<?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-28832651</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:59:04.893+01:00</updated><category term='updates about life'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Zhen-ism</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about fun things in life 
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.....................................</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-6837302022651801950</id><published>2007-06-26T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:08:23.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally~ THE END</title><content type='html'>A huge mix of emotions..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that everything went well and I couldn't be more happy to come back and work. But in the mean time, loads of memories are flashing back. Remembering the days when I just arrived in London with Tao, he has already graduated last year and had been working for nearly a year. And then the excitement of exploring London, taking the tube to places that I have never been then. I admit I was quite a bastard for not joining my friends enough during my first two years, but I think I have made it up for the last two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got here, I was staying at uncle teddy's place *which is pretty tight spaced*; and after about a week, I was in Garden Hall, and met some interesting people there. Sherin, the now going to be Lehman Brother's banker; Nicole, the Stanford grad; Chang Yong, the trusty singapore General going to be and loads of others that I might even have forgotten their names but remembered their faces. Alot of people came and went during this four years, but it was hell of a ride. There were ups and downs, but equally memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my coursemates whom I have spent my past four years with, you guys were the best ! *in no order*, I thank........ Sherin, Pav, Shery(yanyan), Lena, Reem, Colman, Jess, Ralph, Dena, Shawn, Nasser, even Zohaib =) and loads of others............. Materials wouldnt have rocked soo much without every single one of them. People might looks down at materials people and always claim that it is easy to do it, tell them to come and take the course then. And we have the most diverse of people who will be doing the most interesting jobs around =) I salute all of you !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danyey.co.uk/lon166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.danyey.co.uk/lon166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside RSM, Materials Department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, there are friends that have been around as well, such as Tock !! The undead of Imperial grads, he is the luckiest guy with exams. I wish you best of luck and will definitely see you around. The three angels *since i am Charlie*, the three most wonderful juniors I have met so far haha. Without missing out the thai princess, J; whom is pretty but sometimes I think she is a huge bimbo, hahahahaha. Peiru, who hopefully be back for her phd. Some goes to Thong, the hilarious Reading dude that I met on the plane. Speaking of which that I have made quite a few good friends on the plane by travelling to and from London =) Lastly, I would also thank Vanjean for being here and made my university life something more special. Though a late entrance, she does made a huge difference in my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would miss the student life but oh well, we know life goes on rite. It is time to flip a page in my life and write a brand new one. If i ever miss IC, since Qiting is still going to have 3 years, I might just visit or use the gym for free *with his card* HARHARHAR !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sdmc.i2r.a-star.edu.sg/icaas/gifs/flaggellah-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sdmc.i2r.a-star.edu.sg/icaas/gifs/flaggellah-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen's Tower;&lt;br /&gt;That is the largest JELLY flag on earth. Damn you singaporeans !!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imperial.ac.uk/conferences/images/pics/sk/great_hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.imperial.ac.uk/conferences/images/pics/sk/great_hall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great Hall, My Malaysian Nite memories. 2003-2007 ; Yes I was involved EVERY year !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla everybOOOOdayyy~ I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all back in London or just meet up in KL k !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The never-stopping Rocker !&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-6837302022651801950?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6837302022651801950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=6837302022651801950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/6837302022651801950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/6837302022651801950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-end.html' title='Finally~ THE END'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-4470347052154821165</id><published>2007-05-14T16:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:32:32.226+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>My Song - Infinite</title><content type='html'>This is the second of the three songs i had to submit for my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all like it, it is my favourite of the three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/18J1lPJL9KI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/18J1lPJL9KI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE ENERGY eh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-4470347052154821165?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4470347052154821165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=4470347052154821165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/4470347052154821165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/4470347052154821165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-song-infinite.html' title='My Song - Infinite'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-4236146078603179405</id><published>2007-05-11T03:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:58:35.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>My Song - Bells</title><content type='html'>This is my first techno composition while taking my Music Tech classes in Imperial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all like it, or at least DONT HATE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxS5YZ8_pJQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxS5YZ8_pJQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-4236146078603179405?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4236146078603179405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=4236146078603179405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/4236146078603179405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/4236146078603179405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-song-bells.html' title='My Song - Bells'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-7378978889461966789</id><published>2007-05-09T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:09:44.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>abit the FURY</title><content type='html'>I didnt talk about this alot to alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am just abit too pissed to find out something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a GREAT housemate last year whom everyone thinks that he is a nice person. And most important thing of all, he talked behind our backs after we moved seperate ways (me and another person). All because he thinks that we were not competent enough to stay with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both kept quiet and think that maybe we shouldnt get involve in all this nonsense, fine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the whole 2000 over pound deposit thingy. he asked me to do it, I did do it. The agent did email me and asked me whom to release the money to, he said he wanted it so he would distribute it to us. I kindly agreed and didnt think too much. In the end, he told us he didnt receive the money........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five months NOW, i got an email from the agent telling us that the money had been sent out in christmas. How can that GREAT housemate never knew about the money ? common everyone in this world knows that he is super TIGHT with his money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it. he says he didnt knew about it. I just called him today to Norway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe there are people like this in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-7378978889461966789?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7378978889461966789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=7378978889461966789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/7378978889461966789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/7378978889461966789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/05/abit-fury.html' title='abit the FURY'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-3775123050931786638</id><published>2007-04-23T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:22:56.170+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates about life'/><title type='text'>Little Update</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If those of you still visit this once in a while, I am glad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Good News !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an offer for a job here in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with an auditing firm, Deliotte; though not investment banking like I really wanted, this is the next best thing, I am pretty grateful that I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still need my 2nd upper to get the job properly, which i would die die vomit out it anyway. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, everything is fine here, Me and Jean had a great holiday together over the whole easter break. She can't wait to fly back, I can't seem to be ready to go back yet @@; Somehow four years just passes by within a blink of an eye, soo many things happened; soo many things changed....... hmmmm........ when would I die then ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense aside, a few pictures of the recent GREAT weather. Courtesy of Tock, with compliments from Belinda &amp; Chuen Huey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv4oSxuhqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/srnrynI-wAY/s1600-h/P1110606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056408377772377762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv4oSxuhqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/srnrynI-wAY/s400/P1110606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tock with the purple convict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv44CxuhrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GGERglNFxM0/s1600-h/P1110616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056408648355317426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv44CxuhrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GGERglNFxM0/s400/P1110616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Belinda busy on phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv5IyxuhsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w1jVu7n8p84/s1600-h/P1110622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056408936118126274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv5IyxuhsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/w1jVu7n8p84/s400/P1110622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This would be the 'Flying Zhen'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Many thanks to the cameraman -Tock and his trusted camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone of you peeps interested for an Island trip back home, please feel free to contact me k !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer LONELY but still ROXX !=p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-3775123050931786638?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3775123050931786638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=3775123050931786638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/3775123050931786638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/3775123050931786638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-update.html' title='Little Update'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/Riv4oSxuhqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/srnrynI-wAY/s72-c/P1110606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-3921852390085761096</id><published>2007-02-15T00:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:51:41.404Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Valentine's 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;DONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have actually never really celebrated Valentine's with anyone yet, so Jean was the first lucky girl to do so with me *hahaha*&lt;br /&gt;Due to the SURPRISE element that I wanted to give her, we had to wake up so early in the morning, *all I told her was that we were going to a posh restaurant somewhere FAR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just as I expected, she only realised we were heading to PARIS when we needed to check for our passports !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so....................... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOxSM6gS2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5w_KfRG-D4w/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031560134965349218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOxSM6gS2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5w_KfRG-D4w/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here I am in GARD DE NORD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOxjM6gS3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3RpideqSOp0/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031560427023125362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOxjM6gS3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/3RpideqSOp0/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is Jean due to lack of sleep in the morning ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I hadn't plan the trip in Paris apart from GETTING THERE, we had to rely on our very good navigator "myself", and our well spoken English. First thing we head for was the LOURVE, die die also must see the Mona Lisa, getting ourselves accustomed to the French Metro system , I must say that now I love London sooooooo much, the tube is sooo easy compared to the METRO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOyYc6gS5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/KsX1RpZnZDQ/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031561341851159442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOyYc6gS5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/KsX1RpZnZDQ/s200/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOyQs6gS4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OBMojWba6Bw/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031561208707173250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOyQs6gS4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OBMojWba6Bw/s200/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their METRO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we got out of the station LOURVE-RIVOLI, we were greeted by RAIN and had no idea where we should head..... then we saw this nice building.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOzg86gS6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uoV-WXzPPyc/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031562587391675298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOzg86gS6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uoV-WXzPPyc/s200/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this was actually the BACKSIDE of the lourve =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO0Ac6gS7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/u2sm3jlWSnc/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031563128557554610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO0Ac6gS7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/u2sm3jlWSnc/s200/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;first photo we took together *hence ulgy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Our way through the puzzle of buildings after we realised we have gotten to the Lourve !! Got excited and took tons of photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031563566644218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO0Z86gS8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZqLxgcZxPkk/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031564236659117010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1A86gS9I/AAAAAAAAABE/CNNIvC2851Q/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we queued and got in and realised today was FREE ADMITTANCE to the MUSEE, hurray, and then below are some pictures from the Egyptian Gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1tM6gS-I/AAAAAAAAABM/c4ZRbHcjBrk/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031564996868328418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1tM6gS-I/AAAAAAAAABM/c4ZRbHcjBrk/s200/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me and Ramseys II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1x86gS_I/AAAAAAAAABU/zKGbaXVHV_4/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031565078472707058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1x86gS_I/AAAAAAAAABU/zKGbaXVHV_4/s200/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jean and Coffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1286gTAI/AAAAAAAAABc/3DaDf4m3z6E/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031565164372052994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO1286gTAI/AAAAAAAAABc/3DaDf4m3z6E/s200/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Qizhen and COFFINSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prized LAWS OF HAMURABI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031566388437732370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO2-M6gTBI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZLQdS0oUJrc/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;then we saw the Mona Lisa and alot of other very OLD stuff that we dont know what is it .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We head of to our next destination .........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031566942488513570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO3ec6gTCI/AAAAAAAAABs/0LmAoQkm4sw/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4Kc6gTDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KiaAk8jRynE/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031567698402757682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4Kc6gTDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KiaAk8jRynE/s200/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4jM6gTEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NAud4OYZFjw/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031568123604520002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4jM6gTEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NAud4OYZFjw/s200/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4u86gTFI/AAAAAAAAACE/sKwH4PmETgk/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031568325467982930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO4u86gTFI/AAAAAAAAACE/sKwH4PmETgk/s200/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO5O86gTGI/AAAAAAAAACM/UDhEQwZF99A/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031568875223796834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO5O86gTGI/AAAAAAAAACM/UDhEQwZF99A/s200/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO5f86gTHI/AAAAAAAAACU/6OwpfyvUplI/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031569167281572978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO5f86gTHI/AAAAAAAAACU/6OwpfyvUplI/s200/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed back to Gard du Nord because it was already 6pm, our train leaves at 8.45pm.... on the way back we stopped by the famous NOTRE DAME &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031570314037841026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO6is6gTII/AAAAAAAAACc/WMg9Nn0m0U8/s200/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We then proceed back to the station and quickly have takeaways and randomly walked around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The whole trip was short but packed with adventurous bits, we didnt had proper meals and was drenched in rain !! But I am sure both of us will never forget this trip =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031571151556463762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdO7Tc6gTJI/AAAAAAAAACk/vkX0LJ25Oxk/s400/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISHED ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/28832651-3921852390085761096?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3921852390085761096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=3921852390085761096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/3921852390085761096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/3921852390085761096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-2007.html' title='Valentine&apos;s 2007'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4UJtluQt380/RdOxSM6gS2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5w_KfRG-D4w/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-1576851172641377263</id><published>2007-02-08T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:36:11.190Z</updated><title type='text'>The First Valentine Celebration</title><content type='html'>Hehe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE doesnt know what is going to happen yet.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I have already planned it.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENCE she is going to FREAK OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY first valentines celebration still =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY sure she will not check out the blog, and stole her PASSPORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESTINATION............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;£&lt;/span&gt;$&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;^&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;.*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;£&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Qizhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-1576851172641377263?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1576851172641377263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=1576851172641377263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/1576851172641377263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/1576851172641377263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-valentine-celebration.html' title='The First Valentine Celebration'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116775948242385048</id><published>2007-01-02T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:53:07.420Z</updated><title type='text'>Sweden 2006</title><content type='html'>My first vacation with VanJean, together with Logan (the roommate) and Eunice (the skinny one) and Christine (the secretive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make a trip up to the north artic circle because we know that we might not be able to make it when we are older, tropical monkeys cannot really adapt too well in extremely cold weather. So Sweden was the place we chose, stockholm might seem abit too MILD , hence we made sure our Adventure was more memorable by going up north to KIRUNA, the northern most town of sweden, 165km into the artic circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we started the trip:&lt;br /&gt;Because we wanted to save money, we took the earliest possible/cheapest flight from ryan air, which departs at 6.40am. Together with Siaoyao and gang whom are going to Italy, we decided that sleeping in the airport would be the most ideal instead of rushing to the airport at 3 in the morning. hence .................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/536418/P1000691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/344151/P1000691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spot where Eunice is "taking care" of our bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Eunice was looking after the baggage "literally crawlling all over them" ; logan &amp; christine went off to take pictures; hence me and fifi foo were looking for things to do ........ EAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/356585/Picture%20168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/964226/Picture%20168.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/281576/Picture%20170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/338239/Picture%20170.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that this is 3am in the morning, but what to do we cannot sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi cannot tahan either, so she took over the role as the baggage controller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/190466/Picture%20173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/969897/Picture%20173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice woke up and started reading Vanity Fair ~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time has come, we checked in our bag *only christine*, went through the immigrations, neglected the tempting Baileys *2 for 20* and arrived in Stockholm's Skavsta airport. The airport had a very IKEA feel to it, so bare and simple, total contrast to KLIA and Heathrow; The immigration officers didnt really trust five of us and ask us hell loads of questions, i have a feeling it is because fifi was wearing pink and i was wearing IGUANA green, Logan was Blue, Christine was dirty green and Eunice was black with a Vanity Fair book =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO we got through the immigrations, bought our first thing in sweden, their bus ticket, cost us 300 kroners *thats 150 ringgit* and heading towards the city centre which is 1hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ~~ Blogger doesnt allow me to upload more photos AGAIN !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will continue in another post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116775948242385048?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116775948242385048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116775948242385048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116775948242385048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116775948242385048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweden-2006.html' title='Sweden 2006'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116605416324528886</id><published>2006-12-13T23:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:56:03.260Z</updated><title type='text'>The fall..................</title><content type='html'>I was really lucky to be able to compete with such competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I did my best, and had a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I know it is not the end if Qizhen yet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall come back and next time i will be much prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whom have wished me luck, I received it and thank you all; I will need it again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that wont kill you will make you stronger, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116605416324528886?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116605416324528886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116605416324528886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116605416324528886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116605416324528886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/12/fall.html' title='The fall..................'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116466170403677940</id><published>2006-11-27T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:08:24.060Z</updated><title type='text'>continued ~ London eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/928891/London%20Eye%20181106%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/384959/London%20Eye%20181106%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody, we pretend to be up in the london eye and photoshopped this photo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/800227/London%20Eye%20181106%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/316882/London%20Eye%20181106%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night LIGHTS of london&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/549675/London%20Eye%20181106%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/893126/London%20Eye%20181106%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Ben at night , love the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/1600/218315/London%20Eye%20181106%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/671/3060/320/928368/London%20Eye%20181106%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kampung girl taking photo at the waterloo bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London eye is a must visit feat if you are ever travelling to London, it is just spectacular by itself; but make sure that the weather is good that day, knowing london has FOUR seasons A DAY. The queue might be a tad long but it is worth it. Romantic occasions does come with a price =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up, we went to a nice spanish restaurant later and Jean was laughing to herself whenever she sees food being served. Due to extreme hunger, we DEVOURED the food within minutes of it being served, hence no photo was quick enough to capture them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plus Jean always store old photos in her camera, so no more space for new ones*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116466170403677940?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116466170403677940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116466170403677940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116466170403677940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116466170403677940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/11/continued-london-eye.html' title='continued ~ London eye'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116396142995023064</id><published>2006-11-19T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:49:15.310Z</updated><title type='text'>London Eye (~finally~)</title><content type='html'>Four years in london, and finally i managed the LONDON EYE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*funky colours*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse, the reason I went was because of a kampung girl from uxbridge la ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Super Duper Ultra Extreme long queue of TWO hours ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the capsules *so cool aint it ? they call like that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the plan was to take the SUNSET TRIP, but somehow due to london's underground problem and my bowel issues, we missed it and got the NIGHT FLIGHT instead, *again, cool way to make a ferries wheel trip interesting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos before the FLIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice view of Big old BEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MASSIVE-NESS of the EYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finally IN THE CAPSULE ~~ *woohoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/London%20Eye%20181106%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/London%20Eye%20181106%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kampung girl pretending to be cool, although it is TOO COLD for her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow blogger doesnt allow me to post anymore photos, i will do so ASAP once i am able to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116396142995023064?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116396142995023064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116396142995023064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116396142995023064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116396142995023064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/11/london-eye-finally.html' title='London Eye (~finally~)'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116342017661688151</id><published>2006-11-13T12:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:16:16.633Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Post: Van Jean</title><content type='html'>May you have a great year ahead and lets have tons of fun together ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/VanJean%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/VanJean%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/VanJean%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/VanJean%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho, Happy Birthday to you !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/VanJean%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/VanJean%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Face small cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/VanJean%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/VanJean%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the favourite "光"头 shot . damn~~ it is scary =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116342017661688151?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116342017661688151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116342017661688151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116342017661688151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116342017661688151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-post-van-jean.html' title='Birthday Post: Van Jean'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116282536648928767</id><published>2006-11-06T15:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:04:28.710Z</updated><title type='text'>I want to be FREE ~</title><content type='html'>My Goodness.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPLICATIONS ARE GOING TO SUCK ME DRY ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS KINDA BORING ADY AGAIN !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYDAY I SPLIT MYSELF TO TWO PARTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banker Qz &amp; Engineer Qz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what should i do people ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116282536648928767?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116282536648928767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116282536648928767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116282536648928767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116282536648928767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-to-be-free.html' title='I want to be FREE ~'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116187752903492315</id><published>2006-10-26T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T16:45:29.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Review</title><content type='html'>Until I am preparing all these applications only i realised that i have not really pushed myself to the limits all these while....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have accomplished alot, but not impressively. Life has been ups and downs all these while. While life can be interesting, it could be harmful to your CV !!! I need more to be an impressive candidate for the banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your results are not EVERYTHING, but they are prove to what a person you are though... It reads your character. Yet Qizhen has finally arrived to yet another milestone where he needs to make a difference now. All these years, when it comes to moving to the next level, i will achieve it, whether with luck or plain "substance" , kakaka. Been through CH, then KTJ, and eventually IC, not too bad i guess. It is time for Qizhen to really get serious to make it into IBD now..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dont want to disappoint those who have always regard me as a "smart" person, i need to prove myself NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116187752903492315?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116187752903492315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116187752903492315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116187752903492315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116187752903492315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/10/self-review.html' title='Self Review'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116186206776760814</id><published>2006-10-26T12:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T12:27:47.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ber-EMO EMO (Graduation)</title><content type='html'>When you look at others graduating, especially those that were your classmates, friends that came together to this place few years back. You will have those memories all coming back to you.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, i know people doing three year courses and people doing four are different, but i just felt left out. haha, i know my "time" is still not up yet, but i just feel that people are just leaving ady. Life is getting as real as possible now. What stands between the future and I would be a GOOD JOB, nothing else really matters now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to ponder about, when i graduate, who will be there to give me loads of presents ? hahaha, may sound abit pussy here, but actually it is the crowd that turns out that matters most. Most people who reads this blog are currently back home in Malaysia, so why not you all just try to save up LOADS of money and come over here to give the good old qizhen a BOOST then...... I am a person who loves NOISE and COMPANY, remember that !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far only ONE person promised me that no matter what, she will definitely attend my graduation. I NEED MORE !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: things that you are meant to find, you will find them, this is life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/IMG_5780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/IMG_5780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddono's with Jean (not in picture)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116186206776760814?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116186206776760814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116186206776760814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116186206776760814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116186206776760814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/10/ber-emo-emo-graduation.html' title='Ber-EMO EMO (Graduation)'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-116155033287712001</id><published>2006-10-22T21:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:42:28.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Schumacher</title><content type='html'>The forever HERO in driving history in my opinion !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*passing his throne to the rising star - Fernando Alonso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will retire from F1 after this season&lt;br /&gt;But Schumacher will always be remembered for his ability to RACE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the years i have followed Formula 1, he was the person who made the race interesting, and also made it boring at some point because he was the only person winning after the departure of Mika Hakkinen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the challenge from the FIA together with Alonso, this year's championship was by far on of the most interesting throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the beginning of the season, it was seemed that Alonso was going to dominate the entire season, but Schumi together with Ferrari and new team mate Massa faught hard to stay ahead of the game. The race was neck to neck, Ferrari being able to fight back after the China Race, giving Schumacher the lead. But a tragic engine failure in Suzuka, Japan took his hopes of being 8th time world champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite trailing 10 points behind Alonso, he still pose to strike back in Brazil; yet another tragic fuel pump failure ripped him off taking the pole position and had to start 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race day saw the all time Brazillian football legend Pele giving a token of appreciation to Schumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race started, with Massa in the pole position and Alonso at 4th, Schumacher showed the world who is the daddy by lapping FOUR cars in the FIRST TWO LAPS !!!!, hence from 10th place at the starting grid, he was 6th just when the safety car came out ! *due to Rosberg's crash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things started to be showing the path of Schumacher's glory, his suffered a tyre punture immdiately after passing Fisichella's Renault after the safety car was removed. Embarrasingly dragging the carcass (the car) *as the commentators put it* into the pits, Schumacher was the first to pit that day and was very soon ONE LAP behind eveyone on the race. At that point i really thought he'd gave up and end his career with a technical fault/luck *it was believed that the debris from the Rosberg crash has cut a hole in his tyre*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all things, that was to happen to him at that time, no one else caught the debris....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coming out of the pits being the last in the lot, Schumacher faught like a mad man. Settling the fastest lap times all the way. Along the way, 5 cars retired; so he was the 17th (the last) .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came he did the impossible........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately after refuelling his car for the remain 29 laps of the race *since he pitted quite early, he was on a ONE STOP strategy* , he did the fastest lap of the day with fresh tyres..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this clearly shows what Schumacher was made of.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He managed to chase up to Fisichella once again and no matter how hard Fisichella tried to flung him off, he just kept bitting back, at last after 10 laps, Schumacher showed the tail light of the Ferrari to Fisichella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ferrari quickly caught the McLaren ahead, and Schumacher made it past with a very brave move as Raikkonen robustly defended his position at the first corner with three laps to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Button more than six seconds ahead in third place, that was as far as Schumacher would go, but his performance at least ensured he bowed out of F1 in style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the race, Massa was first, Alonso second, Button third.......; Alonso having the second championship win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schumacher finished fourth, but i know in many spectators opinion, that was hell of a race, from the pace of the prancing horse, you know that he was just one of the best EVER drivers to ever grace the circuit. Driving the same machine as his team-mate Massa, he was able to shrink the 70 seconds lead to only 24 at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schumacher showed the world that no matter what, if you are determined, you can do the impossible, there arent many out there that could just start from the rear and win the race, but Schumi can........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Legend -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Schumacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hereby dedicating this entry to my all time favourite driver/hero - Michael Schumacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auto.co.yu/img/download/MichaelSchumacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sport.rtl.de/michaelschumacher/wallpaper1_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sport.rtl.de/michaelschumacher/wallpaper1_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-116155033287712001?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/116155033287712001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=116155033287712001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116155033287712001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/116155033287712001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/10/michael-schumacher.html' title='Michael Schumacher'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115916801572168246</id><published>2006-09-25T07:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:42:01.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To my friends</title><content type='html'>here i would like to thank all of you whom had spent time with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*something like a credit roll, but if you are mentioned later doesnt mean you are less imporant ok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Khai Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so grateful that we got close after being seperated throughout these years =) . She was the first person to "entertaint" me when i arrived back in KL. Her time spent on me will be much appreciated !!! *who says that the arrangement is important ?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yvevonne (ppf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being my BOSS =), always supportive and listening to the problems i have. the movie sessions, the yumcha sessions, as well as our Thailand "session". basically appreciate that you are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;See Nit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in the same gang, i guess you have also listened patiently =) most importantly, giving me the opportunity to sing on stage soo many times during this summer hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Han &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funniest guy you can find on earth; i doubt you are gay ok =) haha, dont worry, i will lookout for you, i meant girls btw =p. his stupid jokes are always the best , gogo YLL / YLK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Vivian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess another one that spends most of her time for me. Never ceased to amazed how blur and slow she could get. ever since last summer when we got close, you have spent plenty of your precious time for me, thank you. she is one that lived up to the BIMBO lifestyle , kakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we are going to meet there, but still gotta thank you for those tennis sessions, those times when i "conned" you to go out. you are the only person that gets conned by me easily , hahahaha. p/s : i know you miss me.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mr. FY (f1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oldest friend i ever knew, always there when shit happens, and when shit doesnt happen, he is still always there *staying a few doors away* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. Chow (f2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will find another friend as true as this bastard ady. he can come up to your face and confront you anytime, hahaha. although there will be circumstances that stands between us, i know he is the one i can trust, no matter when and where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr. Sam (f3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last of which to composed the legendary EFF FOUR gang =) . though you are as crazy as ever, you will remain in the brotherhood forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J (a.k.a. thai princess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me; thanks for your hospitality in bangkok; a wonderful friend who can always help others and never herself , hahahaha. *you still owe me YOUR green curry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Eunice, Xiaoyao, Yihlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the modern day three "moosekateers" , having you three together in a same house will be DISASTEROUS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ms. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will forever be grateful that you helped me. without you i would never have overcame it myself. you might not forgive me, i understand and will forever be there if you needed any help. never intended to cause you any hell. sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;the yukchai/taman sea/dj peeps , Daniel, Tong, Thong, KH, Pei Yuan, CheeLay ............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously the list goes on but i could not afford any more time to write further *what an excuse* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those whom i havent met up with, i promise it will be for you peeps the next time if you all remember me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Qizhen (a.k.a. lonely rocker, devilzhen, BOTAK, f4, cheezel, qz....................)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115916801572168246?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115916801572168246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115916801572168246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115916801572168246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115916801572168246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-friends.html' title='To my friends'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115882349012927343</id><published>2006-09-21T08:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T08:35:45.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak Matsumoto</title><content type='html'>He is the first Asian to be endorsing a Gibson Les Paul and to have his own Signature model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not an extremely fast player, but definitely one that plays with SOUL. having played with Billy Sheehan and Steve Vai, he currently teams up with Mr Big's Ex frontman to form Tak Matsumoto Group TMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy "OH JAPAN, OUR TIME HAS COME =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TMG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/8UKQd5Bp-9E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/8UKQd5Bp-9E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tak Matsumoto pairing up with Ex Mr Big&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115882349012927343?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115882349012927343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115882349012927343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115882349012927343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115882349012927343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/09/tak-matsumoto_21.html' title='Tak Matsumoto'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115813809911220958</id><published>2006-09-13T09:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T10:01:39.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>little update</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had FLU &amp; sore throat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove down to JB to send J back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked back to own country *using the bridge*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being conned into watching " MORTUARY " *stupid shit* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went through a bit of a trouble with some people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with primary school mate JoonHun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINALLY met up with SiewWai &amp;amp; CheeLay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to start on report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am just plain lazy to write hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;updates soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Qizhen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115813809911220958?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115813809911220958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115813809911220958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115813809911220958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115813809911220958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-update.html' title='little update'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115733602850731961</id><published>2006-09-04T02:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T04:50:30.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Closure that I have been waiting for ..................</title><content type='html'>Karma seems to work its way as well. I wouldn’t deny the slightest bit that I am a vengeful person. I would be the nicest of all if you treat me well, but if even the slightest I am illtreated, I will bite back. But ofcourse I am also a very forgetful person, hence normally I just forget what people did to me after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as close friends would know, I was very depressed and bothered by something over the past years. And without denying it, I admit it took such a long time to get over it, or maybe some small parts are still lingering, but definitely a SMALL part. All these while, apart from looking for LURVE *heehee*, I seldom blog about “that” nor hung my dirty laundries to the public. But after yesterday when I met up with Audrey, I felt so relieved and it seems that burdens had been lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this would be that first ever public blogging about my past as well as the last since it is served as a “closure”for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her about 3 years (or more) back I guess, at the time when I was still extremely close to my cousin . She was the cousin’s close friend at that time and by some twist of fate, the first time I met her was at her birthday party at her house ! =) But nothing happened between us. I remembered her bubbly character, the “loudness” and those HUGE eyes =) ……. So we remained as “hi-bye” friends as I was interested in someone else at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her bubbly character was what attracted me, the simplicity of a girl. We started talking to each other more and more, and eventually we became very close, but that time I was studying at KTJ and things just couldn’t happen. So we would eventually stay stagnant as the “talk to you everyday” sort of friend for about 8 months until we broke the barrier and started the small and simple relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly enough, we met each other THREE times just before we got together. I guess I was very naïve that time and presumed that it was because we clicked =) *would be explained later too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the journey began that time, and went on smoothly until I left for London, but during that time I was still in KTJ and I will never forget the encouragements you gave to me when I failed my results. I would hereby like to officially thank you “which I never did” for those encouragement and sweet words that propelled me to stand up for myself and eventually fought all the way and to make it to where am I today. we were supposed to try out and see whether things work out with the distance that was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time flew and eventually I got to where I wanted to be, in Imperial College, London; sacrificing the relationship……….. I could tell from her eyes right before I left London that she really didn’t want me to go but couldn’t stop me from pursuing my dreams, for that I am grateful. I never expected myself to be so committed into a relationship at that point as well. But no one knows what happens, so I was in London, starting a new life, but never able to leave her out of it. I took on a lifestyle that compromised myself as well as hers, I would stay in the room to call her everyday and night. Missing out tons of fun and experience, but I never regretted that. For being that persistent, I managed to come back for the first Easter break, we had a wonderful time together. I loved her even more then. I came back for the first summer, that I would say was the happiest three months so far, I loved her even deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed the companionship, she couldn’t take it that her closest, Audrey and I was always away for most of the time and she needed someone to depend on. And during that time she just started college and that eventually contributed to her change and the destruction of “US”……………………………. Non of us were there for her………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all people who were sheltered from the luxury of freedom, she was getting a taste of freedom after secondary school and gradually becoming rebellious. Me not being by her side eventually made her wanting to club even more, to experience “life”, to not miss out a single bit of youth. Distance of the relationship as well as the difference in time zone took its toll, she was no longer happy. She thinks that a phone call everyday wasn’t enough, she needs presence. The last time we were together as a couple was on the 1st of January 2005, I will never forget that day =). I came back from London for a week for her, that would be the last thing that I could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my return to London, all we had were fights. Fights about her going to clubbing, about her going out, about her lying to me, about my short temper, my inconsideration. She could no longer be contained. She is no longer the girl with spectacles and low self esteem. She called it off on the 8th of Feb 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried all my might to get her back, all the way until the END. I had a trip to Italy, which was eventually her “reason” for our breakup, that I lied to her and cheated on her *which I never did* I never stopped trying even till the summer holiday. By then she was going out clubbing and having the “life” she was craving. I brought back something that she gave me to remind her about our sweet past. She told the world that I chucked back things that she gave me and destroyed it hence. I was hurt, really hurt. Yet I never stop trying to get her back to my side. BUT I only get to see her on the last night before I left back to London…………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the most painful kiss I had………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving London, I still had hopes, one week later, she got together with this new guy *whom Audrey admitted she introduced to her =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was devastated………………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped contacting her from the moment her new bf picked up my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will then be so devastated that I just couldn’t move on, I never knew I was so madly in love with her. My friends tell me that I already did my best, the best a person in a long distance relationship could ever do. But I just couldn’t be satisfied, I kept asking why I gave her everything, but she wouldn’t see it. Efforts just went down the drain……. My sorrow would then dominate the rest of my time………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept dreaming about her, all I could see was those teary eyes before I left to London, those moments we had. I was blinded……………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eventually, time took its course and things slowly faded…*accompanied by quite some booze*  I met an amazing girl and that helped quite a lot. She did hurt me deeply that I couldn’t love anymore, I wouldn’t dare commit into a relationship. And when everytime I thought I was over her, she would appear in my dreams………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say even at some point after she got together with her new guy, I knew that I still loved her and wouldn’t mind if she came back. That never happened, we never even spoke to each other, the only way I knew about her stuff was sneaking to read her blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took away my heart and never returned, she took away my friends as well, the closest friend I had had been driven away from me because he was stuck at the middle of our sour break up. I was a unhappy person, sad person, I felt lonely, I felt lost, I felt betrayed, I felt I was no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never the best boyfriend in the world, but I did gave her my whole heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was healing, I grew stronger, nowadays I no longer think about her anymore. It was thanks to Audrey that I get my closure. I was out with her the night before she left to Japan. Audrey and her got into a massive fight and it was because she had changed so much, she basically had grudge on people whom left her to overseas…. Weirdly enough, although she claimed that she could no longer take the distance between us that time, she is in a long distance relationship again, I learnt that it was because she didn’t love me enough, she visited Australia but never London ………………….=) It was hurtful to know, but at least I know the FACTS. She clubs even more now, drinks like a mad women, addicted to piercings, even had a tattoo………………………. Audrey told me all of these………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I felt a sharp pain, why would she become a person like that ? how could the adorable cute thing that I once fell heels over for became a piercing-tattoo addicted women. But suddenly I was relieved, Audrey gave me an solution that I was always seeking, I never get to see the current her, never get to know what is going on, all I had was those sweet memories, the times when we still could see eye to eye…………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is no longer a person I used to love, the girl I once said I will be there for her forever has disappeared. She is a completely different person now. I never expected myself to be able to sit down with Audrey and letting her tell me things like that too, she thinks that she had changed soo much as well and they could no longer be the bestest of friends; She needed the attention, she wanted the feeling of being in the center, a ducking whom became a swan that wanted to live the moment…. I felt in love with the simplicity of her beauty, now is she is a chick I would say……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change………………………………………………… don’t they ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now I know I had the innocent/cute jiamin that many would not have seen apart from old friends. I now accept that God was being fair to me, cutting my loses ………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is weird to write so much after one year, I never vented it out to the public, I kept it inside myself, thinking that one day if I see her again, what would I feel. But now knowing that the her that I wanted is no longer there, I am satisfied with the time I have spent waiting and would definitely move on from here onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two years we had together was really fantastic, I knew that I had a great time, and memories too. The one year after that I was still in love with you……….. and part of me will always remember you, the old you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to know that you are happy, I never knew how to let someone be happy, I was always selfish, sorry for that. You showed me what true love was, it was something that could really go through EVERYTHING, when you claimed that I no longer love you, you were wrong, I was just letting you hurt myself so that you could lead on to a better life. I never said a single bad word about you once even after all those things, friends knew that I was deeply hurt, that’s all I had. Love is generous, never calculating, I learnt that from you, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who managed to read up to this point, I am happy that you all get to share a small part of my life. If you all could understand my feelings now, it would be great, cause for those of you whom had spent time cheering me up, you know when I wrote this, I am CURED =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely LOVE again, I will. !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115733602850731961?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115733602850731961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115733602850731961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115733602850731961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115733602850731961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/09/closure-that-i-have-been-waiting-for.html' title='The Closure that I have been waiting for ..................'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115615282552420378</id><published>2006-08-21T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T10:33:45.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...........</title><content type='html'>I am just tired of blogging i guess hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time tired of the "situation" i am in ..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115615282552420378?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115615282552420378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115615282552420378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115615282552420378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115615282552420378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='...........'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115491905867266516</id><published>2006-08-07T03:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:50:58.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Poll #02</title><content type='html'>Hohoho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of the previous poll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to statistics, the phrase that people think i said most is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) INTRODUCE GIRLS TO ME LA (50%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I VERY SIEN LA (40%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3  Oh Jesus, I believe in you (10%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the above, i would say that 90% of people know me well enough, but there is ONE, just ONE person out there that is PRETENDING that he/she knows the correct answer !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people have guessed it correctly, HOW THE HECK would i ever talk to JESUS ??? =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, no offence to Jesus, but that friend really needs to sit down calmly and review our friendship.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the brighter side, now i have 10 people voting ady, a good 45% increase !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115491905867266516?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115491905867266516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115491905867266516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115491905867266516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115491905867266516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-of-poll-02.html' title='End of Poll #02'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115431440468037811</id><published>2006-07-31T03:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:44:20.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Land of TOM YAM GOONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lostinthailand.com/images/Travelguides/thaicusine-tomyamgoong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand" height="274" alt="" src="http://www.lostinthailand.com/images/Travelguides/thaicusine-tomyamgoong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho ............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to local HOT-LIKE-GOING-TO-KILL-AN-ELEPHANT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOMYAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lalberoelamano.it/img/tai-massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" height="427" alt="" src="http://www.lalberoelamano.it/img/tai-massage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse THAI massages !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this actually looks awfully painful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edwinwang.com/photo/Suan-Lum-Food-Court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.edwinwang.com/photo/Suan-Lum-Food-Court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shop until PPF pokkai and my arms broke off due to heavy shopping bags (maybe &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRATES&lt;/span&gt;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*suan lum market*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN~~ I AM JUST EXCITED TO VISIT THAILAND !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME !!!!!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAWADIKAP ~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115431440468037811?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115431440468037811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115431440468037811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115431440468037811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115431440468037811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-land-of-tom-yam-goong.html' title='To the Land of TOM YAM GOONG'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115390200708457805</id><published>2006-07-26T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:20:07.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Poll</title><content type='html'>From Now onwards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who visit this blog please do VOTE on the poll;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would normally be some interesting questions =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..................... NEVERMIND LA, DONT VOTE MAR DONT VOTE LOR !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the previous poll , 60% pp think that I am like a hamster, 20% thinks i hump anything, &amp; 20% was neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; people voted btw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know my blog only got 5 readers .................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115390200708457805?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115390200708457805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115390200708457805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115390200708457805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115390200708457805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/end-of-poll.html' title='End of Poll'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115370615286100410</id><published>2006-07-24T02:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T05:22:22.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok here i come ~</title><content type='html'>For those who dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of those Kiasu people to have bought a ticket from Airasia to fly from KL to Bangkok for ...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada....................... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEN RINGGIT !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse, after including the taxes and fuel surcharges, it was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;190 ringgit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;la. But still reasonably cheap rite peeps ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/21666412850391l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/21666412850391l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ok, the lucky girl whom i get to pick to follow me *HARHARHAR, joking joking, no pinch or bite ok* is no other than Miss PuiPuiFace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that we get to stay for FREE !!! Courtesy of the best Thai person I know..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/24744014750944l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/24744014750944l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss J~~ a.k.a. Chavamas Vinijtrongjit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for guys who are interested, look at her hand sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please call "1800-I-want-number-three" to stand a chance to date Miss J....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope i would feel like a prince rather than a prisoner hahahaha; J, if you read this, i know you know i dont mean it the bad way rite ?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there are a few things me &amp;amp; puipuiface sure want to do:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat local TOMYAM and burn our ass off &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puipuiface wants to shop till she drops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We both wants to get thai massage *the proper one, no dodgy dodgy here*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give a birthday visit to J&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Thailand for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit TUK-TUK car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy pirated branded goods &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find a girl and say "Pai Kin Kau Karp Pom mai kap ??"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy ourselves to the max~~~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;ofcourse there are much more to be listed........................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gotta discuss with ppf, maybe we might just move out to a hotel and get total freedom ?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm......... deep thoughts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115370615286100410?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115370615286100410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115370615286100410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115370615286100410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115370615286100410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/bangkok-here-i-come.html' title='Bangkok here i come ~'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115370478263824249</id><published>2006-07-24T01:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:33:02.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kulim 23/24 July</title><content type='html'>Kulim.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to remember that i travelled there EVERY holiday i had. Because my grandpa lived there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That house could be part of myself, a place where i spent quite some part of my childhood; the place where i watched alot of rented TAPES; learnt cycling; fly kites ?!; bought and read every Dragonball Z comic; rode illegal motorbike; drove without a license...................etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ofcourse, time comes when we seldom go back since grandpa passed away and me myself studying in the good old london; hence I dont follow my family back to kulim during chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since i am back for summer, grandma forced all of us to go back together, hahahaha; I had to FFK some friend's birthday party because "Cabinet" at home overrode everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I was driving my uncle's 4X4 Harrier, *thought it was going to be a powerful 3 litre car compared to our own E240, but was totally WRONG* It was indeed 3000cc, but it was also a japan speced car, giving it the 180km/h restriction just like my trusty civic. But the civic was meant to give a tad more OOMPH being a Type RS but Big old Harrier was meant for the rocky roads. Yes, as expected, i managed to floor the car and only be contented with 180........ hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the journey wasnt too bad, 3 hours we are in Penang, picking up dad and had probably 100 different hawker food *okla, maybe 10*. Must admit that Penang is still the land for CHAR KUEY TIAOW, HOKKIEN MEE &amp; MUAR CHEE; My tounge had not had such orgasm for sometime.... heehee. Food was Fantabulous. Need to try it to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Penang, we visited some relatives and then head straight to Kulim. When we got there, we  had more to eat again........................................ KARI MEE TA *dry*, Kon Low Mee, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dint do much apart from EAT seriously, so we just kept eating until the next day and drove back; ofcourse visiting few more relatives in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh me and brother learnt Russian Poker during the trip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a brief update regarding my weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115370478263824249?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115370478263824249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115370478263824249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115370478263824249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115370478263824249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/kulim-2324-july.html' title='Kulim 23/24 July'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115323664987860662</id><published>2006-07-18T16:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:30:49.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>《我好累》</title><content type='html'>词 ，曲 ： 其震&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一个人看电影&lt;br /&gt;不好受的滋味&lt;br /&gt;我的笑话没人听&lt;br /&gt;想离开的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人人都有一位&lt;br /&gt;全都忘了我是谁&lt;br /&gt;当初是我犯了罪&lt;br /&gt;给了你我所有一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好累 我好累 一个人的时间多得反胃&lt;br /&gt;我好累 我好累 何时有一个人来相陪&lt;br /&gt;我好累 我好累 用在你的时间拿不回&lt;br /&gt;我好累 我好累 你远走高飞我在赎罪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115323664987860662?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115323664987860662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115323664987860662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115323664987860662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115323664987860662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='《我好累》'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115310588599905693</id><published>2006-07-17T03:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T02:14:34.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Broadway Ah Beng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gardnerandwife.com/grafix/beng/p_beng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://gardnerandwife.com/grafix/beng/p_beng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main guy - Sebastian Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/31153248432866l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the title of the "musical" that I went with Nit and Vonne yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*photo taken at Cherating, Nit on the left, puipuiface Vonne on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started of as a typical NOTHING-TO-DO Sunday for me, somehow my list of contacts had already been used up by me during the past month =) *note that i am a typical CANNOT BE ALONE AND NOTHING TO DO kinda person* hence my QUOTAs of going out with friends had been severely overdrafted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chalkboardmanifesto.com/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chalkboardmanifesto.com/bored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Suddenly, a phone call came *but i think i called her actually* ...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puipuiface asked whether I want to join her and Nit for a Musical; honestly speaking, i was quite skeptical at the beginning, thinking that i came back from the land of broadway musicals - London, and how something in malaysia can beat that. But because i really had NOTHING to do and wanted some company, I decided to tag along. PLUS, Vonne and Nit actually agree to subsidise my ticket since both of them are getting complimentary tickets, i tell you la, where can you get girls like this nowadays ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk........ nvm, vonne is taken, but Nit still currently available, so for those interested, please call "1-300-I-want-nit" to get into the queue. *had to do my part promoting after letting her spend on my ticket =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, the venue was at Bangsar Shopping Complex, which in some ways contributed to my skeptism. And when we got there, the show was delayed due to Air-con failure *which was never fixed afterall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Einstein-726215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Einstein-726215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i felt that i was going into a big con/white-elephant/sure boring-like-shit-show ; together with two very hyped girls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i realised the title of the show was Broadway AH BENG...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the show started, a GOLD-haired AH BENG in the center of the stage, wearing a glossy-green jacket with purple shirt, speaking the AH BENG language---- Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually more of a stand up comedy than a full blast musical; although they did incorporate some dancings with 3 LIAN-gels *what a f**kin funky way to patrionise ah lians*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*xxx* would be the explanation in english from hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ah BEEW said *the main character's name* , the CONCEPT si an ne kuan *is like this*; he was supposed to get a 72 piece orchestra, but negotiated to 72pcs orchestra IN ONE CD- MINUS ONE, hahahaha *means no live music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show was full of vulgar hokkien jokes and some CIPLAK *lousy* reconstruction of some famous musicals, ie : chicago, Miss Saigon, Singing in the Rain.......... ; But the main gist was still those exploding hokkien jokes, Si pe jia lat *extremely* funny.................. those jokes could be used as REFERENCE as well........ what to do in KTV ? what to bring to UK ? how to swim when you are FAT ? ah BEEW sang very well too; interwoven between the stupid jokes are some weird inclusions of songs and LIAN-gels doing damn funny dance moves, mocking the KO-TAI *singing stage* shows and 80's MTV dance moves.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never laughed that hard for a long time ady. In the end, i must say, it was worth every penny. To get that laughter and being whacked all the while by puipuiface.............. it's worth it; Nit found it funny as well although her hokkien was limited. I will always look forward for another hokkien show like this, it feels good somehow if thing were conversed in hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROUD TO BE HOKKIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE HOKKIEN FOREVER HOKKIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you girls for that wonderful night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;br /&gt;p/s :&lt;br /&gt;New Moto :&lt;br /&gt;30 percent by GOD, 70 percent work ALOT, must work only can WIN ~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115310588599905693?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115310588599905693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115310588599905693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115310588599905693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115310588599905693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/broadway-ah-beng.html' title='Broadway Ah Beng'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115269477306075520</id><published>2006-07-12T09:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T09:59:33.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After WC2006</title><content type='html'>I did not realise the impact of world cup until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, life seemed DULL, friends seemed to distant, the bond that brought that somehow brought everyone together just died, and would need another four years until it comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, note that this is not a typical Qz-self-mumbling-sad-post, i am just speaking up for thousands of people out there would actually feel the same. We cheered, Boo-ed, screamed, BETTED, all over the past one and a half months. Then all these suddenly stopped........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot use the same excuse to ask friends to hang out at ridiculous hours, nor give the supervisor the REASONABLE excuse for being late for work =) &lt;br /&gt;Ohh I miss the world cup season ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_jun2002/Argentinians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand" height="299" alt="" src="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_jun2002/Argentinians.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T YOU ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is back to where it was, not really exciting; guess i am really growing up ady, so much to consider before doing anything. I gotta treat life and work much more seriously nowadays, everything affects the future, doesnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a good date with a nice girl =) *random ramblings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115269477306075520?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115269477306075520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115269477306075520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115269477306075520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115269477306075520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-wc2006.html' title='After WC2006'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115249604776978749</id><published>2006-07-10T02:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:56:30.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherating 8/7/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is such a shame ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infront of soo many people, i got so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; just because i drank that little ~~&lt;br /&gt;*paiseh paiseh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates with photos to come soon, provided i get the photos out from the phone to the pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;STUPID THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happened too ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for starters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)we were spooked by the huge amount of jelly-fishes in the waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)we know that as long as you dont have a dick, you will faint once the car started moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pui pui face&lt;/span&gt; dint get to bite the clouds =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)York air-conditionings are extremely efficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Drinking games are too straight-forward but fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yumi &lt;/span&gt;can type an email with her phone, and is obsessed with GPRS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jingwen&lt;/span&gt; can kill a man when a cat is around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Acting can be a stressful job, especially to get into the MOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)we all had a great short burst of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*photos to support the above will come soon* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAY, WHAT A TRIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Qz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115249604776978749?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115249604776978749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115249604776978749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115249604776978749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115249604776978749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/cherating-8706.html' title='Cherating 8/7/06'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115216022626606568</id><published>2006-07-06T05:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:36:47.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The SHAT forgotten ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/pic.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TUA LAU SAI --- in hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Picture%20898.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgotten to update something that happened to me last week !!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a shame !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, basically it is like this, as a student whom have just spent the past year abroad; eating only what can be found in London, like………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://redefine.dyndns.org/~andyr/blog/pictures/photo_blog/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="143" alt="" src="http://redefine.dyndns.org/~andyr/blog/pictures/photo_blog/DSC01096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse the UNAVOIDABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Picture%20898.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Picture%20898.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR SEASONS SUPER DUCK, *note that the DUCKS are AROUND the KAILAN, OKAY ?*&lt;br /&gt;-picture stolen from lengmou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while coming home, all the faint memories of LAKSA, CURRY MEE, HOKKIEN MEE, CHAR KUAY TIAO, NASI LEMAK, NASI KANDAR, LOK-LOK…………… etc etc were back to HAUNT me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And comparing malaysian food against london's worst and most unhealthy junk food, you are still taking a Ferrari head to head in a drag race with a proton; HURRAY, OUR FOOD IS DIRTIER, WE WIN !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened next ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people can guess la !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/pic.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/pic.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be precise, i literally pee-ed with my ass;that's how serious it was*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/drunk-puking-pumpkin-770199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/drunk-puking-pumpkin-770199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mopo.ca/uploaded_images/drunk-puking-pumpkin-770199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puked like the poor pumpkin and emptied himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence finally being diagnosed that i had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;FOOD POISONING &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;*severe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst part was i was actually admitted into the hospital due to dehydration from all those puking and shitting, and had IV transfusion for half a day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i wasnt admitted overnight in the hospital, but i think pui pui face and Jing wen still owes me "get-well-soon" flowers each !!! HARHARHAR~~~ Horribly, both of them claimed that i looked perfectly healthy the second day and hence unwilling to treat their POOR SICK NICE friend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs sobs ~ all the extra miles to Selayang and Setapak for this kinda treatment ~~ tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I AM VERY HEALTHY NOW ADY, SO NO WORRIES, I AM EATING AS USUAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers ~&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/pic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115216022626606568?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115200550129999543</id><published>2006-07-04T09:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T10:31:41.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes an UPDATE !!</title><content type='html'>Currently ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Working in Subang Airport - Eurocopter ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Which is all paperwork &amp; has TWO hours break on fridays *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://www.maxon.net/pages/solutions/images/design/vernissage/eurocopter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)Needs alot of sleep ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Anticipating to go on the road trip with "puipui face" &amp; gang *you know who you are*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/2925/1600/DSC00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/2925/1600/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Wrote the song below, satisfied with self ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Having great company everyday(night) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Planning on a END-OF-MONTH-GO-TO-BANGKOK trip with ppf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Met a few new friends -no need to name la hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Scratching head on how to make a cabinet for an EC-135 helicopter ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Wants a COLD beer-preferably Corona *i dont care if thats a pussy beer wor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parangaricutirimicuaro.blogspot.com/corona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://parangaricutirimicuaro.blogspot.com/corona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parangaricutirimicuaro.blogspot.com/corona.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parangaricutirimicuaro.blogspot.com/corona.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Wants a jamming session quite badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Owns a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK &lt;/strong&gt;wira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alghandi.com/images/wira.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" height="408" alt="" src="http://www.alghandi.com/images/wira.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*mine's BLACK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Wakes up at 7.30 on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Officially FINALLY gotten out from past, not complaining MUCH anymore *i can hear cheers and hurrays all over the world, cause they dont have to suffer anymore =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Intends to get a soul mate soon hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)getting prep for banking and finance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)facing realities of work and life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)READY TO GO HOME *almost5.30pm ady* HARHARHAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115200550129999543?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115200550129999543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115200550129999543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115200550129999543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115200550129999543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-comes-update.html' title='Here comes an UPDATE !!'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115189562750262976</id><published>2006-07-03T03:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T04:00:27.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>At the moment</title><content type='html'>一颗碎了的心&lt;br /&gt;要怎么医？&lt;br /&gt;时间只会将痛苦麻痹&lt;br /&gt;不会将之康复&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许就这样不再玩了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115189562750262976?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115189562750262976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115189562750262976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115189562750262976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115189562750262976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-moment.html' title='At the moment'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-115143379205283925</id><published>2006-06-27T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:47:01.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;拜托自己&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词：颖文&lt;br /&gt;曲：其震&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在临睡前把所有的记忆&lt;br /&gt;通通擦掉 不留痕迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一厢情愿 今日事 今日毕&lt;br /&gt;没有留下 蛛丝马迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不愿意 抱着回忆 直到某日 感叹过去&lt;br /&gt;我要争气 跌倒爬起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那条小巷 那个路口 那天下雨&lt;br /&gt;我不在记起 连梦里都没有你&lt;br /&gt;那种味道 那个空间 那样的距离&lt;br /&gt;已埋进心底 沉睡了不再苏醒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那张卡片 那首情歌 甜言蜜语&lt;br /&gt;它俏俏离去 我不要留在原地&lt;br /&gt;那些亲吻 所有拥抱 还有你&lt;br /&gt;我拜托自己&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛 好好休息&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-115143379205283925?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/115143379205283925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=115143379205283925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115143379205283925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/115143379205283925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-song.html' title='A New Song'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-114980648530875611</id><published>2006-06-08T22:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T03:47:22.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Proton's Future ~ IF</title><content type='html'>I am very fortunate that i get to further my studies in the United Kingdom, more specifically in London. And most people already know about this, nearly half of the whole UK's millionaire / billionaire all choose to pitch their tends in this overly congested 'TOWN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is, when you have ALOT of money, and you stay in a place where alot of other people have alot money too. So how do you flaunt your status ? To seperate yourself from those WANNABE londoners ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse you can choose to show off ALL your money by pushing it around like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/constant_height_cash_container.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/constant_height_cash_container.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even wear clothes like this to SHINE your wealth somehow ~ :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chadtheatrical.com/Gold%20Suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" height="413" alt="" src="http://www.chadtheatrical.com/Gold%20Suit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people able to earn such fortune would never ever have the MINDSET to do such things, you combine this first and second case, you could picture a senario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bank robbery by a very stupid rapper !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the topic, most rich people here buy expensive cars ~ Below are some pictures taken with my phone on the way to college on one day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Image036.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Image036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A striking Orange Lamborgini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a black Lamborgini Murcielago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blue TVR Sagaris ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point proven rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we know that London millionaires buy supercars to show off. But it is relatively easy for them, if they have A million, a Lamborgini Murcielago like above cost ONLY 170k pounds NEW, and they can still have plenty cash to push around in a cart =)&lt;br /&gt;But back home, far far away in Malaysia, those cars would really cost a fortune, as far as my sources goes, that same Lamborgini would be at 3mil ringgit ++ *due to the sky high taxes* So how can local millionaires show off then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WORRY, we have our trusty &lt;strong&gt;PROTON&lt;/strong&gt;, our national pride, which makes cars like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.multimodebd.com/proton/images/juara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.multimodebd.com/proton/images/juara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; calls THIS a NEW car in the year 2006 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/53/Proton-saga2.jpg/300px-Proton-saga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/53/Proton-saga2.jpg/300px-Proton-saga2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHAT THE F**K they have in their heads ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paultan.org/wp-content/22waja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://paultan.org/wp-content/22waja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If is is not a STRETCHED-WAJA, wtf is it ?&lt;br /&gt;*they claim is a totally RE-ENGINEERED car !*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN THE CEOs &amp; so-called ENGINEERS SLEEP AT NIGHT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremy Clackson&lt;/strong&gt; blows up our national cars in UK public television !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Malaysia, i know we can do better than this after 20 years of car manufacturing, look at KIA, and Hyundai; they are about as old as us in car manufacturing, but at least they know their place and never stop improving. Look at Toyota, proved themselves that they can be the NUMBER ONE in the world, beating the westerns by miles by sales and quality at times *LEXUS* Do not cheat our money and left us with cars that were made 20 years ago, repackage them, and tell us it is &lt;strong&gt;Brand New&lt;/strong&gt; ! a good example for such case would be the &lt;strong&gt;SAGA&lt;/strong&gt;, which is still on sale now(already 15 years) and the NEW &lt;strong&gt;Satria NEO, &lt;/strong&gt;which is only a normal satria (around about 10 years) with new lights and bodykits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not spend so much hiring non-sense people who will just sit there and then make cars that either look like shit or drive like shit, worst- BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAP OUT OF IT, STOP PRAISING YOURSELF PROTON, WAIT FOR OTHERS TO PRAISE YOU, DONT CLAIM THIS AND THAT AND MAKE MALAYSIANS LOOK STUPID !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to built protons like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrison.com/portfolio/cardesign/cr3501r_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chrison.com/portfolio/cardesign/cr3501r_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrison.com/portfolio/cardesign/cr3501r_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chrison.com/portfolio/cardesign/cr3501r_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if not mistaken, a local design student did this !!! , if we have the talents to do so, WHY F**CKIN NOT ?* If we can make cars like this, it would not just boost our local sales; we might even get international recognition. I magine this new two door coupe with a 250hp engine will do, selling at 170k RINGGIT; i am sure the roads would be flooded with the car. Every malaysian would be cool AGAIN, we will all drive a LOCAL sports car to do our groceries dont we ? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, plan sounds good rite ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets FIRE every USELESS pig in Proton first then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-114980648530875611?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/114980648530875611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=114980648530875611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114980648530875611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114980648530875611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/06/protons-future-if.html' title='Proton&apos;s Future ~ IF'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-114926370505569732</id><published>2006-06-02T16:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:03:52.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy !</title><content type='html'>Ok, nothing much to post lately, because i am having a paper on the coming monday as well as thursday, hence there is a need in DISTRACTION whenever you need to concentrate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest addition to use up my forever clustered 8 socket multiadaptor . *normally in malaysia you are familiar with the 4 socket extension rite ? I finished up my 8 socket with an addition of a 4 socket, dont ask me why !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlc-direct.co.uk/Images/Products/size_3/AARS4WLX.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="161" alt="" src="http://www.tlc-direct.co.uk/Images/Products/size_3/AARS4WLX.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Familiar typical 4 socket extension ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.argos.co.uk/wcsstore/argos/images/9828551A60IFN107210M.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="288" alt="" src="http://www.argos.co.uk/wcsstore/argos/images/9828551A60IFN107210M.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a simple typical student used up both of these ?? I swear i am not operating a cocaine factory in my teeny-weeny room !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TA- DA ...................................... I welcome you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My XDA MINI S ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flash.o2.co.uk/images/xda/landing_xdaminis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" height="418" alt="" src="http://flash.o2.co.uk/images/xda/landing_xdaminis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.digitaltechlife.com/wp-content/XDA-mini-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="279" alt="" src="http://www.digitaltechlife.com/wp-content/XDA-mini-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, boys with their toys ~~ But dont worry, I have grown up, haha, i would not pay to buy such EXUBERANT gadgets nowadays *sinfully because i already have most nonsense lying around i admit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good and loyal customer *arming with a small knowledge to bargain and treaten to leave O2*, they have decided to give me a FANTABULOUS contract with this phone free, so why would i not take it then ?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know how to keep customers ! Next time maybe i should ask them to throw me a PERFECTLY BALANCED ROAST DUCK too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not do phone deals like this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digitaltechlife.com/wp-content/XDA-mini-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="477" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer: please note that the poster wasnt nicely done due to lack of time during exam periods *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure it would attract my two friends at LENGMOU !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lengmou.blogspot.com"&gt;http://lengmou.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as TOCKIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spinzer.us"&gt;http://spinzer.us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-114926370505569732?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/114926370505569732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=114926370505569732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114926370505569732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114926370505569732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy !'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-114894242959429476</id><published>2006-05-29T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:03:30.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Funny NONSENSE ~~!!!!</title><content type='html'>Japanese are one of the funniest people on earth, they are the only HOMOSAPIEN species able to pull such nonsense on their NATIONAL TELEVISION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont believe me ?? check out the video below !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/plSfKHZZwZ4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they be sooooooooooooo creative ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much wasabi ??&lt;br /&gt;Too much Sushi ??&lt;br /&gt;Too much porn ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY !??!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qz (a.k.a lonely rocker)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832651-114894242959429476?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/114894242959429476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=114894242959429476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114894242959429476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114894242959429476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-funny-nonsense.html' title='Some Funny NONSENSE ~~!!!!'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832651.post-114894179718545033</id><published>2006-05-29T23:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:10:07.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome the this new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/320/Qizhen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&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/28832651-114894179718545033?l=zhen-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/114894179718545033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832651&amp;postID=114894179718545033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114894179718545033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832651/posts/default/114894179718545033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhen-ism.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-this-new-blog.html' title='Welcome the this new blog'/><author><name>Qz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504882804306227249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/671/3060/1600/Qizhen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
