<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 23:23:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>doofuses UNITE!</title><description></description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-5102947587930080616</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-03T12:12:52.688+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Assignments pouring in like water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant concentrate much already. Sleeping at 2 am in the morning only to wake up at 7 to attend classes which ends late. Especially so on wednesday and thursday because of extra japanese lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for your info about my current life status, Im busy completing/trying to complete as much of my assignments before i leave for japan. 9 assignments to be ready in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i going to Japan? simply put it, i was asked to apply for the student exchange program by &lt;a href="http://portal.unesco.org/en/ev.php-URL_ID=29008&amp;amp;URL_DO=DO_TOPIC&amp;amp;URL_SECTION=201.html"&gt; UNESCO&lt;/a&gt; to Japan. So i did. I thought to myself, why not if its almost totally free? Although not so willing to go, due to missed classes guilt and half way done assignments to be felt later, i guess it's gonna be exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip will be this coming 18th to 30th. If not mistaken we'll be heading to Tokyo during winter. Activities not confirmed, so i cant really tell much about whats gonna happen as this is my first time going abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is still 2 weeks for any unplanned 'mishaps' to happen . So i cant really guarantee that im really going. Dont get your hopes high on me buying back omiyage for you! know what the exchange rate is???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I.&lt;br /&gt;JPY   MYR&lt;br /&gt;1  0.029100&lt;br /&gt;5  0.145500&lt;br /&gt;10  0.291000&lt;br /&gt;20  0.582000&lt;br /&gt;30  0.873000&lt;br /&gt;40  1.164000&lt;br /&gt;50  1.455000&lt;br /&gt;60  1.746000&lt;br /&gt;70  2.037000&lt;br /&gt;80  2.328000&lt;br /&gt;90  2.619000&lt;br /&gt;100  2.910000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traveltst.ca/index.php?pageId=7&amp;amp;exchange=1"&gt;Currency converter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's friggin expensive you know????!!&lt;br /&gt;One can drink is 110 yen. Which is what? RM3+!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine a sushi meal. For two. Is 10,000 yen. Which is???? RM291!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams of having a good time is gone. No sushi meals for the whole trip, no anime and manga, no flashy gadgets, no anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure IF i get there. I'll be in a Home-stay program, and every activity held by them will all be paid for. Including climbing Mt Fuji, Hot springs, and tours i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;(for my assignments of course...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-5102947587930080616?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/11/assignments-pouring-in-like-water.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-4364818878325897925</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:26:15.551+08:00</atom:updated><title>Reel of Fortune</title><description>A catch of a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;Raya came early this year for me! At least 7 hours early.&lt;br /&gt;Today, being a day before the Raya celebrations, im off school and back at home. Reuben and randall invited me to Bukit Cahaya at first, wanting to explore the whole area once again but this time picnicking somewhere there. But turns out the plans didnt really work out well and so we ended up going fishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading towards banting, there is a turn off on the left of the highway. Not really visible, so you've got to keep a real good look out. The place is a pay-to-fish pond. The usual scene with the hut on one side, the water churning thingy in the water, some nets, a few anglers situated around the pond. It's been quite a while since i last fished, so this was as exciting as before. Just so you know, I've never caught a single fish(decent ones la) ever since my first fish back in 2003?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the surprise today? Well duh?? because i caught one la!&lt;br /&gt;Its called a 'Rohu' to native anglers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/Rw-Sk1wjm-I/AAAAAAAAABM/5yCBt49RfSM/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/Rw-Sk1wjm-I/AAAAAAAAABM/5yCBt49RfSM/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120472462947228642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rohu&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Labeo rohita&lt;/i&gt;) is a fish of the carp family &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyprinidae" title="Cyprinidae"&gt;Cyprinidae&lt;/a&gt;, found commonly in rivers and freshwater lakes in and around the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Asia" title="South Asia"&gt;South Asia&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South-East_Asia" title="South-East Asia"&gt;South-East Asia&lt;/a&gt;. In Hindi it is called Rohu.(Rawas is the Indian Salmon, which is quite different) It is called &lt;i&gt;rui&lt;/i&gt; in Bengali, &lt;i&gt;rou&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assamese_language" title="Assamese language"&gt;Assamese&lt;/a&gt; and is popular in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thailand" title="Thailand"&gt;Thailand&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pakistan" title="Pakistan"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bangladesh" title="Bangladesh"&gt;Bangladesh&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orissa" title="Orissa"&gt;Orissa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Bengal" title="West Bengal"&gt;West Bengal&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assam" title="Assam"&gt;Assam&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Konkan" title="Konkan"&gt;Konkan&lt;/a&gt; region of India. It is a non-oily/white fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is the average fish size i think. Im not a pro fisher OKAY! I caught one about 1-2kgs while randall and reuben managed to catch one each too! So for supper, we went to Foo Chuan to eat. Asked the cooks to whip up something so that we can enjoy! turned out okay, if not for the omnipresent bones in the fish, it would've been excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the holidays, Im happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fishy fishes fish,&lt;br /&gt;Fished out fishy fishing fish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-4364818878325897925?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/10/reel-of-fortune.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/Rw-Sk1wjm-I/AAAAAAAAABM/5yCBt49RfSM/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-1404353719263468260</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 14:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-05T23:16:09.756+08:00</atom:updated><title>cleaning fury</title><description>I hate it whenever my family does cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that everyone seems to disown their stuff whenever they dont want to clear it, but miraculously remembers it belongs to them when someone DOES clean up their stuff. Real shitty man i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up my room yesterday. Was even much more difficult than tunneling through china or searching for broken pieces of dino pelvises. Workbooks, text books, revision books, magazines, comics, plastic bags use to contain purchased comics/magazines, tissue paper, toys(including spiderman, venom, my old broken scorpion&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;, buzzlightyear and many more), letters, envelopes, lizard shit, sketch books, files, folios, even my brothers underwear! i totally lost my marbles!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I did loose my marbles. The old ones i bought back in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, most of the stuff belonged to my devilish irritating younger brother. When asked to do something he'll look at you as though you just threw horse poo at his face. And guess what the parents say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh.. "his just a little kid, only 12 year old la. He's not matured like you,(like that'll make me any happier. It's an insult to be called mature by them. But it's also an insult when they say you're NOT mature. So.. I dunno what's what. You get what i mean)So talk to him nicely. You're his older brother. Be nice to him ya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are HIS things doing in MY room anyway?? And they can complain so much when the rooms all dirty and stuff, but when i finally want to clean, and they find out its HIS stuff, it's 'clean up his shit for him. You're his older brother. Be nice.&lt;br /&gt;How 'nice'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kathy. You're on holiday. Just when im out of holi- days. Who came up with the word HOLIday in the first place? And what does HOLI mean? weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so for your info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;The word holiday has related but different meanings in English-speaking countries. A contraction of holy and day, holidays originally represented special religious days. This word has evolved in general usage to mean any special day of rest (as opposed to regular days of rest such as the weekend).&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;In the English-speaking world a holiday can mean a period spent away from home or business in travel or recreation (e.g. "I'm going on holiday to Malta next week"), the North American equivalent is "vacation". Many Canadians will use the terms vacation and holiday interchangeably when referring to a trip away from home or time off work. In Australia the term can refer to a vacation or gazetted public holiday, but not to a day of commemoration such as Mothers' Day or Halloween.&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;In all of the English-speaking world, a holiday can be a day set aside by a nation or culture (in some cases, multiple nations and cultures) typically for celebration but sometimes for some other kind of special culture-wide (or national) observance or activity. A holiday can also be a special day on which school and/or offices are closed, such as Labor Day.&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;When translated from/to other languages, the meanings of the word "holiday" may be conflated with these of "observance" and "celebration".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;Back to business.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy! Pick me up we go mamak. Wahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;When one person is cursed,&lt;br /&gt;Two graves are dug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;from spiderman="" comics=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-1404353719263468260?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/10/cleaning-fury.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-8414890584302122533</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 04:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-04T12:53:56.439+08:00</atom:updated><title>Holiday blues</title><description>Holidays without any real plan as to what to do or where to go really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i started my first 2 week holiday all i've been doing is slogging in front of the com training a fictional 2D character on &lt;a href="http://maplesea.com/"&gt; MapleStory™ &lt;/a&gt; and sometimes when the mood strikes, a lil' bit of &lt;a href="http://dota-allstars.com/"&gt;DotA™&lt;/a&gt;-ing for me. Now that the marginal utility gained from playing those games have almost run out, i'm at lost as to what to do with my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!&lt;br /&gt;Watch movies! Borrowed some DvD's from ashley. Only watched a few of them so far.. The holidays seemed to have rained the life out of me! In college, i used to study so hard everyday and now that im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;, i totally have no idea what to do! lost my bearings la tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;a href="http://yh67.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yh&lt;/a&gt;, Theeban, Venki and Sri yesterday. Only got to chat with yh and theebs though. Went for a drink at Asia cafe and a game of pool(it was their idea! not mine! i just tagged along and ummm... and umm... you know... played along?) after that. Its been a long time since i ever met up with them. Excluding the meeting with &lt;a href="http://omfgwenz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hong&lt;/a&gt;, Ling, Farah, Marvin and Theebs the other day. Damn i miss my friends. Noone in college can make it up to your level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the holidays are almost over, i'll be back to college again. Happy buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All work and no play makes jack a dull lad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All play and no work makes jill a dumbass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-8414890584302122533?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/10/holiday-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-3089273836741021543</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 12:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:26:16.058+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Early this morning at 4a.m. was the first anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year ever since she was taken away from us. Time sips through the broken glass of life. One year has passed but it just seems like yesterday that my beloved aunt Irene passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RwJYz97kgtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qxiNGBW_T54/s1600-h/100_8312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RwJYz97kgtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qxiNGBW_T54/s320/100_8312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116749776467296978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember clearly the day it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang in the wee hours of the morning. It was close to 5. I knew because i was the one to pick the phone up. On the other end was jac. Asking for my dad in an other than calm voice. Half awake- half asleep i was expecting some foreign voice to be on the line, or probably some wrong number. Hearing her on the phone instantly woke me up. Walking out of the room heading to my parents room to wake my dad, he stepped out. I handed him the phone saying it was from jac. Already dreading the worst i waited for his reaction. Listening to the conversation confirmed my suspicions. She died that morning, the day after getting out from hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was ill previously. Having entered hospital due to internal bleeding problems, stomach ulcers, she still managed to pull a straight face. Unbeknowing to all of us, she suffered silently. The night before, we visited her. There she was on the bed happily chatting away with my mom and aunt. I was asked to go over to her house the next day to take care of her, cook porridge and look after her. As i was on holiday i obliged. Mana tau, she went off before anyone expected her to. We were all fooled by her tough exterior into believing that all was fine and well with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one person i have known to be able to go through so many things in her life. Working as a nurse before, going through world war, loosing her husband, taking sole responsibility of looking after her bedridden mom, cleaning the house every single day of her since since i knew when. Mopping, sweeping, dusting, washing, cooking, taking care of the nephews and nieces when we were there. My family spent most of our time there. Especially me and my brothers. We used to go over to her place everyday before and after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once. When we were still so young. Me and my bro, as boys, as usual, were naturally gifted. Gifted in a sense that we wreak havoc. We would make her so angry at times, she would grab a cane and start chasing and screaming at the top of her voice at us. It seemed so fun to be running around the house being chased by an old lady with a cane. Even now, sitting here typing this out, i still laugh at what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, all this lovely memories of my childhood with her, seemed to die with her. Not seeing her makes me forget. Forget of the past i had. The past i had with the aunt that had so much love in her heart to give, the aunt that loved animals as much as i did, the aunt that, even though complained so much about the world and suffered so much, still had the heart to give more and more everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KOKO Irene;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He Only Takes The Best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God saw they were their happiest and&lt;br /&gt;          someone would not let that be.&lt;br /&gt;          So He put his arms around them and whispered&lt;br /&gt;          "Come with Me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With tear filled eyes we watched them,&lt;br /&gt;          suffer and fade away. Although we&lt;br /&gt;          loved them deeply, We could not&lt;br /&gt;          make them stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A golden heart stopped beating,&lt;br /&gt;          hard working hands put to rest.&lt;br /&gt;          God broke our hearts to prove to us,&lt;br /&gt;          He only takes the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/WinXP/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RwJZhN7kgvI/AAAAAAAAABE/FrCly8OXyfE/s1600-h/245lb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RwJZhN7kgvI/AAAAAAAAABE/FrCly8OXyfE/s320/245lb6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116750553856377586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/WinXP/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/WinXP/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In loving memory 021006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-3089273836741021543?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/10/early-this-morning-at-4a.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RwJYz97kgtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qxiNGBW_T54/s72-c/100_8312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-2047356083686083753</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-28T00:36:58.958+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>renovating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the inconvenience caused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-2047356083686083753?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/09/renovating.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-1809093385658355443</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-23T20:56:07.181+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>My first car breakdown. Wasn't really a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breakdown, &lt;/span&gt;but the car did stall in the middle of the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid gear tak makan and i couldn't get into third gear. Luckily the highway was empty except for this jeep behind me. Wahahaha.. at least now i know that in emergencies, i can keep my head from falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the maple bug again!&lt;br /&gt;Since i've got 2 weeks holiday, wat the heck. Play only la! Its been so long since i entered the maple world. And it has changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to come up with a new blog skin. Hope i can make a nice new one in two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and we have a wedding this saturday. The same choir group for desmonds wedding is singing, except a few others who cant make it coz they're overseas! The wacko bride wants everything to be in pink.&lt;br /&gt;PINK gown.&lt;br /&gt;PINK deco.&lt;br /&gt;PINK dress.&lt;br /&gt;PINK tops for choir girls.&lt;br /&gt;PINK tie for guys.(so gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well include pink undies and pink dye-ed hair.&lt;br /&gt;PINK kuih, PINK chair, PINK chariot, PINK lights and PINK pinky!&lt;br /&gt;Must ask them for &lt;s&gt;pink&lt;/s&gt; red packet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-1809093385658355443?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-car-breakdown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-1706905163547149512</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-15T00:25:56.083+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>So the exams are here. As usual the last minute studying ritual continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous night, studied econs till 4.30, first time i actually stayed up that late STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;But it was kinda fun. I like econs by the way. Collected the kitchen uniform. And its Soooo nice. (except the black and white checked pants.) Now with the new complete set of clothes i can look like a REAL cook. With the thick metal plate shoes and uniform and stuff. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new events this month so far, except that there's this wedding thats gonna be held at our church building, and im in the choir. Hope that the group sings as well as we did before with less training this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy. I admit that im a no good blogger! You're a waaaay much better blogger than me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nest up, Hotel Industry and kitchen exams! This wednesday onwards im free for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to re-decorate youth board and think of potential part time jobs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-1706905163547149512?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-exams-are-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-326430589384020035</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 06:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-09T14:29:33.141+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I somehow finally found out that most friends dont really stay as friends for very long. And the ones that you've thought to be friends finally reveal themselves in a different colour. But there are still those who dont desert you and make it an effort to hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why im saying this is because recently i found out that one friend of mine insnt what i thought him to be. Weird how the more you hang around one person, you tend to see more faults in him than goods. I noticed that our so called similarities were just the tip of the glass. The outer facade shown for first impressions. But what's deep down in there isnt that pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another occasion, one person i thought would be forgiving, kind and cheerful turned out quite the opposite. Although i kinda knew the person well, turns out one can change personalities in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many of you read this blog already since it's kinda dead. But occasionally i'll try to post. Life in college isnt really fun anymore. Missing all the fellowship with klang church brethren AND ol' school friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-326430589384020035?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-somehow-finally-found-out-that-most.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-4153382057087952005</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:26:16.821+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Took a few pictures with college mates. Photoshoped it. Hope you guys dont mind me not blogging too much. Pictures galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZD9XF32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kpFFpLQhouI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZD9XF32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kpFFpLQhouI/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424502542983010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZENXF33I/AAAAAAAAAAU/O1F5fUv2HGY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZENXF33I/AAAAAAAAAAU/O1F5fUv2HGY/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424506837950322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZEdXF34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/paGecHsFLV8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZEdXF34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/paGecHsFLV8/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424511132917634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZE9XF35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ld_ttxJ7prc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZE9XF35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ld_ttxJ7prc/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424519722852242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZFNXF36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/S6OZGrjJo9w/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZFNXF36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/S6OZGrjJo9w/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424524017819554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p.s.: Hong, just posting ny ah... not bloating. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-4153382057087952005?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/08/took-few-pictures-with-college-mates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d78ED3k_fOk/RshZD9XF32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kpFFpLQhouI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-6184933290285659441</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-19T00:20:35.399+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>So for the past month i never did once enter blogger to think about what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the same ol' 'busy with assignments and no time' excuse?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe the 'I've got too much on my mind right now'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, matter of fact both applies to me right now!&lt;br /&gt;But now since my assignments are done, and homework has hopped on the train to tokyo, i can now blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days are gonna be busy ones. Monday to wed is the workshop with Bro. Roger campbell from U.S. Organizing the event partially. Wont be around on tuesday and wednesday though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back, went out with a group of friends and took lots and lots of pictures! was so glad they posed.. Photoshoped a few and they turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my buddies whom i don't get to see so often now, So sorry for not contacting you guys frequently to find out how you are and all. I promis to make it appointed to me to at least send a greeting from time to time. You see, i've just got too many friends to acknowledge! haha... Hope you guys are doing well wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you guys having holidays now, have fun!&lt;br /&gt;To us still having classes, when the going gets tough, the tough get going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the hired get tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tired get fired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-6184933290285659441?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-for-past-month-i-never-did-once.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-347522291584542222</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-22T14:00:01.295+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Its been a hard days night,&lt;br /&gt;and i've been working like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a hard days night,&lt;br /&gt;i should be sleeping like a log~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the beetles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so. what's it like to be in a college far far away from home?&lt;br /&gt;Living somewhere out there, With only a few familiar faces around. I guess that's good enough considering others like khaliq and all going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are good. I actually like college classes. This sem. is Japanese, ethnic relations, Kitchen management and sanitation, Intro to Hotel industry, Cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(to be continued. Dad wanna use!)&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cont'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Assignments are pretty difficult. Especially H.I, cause we're supposed to interview 5 star hotel managers/HR dep, get to know a few stuff about the hotel and all. At least that's what my group was assigned to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't visited around kl much too. Due to lack of heavy loaded pockets and time consuming assignments. Oh! one thing i did do in kl was... eat at kim gary's!! Now i know what the atmosphere and food taste like. Tried their cheese baked rice and peanut butter and condensed milk toast. yummilisious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about living in kl, and not at home, is that i spend less time with friends and family. AND, i get to use the com and guitar less. Right now my H/p is down. probably getting a new one soon. Went shopping for one yesterday, but didn't get one. Just have to wait it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those still reading this blog, thank you. To all those that left because of infrequent(very) updates, sorry and good for you! I may not be able to blog much anyway. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-347522291584542222?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-hard-days-night-and-ive-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-2591105877209457150</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 15:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-15T23:49:47.247+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>An update from the ever busy blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life has been busy busy. And i know for sure its gonna get worst. So no point whining here.&lt;br /&gt;A brief overview of what i've been learning; English(again..), Ethnic relations, Econs, Intro to Hospitality Industry, Intro to Kitchen Management and Sanitation, Kitchen practicals, and Japanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments so far are not burdening(yet. except for Intro to Hosp Indus, where my group will have to interview five-star hotel managers. Cool eh?) Lectures and tutorials are so-so. Nothing much of a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For kathy the kaepo: Got a few guys in my class right, super annoying and sampat. Haha.. One guy, dun wan to say names la.... just call him donovan, Everytime come into class sure do stupid stuff. Dunno how to tahan. Tunjuk lagak in front of the girls all. Hahaha... Damn stupid lo. How to react to this kinda people ah? sifu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-2591105877209457150?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/06/update-from-ever-busy-blogger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-5371618922380384073</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2007 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-22T20:34:25.737+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>First day of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im all worn out. 2 hours standing in the train, walking the next 30 minutes just to reach tarc.&lt;br /&gt;Walk around summore for registration. Sat for the next gruelling 4 hours listening to the speaches.&lt;br /&gt;Then another 2 hour stand on the way back. More walking of course. Spent half a day on my feet! not bad eh for a first day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is this week. Tomorrow we're expected to report at 8.30a.m. And how am i supposed to get there so early? leave from K.R.U. at 6 by train! switch to LRT at sentral, Take a bus at wangsa maju to tarc! Hmmm... lemme see.. that's ooonnneeee, twooooo, three!&lt;br /&gt;Three modes of transportation in a day! Ain't it wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not gonna last long, since i'm finding a place to stay already, I'mm gonna 'savour' the taste of having to travel up and down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck i don't just drop dead one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : Don't think i'll be updating on the singapore post.. Lazy la... ngek ngek ngek.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-5371618922380384073?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-day-of-college.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-4095285744291410037</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-15T11:31:22.630+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Bro Reuben Got a call this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEXUS called. Muahahahahahahaha... now ada kerja de beb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!!! *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;must belanja more often de now. kekekeke&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-4095285744291410037?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-bro-reuben-got-call-this-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-5021484113205169469</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-14T12:17:58.764+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Back from my endeavor with Big bro Reubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna blog about what happened EVERYDAY tough, that'll take me ages and i'll finally give up then you got nothing to read liao. Muahahaha.. so be thankful. VERY thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus Ride- Boarded Konsortium Express bus at 10.30. and left  soon after from klang. Bus ride was uneventful except for the jokes we cracked every few minutes. Couldn't stop laughing at one point. Going trough Customs office wasn't bad. Especially the m'sian side. They dont even bother to look at your passport. After the other stop at sgpore customs, the bus took off. We wanted to get off at Woodlands, so we told the bus driver earlier before. Mana tau the driver forgot or something, didn't tell us to get off. Woodlands was AT the customs office. So we bodoh-ly followed the bus to Beach road. Once the driver stopped he asked everyone to get off. We got a shock and asked the driver why was he not sending us to woodlands. And the Big Bomb fell. Sigh... Our first day and already an adventure in  the great land of singapore! Asked the driver to take us to woodlands if possible. But he took us to Yew Tee MRT station. Because we were supposed to go there anyway. All in all, the trip took us 8 hours to get to Zelda's house! Had to walk to her house in Choa chu Kang. Got lost finding our way. That's another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk - After reaching Choa chu Kang North 5, we asked for directions to the streetwe wanted to go to. This wonderful lady helped us out. Although her directions were wrong.... she was kind enough to show us the way without robbing us. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not like in m'sia&lt;/span&gt;* Another detour around the place we decided to ask for directions again. This time we got the right ones! found her house soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family- The house belonged to Uncle Andrew and Aunty Sharon. With their children, Jonathan, Zelda and Audrey. Jon got married recently so he moved out, leaving more rooms to his two sisters. Gotta love this family! great hospitality. wahahaha... must mention them so that i wouldn't be called 'ungrateful'! XD  Thanks to them we had a great time in sgpore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade- Went there right after dinner. Wonderful place with marvelous art pieces. Too bad i dont have a camera, but i borrowed Audreys. Thx! Saw the Merlion too! the big one. The scenery was wonderful. With the fullerton hotel as a backdrop, the pictures were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be continued-&lt;br /&gt;(Due to the craving of playing DotA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-5021484113205169469?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-from-my-endeavor-with-big-bro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-8116903716619315564</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-30T01:06:31.383+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Being a Christian&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rom 12:9-21&lt;br /&gt;Let love be without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 not lagging in diligence, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation, continuing steadfastly in prayer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 distributing to the needs of the saints, given to hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Be of the same mind toward one another. Do not set your mind on high things, but associate with the humble. Do not be wise in your own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Repay no one evil for evil. Have regard for good things in the sight of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, "Vengeance is Mine, I will repay," says the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Therefore "If your enemy is hungry, feed him; If he is thirsty, give him a drink; For in so doing you will heap coals of fire on his head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So why do i suddenly put up a post about being a christian?&lt;br /&gt;    answer :  It was taught today during worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it a very encouraging lesson. Not one that i come across every week. Made me think about my life more thoroughly.  I mean, have you ever given thought about the verses? It's nice for me to come across these once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays how many people do you know who loves without hypocrisy? Clinging to what is good? I see many of my friends losing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;morales&lt;/span&gt; and values they've learned. I mean, i can't excuse myself. I know i haven't been quite who i would like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading through the verses really got me shaken up properly. I beg you all, read it through once more. And tell me how you feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, after reading it again, I wanna try emulating what is being said. After all, these are words from God Himself. There has to be a meaning to all these. Let's just say i can't do it without YOUR help! I cant change with no one to help me 'practice' on could i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll begin with an apology to all! (important → most important!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers - sorry for not blogging as often as possible! sorry for being the lazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bumm&lt;/span&gt; i am! Bear with me people! cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends - sorry for not being there whenever needed. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not someone who shows up at the right time, who says the right things, who knows comforting words, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; try my best if you would only let me. Sorry for being lame! Sorry for saying sorry too many times! ( i know some of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like it, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; truly SORRY!! ^^♪)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bigbro&lt;/span&gt; R - Sorry for not being able to communicate well! I've been trying to think of what to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; i see you, but the words just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; form. I wanna let you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing my best! thanks for being there when needed most! My big pillar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piggy - sorry for calling you a pig! It just sounds nice on you. =)   sorry for being a prick like i always am. Sorry for ruining everything. Hope i can make it up to you. (although, knowing you, you'd probably say "it's not your fault, it's just me" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; bother") Thank you for being a great friend at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God - sorry for not living my life like i should be. Sorry for not having a better measure of faith in You. Sorry for doubting what is best for me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;even tough&lt;/span&gt; i asked You plenty of times. Sorry for not keeping promises!! Will do my best to keep on keeping on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's a start! will keep on going!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/20395675-8116903716619315564?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-christian-rom-129-21-let-love-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-5369262232997380848</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 02:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-28T10:45:56.562+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Know how they say, "Forgive and Forget"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my problem is that i forget faster than i can forgive! So you guys are really lucky to have known me! But of course, This only happens sometimes. Don't ask me why, but i can only forget certain things, and kinda remember the rest. BUT i can't really tell how to specifically classify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a messed up person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing LOTs and LOTS of futsal lately. Yayee~!&lt;br /&gt;Got to train stamina. It's been like shit laying at the bottom of the 'loji'.  For the first few games, ran out of stamina so fast i had to squat most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now my stamina is growing! *i hope*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remaja Kebangsaan' Tourney next month. 26-27 May.&lt;br /&gt;I Soooo wanna go, But im not so sure my parents will let me participate.&lt;br /&gt;Reason 1: College starts 22nd May. Will be tied up from then on. No time to practice.&lt;br /&gt;Reason 2: It's a Saturday AND a Sunday. "NO. Dont skip worship"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 reasons i can think of. Maybe they can come up with more. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few months, it's been pretty lonely.&lt;br /&gt;No job to keep me busy, just computer games. My eyesight is worst now. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Save for the fact that i still get to play futsal and go for taekwondo practice, i would have died and no one would give a damn! kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be contended with everything i have! right?? I've been trying to at least. No certain results so far. Must gambate! Hope you guys are/will be/will TRY to be contended! It's supposedly helpful to release stress. (I don't know how that applies to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, OPENING OF SPIDER-MAN 3!!!!!! I wanna watch fast! coming back from KAPAR on the 2nd only. so must book tickets and watch that night itself! I DUN GIVE A  !@#$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who's with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-5369262232997380848?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/know-how-they-say-forgive-and-forget.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-8579637092600302171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-24T10:51:21.185+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Killer Vids!&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT! seriously. It'll blow your minds!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I couldn't believe what i saw at first. But heck, I'm His NUM'BA ONE FAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ANDY MCKEE-DRIFTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ddn4MGaS3N4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ANDY MCKEE!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dt1fB62cGbo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dt1fB62cGbo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-8579637092600302171?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/arrrrgggggghhhhhh-killer-vids-watch-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-8172380241198853113</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2007 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-22T21:13:10.062+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Searching for 2nd hand electric guitars right now. Wanna get a fender if possible. Of course if the price is good la.. Oh, and an amp too. Wonder which brand would be cheap AND good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice from anyone? Im still lost on which one would be good for beginners. Would love if you could guide me! *arigato gozaimasu*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-8172380241198853113?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/searching-for-2nd-hand-electric-guitars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-1409702467160924481</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-20T22:07:13.675+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video clip on YouTube.  Just for laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Warning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viewer discretion advised. Not for religiously sensitive individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not, then go ahead!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBZQfAYfH7s"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-1409702467160924481?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/video-clip-on-youtube.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-4479710304090553412</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 06:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-16T14:47:48.780+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Sorry for not updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost something close to me. It hurts so badly and i feel it ache every second.&lt;br /&gt;I cant forget about it because it's so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;I did not amputate it. It's just.. erm.. unusable for now. My left hand. Big momma and lil' pinky got injured on two different occasions of futsal frenzy. Both have one thing in common. i was the goalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has that got to do with not updating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing with my toes. That's why it's taking me ages just to make a simple sentence. But im slowly getting the hang of it. You guys should try it out too. Good exercise for weenies in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you have my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-4479710304090553412?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry-for-not-updating-lately.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-6631732723145220221</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-09T11:35:06.922+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>New blog add guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to change it a long time ago. Why change it? i dunno... the previous add wasn't suitable anymore? Anyway, this ones' way much better. Suits me! So dont fret about it. Its what i want. *snigger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you guys have been robbed of me for quite some time now, i'll gladly give you something to read just to make you happy. How generous of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally made it to blue 2 on the taekwondo grade. Next grading would be in 3 months time. There's a sparring competition coming up this May. Two actually. Hope to train up now to enter! Wanna spar with others. Adrenaline Junkie on the lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past few months i've been playing futsal so frequently. I'm actually getting better at my footwork. At least that's what i think. Played yesterday with some of daryls school friends and his football coach. Had about 13 people or so.. split into 3 groups. All small kids ny leh. But super good at passing and stuff. Lost to one group twice. But in the end we got the better of their stamina. Wasn't suprising. We played for 2 hours. Shiok giler. Was goalie for most of the game though, untill i broke/sprained my thumb. Cant move it around too much. Hurts like hell. Any of you wanna join us? Just gimme a call and we'll play! Sean not included. Coz we always call you. so shaddap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went into TAR college site. My application is still pending. Lama gila. My classes start in May. 21st to be exact. That means, I CANT ENTER THE COMPETITION!!! Darn it. Blistering blue barnacles!! (f.i.y. i dun know what it means. Picked it up from some comic i read somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gnashes teeth*&lt;br /&gt;Dont have the mood to type anymore. Will update asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Curses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-6631732723145220221?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-blog-add-guys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-405921520432509457</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 10:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-07T18:37:45.409+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Changing Blog add to http://doofusinc.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20395675-405921520432509457?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/changing-blog-add-to-httpdoofus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20395675.post-3062805779852820577</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 10:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-07T18:34:03.739+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was testing the children in my Sunday school class to see if they understood the concept of getting to heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked them, "If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage saleand gave all my money to the church, would that get me into Heaven?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"NO!" the children answered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If I cleaned the church every day, mowed the yard, kept everything neat and tidy, would that get me into Heaven?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, the answer was, "NO!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;By now I was starting to smile. Hey, this was fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Well, then, if I was kind to animals and gave candy to all the children and loved my husband,would that get me into Heaven?"I asked them again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, they all answered, "NO!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just bursting with pride for them.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Well," I continued, "then how can I get into Heaven?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;A five-year-old boy shouted out,"YOU GOTTA BE DEAD!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://christiansparks.blogspot.com/"&gt;SPARKS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&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/20395675-3062805779852820577?l=doofusinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://doofusinc.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-testing-children-in-my-sunday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jk89)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>