<?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-10663895</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:20:26.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you talk way too much</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-7112675856983377377</id><published>2007-09-18T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:33:23.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patriotism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/opinion/displaystory.cfm?story_id=9724393"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;malaysia is 50!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's still another month till the next public holiday. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-7112675856983377377?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/7112675856983377377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=7112675856983377377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/7112675856983377377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/7112675856983377377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/09/patriotism.html' title='patriotism'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-1781964333768264264</id><published>2007-06-25T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:50:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thismerdeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisguy.eatingchaos.com/"&gt;thisguy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2007/6/25/lifefocus/20070624163726&amp;sec=lifefocus"&gt;wrote&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thisguy.eatingchaos.com/2007/06/woe.html"&gt;tagged&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;4 Jobs I’ve had in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;one : flyer distributor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;two : LSE Careers Services student helper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;three : full time bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;four : slave to my bond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 movies I can watch&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over and over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : donnie darko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : harold and kumar goes to white castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : the usual suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : austin powers: international man of mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 Places I’ve been on Vacation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : cornwall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : salzburg (so pwetty!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 Of my Favorite Dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : &lt;em&gt;sainsbury's basics&lt;/em&gt; '&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/wales/x-ray/sites/allarticles/updates/6p12_lasagnes.shtml"&gt;meat' lasagne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : &lt;em&gt;nasi kandar penang (ttdi)&lt;/em&gt; maggi goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : &lt;em&gt;kluang station&lt;/em&gt; hainanese chicken chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : good chinese double boiled soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 Places I would like to Visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : machu picchu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : the presidential suite of any five/six star hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : monaco grand prix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : the green room before the stroke's concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 Most overused Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : shyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : dowan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 TV Shows I like to Watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : entourage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : janice dickinson modeling agency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : my name earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4 Bloggers I am Tagging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ninjatortoise.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;two : &lt;a href="http://nonhalal.blogspot.com/"&gt;alvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;three : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/raetji"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;rae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;four : err.....there's no one else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-1781964333768264264?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/1781964333768264264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=1781964333768264264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/1781964333768264264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/1781964333768264264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/06/thismerdeka.html' title='thismerdeka'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-2298311186349783104</id><published>2007-06-22T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:08:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dilbert rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert21222010070618.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert21222010070618.gif" alt="" 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/10663895-2298311186349783104?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/2298311186349783104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=2298311186349783104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/2298311186349783104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/2298311186349783104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/06/duh.html' title='duh!'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-8597821209397327947</id><published>2007-06-13T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:31:19.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a different type of funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vmKiUGIq8Ik/Rm_VcOYKWYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KhDvYkZ4iAM/s1600-h/ATT00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vmKiUGIq8Ik/Rm_VcOYKWYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KhDvYkZ4iAM/s400/ATT00016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075509985942329730" 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/10663895-8597821209397327947?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/8597821209397327947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=8597821209397327947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8597821209397327947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8597821209397327947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/06/different-type-of-funny.html' title='a different type of funny'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vmKiUGIq8Ik/Rm_VcOYKWYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KhDvYkZ4iAM/s72-c/ATT00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-4735550630076076223</id><published>2007-06-11T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T18:09:24.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>centennial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;the 4th of june marked my 100th day of working. and i can't even answer the question "what do you do?" :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;i finally got my earphones and i can finally listen to music in the office. i think i must be the only person in this planet without a mp3 player. but i really find no use for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;listening to &lt;em&gt;phantom planet's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;california&lt;/em&gt; is nostalgic. &lt;em&gt;the o.c.&lt;/em&gt;was uni life. we used to watch it together during dinners. we would bitch about it in class. summer and seth were so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i haven't blogged for a long long time. i'm going to london (and manchester) soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-4735550630076076223?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/4735550630076076223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=4735550630076076223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/4735550630076076223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/4735550630076076223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/06/centennial.html' title='centennial'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-3740131626083761339</id><published>2007-05-11T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:28:29.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read between the lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Have you been following the news lately? On the 7th of May,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybank Bhd. one of the two banks which had introduced a regulation requiring Bumiputera legal firms' involvement before any business may be conducted with it, will review it’s decision.&lt;br /&gt;It was reported that the new regulations would require law firms to have a minimum of three partners, of whom one must be Bumiputera with a minimum 50 per cent stake in the firm. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Langkah dua bank terkemuka yang meletakkan syarat pembabitan Bumiputera dalam firma guaman yang menjalankan perkhidmatan dengan mereka perlu dipuji dan jangan dipersoalkan mana-mana pihak kerana ia mampu membantu melahirkan Masyarakat Perdagangan dan Perindustrian Bumiputera (MPPB).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;On the 9th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybank has come under fire from MCA vice-president Datuk Seri Chua Soi Lek for its requirement to law firms that it must have at least three bumiputra  partners, one of whom must have a 50% stake, before these firms can do any business with the bank.&lt;br /&gt;Describing the move as discriminatory, he said many Malaysians had expressed their disappointment with the bank for its decision. "On one hand, we are talking about racial integration but on the other hand; we are adopting such positions which are racial in nature,” he said.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;On the 10th,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cabinet has ordered the country’s largest bank, Maybank, to withdraw its requirement that law firms must have a bumiputra partner with at least a 50% stake before they could do any business with the bank.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahli-ahli ekonomi, peguam dan tokoh politik Melayu hari ini meminta kerajaan mepertahankan tindakan Maybank mengenakan syarat pemilihan 50 peratus kepentingan bumiputera dalam firma-firma guaman yang mahu menjadi panel bank tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;Mereka berpendapat, langkah Maybank - bank perdagangan terbesar negara - memperkenalkan dasar baru berkaitan firma-firma guaman adalah selari dengan polisi kerajaan untuk mengagihkan secara adil kekayaan negara, khususnya kepada kaum Bumiputera yang masih jauh ketinggalan dalam bidang ekonomi berbanding kaum lain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Persatuan Peguam Muslim Malaysia (PPMM) dan beberapa firma guaman Bumiputera mengaku begitu sukar untuk disenaraikan sebagai panel bank atau syarikat perumahan yang dimiliki bukan Bumiputera. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sehubungan itu, mereka berpendapat tidak salah jika ada bank menetapkan kuota  ekuiti Bumiputera bagi mana-mana firma guaman yang mahu menjadi panel seperti dilakukan Maybank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Meanwhile earlier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Associated Chinese Chambers of Commerce and Industry also criticised the move, saying it prevented businesses from operating freely; while Bar Council chairman Ambiga Sreenevasan said all lawyers should be judged on their merit and that the council would be writing to Bank Negara on the matter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-3740131626083761339?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Drank Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Are / Have Been In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Dumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Shoplifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Fired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Snuck Out Of A Parent's House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Had Feelings For Someone Who Didn't Have Them Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Arrested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Made Out With A Stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Gone Out On A Blind Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Skipped School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Slept With A Fellow Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Said a bad word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been To Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been To Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been On A Plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x)Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(X) Eaten Sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(X) Been on a road trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Taken Pain Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Love/Like Loved/Liked Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Made A Snow Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had A Tea Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Flown A Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Built A Sand Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Gone Mudding/Offroading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Played Dress Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Gone Sledding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been in a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been in a hurricane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Tickled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Stole something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been in a Tornado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Won A Contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had Detention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Watched fireworks on the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had / Have Braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Ran in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Hated The Way You Looked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Witnessed A Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Questioned Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Swam In The Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Sang Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Made Prank Phone Calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Played Ping-pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Kissed Under A Mistletoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care / Cared About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Blown Bubbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or Anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Crashed A Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Had A Wish Come True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Worn Pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Rode a Camel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/Ice Cube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Kissed A Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Kissed A Worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Recently Pulled An All-Nighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Ridden a Ferriswheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Climbed A Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had / Been In A Tree House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Peed your pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 64 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Believed In Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Visited Jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Scared of the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Played Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Broken A Bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Been Easily Amused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/Got Asked To Make One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Caught A Butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Mooned / Flashed Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had Someone Moon / Flash You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Went Scuba-Diving / Snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had A Cavity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Black Mailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR: 72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Bitten Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Licked Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SO FAR : 75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Been Shot At/Held At Gunpoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Had Sex In The Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;( ) Flattened Someone's Tires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(x) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Total: 77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;they should have one there for 'done a lame quiz'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;i'm bored... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-689202313602573050?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/689202313602573050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=689202313602573050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/689202313602573050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/689202313602573050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-lame.html' title='random lame'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-2975284043024512812</id><published>2007-02-09T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T13:56:33.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 years and one month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"  &gt;its been one month since my birthday and one month since i started work. and i just finished reading my new book. don't know if they are both related. now i feel sleepy every time i get out of bed and i never get enough sleep. don't see any work-life balance at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;this morning i got the shock of my life. i saw the front page of &lt;em&gt;the star&lt;/em&gt; and i see snow at buckingham palace. dammit. only snows when i leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;life's boring but this month i get my pay early because of chinese new year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;gong xi fa chai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-8903819207213924241</id><published>2007-01-17T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:28:58.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;it's 10 more minutes till i officially start work. been working for two weeks now. all i can say is, i can't wait for payday. my first payday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;apart from that, nothing's been up. i got two shirts and two sets of cufflinks for my birthday from friends in uk. i just had to say it. i was just so excited to get presents and also very touched that they bothered sending it all the way. you know you guys didn't have to, but thanks alot anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;the internet connection still hasn't gone back the pre-earthquake days. and with work, i'm missing out on my "tv". nowadays, all i do is look forward to weekends. and even then, it passes by so quickly. working sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;actually it's not that bad. the people are nice, the work is alright, but working in general isn't fun. so whoever's free, come and find me for lunch on fridays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&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/10663895-8903819207213924241?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/8903819207213924241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=8903819207213924241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8903819207213924241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8903819207213924241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging-at-work.html' title='blogging at work'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-8144889735855964416</id><published>2006-12-28T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T06:45:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drink and be merry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i've heard it about three times the past week. am i really that different when i drink? am i that boring? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/996.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;have you heard the recent public service announcements on the radio? the "you can socialise without alcohol" really cracked me up and i wasn't the only one that found it funny. are we really a bunch of alkies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i haven't been drinking much lately and it's the holiday season. not happy la. but then again, there's still a few more days to the new year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/048.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-8144889735855964416?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/8144889735855964416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=8144889735855964416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8144889735855964416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8144889735855964416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/12/drink-and-be-merry.html' title='drink and be merry'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-8385128895050745659</id><published>2006-12-10T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T04:02:45.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally, a badminton gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a snippet from an &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Malaysia"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; i found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Recently Malaysians have found themselves caught in the hype of blogging. But they are a confused bunch of nitwits. Except for the minority like [Kenny Sia], most Malaysians end up putting 354651654 pictures of themselves in their "blogs", with lameass captions like "This is a picture of me in case you've forgotten how i look like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;", "This is me and my new hair cut" or the ever popular "Me and my honey!!!MWWWWWAAAAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[p.s. yeah, the title's totally unrelated]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-8385128895050745659?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-6881569505749306561</id><published>2006-12-05T04:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:07:14.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little lost lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;how now brown cow? i'm gonna find out the results of my interview soon. and what's worse is that my mom won't let me just wait, i have to call in to find out. what if i didn't get it? what will i do then? what's left for me to do? where will i find a job? the new year's coming and i haven't even gotten a job yet. that's more than half a year leeching of my savings and my parents. what if i can't do what i think i want to do? do i know what i want to do? no. no i don't. how? why won't someone just employ me? why can't i just pass one simple interview? instead i get freaked out whenever i'm in the seat. i wonder if i'll be employed before i turn 23. the thought just came to my mind. shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-6881569505749306561?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/6881569505749306561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=6881569505749306561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/6881569505749306561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/6881569505749306561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/12/little-lost-lamb.html' title='little lost lamb'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-2925390550114579113</id><published>2006-11-29T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:10:08.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from the frog under the shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i didn't really want to post. i'm afraid i'd get too emo. short update: went for interview number three, failing this would mean the dumpster, not too thrilled to know that most have already started working, or that i've no clue what i'm going to do with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;it's going to be december. so fast time has passed while i've achieved nothing. i've missed people. but most of the time i feel kinda anti-social. so forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i definitely can't wait to see those coming back for christmas. will i be getting christmas presents? haha. no, i don't really mean it, but i don't mind it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a lil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a  href="http://radioblogclub.com/open/69845/jose_mourinho/Jose%20Mourinho%27s%20Chelsea%20Team%20Talk"&gt;entertainment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; for those who follow epl. it really cracked me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-2925390550114579113?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/2925390550114579113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=2925390550114579113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/2925390550114579113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/2925390550114579113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/11/down-and-under.html' title='from the frog under the shell'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-4425947784222680052</id><published>2006-10-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:02:18.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look ma! i'm a celebrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;this is mostly for the LSE people. you other fellers might not get it. you guys gotta check it out when you got the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their two seconds of fame. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-4425947784222680052?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/4425947784222680052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=4425947784222680052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/4425947784222680052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/4425947784222680052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-ma-im-celebrity.html' title='look ma! i&apos;m a celebrity'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-8520380088364325540</id><published>2006-10-20T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T07:03:10.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new hobbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've just migrated to the new beta version. so now i've got something to occupy myself with. i'll post more when i'm happy with the changes. &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/10663895-8520380088364325540?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/8520380088364325540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=8520380088364325540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8520380088364325540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/8520380088364325540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-hobbie.html' title='new hobbie'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-116078068317355419</id><published>2006-10-14T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ain't got no scary stories to tell here. actually, ain't got not stories to tell, period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just wanted to wish the bestest housemates that anyone could wish for happy birthday. so happy birthday to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yin tse&lt;/span&gt;. couldn't celebrate with you guys but i hope you girls had a very special day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more when i get some news or inspiration. laterz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-116078068317355419?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115964297642739769</id><published>2006-10-01T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oops. i've been putting this off too long but finally i've taken pictures of my new car. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was excited over the fact that i'd have a new car. wasn't too excited when i first got it though. i'm sure most of you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hyteo/256542838/" title="back"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/80/256542838_23a1eaa157_m.jpg" alt="mycar" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, it had a huge exhaust pipe but no, you couldn't fit your head in it. it was noisy too. but it didn't stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hyteo/256542840/" title="steering"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/119/256542840_ca8cfcffd5_t.jpg" alt="mycar5" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hyteo/256542843/" title="handbrake"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/256542843_758975a949_t.jpg" alt="mycar4" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hyteo/256542841/" title="brake pedal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/82/256542841_a2612bebd1_t.jpg" alt="mycar3" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;even the overhead light in the car was changed to some round flourescent one. but too bad i changed it back. ooh..there's one more shiny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hyteo/256542845/" title="door handles"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/83/256542845_5be0661b56_m.jpg" alt="mycar5" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can even use it as a mirror! i forgot the show you guys the rims but who cares. these are the more interesting bits. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto other things... i'm still unemployed. now waiting for my second interview cause i failed the first one. well, i didn't really want that department but now i'm freaked out that i might not get this and then i'll be ditched! *sigh* i just hate interviews, so sorry to anyone for ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottomline is...&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sleep/schla01.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i forgot to mention that there's lil blue lights too. i don't know what you call those, but you get the idea, right? blue blinking lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. why does the time on all of my posts change when i change the time format? can't i just change the time format of the recent posts so that my older posts remain in london time and the new ones remain in kl time, apart from doing it manually? any tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115964297642739769?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115964297642739769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115964297642739769' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115964297642739769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115964297642739769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-overdue.html' title='long overdue'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115747939819215009</id><published>2006-09-06T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time goes by so slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first month was the bestest time of my life. and now that everyone is gone i'm feeling bored. i guess it's also because i have not started work yet. haven't gotten the all important phone call. honestly, i'm afraid of it. because i have to interview with them and so far, all my interviews sucked. i did pass one, but that was for a part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just to let you in on what i've been doing... i go to sleep whenever i like. if i'm not out i'm usually watching tv. and i don't get out much. the reason i don't come online so often is cause my bro hogs the comp most of the time and also cause to catch the uk folks i have to be up super early. and i finally got a suit. kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really got nothing to write. got pictures la. &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/32063322/redang.rar.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are all the redang pics so happy downloading. hope you guys are having fun in college/work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115747939819215009?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115747939819215009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115747939819215009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115747939819215009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115747939819215009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-goes-by-so-slowly.html' title='time goes by so slowly'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115624392793217806</id><published>2006-08-22T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bryanf/219805047/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/89/219805047_b73a20e5ec_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i thought this shot looks cool (it's not that i think i look great). it looks like it would make the basket, if i were playing basketball. kudos to the photographer. i'll put more photos up when i get them. only if they make me look good. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/048.gif"/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115624392793217806?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115624392793217806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115624392793217806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115624392793217806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115624392793217806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/08/redang.html' title='redang'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115605353618342906</id><published>2006-08-20T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't always get what you want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i want to blog, but i can't really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be able to have someone to tell every single thing to, but i can't bring myself to be that vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be able to idle away, but i have to get working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want the holidays to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want my friends to leave just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be living on my own again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get to know some people better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to keep in touch with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live a totally reckless night, but my upbringing gets the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want but i don't want to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115605353618342906?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115605353618342906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115605353618342906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115605353618342906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115605353618342906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-cant-always-get-what-you-want.html' title='you can&apos;t always get what you want'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115558102259035787</id><published>2006-08-15T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello. my name is huizers and i'm an alcoholic. it all started after my final finals. i've been doing (mostly) nothing but going out with my friends and now, i'm addicted to the lifestyle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lifestyle is a terrible thing to waste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. i'm not really. i'm just bored... and as usual i must talk even if i have nothing to say. anyone, gimme pics of redang (or a drink)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the strokes rock! &lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p.s. and so does liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. actually i do have things to say. i went snorkelling, once, in the three days i was there. i was drinking even more times than that. but then, i get seasick easily. played lots of 20 questions, but then never won once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the trip, i've been enjoying my new astro. watching stupid chinese serials. i think if i can watch this, i should watch the o.c. next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm obsessed with the polo tee. i can't find a decent polo that i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i think that lack of sleep, boredom and alcohol all have the same effect on me. so err... i'm not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115558102259035787?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115558102259035787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115558102259035787' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115558102259035787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115558102259035787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/08/confessions.html' title='confessions'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115421881940044186</id><published>2006-07-30T06:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=/7ec8scd" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 10px auto 10px 10px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/Rome%20200.jpg" alt="rome" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=/eb8ascd" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px 10px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/P1010029.jpg" alt="wimbledon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wimbledon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/sets/72157594216563355/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN3087.jpg" alt="graduation" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN3005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px 10px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN3005.jpg" alt="edinburgh" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;edinburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=/3364scd" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px 10px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN3216.jpg" alt="rhcp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;rhcp, earls court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-115421881940044186?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115421881940044186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115421881940044186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115421881940044186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115421881940044186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/07/preview.html' title='preview'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115241823685535052</id><published>2006-07-09T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my parents have arrived so that's as close as the end of my holidays here. going off to edinburgh soon. results also coming soon. then coming back right before graduation. and soon i'll be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no updates. last week was a week for wasting away at home. only uploaded pictures from cornwall. haven't got pics from rome yet. go to my yahoo photos link at the side bar to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-115241823685535052?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/115241823685535052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=115241823685535052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115241823685535052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/115241823685535052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/07/quickie.html' title='a quickie'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-115076146516376794</id><published>2006-06-20T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:36:02.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where do they get their energy from?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've only got the last couple of days to rest. it's been busy since the day before cornwall. it's been alot of walking, standing, co-driving, drinking and not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in a house with 12 other people was actually quite fun. there's always someone to watch tv with, someone to cook your meals, wash your dishes, make your coffee and always someone in the bathroom. it was good times. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my favourite room in the whole house was the living room, with the tv. i can practically sit there and not move the whole day. especially when we got our very own delivery boy (thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;binks&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;). the hilly terrain of the place made me not wanna go out of the house. so much so that i only went to the beach once, and the town, never. i'd choose the world cup over them any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regretted not taking photos of the house. especially the guys room. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif"/&gt; and the toilet there was super sexy. there was a big jacuzzi with a skylight window. that's why i need pictures, not that good at descriptions.  &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else about the trip was memorable? nothing really. it was just the company. i remember that more than wherever we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that, there was the super awesome &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/sets/72157594171187592/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black eyed peas&lt;/span&gt; concert&lt;/a&gt;. i know &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.xanga.com/lisaleong"&gt;miss leong&lt;/a&gt; is super jealous. i so wished you could've been there too! i've got short clips for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/170819389/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://static.flickr.com/74/170819389_d061ec442b_m.jpg" alt="DSCN2702" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the best concert i ever went to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the strokes&lt;/span&gt; were great cause i love them so much. but even if you don't know any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bep&lt;/span&gt; songs, you would've enjoyed  their concert. the energy was just so amazing! and when they sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pump it, &lt;/span&gt;the crowd went wild. my favourite. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more to tell, i just don't know how to put it down. i'm already feeling bored reading it myself. hopefully, my pictures will speak better for me (when i've got time to upload them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon i'll be going off to rome. after that, i've got a long, long, long time to do nothing. what a lovely summer. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114922869258876320</id><published>2006-06-02T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i officially celebrated the end of exams by eating a big buffett dinner followed by walking around aimlessly in leceister square before deciding to watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0465142/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;american dreamz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then we walked around aimlessly again trying to find an open pub on a wednesday night before deciding to head home to stay up all night talking while waiting for the shops to reopen so that we could go eat, but before breakfast we had to go all the way back to rusell square to collect badminton racquets so that we could play a healthy game of badminton after our (un)healthy breakfast of sausage, bacon and fried egg between two slices of heavily buttered white bread and coffee at shakespeare's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that right? wanted to try making it a super long sentence. so anyways, you get my point. my last holidays of my uni life has begun. it really is sad. as we were walking by lse that night, i really felt a sense of sadness. but that's life. all good things must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's new? i watched the monaco gp and decided that when i'm rich, i will make a trip there and watch the race from the balcony of my hotel room. and also, we decided that we will start a hedge fund and make millions out of our millions. that's what you get when you get no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy planning for holidays too. mostly looking online for places to stay in edinburgh and rome. i am so going to be broke. i just hope that i have enough money. gonna max my credit card and any other credit line available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far plans are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;02-04 June     Manchester&lt;br /&gt;07-13 June     Cornwall&lt;br /&gt;16       June     The Black Eyed Peas at Wembley Arena&lt;br /&gt;21-24 June   Rome&lt;br /&gt;10-13 July     Edinburgh&lt;br /&gt;11       July     Exam Results&lt;br /&gt;14       July     Graduation&lt;br /&gt;18       July     Red Hot Chili Peppers at Earls Court&lt;br /&gt;22       July     Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;that's all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114922869258876320?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114922869258876320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114922869258876320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114922869258876320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114922869258876320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-begun.html' title='it has begun'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114867813846200458</id><published>2006-05-27T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;after eight grueling weeks and four papers, it's over. uni life is over. and now i'm just waiting for graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's been a few good days and many bad days the past two weeks. and the english weather didn't help one bit. i ain't that happy actually. maybe cos i'm the only one. if there were many people around then their euphoria might rub off. but now, i feel uncertain. i wonder how i did. i wonder if i can get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think (hope) that i can get a 2:2 for ec210 and ac320, and a 2:1 for ac300 and hopefully scrape a first from ac330. it's the first that i'm worried about. let's see if my predictions come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...i don't know what to do. my life has no meaning. it always feels this way after exams. or any big project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start off posting for the heck of it. and then getting as much sleep as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114867813846200458?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114867813846200458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114867813846200458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114867813846200458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114867813846200458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-for-rest.html' title='time for rest'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114797459499798769</id><published>2006-05-19T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a macro view</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've always accepted that there will always be someone in the world better than you. but now i think it's time to accept that i'm not as good as i thought i was. i might fail one paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people here are so smart. if they can do so well, why can't i? now i know i'm was not born for that. i just want my first, but now it seems to be getting further out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever anyone says, doesn't change how i feel. everyone's different. yeah yeah. but this is my expectation of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114797459499798769?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114797459499798769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114797459499798769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;"&gt;so i spent more than 10 hours on the bus, and even less time in manchester just to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roy keane's&lt;/span&gt; testimonial match. do i hear, 'but you're a liverpool fan'? ahhh..who cares. as long as i can tell people that i've been to a football match. plus, liverpool has a very painful and expensive process to buy their tickets. and i don't have family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, highlights include, walking all the way back from old trafford (manchester's not that big, took an hour or so), watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;giggs&lt;/span&gt; running down the left and doing his magic, learning one chant because that was all i managed to catch from the loud booming voices of thousands of men, and watching a shouting match (hand gestures included) between the celtic and united fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool seeing the whole of manchester filled with drunken celtic fans at every corner. they were either drinking merrily in their pubs, or dancing and singing on the streets. quite a scene. and as our bus crawled slowly through the traffic, they decided that they would strip and start chanting to entertain us. also, as expected, there were more cops than usual. but i wonder why there were two guys dressed as batman and superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures? i've only got one of the stadium which ain't much anyways. (more &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/sets/72057594134435227/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) i was all the way at the highest row of the north west corner. the view was still good, just that i had to wear my glasses to identify the numbers on the shirts. and, as always, i forgot to charge my batteries. gg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2447.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN2447.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 8px;font-size:0.8em;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;giant replica of keano's jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so there's nothing much else to say. i've got exams starting wednesday till the next friday after that. more to come after all my summer adventures.&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/10663895-114758141347611663?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114758141347611663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114758141347611663' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114758141347611663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114758141347611663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/05/theres-only-one-keano.html' title='there&apos;s only one keano'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114661988991745183</id><published>2006-05-03T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i've been sitting here for the past couple of hours doing those blog quizzes. so far i've learnt that my japanese name is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natsuko ichijo, &lt;/span&gt;my porn star name is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;auntie tata&lt;/span&gt;, i should weigh 160lbs, my true love is a cancer, i was an insane priest that lived in north canada and died of the plague in my past life, i'm not a scary person, i'm 50% girlish and 50% boyish, my eyes should (is) brown, and... i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having problem concentrating. today i spent most of the day sleeping. or was i just trying to sleep because i don't feel that i got much. but i've had three cups of coffee today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm living on an average of two cups. not that it keeps me awake all the time. first cup works, but anything after that it's just to satisfy my cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided i can't do work now. but i have no more time! and i'm moving so slow already. i don't think there's enough time left but the more i feel stressed the less i can achieve. grrr... rant, rant, rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another four weeks or so and we are done! and then the partying begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114661988991745183?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114661988991745183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114661988991745183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114661988991745183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114661988991745183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-things-about-me.html' title='new things about me'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114627248962912715</id><published>2006-04-29T08:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first stupid quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your Birthdate: January 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You are a born idealist, with more pet causes than you can count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You prefer be around others, both when working and while relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Generous and giving, you believe you can change the world one person at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You're open minded and tolerant. People feel like they can tell you anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your strength: Your go-with-the-flow flexibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your weakness: Your flair for the over dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your power color: Pine green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your power symbol: Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your power month: September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which is so not true. i think out of all the things they say there, only two i feel have a semblence of truth. do you think i have a flair for the over dramatic? i think i'm more of the other end spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from the pub. feeling drunk after a pint. strangely. or i just suck at drinking la. someone puked and it wasn't a pretty sight. plus it was super embarassing cause we were at a pub. who gets pissed at a pub?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i don't like it when people puke all over. i feel that if i can keep mine in the toilet bowl, then you won't have to clean after me. so i don't really want to clean after you too. call it calculative or whatever, but it's just... ewww. i literally ran after it came out. all i could do was just stand on the chair and get as far away as possible cause i was stuck right smack in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, drink responsibly. don't drink and drive or puke all over the place. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/048.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got two more weeks till the start of the exam period and i spent the whole last week doing work that could've been done in two days. stress is just an understatement. although now i try to be positive because i can't work with stress. stress just makes me work less. so two more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first post under influence. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114627248962912715?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114627248962912715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114627248962912715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114627248962912715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114627248962912715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-first-stupid-quiz_29.html' title='my first stupid quiz'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114550567094720887</id><published>2006-04-20T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could sleep forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm up when i don't want to. i sleep when i can't help it. i think my days wouldn't be so screwed up if i could actually fall asleep when i want to and not waste hours in limbo trying to fall asleep. times like these when every minute counts, inefficiencies like now kill me. they piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a &lt;a href="http://www.redhotchilipeppers.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;redhotchilipeppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; phase now. the flavour of the month. i'm a fan because of their music. but more so because i feel 'touched' by their lives (can't find a better word). with all the shit they went through and their great passion for their music. when you want/love something bad...it shows. can't wait to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dear friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;binks&lt;/span&gt; is going to come back to london today. not that i was entirely lost in his absence but it just marks the end of easter holidays. five long weeks of studying and the occasional birthday celebration (three to be exact!). don't feel like i've achieved much. this year is certainly different. there's more material and less motivation. maybe i just don't want it to end, and this is my subconcious way of acting it out. either way i'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no after exam plans yet. i kinda hate planning. even though i rather not study, i still rather not plan. i hope we get to do something. i hope someone will plan something and include me. all i've done so far is my acquiring a couple of bottles to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more weeks of class and then the last school exam. school. i'm gonna miss school (and proffesional exams don't count). i'm gonna miss lectures the lectures. going in and just sleeping. or chatting and getting dirty looks for it. being the back benchers. good times my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you guys been over to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/lisaleong"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lisa's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? just thought i should document her recent additions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Two fish were in a tank, what did one say to the other?&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you drive this thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A fish was swimming and hit a wall. What did he say?&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who killed Coco Pops?&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The cereal killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*highlight for answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White and the seven drawves were in a hot tub. They were feeling Happy so Happy got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/048.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114550567094720887?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114550567094720887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114550567094720887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114550567094720887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114550567094720887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-i-could-sleep-forever.html' title='if i could sleep forever'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114471274879331084</id><published>2006-04-11T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's funny how i get spurts of productivity followed by long slumps. now i can't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i can't read."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those 5 jati students, it still cracks me up when i think about it. honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved my computer back to my table. "where else has it been?" you ask. it's been at my bedside for the past few months. since the weather got colder it's been too cold to sit at my desk to do any work. so i decided that if i sit at my desk no work would be done. so then i moved my computer next to my bed so i could be warm under my duvet. so now it's back where it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time next year, everyone will be working. i wonder if we'll still blog? i guess it's still a form of keeping in touch. damn, i'll be out of the loop with all the gossip here. gotta find a reliable source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114471274879331084?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114471274879331084/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114453560252041444</id><published>2006-04-09T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:58.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;warning : the content below may cause drowsiness. do not read if you are operating heavy machinery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll refrain myself from bitching bout studying. honestly, it's all i can think of right now. not that i study all the time... i never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's not much to tell when you're sitting at home all day. i just can't get myself up to go to school. whenever i don't plan it, i wake up "earlier". whenever i plan to wake up, i never do (on time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i say i got weird sleeping hours. i mean it. the pattern usually holds for 2 days, then it's broken. like first i was sleeping by 3am and waking up around noon. then it went to sleeping at 7 and waking up later. then it went to sleeping in sessions of about four hours each. then it's sleeping really early in the morning and waking up in the evening. i just don't see how i'm gonna adjust for work. this is one thing i'll miss bout student life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get crazy cravings for coffee. one cup is not enough anymore. i think i could just drink coffee the whole day. maybe that's why my skin's so dry. mmmmm... coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent two hours on apple trailers the other day and now i've got a whole list of movies i wanna watch. these trailers are really decieving. sometimes i see them and i feel that i just absolutely have to watch the movie. then i do, and i feel dissapointed. all that hype for shits. it's sad kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want holidays. i want peach vodka. wonder how that'll taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funniest people stumble upon my site. i have no idea what they are searching for. i think i got a couple of hits from germany. but i'm not sure. i see german on my tag-board. or at least i think it is. at least i have no one searching for porn yet. i might now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see i'm just rambling on. don't say i didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114453560252041444?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114453560252041444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114453560252041444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114453560252041444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114453560252041444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/04/empty-days.html' title='empty days'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114351039088923197</id><published>2006-03-28T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one is the loneliest number</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes i am but that's besides the point. i'm looking for that song which appeared on one episode of house. and also this song that appeared on the last episode of the o.c., &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lover i don't have to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been a unproductive day. won't say it's wasted. having three hours of badminton was fun. but i have come to the conclusion i really suck. my team is always destined to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can't study. i've been kept busy by facebook. i think it's the exam season. every few hours i get six emails telling me someone has written on my wall. so distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my brother i've found the best &lt;a href="http://www.radioblogclub.com"&gt;study companion&lt;/a&gt;. i guess everyone has their own studying styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the start of daylight savings time again. and for the first time i didn't know about. lucky i was forewarned. or else i would've appeared and hour late for my dinner date. but then again, i was late, just that i didn't bother going anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's gonna be busy for me. there's new episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperate housewives, the simpsons, the apprentice, house, scrubs and the o.c. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-114351039088923197?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114351039088923197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114351039088923197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114351039088923197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114351039088923197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-is-loneliest-number.html' title='one is the loneliest number'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114321991491667462</id><published>2006-03-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:58.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=f104&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//uk.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN2226.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;salzburg was so pretty! it was the snow. i guess it would have been pretty in the summer too, but not so magical. i think people would be annoyed at us. we said "so pretty" at least a hundred times in those two days. vienna was the big city, so no snow. not so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the trip was great. it just felt so relaxing in those few days. it could be because it was the end of school or just because we managed to escape from studying for a few days. the food was great, the locals were friendly and the company could not get any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2303.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2359.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2413.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i loved the food. i guess it's not hard to like deep fried food. i don't really understand why their seafood is so popular. we saw it everywhere and just couldn't resist. starting from the top, viennesse breakfast (rolls with jam and honey plus a hard half boiled egg), pretzels, weiner schnitzel with chips, white beer, fishcake on a roll, huge ass weiner schnitzel with a huge ass serving of potatoes and a piece of alaska-something fish with a side of thai noodles. i love the pics of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were cool shops too. there was a row of shops that sold the most beautifully painted easter eggs. every single one of them decorated so delicately. they had great baubles for christmas trees too. and there was some very interesting china too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2395.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and now i'm home and i've finished playing with the hundreds of &lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=f104&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;.done=http%3a//uk.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;. it's time to get down to some serious work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never get a post right on the first try. i forgot to tell you all bout this song i'm obsessed about. &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/md/lowerchelsea/lyrics/slowmotion.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slow motion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;third eye blind. &lt;/span&gt;check it out, just 'cos of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114321991491667462?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114321991491667462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114321991491667462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114321991491667462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114321991491667462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-reality.html' title='back to reality'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114262389503755950</id><published>2006-03-18T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard work pays off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/113812406/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/113812406_4566c40be0_m.jpg" alt="prizes" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know those &lt;a href="http://gallery.hd.org/_virtual/ByCategory/recreation/amusement/arcade/amusements/slot/machines/2p/10p/drop/downs/grabber/flashing/lights/music/at/the/bognor/regis/pier/south/coast/of/england/"&gt;2p machines&lt;/a&gt; you find in london. anyone who's ever been here must've seen them. it's a uk thing i think. they're loads of fun! i just found that out. i always wondered why people play that. was it for the money or for the prize. 'cos it just looks impossible to win. but today we got those two (bad photo skills) with just a modest capital of 70 coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid game is actually quite exciting. you hold your breath as you wait for the coins to push further forward. then when the toy drops. whee! yeah, i'm easily amused. and yeah, we got a lot of time on our hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 'cos it's the holidays again! but it's the bad kinda holiday. it's the you've gotta really work your ass off kinda holiday. which is the worst time of year. i finish my exams on the 26th of may. super super early. but not like i can go home any earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could. but i would only if i needed to come back here again. spending more time here isn't going to be nice. although i sure as hell gonna miss this place, it's more because of the people than the actual place. but then everyone will be gone and i'll be here to stay on on my own. and not making sense. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... i'm starting the holidays off with a trip to austria and then it's back for 8 weeks of hardcore studying. i'm such a pig this year. i feel less motivated than ever. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a note, i think the 2000th person to visit here is &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/lisaleong"&gt;ms. leong&lt;/a&gt; again. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10663895-114262389503755950?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114262389503755950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114262389503755950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114262389503755950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114262389503755950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/03/hard-work-pays-off.html' title='hard work pays off'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114118209609285067</id><published>2006-03-01T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:55.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;why does it always rain one me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;what makes the world go round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;how's it gonna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;where do we go from here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;when did it start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-114118209609285067?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114118209609285067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114118209609285067' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114118209609285067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114118209609285067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/03/six-questions.html' title='six questions'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114065978225402293</id><published>2006-02-23T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was... *awesome*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;(note to self: songs played in no particular order, take it or leave it, soma, someday, last nite, new york city cops, trying your luck, hard to explain, barely legal, the modern age, reptilia, 12:51, whatever happened, the way it is, i can't win, the end has no end, hawaii, juicebox, ask me anything, razorblade, ize of the world, heart in a cage, vision of division, red light. the strokes 17/2/06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how else could it have turned out? could've been better... there were some times i felt like jumping up and down, but we were in the seated area. seated. actually, standing in the seated area, but still no jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wished i bloody checked my camera batteries. bloody hell. this ain't the first time. so i didn't get nice pics. got horrible pics. but then no photo editor, so can't make them at least mediocre. plus, i'm just too lazy...and no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a shirt though. could post that up. *goes and does just that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/103231912/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" alt="strokes shirt" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/103231912_c19800470b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 8px;font-size:0.8em;" &gt;front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/103231911/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); padding: 5px;" alt="strokes shirt" src="http://static.flickr.com/35/103231911_8c232e20d1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 8px;font-size:0.8em;" &gt;back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;voila. my hand shakes too much. why? am i weak? is it something neurological? i just can't hold still for two seconds. (in case you were curious, the five on the back are nick, nikolai, julian, fab and albert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i wanna revamp the site. if only i knew how. actually, i just wanna change it so it'll look more personal and not so "template". i don't know how to put it. but i find i'm just too lazy to do even that these days. it's no more doing anything but what i am supposed to do. it's just sleep now. sleep then wake up in the middle of the night unable to sleep. so toss and turn trying to get to sleep. it's sleep, sleep, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that's my post quota for the next few weeks. it's getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parting question : why do i conform in sometimes? but then can't stand conforming at others? is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. one more thing. promo time, not like putting it here is gonna get more publicity. but just for &lt;a href="http://thisguysplace.unidleproject.com"&gt;thisguy&lt;/a&gt;. here's to making dreams come true. don't forget to send me the vcd. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perantauanpictures.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img title="Skali" style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4141/1960/1600/teaser_final.0.jpg" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/10663895-114065978225402293?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/114065978225402293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=114065978225402293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114065978225402293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/114065978225402293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-was-awesome.html' title='it was... *awesome*'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-114019309141348096</id><published>2006-02-18T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:55.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gig freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tonight's the night! and i'm busying "studying".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the strokes tonight and i'm trying to remember the lyrics so i can sing along. i'm excited! can't wait! it's gonna be so energetic and i just know it. too bad i didn't start studying earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got rhcp to look forward to in summer. so excited for that too. but wished i had got more tickets. i just think i think too much and after all that thinking i end up regretting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not making much sense. but yay! the strokes! thanks so much guys. all 16 of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a happy birthday to &lt;a href="http://nonhalal.blogspot.com"&gt;mr. goodie&lt;/a&gt; too. take care of that liver of yours. hope you had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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freak'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113952596826877731</id><published>2006-02-10T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love spoofs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i tried putting this video on this page but then when i tried it out, it wouldn't stop playing. so i didn't want to annoy the hell out of people, cos i know i will be.hence the link. &lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2665948"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; ipod. &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/10663895-113952596826877731?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113952596826877731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113952596826877731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113952596826877731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113952596826877731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-spoofs.html' title='i love spoofs'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113919301517236636</id><published>2006-02-06T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a different rut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is usually the time of year where i feel life is just the same old routine week after week. but this year it's slightly different. i'm not feeling great, just that the stress is a different kinda stress. the day has finally come to decide what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, there is a path forged out ahead of me. as i have all this while, i could just follow it and quit whining. but what do i really want? i don't know. i want everything and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; i hate the question &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here do you see yourself in five years time&lt;/span&gt;? is there really a point to it? are they looking for commitment? obviously everyone's gonna lie. i'd just rather live one day at a time. just take things as they come. but i can't. i haven't even started the first step and i'm worrying bout the 100th one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm whiny... i'm depressed. it's really a part of my life i don't want to end. i was aware of this fact two years ago and i still can't live with it. what will happen? will anyone remember me? will i bother to keep in touch? i'm anti-social but i can't stand being left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do some people embrace this change so much. is there really so much to look forward to when you hold a 9-5? they love it so much that they had to get a taste of it right after school. but i've been putting it off until now. sad thing is, i can't get a part-time job in malaysia anymore. unless i wanna be a bum with a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just pms-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p.s. why does my hit counter keep going up but no new messages? say hi or something... i miss you.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-113919301517236636?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113833017875144437</id><published>2006-01-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get ready to be stuffed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's here again! my favourite time of year. chinese new year! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm loving it more now cos i'm thinking of all the delicious food we always get to eat. actually, it's not that great. it's just the same ol' thing year in year out. then leftovers for the next few days to come. but we get to stuff our faces silly. the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keropok&lt;/span&gt; and the cookies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this my third and last year away from home. i miss it. but the good thing is, i still get my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pow&lt;/span&gt; every year. not as much as if i was back home, but good enough for me. this year i'm going over to my bro's and we're gonna try to cook something resembling a reunion dinner. with all the auspicious food, like the fish, the prawns and all the whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gong hei fatt choy&lt;/span&gt; and have fun. may your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpows&lt;/span&gt; grow exponentially this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i got my sim card. so now people can finally call me. &lt;a href="mailto:huiyi_9@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;mail me&lt;/a&gt; if i haven't given you my number and if you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-113833017875144437?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113771543804810597</id><published>2006-01-20T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the first anniversary of my 21st birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah, i got that from &lt;em&gt;scrubs&lt;/em&gt;. so, i celebrated my recent birthday with a bunch of friends. it was good. i don't know if it's just different here or what. but i never could've found 29 other people to celebrate it with me before. yeah, it was good. thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/lisaleong"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lisaleong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;em&gt;mei yen&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;su yen&lt;/em&gt; and whoever, i have no idea who was in it, but thank you. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so we had a malaysia-thai dinner. no drinks. didn't get drunk. just had dinner and talked or whatever i could muster with my sore throat. then i got cakes. two cakes because all the candles couldn't fit on one. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/1009.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/84938701/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="240" alt="my 2 cakes" src="http://static.flickr.com/41/84938701_25f9cce601_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mmm... i liked the chocolate strawberries. then now to show off my presents. i love presents. who doesn't love presents. first, i got a very cute and oh so useful soup dish (plate or whatever). then i got kill bill dvd's. woohoo! and building blocks of paris. a great gift as you get older. no, i'm honest. i also got a soccer chair. which i think is so hilarious. now i just have to find the strength to blow it up. oops...forgot to mention the lovely flowers i got. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/84936027/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="180" alt="presents2" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84936027_4b94b2877d_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/84936028/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="240" alt="presents3" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84936028_8ca4a3f759_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/84936026/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="240" alt="presents1" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84936026_37ea26bbbf_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and last but not least. the coolest present (not that i didn't like the earlier ones)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/88703488/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="180" alt="presents4" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/88703488_09b02fe68e_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;woohoo! i'm going to watch the strokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok, this was all a very boring recap of a very exciting night. i apologise. i guess as time goes by, my enthusiasm faded. i got nothing to tell but still, i wanted to show it off. more &lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=9db5"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so miss leong, i'm not ungrateful. if only you were a lil' more patient. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;a few gems from the internet that i would like to share with you guys. firstly, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Article_153_of_the_Constitution_of_Malaysia"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is really good. things like this they never teach you. but it made me think, is home really the place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and to everyone who went to secondary school with me, you should take a look at &lt;a href="http://debfong.blogspot.com/2006/01/sekolah-harapan.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. i love that school, but thank god i'm no more there. seems like rubbish to me. and if she happens to pop by, &lt;em&gt;"thank you &lt;a href="http://debfong.blogspot.com"&gt;debra fong&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;. fumbled onto the site. actually, say koon did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-113771543804810597?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113771543804810597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113771543804810597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113771543804810597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113771543804810597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-first-anniversary-of-my-21st.html' title='on the first anniversary of my 21st birthday'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113702530046104223</id><published>2006-01-12T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you believe in karma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;been having incredible luck. my sleep has been screwed up because of holidays and also because i was sick, which i shall talk about later. so anyways, i didn't go for lectures the other day because i wanted to sleep. this was a 5-7pm lecture, you know? but when i woke up i found out that the lecture was cancelled, so i didn't skip my lecture after all. i was estatic since it was one of the hardest topics. then today, i find out that the lecture has been rescheduled to fridays... 5-7pm... every week... it's karma i tell you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN2082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then the new year hasn't been particularly good to me either. been kinda sick since then. kicked off the new year with a slight case of elephantitis of my right hand fingers. might not look obvious in the picture but it was huge. now it's shrunken back, but i'm not sure if it's went back to the original size yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then as the swelling went down, i had a fever which manifested from a sore throat the night before. so spent the whole day sleeping which lead to not sleeping the night before school started then which lead to me sleeping in for lectures the next day and then not being able to sleep the next day again. see the vicious cycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the fever lasted a day, but the sore throat decided to stay a lil longer. until i lost my voice. totally. could only manage to whisper the whole of yesterday. if i even tried to speak it would come out in an awkward and inaudible squeak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;at least i've gotten my voice back and there was something good about the new year. but that's for next time. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif"/&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/10663895-113702530046104223?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113702530046104223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113702530046104223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113702530046104223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113702530046104223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-you-believe-in-karma.html' title='do you believe in karma?'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113613255600306208</id><published>2006-01-02T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;one more year has slipped by us and another year creeps in. didn't really do much this year. we even missed the countdown. but somehow, it's the company that matters. doing nothing with people is still better than doing nothing alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;new year came and it was just the four of us. had a gala time trying to open a bottle of champagne. maybe we were ignorant, but i swear you it's not as easy as it looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/80587736/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="180" alt="jia jer's try" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/80587736_4ca8c1dba1_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/80587738/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="180" alt="lisa's try" src="http://static.flickr.com/38/80587738_0114f87d44_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/80587739/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="180" alt="my try" src="http://static.flickr.com/39/80587739_634f47f9d5_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/80587741/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="240" alt="feli's try" src="http://static.flickr.com/38/80587741_b4776f6bff_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33172693@N00/80588638/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" height="240" alt="triumphant!" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/80588638_aa66b674f6_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 8px; font-size:0.7em;" &gt;pop it goes!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy new year everyone! may 2006 bring even more than 2005 or other previous years ever did. somehow i feel, this year will be very different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-113613255600306208?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113613255600306208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113613255600306208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113613255600306208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113613255600306208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2006/01/once-again.html' title='once again...'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113587469677097384</id><published>2005-12-30T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the name has stuck. more and more people are calling me that and so now, i've christened myself, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;huizers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. it's stuck and here to stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;blog readers always ask bloggers to blog more. but what's there to blog about. i remember when i started, it was because i was bored. so you would see me talking crap every two or three times a week. or changing this and that. but now, i'm still bored. just lost the motivation. in other words... lazeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;blog what? there's so many thoughts and opinions that i always think of putting up here. &lt;em&gt;"the deepest thoughts of huizers". &lt;/em&gt;then again, who cares. everyone's got opinions like they've got assholes (i've heard that somewhere but i can't quite recall from who). then, everyone who has these opinions think their opinions are the only ones that ring truest and so they go on and on bout how they think they are right and how the other people that think otherwise are idiots. i'm a peaceful person. so to avoid confrontation, i keep my mouth shut. i'm a coward in other words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so when there's nothing going on, there's nothing to write. i was supposed to put up pictures of my flat, but like opinions, who cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so once again, thanks for coming and i'll see you guys in the near future, i hope. meanwhile, tag me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh. happy new year too!&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/10663895-113587469677097384?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113587469677097384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113587469677097384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113587469677097384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113587469677097384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-name-is.html' title='my name is...'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113493316649907331</id><published>2005-12-19T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from bimbo to corporate woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm moved on to watchin &lt;em&gt;the apprentice &lt;/em&gt;now. it's so exciting. the good thing bout watching shows at the end is not having to wait each week. i just watched 10 episodes in a day. almost back to back. i know, i know. lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's such a good show. really keeps you on your toes. so far, i saw three people that i think are really good. i hope they could all win, but too bad, he only hires one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;one thing i noticed is that everyone there is so confident of themselves. actually, that's putting it in a nice way. basically they are just so full of themselves and can never accept that they were wrong or that they just suck. even after they are told thier faults and have been fired, they still can blame other people for their loss. every single loser is like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;which makes me think. we don't see our faults. we won't actually know what is wrong with us until someone tells us that. so what's my fault? i wish i could be someone else for a day and see that myself. rather than people telling it to me in my face. hurts less. but i really do wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;these people in lse. there's this quality in all those who get a job. it's confidence in a way i guess. and motivation. i see it in them but i don't see it in me. certainly not the motivation bit. but some people tell me that i can get it and all i have to do is apply. i just want to see what they see cause i don't see anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm just in a very confused state. i don't know what i want, what i should do. i don't know where i'd rather be in a year's time. i feel that there will be people dissapointed whichever way i go. the most important people. so what do i do? who will be most dissapointed? me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i don't know which i'm more afraid of. making a life changing decision or not even trying for fear of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm being dramatic. i've been told i sound hopeless sometimes. i'm glad to know that i can at least express myself on paper. but if i really do sound depressed, you don't have to call me straight away to see if i'm alright. i'm fine. i still have a job. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt; but thanks for the thought.&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/10663895-113493316649907331?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113493316649907331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113493316649907331' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113493316649907331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113493316649907331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/12/from-bimbo-to-corporate-woman.html' title='from bimbo to corporate woman'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113440569625302080</id><published>2005-12-13T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to normality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=fea8"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/72852843_e7c3a4fe88_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 8px;font-size:0.8em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=fea8"&gt;barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm done with malam bakti and i'm back from barcelona. so it's back to the normal quiet a.k.a. boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what to do with myself now. holidays have started and for the past few days i've been watching &lt;em&gt;america's next top model&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;full metal panic 2&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam bakti went very well. at least that's what people told me. but they can't say it sucked, right? it wasn't perfect but from what i could hear backstage, it was an uproar after the first act. and we sold out! people were standing. woohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;still haven't seen it yet. for the first time i didn't watch the actual play. just waiting for the vcd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;being backstage also meant no photos. i do have a few from after the play but they all look bad. at least i think i look bad... so i won't show them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but i'm glad. it was a good experience. and it was fun. feels weird now it's over. but it's all good. i just can't wait to watch it and then show it to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;going to barcelona right after it wasn't a very good idea. when we arrived, we were all zombies. we even went back to the hostel to take a nap before going out for dinner. but the trip was good. a nice break from london, with sun, warm weather and cheaper food. had all the paella and sangria till i was sick of it. actually, it was just the paella i was sick of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the shopping was addictive. it's not that it's dirt cheap, it's just felt like i had to get something from there since it's the home of &lt;em&gt;zara&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;. so i got some stuff. and to anyone who's planning to ever go there. keep ur belongings close to you. real close. two of my friends lost their purse on the first day. we don't know how, but the pickpockets are really good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for more pics, go &lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=fea8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-113440569625302080?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113440569625302080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113440569625302080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113440569625302080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113440569625302080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-normality.html' title='back to normality'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113348890594438865</id><published>2005-12-02T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:54.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the day is here. it's coming in less than 24 hours and i must say, no matter what i do i can't prepare myself enough. i'm still up trying to prepare somethings but my brain won't work. i know i'm tired, but once i pop my head on that pillow, i'll just start worrying bout this and that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope it goes well...if it doesn't. i can console myself in barcelona. heehee.&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/10663895-113348890594438865?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113348890594438865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113348890594438865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/100_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;london is so pretty (when it's not gloomy). i'm gonna miss it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-113302173129315639?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113302173129315639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113302173129315639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113302173129315639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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not enough time. tried my best to start early. but my scheduling was all wrong. so now i don't have enough time or even resources.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i think i'm too nice. can't quite boss people around. or am i already bossy, just not bossy enough for myself. the producer seems to rely so much on me. which means i'm doing the same thing i did last year, which is wrong cause i'm a DIRECTOR. haha! i bet i sound bossy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;watched reservoir dogs. that shit's whack! what goes on in tarantino's head when he comes up with these stories? but the ending was amusing. haha. am i sick, or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's so much in my head these days. i'm so scatterbrained. just lost myself money by being so careless. i'm angry at myself. you can't cry over spilt milk, but it still pisses you off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;been neglecting things. sorry i don't write (to you too dreamcatcher). i know i should. hope life's peachy. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&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/10663895-113176788835187680?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113062769539236789</id><published>2005-10-30T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dying computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my laptop is dying. firstly, it started with the letters coming off. but that was ok, it just didn't look that beautiful. but i was ok with that. it was still my trustly old laptop. then the battery was dying too, but i could always use ac power. but now the wireless is pissing me off. i'm not sure if it's the network card, but i'm pretty sure it's not the router. my other two housemates never had a problem. but now........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i think i have to resort to using a cable. i was just never too fond of it cause it's so messy. but i'm more upset that my laptop is dying! why won't the wireless work properly! =( &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/10663895-113062769539236789?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113062769539236789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113062769539236789' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113062769539236789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113062769539236789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-dying-computer.html' title='my dying computer'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-113028387725084075</id><published>2005-10-26T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my directorial debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i wonder if i could start every title with "my ...", like in &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/scrubs"&gt;scrubs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. but i can't really keep up with trends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so, recent updates from london, as if you don't already know, i'm directing a play. actually, co-directing more like it. for those in the know, yeah, it's hard work and i'm crazy to take it on with the added work load of being in third year. but no, i'm not doing it because i feel absolutely confident that i can get a first even if i throw my first term away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for those who don't know, it's the annual charity play organised by the LSE SU Malaysia Club. it's the one where i was in charge of lighting for the past two years, and the one where i screwed up at in the past two years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so enough about that and it's time for bitching. third year is crazy! i have never, ever, in my past two years in lse, work so hard in the 4th week of school. i've been working my ass off since 2nd week. there's so much reading to do and homework too. i've got to hand in a 3000 word critique of a paper i can barely understand with a group of 2 other people. firstly, i hate essays. it takes me forever just to get the first paragraph. and secondly, i hate group work. it means having to prepare and meet up and collaborate... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;add that with the load of having to put on a play in 5 weeks and the peer pressure of getting a job, you've got a moody me.&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/10663895-113028387725084075?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/113028387725084075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=113028387725084075' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113028387725084075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/113028387725084075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-directorial-debut.html' title='my directorial debut'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112924892640045884</id><published>2005-10-14T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freebies galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i love careers fairs. apart from the fact that it means i've got some income coming in, i get tons of freebies at the same time. well, last years one was pretty much junk. got alot of highligters, pens, post-it notes, mints, notebooks, key chains and water bottles i never used. but this year, i thought i got pretty cool stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;firstly, there's this really cool clock that's got me so amazed. basically it has four functions, a clock plus calendar, alarm, stop clock and thermometer. so, to go to the function you have to turn it to the correct side. like if you want just a clock, you turn it to the side where it says calendar. and when you want to know the temperature, you turn it on it's other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/coolclock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/coolclock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the other cool thing i got was this razor holder. it's not really that cool or useful either, but it's cute 'cause it's shaped as a person sitting and folding their arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i also got a t-shirt which i can't show you guys 'cause i can't seem to upload the picture. anyways...that's it. apart from that, i've got a couple of useless pens and mints which i really love. arghh! why can't i put up those pictures!?!&lt;/span&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/10663895-112924892640045884?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112924892640045884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112924892640045884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112924892640045884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112924892640045884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/freebies-galore.html' title='freebies galore'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112886061832720335</id><published>2005-10-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i wanna take pictures of my house and post it up so i can brag about how lovely my house is. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt; but we still have a few guest over and it's still a lil' messy so i've gotta wait. but lisaleong is back and the house was so vibrant with her welcoming party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;things haven't really fallen into a routine yet. for my classes, i've decided to stick with what i decided earlier. sometimes i think i just trouble myself by thinking too much. now my delimma of the week is whether i should be a director for &lt;em&gt;malam bakti.&lt;/em&gt; i'm in my last year, my results aren't great and this will take up every night i have in my first term. but then again, i do want to get involved. it feels weird if i don't after two years running...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;nothing much to write. i actually really hate writing updates about my life. it's so boring. but then again, this is a place where i keep in touch. i've been meaning to look through all my pictures and put up a pretty collage. but i get distracted by my laptop. i'd rather do nothing than anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on another totally unrelated incident, i played basketball today and i was good! haha. it's nice to play after so long. but my stamina was at the worst ever possible and right after the game i'm already aching all over. i love this game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112886061832720335?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112886061832720335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112886061832720335' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112886061832720335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112886061832720335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/almost.html' title='almost'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112845759228029153</id><published>2005-10-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoilt for choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i've got too many course options. which would be good, if i could decide what i really like to do. mostly, the courses here are not easy. nothing is easy. everyone says everything is tough. well, most people say maths is easy. in the sense that it's either you get it or not. but what if i'm the one that doesn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my other choice is econs. which is something i like, but what people tell me is terribly hard to score. not that i need to score, but i &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to score. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and not only that, i've already been allocated my class. and i got this teacher that i had last year which i kinda like. plus, he's soothing on the eyes. and i've got a day where i start at 2pm. changing courses would have me waking up at 11am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so what do i do? go with something more objective or something more subjective? am i a right brain kinda person or a left brain one? help! i hate making decisions like these. decisions that affect your future and decisions where you can't turn back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;how? how? how? whine, whine, whine.&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/10663895-112845759228029153?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112845759228029153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112845759228029153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112845759228029153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112845759228029153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/spoilt-for-choice.html' title='spoilt for choice'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112820606920608276</id><published>2005-10-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our favourite pastime</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after kat's party we went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the night before i left we were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and before &lt;a href="http://lynswhatevers.blogspot.com"&gt;lyn&lt;/a&gt; left, we also went to breakers to play. just that i don't have pics of that. so that's our favourite pastime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112820606920608276?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112820606920608276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112820606920608276' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112820606920608276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112820606920608276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-favourite-pastime.html' title='our favourite pastime'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112799036637249383</id><published>2005-09-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-in-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; CURSOR: hand; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(192,192,192) 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;nothing to tell so i'll just post up my collection of stupid pictures that i take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm leaving tomorrow. it's been a very short three and a half months and it's gonna be such a long 10 months. thanks to everyone for hanging out with me. although i didn't see that many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;if you miss me, write to me at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;97, Redman Buildings, Bourne Estate, Portpool Lane, London, EC1N 7UD, UNITED KINGDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;. don't forget my birthday too! i may be far away, but you can still send me a present. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112799036637249383?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112799036637249383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112799036637249383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112799036637249383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112799036637249383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/09/3-in-1.html' title='3-in-1'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112732884162698587</id><published>2005-09-22T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lelong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); DISPLAY: block; PADDING:5px; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyone interested in a xpc barebone? it's a mini pc measuring 30 x 20 x 18.5 cm only! small and easy to move around. includes also a 8-in-1 card reader, firewire and 2 USB 2.0 ports all on the front panel. and err...comes in stylish black. i'm not a techie, so find out more &lt;a href="http://global.shuttle.com/Product/Barebone/SN85G4%20V3.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my bro has a spare barebone and is looking to sell it. please &lt;a href="mailto:huiyi_9@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;contact me&lt;/a&gt; if interested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112732884162698587?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112732884162698587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112732884162698587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112732884162698587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112732884162698587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/09/lelong.html' title='lelong'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112712619600306148</id><published>2005-09-19T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm seeing numbers everywhere! but it's not MA100 this time. i've just discovered the amazing game of minesweeper. very addicted now. numbers, numbers, numbers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;firstly, &lt;strong&gt;5 &lt;/strong&gt;kilos is the amout of weight i've put on in this past few months. even my mom's making fun of me. it's so depressing! i have never put on so much weight before. malaysian food is just too tempting. next time i come home, don't let me eat, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then the other day i went bowling, just for fun, and i bowled a &lt;strong&gt;121&lt;/strong&gt;! yippee! it was my first ever strike. ha! ha! &lt;em&gt;'geng'&lt;/em&gt; onot? feeling so proud of myself. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;also, i'm leaving in another &lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; days, for another &lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; months or so. i've been back for &lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; weeks and all i have learnt is how to use my washing machine and iron very efficiently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;lastly, i wish i could be &lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt; forever. i think i wouldn't mind studying my ass off to sit for exams. i think working is so much worse. sometimes i think it's only me who thinks that way. everyone in LSE seems so eager to join the rat race. plus, i never really got a &lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt;st birthday bash. so i was never felt i was initiated into the club. i think the year after next, i'll have a &lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt; again bash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw, anyone interested to go genting. i know i've said it's a sucky place, but i just wanna go somewhere to chill. prolly going on the 25th. just for a night. to join the silly people sipping coffee in the cold. interested anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/10663895-112712619600306148?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112712619600306148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112712619600306148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112712619600306148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112712619600306148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/09/numbers.html' title='numbers'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112646581567484970</id><published>2005-09-12T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road tripping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent two hectic days travelling kl-ipoh-penang-ipoh-kl being lisa leong's co-driver. had too much fun and took too little pictures. thanks to all my dears who fed me and drove me around. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/1015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1669.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1670.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1674.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1675.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1688.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0px auto 10px; padding: 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN1689.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[p.s.  i've uploaded more photos &lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=/bf9a&amp;urlhint=actn,ren%3as,3%3af,0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and mei yen, send me photos, please!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this just came in, this site has had more than 1000 hits! woo hoo! visitor number 1000 was mr/miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;219.95.211.*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who came in yesterday. thank you! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112646581567484970?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112646581567484970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112646581567484970' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112646581567484970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112646581567484970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/09/road-tripping.html' title='road tripping'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112432375102755179</id><published>2005-08-18T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sleepy insomniac makes the most noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm sleepy but i can't sleep. i'm tired and i wanna sleep, but when i lay don and shut my eyes, i'm wide awake. so many things go through my mind. mostly ideas on how to change this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;some people are so talented (like &lt;a href="http://peek.unidleproject.com/"&gt;lydia&lt;/a&gt; here) or just more knowledgable than &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; me. their websites are like... *wow* ... and these are done in their spare time. i've got tons of spare time on me, but what the hell am i doing? moping around trying to fall asleep and then falling asleep for the rest of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm watching &lt;em&gt;malaysia hari ini&lt;/em&gt; and they're talking about car washes. do you really need to wash your car enjine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;speaking of which. i miss driving. i love driving my dad's car but i don't do that much. i'm too afraid that something might happen and then i'll be screwed. i really miss my car. i miss the times that i dare drive recklessly. not that i do it much, but enough to get me in a couple of silly accidents. the thrill was more in freaking people out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hat's why i like scary movies too. it's nicer if you go and watch it with someone who's totally terrified. then you can forget about the scary parts and laugh at your scared friend. hehe... no la... it just makes it less scary to watch with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i freak myself out watchin scary movies alone. once i watched &lt;em&gt;gothika&lt;/em&gt; in my room with the lights off. halfway through, i had to turn on the lights. how embarassing...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;there are no nice movies this summer. it's so upsetting since the only time i go to the movies is when i get back to malaysia. so far all the movies i've watched are just on spur of the moment. all of them i never looked forward to watching, seeing that all of them were action flicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;another thing i haven't done is buy &lt;em&gt;don't believe the truth&lt;/em&gt;. what kinda fan am i? since i am some sorta fan, i'm gonna ask you guys to listen to them. listen to &lt;em&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.hyperlaunch.com/oasis/idle/video.html"&gt;importance of being idle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. it's a great song from noel and also very well sung by him. &lt;em&gt;lyla&lt;/em&gt; was shite but this is good shit! my favourite line is 'i can't get a life if my heart's not in it'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you know, when you don't get enough sleep you can't think properly and then you speak incoherent rubbish. so excuse me.&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/10663895-112432375102755179?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112432375102755179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112432375102755179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112432375102755179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112432375102755179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/08/sleepy-insomniac-makes-most-noise.html' title='a sleepy insomniac makes the most noise'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112397700742619006</id><published>2005-08-14T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:53.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;as suggested by &lt;a href="http://thisguysplace.tripod.com"&gt;thisguy&lt;/a&gt;, i googled my name. i thought hui yi was a very common name, but only got seven boring hits. except for &lt;a href="http://216.65.64.110/showpost.php?p=65198&amp;amp;postcount=156"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one that really cracks me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Asked him to get &lt;strong&gt;Hui Yi&lt;/strong&gt; for me. I specified the house somemore. Later one ger came, say &lt;strong&gt;Hui Yi&lt;/strong&gt;. Fuck, think i newbie or what? Think i dunno &lt;strong&gt;Hui Yi&lt;/strong&gt; ar? But the ger look quite sexy, and boobs look like coming out of her dress, so follow her up the room lor.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for the record. that's not me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;edit: tried out 'helga is'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; said to have no home and she moves from place to place. Helga is tragic because of her inability to fit into any group.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, it’s official. &lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; the most annoying person on Earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; super intelligent and it shows.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're now selling our smelly underwear, or at lest&lt;strong&gt; Helga is&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; bitch! la la la &lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; stupid! la la la &lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; ugly ! la la la &lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; pathetic! la la la &lt;strong&gt;Helga is&lt;/strong&gt; fat! la la la I want to kill you!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112397700742619006?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112397700742619006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112397700742619006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112397700742619006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112397700742619006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am.html' title='i am'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112387296725466782</id><published>2005-08-13T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god for rain and bad puns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok. i was so happy it was raining and i decided to tell everyone. but now, the rain has stopped. it didn't even last for a minute! damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but i still love rain (except the english rain). even more now because of the haze and all. it's the sound and the smell of it. it's so fresh and comforting. especially, when you're cuddled up in bed in the morning and don't have to go to school. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on to other things. has anyone noticed the bad puns in the newspapers, like '&lt;em&gt;bad air day'&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;or 'haze-rdous'&lt;/em&gt;. for me, it's so bad it's funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but then again, i don't think i'm creatively lame enough to come up with them. so, from now on, i'm gonna start up a lil side project. come up with lame puns for entry titles! muahaha! so lame... &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;good day people and pray for rain.&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/10663895-112387296725466782?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112387296725466782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112387296725466782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112387296725466782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112387296725466782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-god-for-rain-and-bad-puns.html' title='thank god for rain and bad puns'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112366748631044196</id><published>2005-08-10T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smelly haze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 0px; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN1645.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/1600/DSCN1644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(192, 192, 192); margin: 0pt 10px 10px 5pt; padding: 5px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/200/DSCN1644.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;in front of my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, i woke up to the smell of haze. those of you still in london, don't miss malaysia. it isn't the best place in the world right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even open my front door for fear of the smell. thus, making my house feel like a sauna. reminds me of summer in london...at least i've got a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even play basketball! haha. nah...i haven't been playing. i miss playing... i wish i could play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the smell. low visibility ain't that bad as the smell. it's like living in the temple with all the joss sticks and paper burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah! i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112366748631044196?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112366748631044196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112366748631044196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112366748631044196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112366748631044196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/08/smelly-haze.html' title='smelly haze'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112216197697386480</id><published>2005-07-24T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=f4be&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/my_photos"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4443/834/320/DSCN15821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've been a lazy ass all this while and i haven't put up pictures of ck's party, even though it didn't take long. finally, i've done it, after another sleepless night. if you want better copies, &lt;a href="mailto:huiyi_9@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;mail me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, here are the &lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/huiyi_9/album?.dir=f4be&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//uk.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112216197697386480?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112216197697386480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112216197697386480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112216197697386480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112216197697386480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112181524044013553</id><published>2005-07-20T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally realise what i wanna do. i wish i could be a scout again. then i can go to school and teach the lil' kids how to tie knots and how to march and how to start a fire and how to sing songs. lil' kids at that age i can handle. plus, it'll be easy with very little commitment but still looks good on paper 'cos you're helping the community. but there's no such thing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;apart from that, i don't know what i wanna do. anyone wanna offer me a job? something on a project base. something for a very short time and very lil' effort and lotsa cash! haha...dream on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost halfway through my holidays. graduation is over, internships are almost over or only just begun, soon, everyone would've accomplished their summer dreams. this is our last summer, and it's flashing right before me eyes. you know, they always say your student days are the best days of your life. deep down i always knew that but i've never really felt it, till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112181524044013553?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112181524044013553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112181524044013553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112181524044013553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112181524044013553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/07/jobless.html' title='jobless'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112129386493120636</id><published>2005-07-14T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tough luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm so sad now. i'm so upset at myself. why didn't i think properly? why didn't i bother? why was i so confident?!? well, what's done is done and now i have to live with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the other hand, i went to penang for the weekend... with koon's family. it's weird. i've got nothing against them, it's just feels like a big step. well, not really, but it feels that way. being so close to his family. and all this while i've been teasing kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all the time there i was eating. being really greedy. i think that's all i've ever done since i got back. be greedy and then eat even though i don't feel hungry. i think i've even piled on some pounds... i need control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get the fuss over penang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;char kuey teow. &lt;/span&gt;to me it tastes exactly the same in kl. the only difference is the big prawns, the self service and the exhorbitant prices. and those supposedly very good ones are the ones that rip you off the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my life sucks...for now. i hope yours is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&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/10663895-112129386493120636?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112129386493120636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112129386493120636' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112129386493120636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112129386493120636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/07/tough-luck.html' title='tough luck'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112073336814735273</id><published>2005-07-07T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>london</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've always felt safe in london. i think it's cause there are always bobbies patrolling the area when i wait for the bus or just the fact that nothing ever happens there. after bomb blasts all over the world, london has finally got its turn. why? i guess this particular incident hits me more than the others because now, i feel that london will never be the same again. it's not safe. everytime you go down the stairs of the tube station, you'll think of the incident.  dammit... even the bus was not safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the pound falls now. hehe. okok, no kidding. i hope everyone i know is alright. those in london reading this, leave me a lil something to know you're alright. i hope things don't get too messy. stay at home and stay safe people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112073336814735273?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112073336814735273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112073336814735273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112073336814735273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112073336814735273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/07/london.html' title='london'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-112047386116152565</id><published>2005-07-04T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm sorry i've been rather lazy. plus i can't connect my laptop to streamyx. haven't kept up to date with everyone. so how you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm starting to get worried for the future. i got one more year to decide what i wanna do with my life. next year i'm gonna work. where am i going to live? what car am i going to buy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;some people seem to have such a good idea of what they're doing. makes me feel so lost... i hate growing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so that's all i've been up to. worrying bout life. i realised i haven't put up pics from the drunken night at ck's. will do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all of you have been having a more exciting life. boring update lar. don't expect much till my life gets more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-112047386116152565?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/112047386116152565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=112047386116152565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112047386116152565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/112047386116152565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/07/future.html' title='future'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111949394401811927</id><published>2005-06-23T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>refurbishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gonna make some changes here. very tedious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;changing from a white background to a black one. thus, having to change the colour of all of my posts. actually not all, but since i don't have that many i thought what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;black is supposed to be better for the eyes when reading for too long on your computer screen. haha. but i doubt that ever happens here. anyways, black is much cooler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;somethings are gonna be missing for awhile. sorry la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and i'm gonna be busy doing nothing as always. but don't forget to drop me a line sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw, i'm in monash. compared to lse, it's huge. it felt like i've been living in a tiny shack all my life and suddenly i'm in a multi-million dollar mansion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm seriously jobless now. more than just a person without a job, but someone with really nothing to do. i'm not complaining but this can't be healthy. i need some direction, some plan, some motivation, something to do other than sit on my bum. the worse thing is my bro is exactly alike. my parents must be so dissapointed with us. the laziest bums...&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/10663895-111949394401811927?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111949394401811927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111949394401811927' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111949394401811927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111949394401811927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/06/refurbishment.html' title='refurbishment'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111882643075752836</id><published>2005-06-15T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the name game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i've decided that it's time to be officially named. although i have a name that i love and would never change, people just love naming me. so i'm giving you guys the chance. the one with the most votes wins! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;here are a few that have been suggested over the years:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;cindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;tamara/tara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;helga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;there ain't many people that pass through here, so to make the sample larger and fairer, please tell anyone you know that know me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you've got till tomorrow. so be quick! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111837845657652413</id><published>2005-06-10T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies i wanna watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this is more like a note to myself. so that when the time comes for me to decide what movies to download, i can remember the ones that i really wanna watch and not waste time on some crap, like &lt;em&gt;hitch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;spirited away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dottheithemovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;dot the i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;a lot like love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;guess who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;the sisterhood of the travelling pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;house of wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;charlie and the choclate factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/corpse_bride/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;corpse bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;napoleon dynamite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;stepford wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;harry potter and the goblet of fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wedding crashers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;the skeleton key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ju-on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ringu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiscali.co.uk/events/2005/9songs/index2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;9 songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;before sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsallgonepetetong.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;it's all gone pete tong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmsite.org/grad.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;the graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2046&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;star wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;my summer of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;mysterious skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that's all i can think of now. and before anyone asks, i wanna watch &lt;em&gt;house of wax&lt;/em&gt; just for paris hilton, even though i know how it'll suck. i'm just curious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;edit: had to add a few more that i forgot. the list never ends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111837845657652413?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111837845657652413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111837845657652413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111837845657652413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111837845657652413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/06/movies-i-wanna-watch.html' title='movies i wanna watch'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111825035082318637</id><published>2005-06-09T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my exams are over. would've been happier if the paper went well, but it didn't. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/996.gif" /&gt; too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyways, my chicken pox is over! well, all that's left is the scabs. you know i got those damn blisters everywhere. i didn't get like a million all over my body but they sure did appear in almost every possible spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i had them on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;, my nose, inside my nose, on my eyelids, on my earlobe, in my ear, one on my lip, on my neck, my shoulders, my back, my chest, my stomach, my butt, my legs, my arms, my hands, my pinky, my knuckles and some other places that shall not be mentioned. good coverage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;actually, thank god there weren't so many blisters. thank god i had it during my break in the exams. and thank god there were no other complications. so, all in all, i was lucky. in a sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but then... i can't go out. will be stuck at home eating bland food to help me 'heal' for some time, ranging from one week to one month. many, many 'pantang'. no soy sauce or dark sauces, or else i'll get dark scars on my face. then not supposed to let my face see the sun, feel the wind or touch the rain. only meats allowed is pork and some specific fishes. well, that's all i can remember. but what about my maggi goreng and my teh ais?! &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/10663895-111825035082318637?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111825035082318637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111825035082318637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111825035082318637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111825035082318637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-luck.html' title='good luck'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111783173016060744</id><published>2005-06-04T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;chicken pox, that's what i got. and i'll most prolly be contagious up to my exams. meaning, i don't know how i'm sitting for my exams. hopefully i can still sit. it'll be a total pain in the arse if i have to resit next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;apart from that. i'm itchin, and with my track record, i doubt i can come out of this scarless. i'll look even more pizza faced than before! it's a sad day...&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/996.gif" /&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/10663895-111783173016060744?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111783173016060744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111783173016060744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111783173016060744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111783173016060744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/06/bad-luck.html' title='bad luck'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111758468327855764</id><published>2005-06-01T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:52.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiasu, or not kiasu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the definition of kiasu is someone that is afraid of losing. well, i was just thinking to myself and wondering if i could be classified under that category. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/073.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you see, i am usually the one that starts studying the earliest, i think. well, i'm the one that didn't come out of my house for a week, studying, and pretty much had zero human contact other than a phone call here or there about exams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but my argument is, it's cause i'm scared. i've got an idea of what i've gotta do before the exams, that includes doing all the reading and doing the past year papers. and there's alot of reading to do. 20 lectures worth of reading, which i would not have touched before this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but then again, i guess i can be called kiasu since i'm not scared of failing. i'm just scared of not getting that first. but then again, i know alot of other people are like that! especially malaysians. it's in our blood. haha. bad point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;another thing, i'm lazy the whole year round. it's only at exams that i study like mad. there's no motivation for me to work hard any other time. so, that doesn't mean i'm kiasu, right? i just have expectations to fulfill. my own expectations to fulfill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyways, that's the musing out loud part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i can't believe it. blogging is getting to be more than just putting your deepest darkest secrets on the web, it's way past being just a fad. i think it's growing to be a whole new industry. check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogebrity.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;blogebrity's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; and look for your favourite bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;'don't believe the truth' &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&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/10663895-111758468327855764?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111758468327855764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111758468327855764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111758468327855764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111758468327855764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/06/kiasu-or-not-kiasu.html' title='kiasu, or not kiasu?'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111749741456995862</id><published>2005-05-31T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3rd paper tomorrow. or more like this morning. not prepared but i think this is one of those which u can never be. after this i got one more paper. and after that, a week and a half till i go home. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and..i LOVE oasis. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/love/635.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OASIS PARTY FOR LIVERPOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Steve Hunter 28 May 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of the biggest bands in the world Oasis celebrated Liverpool's Champions League victory in fine style by walking out to their gig in London with the anthem 'You'll Never Walk Alone' on Wednesday night. Oasis played the Coronet theatre in London on Wednesday night but they didn't come on stage until Liverpool had beaten AC Milan. Instead of having a support band brothers Noel and Liam Gallagher got a big screen up onstage for fans to watch the match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There was an amazing atmosphere in the Coronet with fans cheering Liverpool and the band saluted the Reds achievement by scrapping their normal introduction song and instead came on to Liverpool's anthem 'You'll NeverWalk Alone', bathed in red light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then for the first song of the set Oasis singer Liam Gallagher saluted Liverpool and dedicated 'Stop Crying Your Heart Out' to the AC Milan fans! Speaking before the gig Noel Gallagher told NME.com: "The gig was sold out and I said, 'Instead of getting a support band, why don't we get a bigscreen and stick it in the middle of the stage so everyone can watch the game. Then we'll play after the game and get a late curfew'. They all went for it, so we hired a big cinema thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111749741456995862?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111749741456995862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111749741456995862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111749741456995862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111749741456995862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/day-3.html' title='day 3'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111721022129942763</id><published>2005-05-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot as hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;just the other day i was wondering why the weather was still so cold. i remembered that it was much warmer this time of year last year. and then it became hot. much much hotter than i thought it would be. therefore, me being silly wore more clothes and sweating like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;some guys may say summer is good since less clothes are worn. but seriously...i think some people should just keep their clothes on. i think i see more of those people than good looking people. imagine 50 year old men wearing shorts and showing their pasty white legs and the 50 year old women going braless and showing the consequences of gravity and age. it ain't a pretty picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm not discriminating against old people, young people look equally as bad. gawd... they should take a look in the mirror. i know being proud of your body is a good thing, but sometimes i just wonder if they even care how ridiculous they look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha..rare bitchings. but i haven't been out for such a long time, today was a culture shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyways, i'm halfway thru my exams. but i feel as if it's over. well, the worse part is over (you know? i slept only one hour last nite 'cos i was cramming... first time!). now comes to slow and agonising week where i'll have to study while everyone's out partying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wish me luck and root for ferrari this week. i hope they can make a comeback. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw, you wanadoo people damn free ar? i think it's the exams rite. you don't wanna study so u come here. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&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/10663895-111721022129942763?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111721022129942763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111721022129942763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111721022129942763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111721022129942763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/hot-as-hell.html' title='hot as hell'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111705562119775024</id><published>2005-05-26T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;tommorrow is the day. my first paper, which also happens to be one of the worse. it's the one that's got everyone worried from day one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyways, it's my first of two bad papers in a row. and after that, i've got another two not so bad ones with a week seperating them. it's good so that i can study, but i can't wait for it to be over. can't wait to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i feel bad for going home so early. i really really wanna go home, but then everyone's out travelling and i'm missing it all. but then again, no one to go travelling with me either. bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so, liverpool has won/&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;. i really lost hope after the first half. i never knew they had it in them to come back. i really do hope they win... they've got euro magic. somehow they do so well for this but screw up at home. maybe it's benitez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wish me luck! i hope i can be like liverpool &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;(not if they lose)&lt;/span&gt;. i won't mind if the answers don't come to me in the first half, but then in the second half, i'll get hit by brilliant ideas. hope against hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;edit: liverpool won! i can't believe it. champion's league trophy in the cabinet. although they won't be there again next year, but still... champions! second english team to be. i'd say this season is a success.&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/10663895-111705562119775024?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111705562119775024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111705562119775024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111705562119775024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111705562119775024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/d-day.html' title='d-day'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111649762870882978</id><published>2005-05-19T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm sitting in the library at 11 in the morning, trying to get some reading done. but i can't for the life of me concentrate and my eyelids are starting to feel heavy. but i can't be sleepy, i've only been awake for 12 hours and that's after sleeping 9 hours. plus, i've consumed 2 cups of coffee within those 12 hours but it doesn't seem to be helping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you know i hate it. the problem with me is i just can't sleep when i want. but when i don't wanna sleep i can't help it. argh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;or maybe...it's this damn book i'm reading. i hate it when people like to use big words for something so simple. i have to read the same bloody line at least 2 times before i get it. lemme give an example of a smart alec making my life difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Whereas the future outlook of management accounting practice may suggest forms of converging effects increasingly at play, the field's past reflects, in large part, a sustained level of divergent peculiarities." and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after reading it many times, what i got was that management accounting might be more uniform in the future, but according to the past, there will always be a level of difference. didn't have to be that complicated rite....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gawd..i'm just pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;edit:[1.05pm] i've been here for 3 hours. so proud of myself. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/993.gif" /&gt; and now i'm going home. to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111649762870882978?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111649762870882978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111649762870882978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111649762870882978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111649762870882978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-habits.html' title='bad habits'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111647862838598919</id><published>2005-05-19T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;when you've got nothing to do but study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;today i just realised that i haven't gone out in a week. throughout this time, it never occured to me that i have not stepped further out than my kitchen (which is about 10 steps from my door). time really just flies when life has become so routine. wake up, eat, go online, study, eat, play around, eat, study, sleep, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;and for the first time in a week, i'm going out today! to the library! i can't imagine anything more exciting than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;damn..another 3 more weeks.&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/10663895-111647862838598919?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111647862838598919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111647862838598919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111647862838598919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111647862838598919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-flies.html' title='time flies...'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111630361499561548</id><published>2005-05-17T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm sick of studying. the past week has been unproductive. hours wasted playing online games and watching reruns. although i should be working harder since it's only a week away...but i think this is a classic case of burn out. i've been studying for more than a month! and i still got about a month to go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm sick of it! bleh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;[p.s. i seem to get an increase in visitors whenever i post. so, i'm wondering if you got here from pressing the 'next blog' button or isit from the blogger dashboard? really appreciate it if you would satisfy my curiosity. thanks.]&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/10663895-111630361499561548?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111630361499561548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111630361499561548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111630361499561548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111630361499561548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleh.html' title='bleh!'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111610388051884614</id><published>2005-05-15T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serial addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;the problem with serials are that i can't help not watching them. no matter how lame it gets, i just keep on watching. i don't know if it's just me or what? but the reason i keep on watching is just because i've been watching it so far. i'm not just talking about the o.c. here. gilmore girls has started to become lame too. which is really sad since it was really something i always looked forward too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;others include harry potter. i just watched the newest trailer and although that book didn't go down well with me, i still feel like i &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to watch the movie. i think 3 is the lucky number 'cos the third book was really the best. with shopaholic too. i just finished reading book 4, &lt;em&gt;shopaholic and sister&lt;/em&gt;, and i think she should've just stopped at &lt;em&gt;shopaholic ties the knot. &lt;/em&gt;or i should've stopped reading. but like i said, i couldn't help myself. and i think i will still read harry potter and the half-blood prince when i get my hands on it. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;but i've managed to find myself a fresh new series to follow. it's called &lt;em&gt;house &lt;/em&gt;and it's like a medical &lt;em&gt;c.s.i.&lt;/em&gt; but with more jokes. watch it and tell your friends too, so that it'll be easier and faster for me to download it next time. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;on another note. i think i really am a social retard. i've lost all ability to come up with small talk. it all started in the kitchen when i met one of my flatmates. she said hi, i said hi, we exchanged the how are you's? but after that my mind was blank and there was silence... maybe another reason could be that i just woke up. but i still feel retarded. and because i haven't met half of my flatmates either when i've moved in for two weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;anyways, exam season in lse will officially start monday but my exams start a week later. hehe..lucky me. so to all those in lse who come by, i wish you all the best of luck and hope u get the best results possible! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;[p.s. i'm going home on the 17th of june! ]&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/10663895-111610388051884614?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111610388051884614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111610388051884614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111610388051884614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111610388051884614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/serial-addict.html' title='serial addict'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111543575686517719</id><published>2005-05-07T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;busy, busy, busy. and hopeless. i know, i know, i say this all the time but then i go on and do well either way. but this time, i really can't help feeling i won't. every single paper i look at, doesn't look good. it's the time of year again when killing yourself seems to be the better option. like a friend said, "at least i don't have to take the exams."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;on to happier things. i've comfortably moved in. everything. even the table. and as u can see, the room is quite cosy. haven't met many flatmates yet. oni one. could be that i don't really eat at the usual hours or i'm subconciously avoiding them because i'm that antisocial. that's all i have to say. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new home &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;edit: i'm sorry i did not give her credit earlier..but lisa helped me take apart the table. yay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111543575686517719?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111543575686517719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111543575686517719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111543575686517719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111543575686517719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-edge.html' title='on the edge'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111482534552138161</id><published>2005-04-30T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>table woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="family: trebuchet ms;color:#000066;" &gt;just wanted to leave a short note but it's too long for the tag-board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i can't get my table apart!!! omg...i'm so pissed at myself. when i put it together i was frustrated it wouldn't stick so i put alot of glue and now i want it apart it won't come apart. damn the table. i really hate to just leave it (plus they might charge me to remove it...i don't know...i hope not). so anyone who wants a table and can figure a way to transport it, please take it! actually, that was just a plea to no one in particular. i just feel kinda upset about it right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw, i missed a chance to get a signature from kim catrall just because i wasn't in the right mood to go out. some people are just so lucky.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111482534552138161?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111482534552138161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111482534552138161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111482534552138161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111482534552138161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/table-woes.html' title='table woes'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111454659364177406</id><published>2005-04-27T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;actually i don't really have anything to say. nothing exciting (other than last weekend's race). and nothing new. so far i've been studying 'introduction to econometrics' and moving back and forth from my hall to my flat. but i've noticed a lack of activity so i thought i'd make some up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;i realised that i really don't have as many things as i thought i would have. i've really just confined my shopping to getting new furniture for my room when i first moved in. so, this actually means i don't have that many things quantity wise but i do have a giant table which i'm not too sure what i'm gonna do about. and also a big double duvet for my tiny single bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;i realised how lonely it's going to be moving back into halls when i first stepped into my room. it brought back memories of when i first stepped into room 133B last year. plus, i'm not too keen on meeting people either. i think it's because i've been such a recluse this year that whatever lil' social skills i might have had have dissapeared. although i usually just hole up in my room and keep the door shut, at least the people in the other rooms were friends and i could get the social interaction i needed from them. now, no one will even come visit... and i'm too cheap to visit 'cos i ain't got a bus pass anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;ok, i'm just kidding. that might've sound quite depressing and although it might be, it ain't that bad. the good thing about the place is there's a fried chicken outlet just outside the door! haha...instant dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm gonna miss my room, my flat, my sucky neighbourhood. actually, i realised that the whole of pimlico is really posh and as you walk towards sloane square there are really nice flats and houses. i just think i'm lucky to live in this area even though i got the cheapest part of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;that's longer than usual. that's just 'cos i'm really letting it flow here... the crap that is.&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/10663895-111454659364177406?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111454659364177406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111454659364177406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111454659364177406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111454659364177406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111433675018649655</id><published>2005-04-24T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysian idol rejects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;malaysian idol will be back for a second season starting 27th may and not only will the annoying duo of jien and cheryl be back, &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/4/24/nation/10775420&amp;sec=nation"&gt;'man in sexy yellow shorts'&lt;/a&gt; will be back too. i can't actually remember what song he sang but i do remember him touching himself and shaking his booty alot! although he is singing a 'safer' song this time, i really wonder what his performance will be like this time ('cos he's also touching himself in the photograph). but there's a good chance that i won't be back in time to see it. so, all those back in m'sia, if you catch the episode of the penang auditions, tell me how it goes. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&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/10663895-111433675018649655?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111433675018649655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111433675018649655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111433675018649655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111433675018649655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/malaysian-idol-rejects.html' title='malaysian idol rejects'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111426741940147031</id><published>2005-04-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm relocating to room 8 in flat 507, 159 Great Dover Street. hehe...don't really know the address yet. went to have a look at it yesterday and boy was it tiny. certainly smaller than my current room. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/048.gif" /&gt; but i shouldn't complain. at least i've got my own (tiny) toilet and a (tiny) fridge in my room. not to mention a bed without pillows and the best thing, a huge clean kitchen. thank god for clean flatmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;so, moving in date is the 30th of april. volunteers can come over to the old place anytime around lunch or meet me at the new place. food will be provided afterwards. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/993.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;on a different note, i can't do my homework! i can't blame it on the holidays because i have been studying. i don't know why but i just don't know the answers and i'm not anywhere near to finding them. i can't remember nuts and because exams are near it's even more depressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111426741940147031?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111426741940147031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111426741940147031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111426741940147031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111426741940147031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-room.html' title='a new room'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111356852293859633</id><published>2005-04-15T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rise and fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;first i was upset because i didn't think that i would get to go to the concert. then my friend told me he'd like to go too so i was happy. then a few hours later he calls it off and i'm upset again up until earlier today when i found the textbook that i really needed from the library and it was a 3 day loan book. so yeah, i'm easily satisfied but easily dissapointed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'd like to whine, whine and whine and then wallow in self pity somemore about how i ain't going to the concert 'cos i'm such an ass and a scared freak, but the feeling has passed and no one has to hear about it. although i think my shrink by email has heard it all before (the last time that oasis came over to singapore). it's the same shit, different situation and place but i still don't feel the compelling need to change my shit. i guess that's why people are growing up while i still feel like a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sometimes i just ask myself why can't i stop talking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111356852293859633?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111356852293859633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111356852293859633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111356852293859633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111356852293859633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/rise-and-fall.html' title='rise and fall'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111350248763579524</id><published>2005-04-15T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oasis is coming to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;yes. oasis is gonna play a few club gigs in london. am i going? prolly not. i'm to afraid to go alone and i only found someone who might wanna go but then asks me who else is going. so i doubt that'll happen. the worse thing is that tickets go on sale tomorrow morning and i found out about it this afternoon. which means that i've been asking just anyone i can think of to go with me. i'm just obsessing over it for the moment that's why i need to write it down to try to get over it. i think i should just go and forget about waiting for other people 'cos none of my friends agree with my taste in music. but then again, i don't dare. &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/10663895-111350248763579524?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111350248763579524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111350248763579524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111350248763579524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111350248763579524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/oasis-is-coming-to-town.html' title='oasis is coming to town'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111336327756994022</id><published>2005-04-13T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:51.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;in case you've been wondering, "where's huiyi these days?", i've been staying in. just studying. it's like all i ever do is eat, sleep and study. how sad? but that's what happens when you don't keep up with your work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;it's not that i'm at home 'cos i need to study so much. it's more laziness and cheapness. see, my bus pass expired and it's not possible for me to walk so the cost of going out is much higher now. but i think i really need to. i need help with work. but i'm so scared to go to the library 'cos i know how packed it'll be. damn kiasu fellas at LSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;to thisguy, let's discuss the managerial papers when we've both done it. and to everyone else (seems like the whole world is busy with school now), hang in there and best of luck! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&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/10663895-111336327756994022?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111336327756994022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111336327756994022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111336327756994022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111336327756994022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/home-alone.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111273803520604193</id><published>2005-04-06T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voyeurism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;did i spell that correctly? anyways, i just realised how i like reading about my friends lives thru their blogs. but so far, i've only got three actively blogging friends. so, once they don't update i've got nothing to read. well, i could make more friends or........ you guys can start blogging. so, come on.... &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;actually, i don't really think of myself as a blogger. i come here when i feel i've got nothing better to do. which is now, the time i need to do some other more important things a.k.a. study. the thing with studying is you get sick of it. and whenever i wanna do something else, i feel that i must do something productive or else i'm better off studying. but i can't find anything productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;life sucks! and then you die....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;[p.s. i need some change here. gimme ideas. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111273803520604193?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111273803520604193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111273803520604193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111273803520604193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111273803520604193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/voyeurism.html' title='voyeurism'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111264229101113093</id><published>2005-04-05T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;bruges is really a lovely city. it's old and the buildings are well maintained. you'll really feel you're in another world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN14381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; padding: 5px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN14381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely bruges covered in fog &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;here are pictures of my trip to &lt;a href="http://www.gfoto.com/UserAlbum.asp?uid=9FB7FCE11ADA409EA89F71BBBB46A5C4&amp;alid=65287"&gt;holland&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.gfoto.com/UserAlbum.asp?uid=9FB7FCE11ADA409EA89F71BBBB46A5C4&amp;amp;alid=65534"&gt;belgium&lt;/a&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/10663895-111264229101113093?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111264229101113093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111264229101113093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111264229101113093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111264229101113093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-in-time.html' title='back in time'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111254334064322885</id><published>2005-04-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's more than just sex and drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i didn't go to amsterdam just to see the red light district. there's not much to do there in the daytime anyways. so we were taken to a clogs and cheese factory which was basically a place where they bring tourists and entertain them with some simple demonstrations on how to make cheese and clogs and then cut their throats at the gift shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clogs&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;the dutch are also famous for their windmills. you can see them everywhere but apparently this is the only one which is still in use... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;windmills &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;the one thing that intrigued me was the bicycle filled streets which resembled china more than europe. oh...and the way they sell their fast food too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bicycles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 'febo' fast food &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i've uploaded my first installment of photos (in kent). so, go have a &lt;a href="http://www.gfoto.com/UserAlbum.asp?uid=9FB7FCE11ADA409EA89F71BBBB46A5C4&amp;amp;alid=64959"&gt;look&lt;/a&gt; if you wish. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1015.gif" /&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/10663895-111254334064322885?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111254334064322885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111254334064322885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111254334064322885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111254334064322885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-more-than-just-sex-and-drugs.html' title='it&apos;s more than just sex and drugs'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111236648611900693</id><published>2005-04-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's legal in amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;went to amsterdam with my family. so all we did was go to a live sex show and walk around looking at hoes in windows. didn't visit any coffeeshops or smartshops. it's funny how we go to coffeeshops in m'sia looking for a cup of white coffee and some buttered toast but a coffeeshop in amsterdam is where you get your weed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;i'm sorry to say i didn't manage to take any pics inside the sex show. photography is strictly prohibited. you can't even use your handphone. but i can give you a brief description of what was in the show. just imagine porn but with more style. someting like a musical except they don't sing, but they have sex to the rythmn of the music. there were some freak shows too, like a girl smoking a cigar with her pussy. it's actually more entertaining than porn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;photography of the hoes are strictly prohibited too. didn't even dare try. was scared the big black ones will come charging out of their rooms at me. but i was really curious how much they charged. saw some fellas asking the girl but didn't see anyone actually going in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red light district &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guide to prostitution &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;there was more to the trip than just amsterdam but it's just not as interesting. had mussles in brussels and waffles in bruges and a tour of the 'theatre of dreams'. but i'll leave that for some other time, maybe. i'll tell you when i upload my pics and when you can have a look at the lovely dutch seaside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111236648611900693?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111236648611900693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111236648611900693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111236648611900693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111236648611900693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/04/everythings-legal-in-amsterdam.html' title='everything&apos;s legal in amsterdam'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111171239959193485</id><published>2005-03-25T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;been a tiring past few days. had to be tour guide to my parents. not only that, with them around i have to wake up at 9am. far too early for me. i'm just halfway there and i've still got halfway more of my vacation with them to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;already went travelling around kent for the past 4 days. now after a lil' stopover in london we're going off to holland and belgium for another 4 days. then off to manchester again before returning to london to see my parents off to m'sia. very hectic. so to everyone, happy easter and happy studying. will join the library/study room gang soon. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/640/DSCN1172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/3454/320/DSCN1172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the 'garden of england' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;[p.s. how can someone be so famous just from blogging? i don't even find &lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2005/03/ambassador-xiaxue.html"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; interesting! but i guess the majority of people do.]&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/10663895-111171239959193485?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111171239959193485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111171239959193485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111171239959193485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111171239959193485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/03/tiring-vacation.html' title='tiring vacation'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111119273013800033</id><published>2005-03-19T08:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>california!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i've just finished watching the latest episode of the o.c. and i'm starting to see the flaws again. weak script, lack of acting talent and a lame story line. it looks like a high school play. it was interesting at the begining of season 2 cos they came up with all sorta new scandals but now after seeing seth happy i don't know what to watch for anymore. but i'll still keep downloading every friday morning and keep watching it in hopes that something juicy will come up in the writers' minds. so, to you o.c. fans out there, just leave me a lil' something telling me why you watch it (other than to watch seth cohen). i really am curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;btw, here's some &lt;a href="http://63days.blogspot.com"&gt;real life drama&lt;/a&gt; i thought i'd share with you. it's my new addiction. and a happy holidays to all you lse students! i'll be seeing you guys in the library soon. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1020.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111119273013800033?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111119273013800033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111119273013800033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111119273013800033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663895/posts/default/111119273013800033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/2005/03/california_19.html' title='california!'/><author><name>huizers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12931683106416591738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111093985581009642</id><published>2005-03-16T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;today has to be one of the most unlucky days for me. was going to write a detailed account, but it's too long. basically, the bus i got onto has to stop halfway. then i get caught in a massive jam that was like the worse i've ever seen in that area. then i realised that i forgot my keys and had to go chasing after my housemates. then i get onto another bus hoping to take some kinda short cut but end up missing the bus that goes straight home. and at the end of it all i was quite frustrated and felt like crying in the middle of the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;but then i realise it ain't too bad. i didn't have to wait that long for the bus. not more than 5 minutes. and my housemates decided to stop and wait for me so that they could pass me their key (so grateful!). and i got some exercise trying to chase after their bus. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;i've been very superstitious lately. i'm thinking that if small little 'good' things happen to me, then my landlord my suddenly decide not to kick us out till after exams. but since i've been feeling rather crappy and out of luck these past two days, i doubt that'll happen. just bracing myself for the bad news. d-day was supposed to be monday, but he said he couldn't find out. so an ultimatum has been given....tomorrow (wednesday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111093985581009642?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111093985581009642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663895.post-111061953849173064</id><published>2005-03-12T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:35:50.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;since i have an essay due on monday and my birthday was months ago, i was inspired to compile a list of 21 things that i would like for my 21st belated birthday as presented below in no particular order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;both kill bill dvds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or the kill bill soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an official oasis t-shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a denim jacket (i prefer &lt;a href="http://www.oldnavy.com/TagHTML/Tools/EnlargedImage.html?bigimage=/assets/product/big/ona250649-01b.jpgprodname=Women%27s%20Basic%20Stretch-Denim%20Jackets&amp;prodid=250649&amp;amp;asShownIn=Midnight%20Denim"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; style)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;something from the &lt;a href="http://www.paperchase.sv04.net/index.php?search=retro&amp;f=itemlist.php&amp;amp;t=searchlist.htm"&gt;retro range&lt;/a&gt; in paperchase (maybe the photo album in red) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a trip to rome/barcelona&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a huge, yummy cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tickets to watch liverpool play at the kop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a book, something fiction but not sci-fi (haven't read 'prozac nation')&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take me to the movies to watch 'be cool'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or take me to the theatre to watch joshua jackson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a t-shirt with some funny saying in front&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anything cool from muji, maybe this &lt;a href="http://www.mujionline.com/shop_uk/productpage.asp?PID=424"&gt;bag&lt;/a&gt; or this &lt;a href="http://www.mujionline.com/shop_uk/productpage.asp?PID=293"&gt;clock&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.mujionline.com/shop_uk/productpage.asp?PID=395"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.mujionline.com/shop_uk/productpage.asp?PID=384"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.mujionline.com/shop_uk/productpage.asp?PID=155"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a pretty scarf with many colours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a car to drive when i'm back in malaysia, you don't have to buy it, loaning me your car is fine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;scrubs/gilmore girls dvd set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a place to store my things over summer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or if i'm unlucky, a hand to move my things &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a nice dinner anywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a &lt;a href="http://www.uhrendirect.de/shop/images/artikel/20405.jpg"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;just a simple card or 2 sent to my flat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ok, the last 2 things don't really count since i got them already but it's not easy thinking of 21 things! i don't really want everything there. actually, i do want everything there but i don't want my friends to go out and get them for me. but there are still quite a few present options. so, are you girls proud of me that i finally told you what i want? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663895-111061953849173064?l=strokingithard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strokingithard.blogspot.com/feeds/111061953849173064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663895&amp;postID=111061953849173064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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