also felt guilty. This is the problem of distance-relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she asked for a break-up, my feeling was of course really sad. Feeling that the months of effort was in vain. However, life still need to go on. Why not just let it be? Take it as a process of growing up. Gaining from what I lost now and apply it on future. She is really a kind and lovely girl. Even we cant be together, being friend also good. As long as both parties are happy. Frenz 4ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a sentosa Form6 people gathering. Like always, I join their gathering upon the invitation from mun ching. Today's purpose of joining them was to celebrate cheng boon, Freddie, siao sien and others belated birthday. But I just got a present for cheng boon. (Really sorry for freddie and siao sien.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy stuff do happen sometimes. But we should learn how to handle problem properly and by doing so we grow. We become more mature in handling in our problems and emotions. Like what I read from a book : "Failure is never ending, Success is never final". This phrase enlightens me a lot. Simple phrase like this but carries deep meaning. When something bad happens, good thing is behind the line. Without sadness, we would never know how happiness feel like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3054981045110837941?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3054981045110837941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3054981045110837941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3054981045110837941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3054981045110837941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-it-be-be-happy.html' title='Let it be... be happy'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3313964345787876561</id><published>2008-07-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:54:03.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serang........</title><content type='html'>It has been a week that I stayed in Kolej Kediaman Tun Dr. Ismail in UTHM. The life over here is kinda good(currently). The accomodation is nice. The food here is considered good. Good-looking girls are around. However, there is one and only one that I don't really like - which is the toilet. There is a constantly cut in water supply at my hostel's floor. This has caused me a lot of trouble running here and there to look for some where else to take my bath or do some businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Withink this week, lots of good and bad memories have gained. Everything is unforgettable : MHS week. A week of sleepless night. Long and boring speech from university authorities. Being awaken by "morning-call". Representing house performance which in the end got third place. Got a bruise because of my full strength performance. Sitting the easy replacement exam which is actually same standard with MUET paper. Sending some messages to a beautiful girls but only got one reply. Always pray to god she would be arranged same class with me. Always hope that she would at least reply my message again. Spending time in the washroom to wash my cloth so that I need not to waste money in the laundry. Went to Summit Batu Pahat to watch movie but end up only me that liked the movie that we watched. Using Excel to keep track of my daily expenses. Bla bla bla... lots lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the intention to type out the detail of the events that had happened in last week. I have no internet access for a whole week which kinda kill me(city-people trauma).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3313964345787876561?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3313964345787876561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3313964345787876561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3313964345787876561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3313964345787876561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/07/serang.html' title='Serang........'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-3500014692975951826</id><published>2008-06-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:26:52.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Before Leaving....</title><content type='html'>After being so busy to get everything done, tomorrow is the day that I leave my house for a long period of time. I am going to Batu Pahat and enrolling in University Tun Hussein Onn. To be frank, I am looking forward to tomorrow as tomorrow is the day that I will start a totally new life compared to my KL life, which of course KL life need to spend more money. LOLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday and I make myself to stay at home because I have not pack my things yet. After 2 hours of cleaning my bag and squeezing my cloths into the luggage, there were about 10 bags that I need to carry to UTHM tomorrow. I was shocked also but can't help it, those things are necessary.  It  seem like I am running away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la... I should pen off now.  Kinda tire already. Hopefully I wont stay up so late because whenever there is a special event for me, I wont able to sleep well. Today story until here and I shall continue tomorrow after I reach UTHM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-3500014692975951826?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3500014692975951826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=3500014692975951826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3500014692975951826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/3500014692975951826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-before-leaving.html' title='A Day Before Leaving....'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1013978122046998035</id><published>2008-06-26T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:46:56.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring... Hate Shopping</title><content type='html'>I had been quite lazy lately because I had not updated my blog for about a week. Within this week, there were quite a number of events happened that I did not post on this blog to share with you (the reader), which included my Genting trip and also my mom birthday. I had a really good time at Genting though it was only a 2-days-1-night trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGO4zDYsrjI/AAAAAAAAACY/DyZG7TfyAFk/s1600-h/Genting+Jun08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGO4zDYsrjI/AAAAAAAAACY/DyZG7TfyAFk/s320/Genting+Jun08+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216215980646903346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGO4z6zVyPI/AAAAAAAAACg/p3HKEGxlq1E/s1600-h/Genting+Jun08+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGO4z6zVyPI/AAAAAAAAACg/p3HKEGxlq1E/s320/Genting+Jun08+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216215995522599154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above are parts of the pictures that I took. Both pictures show the members of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;That all I wanna say about this trip. Kinda lazy to write down the detail la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the next story. Today story. SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I am not keen in shopping although shopping do give people a lot of pleasure. However, I am the kind of person that will compare price between different products and also consider very carefully before I pay for something. Like the experience of getting a birthday gift for my sister. I stayed in the shop for quite a period, walking up and down and think before I paid for what I chose. And Cheng Boon was quite mad at me. LOL. So, this time I decided to shop alone. I do not like the feeling that someone is waiting for me. I do not like people to rush me to do something, especially something that involve making decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought many things today, which make me wanna die. This is the first time I spent so much time and money in shopping. (not including getting a psp la)   Spending 6 hours in Mid Valley walking alone holding bags is absolutely, definitely not a good experience. I got myself a pair of sport shoe in Nike shop, which cost about RM350. (sakit.....) One Tropicana pencil case - RM50(sakit lagi....). One pair of quarter-length sock - RM10 (not so sakit for this...). And also a pair of sandal - RM40.  Total up... (heart breaking....plaannn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tiring experience, which can burn 500 calories and gain muscle pain, I had a really nice dinner with my family in a fabulous restaurant called "delicious" in Bangsar Village. The food served there were nice and the environment  was  good. (of course the price over that place wasn't so nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG2ceiehI/AAAAAAAAACo/x_qHS2svRVo/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG2ceiehI/AAAAAAAAACo/x_qHS2svRVo/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216231432084683282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG2yp1AkI/AAAAAAAAACw/Udf3DqbGDlc/s1600-h/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG2yp1AkI/AAAAAAAAACw/Udf3DqbGDlc/s320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216231438037615170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG3_mJZJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WoflFjfBFbw/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG3_mJZJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WoflFjfBFbw/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216231458691703954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG4dbnSfI/AAAAAAAAADA/dJYU-_mk9RI/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGPG4dbnSfI/AAAAAAAAADA/dJYU-_mk9RI/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216231466700589554" 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/4916319307730879935-1013978122046998035?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1013978122046998035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1013978122046998035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1013978122046998035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1013978122046998035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/tiring-hate-shopping.html' title='Tiring... Hate Shopping'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SGO4zDYsrjI/AAAAAAAAACY/DyZG7TfyAFk/s72-c/Genting+Jun08+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-1780870506240070920</id><published>2008-06-17T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:58:36.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of feelings</title><content type='html'>The long-wait university result was out this early morning. By early I meant at 12a.m. I believed most of the people who studied form 6 would definitely rush to the government website to check the result. Including me. Initially, I did plan to check the result first as I wanted to go to bed earlier. However, when the clock stroke 12 morning my mobile phone rang. I was so frustrated and wondered who would call me that early. It's Soon Hoong. He asked me if I had checked the result already. I went out to the living room and saw my laptop had not yet been shut-down. So I logged into the governor  website to  see the result.  Suddenly, I received quite a lot of messages from my friends all asking: "how's it?", "where your are going?", "what's your course?", "are you going?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, the result that shown in front of me was really unbelievable. I got offered a Telecommunication Engineering course in University Technology Tun Hussein Onn in Batu Pahat, Johor. At that very moment, I got a mixture of feelings. I felt happy because I got the course that I wanted so much. I felt sad because it is not the university that I wished to go.(UTHM is my 5th choice). I felt worried because I found out this university has only 15 years of history which is considered a new university compare to UM or UPM. I also had a slightly reluctance  to go  to Johor as  this state  is  renowned in crimes and floods. However, what can I do about it? There is no place for me to refuse to go to this university. I got my desire course. I need not to fly to East Malaysia. My hometown is just 3 hours away. Some more I used to disappointe my parent when I studied in college. So I think even my wish tertiary education should be in private college, but this time may be I should change my mind and focus everything in this current situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time I really think that it is regardless where you study but the most important factor of success is in your own hand. If you go to a well-known university but you yourself do not work hard, you will have no gain. But I just think studying in private college would be an add-on advantage as the study condition and the people you are going to meet are totally different. Studying in local university also has it own benefits. You would learn to be independent when you stay alone. You can join various clubs or society which private college cannot compare with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is double-sided. Never try never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-1780870506240070920?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1780870506240070920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=1780870506240070920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1780870506240070920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/1780870506240070920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixture-of-feelings.html' title='Mixture of feelings'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-814969237367642598</id><published>2008-06-08T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:26:01.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG... it's Monday again.&lt;br /&gt;There is a reluctance  to go to work every Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Have to take bus all the way to K.L.&lt;br /&gt;Have to grab a seat before somebody else does&lt;br /&gt;OR may be&lt;br /&gt;Have to stand and hold the bar until the bus reaches K.L.&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;br /&gt;Have to walk along Jalan Raja Chulan&lt;br /&gt;From the head to end&lt;br /&gt;a 10 minutes road before I reach Scotiabank&lt;br /&gt;When the clock strikes 9&lt;br /&gt;Work starts non-stop until lunch time&lt;br /&gt;Lunch menu: economical rice or vege&lt;br /&gt;Walk back to Boustead Tower, straight heading to pantry&lt;br /&gt;Take rest in pantry until my lunch break ends&lt;br /&gt;Continue my work&lt;br /&gt;work, work, work&lt;br /&gt;Cheque deposit, sorting cheque, casting cheque, encoding cheque&lt;br /&gt;All until 6pm...&lt;br /&gt;That's my working life&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;I should say this is my DAILY ROUTINE&lt;br /&gt;A routine that I have to follow until end of June&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-814969237367642598?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/814969237367642598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=814969237367642598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/814969237367642598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/814969237367642598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-blue.html' title='Monday Blue'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4681093818582133988</id><published>2008-06-07T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:03:34.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gathering'/><title type='text'>U6FM Gathering</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, I attended a gathering organized by Mun Sou (one of my VI friends) at Izzi Cafe which was located some where near Sg. Wang. Initially, I thought it was a normal gathering but Calvin told me it was actually a farewell for Choon Cheak then I realized Choon Cheak was leaving to his college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone on that table is busying handling college stuff except me who is currently working in Scotiabank until end of June. Hopefully I can get what I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked into Izzi Cafe, the environment is not so bad. And there was one person that surprised me. There was a girl sitting beside Calvin whom is suspected as Calvin's "friend". Well, of course, he is in denial. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food served was actually not as good as expected. The taste was not compensated with the price. I ordered a plate of pasta. I had forgotten the name, something Italian and sausage. The sausage tasted quite ok but the whole dish was quite oily. (too much of olive oil) Then Calvin suggested if we would like to try the pizza. Everybody agreed but when the pizza was served, nobody touched it except for Weng Lai. Oh man, he really got a big appetite. He just finished something which was full of cheese and then he was the one who ate up the 6-pieces pizza. Actually I intended to try one also but the pasta that I ordered making too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we sat there about an hour to chit-chat before we left heading to Choon Cheak house. It was quite a nice gathering though not the whole U6FM came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMPQYVyII/AAAAAAAAABw/kf1k04A9r0g/s1600-h/izzi+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMPQYVyII/AAAAAAAAABw/kf1k04A9r0g/s320/izzi+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200481474562178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calvin and his FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQEmQo3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EnxS_Mm_HUk/s1600-h/izzi+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQEmQo3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EnxS_Mm_HUk/s320/izzi+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200495491588978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weng Ting  and Choon Cheak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQf1KBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/JRWfNeEa6R4/s1600-h/izzi+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQf1KBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/JRWfNeEa6R4/s320/izzi+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200502801827138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comment card that placed on the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQ5CGwFI/AAAAAAAAACI/UcwxWHFByrA/s1600-h/izzi+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMQ5CGwFI/AAAAAAAAACI/UcwxWHFByrA/s320/izzi+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200509567025234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ex-U6FM students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMROJu4tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LcRsnwclMSU/s1600-h/izzi+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMROJu4tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LcRsnwclMSU/s320/izzi+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209200515236160210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left to right:&lt;br /&gt;Mun Sou - Uniten&lt;br /&gt;Weng Ting - Help&lt;br /&gt;Calvin and his FRIEND - ATC&lt;br /&gt;Weng Lai - going to US&lt;br /&gt;Me - miserable life&lt;br /&gt;Choon Cheak - MMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now most of my friends going different direction. Hopefully sooner or later there will be a gathering again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4681093818582133988?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4681093818582133988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4681093818582133988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4681093818582133988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4681093818582133988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/u6fm-gathering.html' title='U6FM Gathering'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SErMPQYVyII/AAAAAAAAABw/kf1k04A9r0g/s72-c/izzi+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7772494705533386848</id><published>2008-06-06T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:46:30.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>My First Guitar</title><content type='html'>There is something really happy that I would like to share - I just bought a guitar yesterday. ^^ It is not a very expensive one, natural/white, half the size of me, and it looks really nice. This is my first guitar. I am just a novice who is going to learn playing guitar all by himself. Before I got the guitar, I got a book entitled "Step by step - Guitar Course" from Mid Valley MPH bookstore. Everything cost me only RM190. So, for those new beginners who just like me that want to learn playing guitar by him/herself. Your budget should not more than RM200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got my guitar guide book, I wanted to get one guitar at Mid Valley also.  I visited three shops (there are only three instrument shops in MV) and both offered me different prices. I visited a shop that located at 3rd floor first, the salesman introduced me two guitars - one RM90 and RM270. Actually, I don't really understand what is the different between the two. From what I know, the making material of the guitar determines it's quality of the sound, those six strings contribute too. However, I still did not get it until I asked the salesman to demonstrate to me.  The sound of RM270 was much better than RM90. The different  was so obvious.  When the salesman played the RM270, I was thrilled and I told myself that this was the one. However, it was kind of expensive for me as it was over-budget. So I asked will there be any different if I got the RM90 and changed the strings. The answer was "the quality of sound improves a little bit". I was kind of disappointed and walked out  with my friend -  Cheng Boon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd shop that I visited was "lagi teruk".  When I walked into that shop and asked for a acoustic guitar. The salesgirl  asked  if  I  had  a  budget and I answered about  RM200.  Her eyes were wide opened  and  replied they had no guitar under RM200. She then showed me her cheapest guitar in the shop which was cost about RM200++. It looked nice but the quality of sound seems not really good. And this is another disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd shop was Yamaha. Needless to say, the guitars in it were gotta be damn expensive. When Boon and I walked into the shop, one of the salesgirls was serving a customer. So we two just walked around and I eavesdropped  their conversation. (not exactly eavesdropped, I was actually standing beside them) The cheapest guitar in that shop cost RM310. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I long struggled, I decided to buy the RM90 guitar from the 1st shop after Boon and I watched a movie - Prom Night. When I went back to that shop and looked at the RM90 guitar. I changed my mind suddenly as the color  of the guitars weren't so nice. One was the whole body in black and another was ocean blue + black side. I though there would be many choices of colors during my first visit. It ended up into another disappointment. Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got my first guitar in Sg. Wang Plaza. Yesterday, I went to Sg. Wang Plaza alone after a tiring work, and before my work-out in California Fitness. There was only one instrument shop in Sg. Wang, so it won't waste me much time to make a decision. I went to that shop directly and asked "Do you have any acoustic guitar for beginner which is not so expensive". Again, the salesman asked if I had a budget and I replied him the same thing. (mentioned above) He showed me one which cost RM230. He told me if I could spend extra RM30 for it which I probably wouldn't as I had spent quite amount of money on this occasion. Then he showed me a guitar which is RM90.  The body of the guitar was kind of nice. But I still make a excuse  to leave the shop to walked around to search for another instrument shop. After a not very long walk, I decided to get that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the total of my spending was:&lt;br /&gt;(Acoustic Guitar + guitar bag) + guitar guidebook = RM120 + RM 69.90&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    = RM 189.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the nutshell, I would like to give some comments to whoever wish to get a guitar but one's inexperience:&lt;br /&gt;a) Don't tell the salespeople about your budget as it wont help you to get any cheaper. They may just pick one guitar and then match it with your budget.&lt;br /&gt;b) Buy the guitar bag along so that you can use this opportunity to cut down the price.&lt;br /&gt;c) Don't make any haste decision as you have the time  to visit another shop (if there are more than one instrument shop) Enjoy the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;d) Pick the color that you like. You are buying something that you need to keep it for a long time and you don't want to regret right after you pay your money. So, if they don't have the color that you like, DON'T BUY FIRST. Surely you will get another better.&lt;br /&gt;e) If you do not know how to tune your guitar, remember to ask the salespeople to help you do it. No matter how busy they are at that time, you have the privilege to be served.&lt;br /&gt;d) Do remember to ask the salespeople if they have the after sales service like helping tuning the guitar or whatsoever. Acoustic guitar normally do not have warranty but electric guitar do have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is the end of my experience of buying a guitar. Hoping this can help anyone out there to pick one. Let's rock the world. (Hopefully I could upload my show to Youtube and become male version of Marie Digley. ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture caption (from up to down):&lt;br /&gt;A)I am posting like a pro ^^&lt;br /&gt;b) My guitar guidebook.&lt;br /&gt;c &amp;amp; d ) My guitar and bag.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjOC3oThI/AAAAAAAAABA/HrAuCa4gVqc/s1600-h/misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjOC3oThI/AAAAAAAAABA/HrAuCa4gVqc/s320/misc+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208944274458562066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjNmFL20I/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrtDQ2K1xG0/s1600-h/misc+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjNmFL20I/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrtDQ2K1xG0/s320/misc+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208944266730789698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjMkyVC9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMZCEt7IzLI/s1600-h/misc+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjMkyVC9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMZCEt7IzLI/s320/misc+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208944249203395538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjNchHk5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/JMwAAcICa-M/s1600-h/misc+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjNchHk5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/JMwAAcICa-M/s320/misc+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208944264163595154" 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/4916319307730879935-7772494705533386848?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7772494705533386848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7772494705533386848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7772494705533386848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7772494705533386848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-guitar.html' title='My First Guitar'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEnjOC3oThI/AAAAAAAAABA/HrAuCa4gVqc/s72-c/misc+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7051400956740517354</id><published>2008-06-03T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:37:51.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Funny</title><content type='html'>I found something which were kind of funny and here I would like to share it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Bold_New"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why, Why, Why??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;    Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are       getting dead?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why do banks charge a fee on 'insufficient funds' when they know there is     not enough money?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars,     but check when you say the paint is wet?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw     a revolver at him?"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="Bold_New"&gt;Never Mind&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Maxine was driving down the street in a sweat because she had an important           meeting and couldn't find a parking place.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          Looking up toward heaven, she said, "Lord, take pity on me. If           you find me a parking place I will go to church every Sunday for the           rest of my life and give up sex and tequila." &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Miraculously, a parking place appeared. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;She looked up again and said, "Never mind. I found one."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For the second joke, it is kind of lame too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7051400956740517354?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7051400956740517354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7051400956740517354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7051400956740517354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7051400956740517354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-funny.html' title='Something Funny'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5744790952995420028</id><published>2008-06-01T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:13:06.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tour in Times bookstore - Pavillion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEVfAiAxfnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mLN37a1TK1U/s1600-h/misc+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEVfAiAxfnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mLN37a1TK1U/s320/misc+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207673006858534514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEVfBCAxfoI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1ET3CiptXww/s1600-h/misc+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEVfBCAxfoI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1ET3CiptXww/s320/misc+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207673015448469122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After being so tired back from helping out my parent, I decided to go KL for a work out as I did not wish to stay at home at a Sunday afternoon. Upon I reached there, I took a 20 minutes walk on the "running machine" (I don't know the exact word of this) as I just had a boxful of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I joined a class named "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bodybumper&lt;/span&gt;". From the name of it, it seems to be interesting some more this class is suitable for all fitness level players. Learning from my last bad experience in the "Step 101" class, choosing a M type class is my wisest choice of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Let me explain about the standards that are available in California fitness :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; M - multi-level ( suitable for everyone regardless you are a novice or an advanced player )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1   - beginner ( normally about basic stuff )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2  - intermediate ( includes more complex steps )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3  - advanced ( only for experienced players )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During an hour in the studio, my thigh and arm suffered a lot. The steps weren't too hard to follow but just they kept on repeating the same steps while hands were holding weights. However, it was worth to be there and I planned to go that class whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that class, my arms and my legs were no longer could support my body weight. My feet seem to be numb and I was almost fell from the stairs. I tried to continue picking up weight or have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; section but my body seem to be reached it's limit already. Hence I just focused on my back muscle and my abs. ( which those two parts were not aching that time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had enough work-out and cleaned myself, I went to Pavilion while waiting my elder sister to finish her work. I went to Times bookstore and I found two nice books: “What Terrorist Want” and “Freedom from Oil”. As per pictures shown above. I did not have the patient to read the whole book. But from what I read I can tell these two books were really interesting. I wished to get one but both were really expensive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5744790952995420028?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5744790952995420028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5744790952995420028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5744790952995420028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5744790952995420028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/tour-in-times-bookstore-pavillion.html' title='A tour in Times bookstore - Pavillion'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SEVfAiAxfnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mLN37a1TK1U/s72-c/misc+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-2785682732184989038</id><published>2008-05-30T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:29:25.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 101</title><content type='html'>Friday night ... hurray&lt;br /&gt;However, though it is Friday night, I did not go any where else but worked out in the California fitness center. I have gone there quite often in order to get myself in shape as I have promised myself earlier. I hope I can get myself in shape, fit, nice-looking, as soon as possible. Hopefully in a month time before I get into college/university. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours of working out, my arms sore my leg can’t use energy, I decided to join one of the classes offered in there. I picked up a class called "Step 101 - beginner". From what I saw, BEGINNER, I thought it was supposed suitable for most of the people. I thought the class should be teaching new joiner about the steps. BUT, I was wrong. When the class began, the trainer straight away switched on the music and the others in the studio started carrying out the steps. I had a hard time in there. I cannot follow others though I tried my best to observe the steps but they were just too fast. I felt myself like a fool in there because I thought I was the only who din match the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am thinking whether I should join the same class or choose other classes that suit me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-2785682732184989038?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2785682732184989038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=2785682732184989038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2785682732184989038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2785682732184989038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/step-101.html' title='Step 101'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-6927018119239291302</id><published>2008-05-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:43:31.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IS THAT KARMA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouOqx22Obns&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that karma?"&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone of you find this sentence is quite familiar? That was what used-to-be-great-star Sharon Stone said when she attended one of the function in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think what she was saying was very offensive. When she was interviewed by a group of reporters, she was asked what her feeling towards the China tragedy but she answered it in a very different way. Even I am not one of the victims in this disaster, I found this was really offensive. How could her say anything like that in front of the public without thinking of the consequences. What China did to Tibet might be wrong but that those were political issues. Those had nothing to do with natural disaster. If the tragedy happened in China was caused by karma, then what about the natural disasters that have been happening in US all these time? Are those karma too? (I would like to say sorry if anyone feel my previous sentence offensive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting political issues with natural phenomenon are simply ridiculous. Correct me if I am wrong. Some one mentioned that she is a IQ 160 genius. Maybe this is the time you should start using your brain before you move your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe after Sharon Stone made that statement, she soon will have to face her own karma. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-6927018119239291302?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/6927018119239291302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=6927018119239291302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6927018119239291302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6927018119239291302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-that-karma.html' title='IS THAT KARMA?'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-5397054648934690878</id><published>2008-05-27T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:21:56.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Fitness</title><content type='html'>When I was still a kid, I know nothing except eating. I thought I was the world most talented "eater" and nobody else can beat me that. I even think the same thing towards my dad. I remember once my dad eating speed was really fast. I admired that. It was because I thought a man was supposed to eat food fast. So I followed him. I thought a man should eat lots. So I followed him. My dad had a big beer belly and I thought it was what a man should have. So I followed him. However, after 10 years had passed, it turned out what I was thinking were wrong. That is why since I was 15, I have been trying so hard to keep in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 5 years had passed, now I am 20, my hard work seem to be useless because I still look like 5 years ago. (Well, no exactly the same because I grew taller and that make me look thinner when i put my shirt on) Every time when I look myself in mirror I would tell myself: If you are thinner, you sure look great. This is one of my quotes used to motivate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to join a club to work out. However, the membership fee is kind       of scaring. Some more almost every club requires their members to sign for a year. I currently do not have that time because I going to be enrolled in university which I have not known where would I be sent to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, both of my sisters work in different gymnasium - true fitness and California fitness. Both of them can give me some advises about keeping in shape and also and the most important above all - I can join for free.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am holding a guest pass in California fitness for A MONTH. I was thrill when I  got this big news. Thank you Jack(assistant manager) and Karen (my sis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for this temporary moment is to have a good looking body shape. Not mentioning to get six packs or big chest. I hope at least a flat belly. Ganbateh ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-5397054648934690878?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5397054648934690878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=5397054648934690878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5397054648934690878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/5397054648934690878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/california-fitness.html' title='California Fitness'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-2237122430236512020</id><published>2008-05-22T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:50:30.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>China Earthquake 512</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“亲爱的宝贝，如果你还活着，一定要记住我爱你！”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抢救人员发现她的时候，她已经死了。她是被垮塌下来的房子压死的。她双膝跪着，双手扶着地，支撑着身体，像古人行跪拜礼，身体却被压的变形了。&lt;br /&gt;在她身体的下面躺着一名孩子，大约只有三，四月大。因为有她的身体的庇护，他毫发无伤，被救出来的时候，他还安静的睡着。当他被抱出来的时候，包裹着这小孩的被子里，塞着一部手机，屏幕上是一条已经写好了的短信：“亲爱的宝贝，如果你还活着，一定要记住我爱你！”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;张米亚 － 展翅的老师&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当汶川县映秀镇的群众徒手搬开垮塌的镇小学教学楼的一角时，被眼前的一幕惊呆了：一名男子跪仆在废墟上，双臂紧紧搂着两个孩子，像一只展翅欲飞的雄鹰。两个孩子还活着，而这“雄鹰”已经气绝！由于紧抱孩子的手臂已经僵硬，救护人员唯有含泪将之锯掉才把孩子救出。&lt;br /&gt;而这位张米亚张老师的妻儿也被垮塌的房屋深埋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“昨天抬过来的时候还是软软的，咋就变得这么硬啊！”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;张关蓉为已为了保护学生而去世的丈夫－谭千秋擦抹遗体的时候，丈夫僵硬的手指再次触痛她脆弱的神经；“昨天抬过来的时候还是软软的，咋就变得这么硬啊！“  张关蓉轻柔丈夫的手臂，痛哭失声。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tiring working day, I was sitting on my sofa reading today newspaper. Like usual, I would read the entertainment news first before I read the 副刊。When I turned to 副刊, the head line of the 副刊 attracted me. It was about the story happened during the hard period of the victims of China. Above are part of the stories I adapted from Sin Chew Daily". Well for those who are reading my blog but do not understand Chinese. I am so sorry to tell you that this will take me a long time to translate these articles and I have no time to do so as the night is getting late and I have to work tomorrow. So I may post the translation version on another posting. (may be ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, people around the glob are showing concern on the unfortunate Burmanist and Chinese. Slogans are made to give the survivals mentally support. Artists are doing charity functions to raise fund to give some hand also, especially the HK, Taiwan, and China stars. However, I can't help but always wonder do they really help those people sincerely or they are just doing their job to raise their popularity? I am saying this because those people normally don't show their face in charity function. But when something happens, all suddenly come out to the public and show some concern. That is kind of irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no matter they are doing this sincerely or not, as least they are contributing something to the victims. This is the matter that should be focus on Good job, pal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-2237122430236512020?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2237122430236512020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=2237122430236512020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2237122430236512020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/2237122430236512020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/china-earthquake-512.html' title='China Earthquake 512'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-4122880836128066535</id><published>2008-05-19T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T07:50:13.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wesak Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Wesak Day and I was forced to help out my dad this morning. I had no choice as the girl who normally work with my dad took off today and both my sister were not "available".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had spent my whole day sleeping and surfing net. It was great though. Felt so free and I took some time to think of something. To plan what I should do in next two months before I continue my studies again. Besides that, I did some planning about how am I going to save some money and make money from stock. While I was typing this, I was doing research about stock investment. I hope I will able to master the skill of investment in future. But untill now, I have been reading acticles from various sources, I still dont really get what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus surfed 2 nets called TMT investment and sahamstock.com, hopefully can get some ideas from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-4122880836128066535?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4122880836128066535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=4122880836128066535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4122880836128066535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/4122880836128066535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/wesak-day.html' title='Wesak Day'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-7244692481329784554</id><published>2008-05-16T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:04:58.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teacher's Day</title><content type='html'>I purposely to take one off day today because I wanna go back to SRJK(C)Kun Man to celebrate teacher's day. That is not my primary school but I used to work here as a temporary teacher about two months. I reached there about 9 am and the shows had already started. The performances from the students were kind of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performances, I went to the classes that I used to teach to take pictures with the students. I felt I was welcomed and this made me feel I had make a right choice to go back. But actually the main purpose that I go back that school was to sign something - my pay document. Few days back, I received calls from the school staff to ask me go back to sign something. I was kind of happy because I thought I could finally get my pay. However, by the time I reached the office, I was told to wait more a month or two before my pay deposited into my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures that I took were kind of nice. The girls are nice too.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-7244692481329784554?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7244692481329784554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=7244692481329784554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7244692481329784554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/7244692481329784554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teacher&apos;s Day'/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916319307730879935.post-6858390393387237323</id><published>2007-02-20T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:50:06.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my second account for my blog. i am so damn pissed off because i cant log in to my previous account and i have tried to log in for few days. i do not know why but just have to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is "nian cho 4" - meaning the fourth day of the chinese new year. now is 2.34 in the morning. i just come back from m friend's friend's house which located at "sentosa impian'[i not so sure bout the name]. that place is a "wow". lots of beautiful houses and nice cars. but there is a problem - the surrounding is a mess. bushes is uncut and that place kind of desert. the neighboard also will not know if the next-door is robbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever talk about chinese new year, gambling sure come into the main topic. i think i am not suitable to gamble this year as i lost a lot. i was shocked when i come to realise i have lost about rm30 in my friend's friend's house. BUT... that was just the beginning. we played "in-between" first before we played "black jack". i lost damn lot when playing "in-between". my feeling that time was OMFG WHY AM I SO DAMN "SHUI"... luckily, they changed game and continue by playing "black jack" and i finally manage to win some to cover up my lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people were busy talking, some were busy gambling, whereas some were busy drinking alcohol. some people gathered at the mini bar and play "fingering" - a game that invented to make people drink.[i am so lazy to explain it in detail] the way they drank was terrible... some even vomitted after that game.. of course... i just stand a side as i do not like to drink beer...[i dont think beer taste better than wine, i prefer wine than beer but they didnt offer wine =.= ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that my friends and i left at 1 something. actually they planned to go somewhere else to "yam cha" but i kind of lazy to go as they were going to cheras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i knoe 2 new friends today. 1 is called jeff and another i forgot his name. SORI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4916319307730879935-6858390393387237323?l=jshing-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/6858390393387237323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4916319307730879935&amp;postID=6858390393387237323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6858390393387237323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4916319307730879935/posts/default/6858390393387237323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jshing-cs.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-my-second-account-for-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>John Shing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07138961956002248609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzGLaK9tA0g/SycM09oHQxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FQQC92tCUCQ/S220/IMG_1042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
