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type='text'>Just me and my guitar.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-811283819051690695</id><published>2011-07-26T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:40:52.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>As I begin to write this, tears slowly drip down my cheeks. Sometimes I stop and start to wonder, am I really the cause of all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it would be better if I wasn't here. Maybe it'd be better for everyone else had I not been in the picture. I don't know. I believe that everyone was put here by God for a reason. Yet what is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always my fault? Even when things always seem the opposite? Is it because I'm less fragile? Is it because it's easy to just put the blame on me to mask the actual reality that maybe he couldn't help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stopped to ponder for a second that maybe I have feelings too, maybe I am human and that I make mistakes too. Maybe you think I want just want to bring everyone down. Maybe you think that we can't get along. But maybe I do have a heart. Maybe I do actually give a shit about how things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I don't care. Don't you know it hurts me every time you assume I don't. It hurts so much knowing that the people you care so much, always end up getting hurt because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't want to be the reason anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how much longer can I endure this. I admit, sometimes it is my fault. But why doesn't the other party go through what I do. I don't understand. Behind this smile, lies broken pieces of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it'd be easier, if I just said I was sorry. I can't do it this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-811283819051690695?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/811283819051690695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=811283819051690695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/811283819051690695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/811283819051690695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6915457118038637300</id><published>2011-06-24T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:41:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streetlights and Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BwSRNj3lYR0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi Teshima - La Vie En Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cold winter night, walking along the stone paved roads under the gentle glow from the street lamps overlooking the path. Rain slowly drizzling down from the sky as you catch a glimpse of it as you look up into the dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candlelit dinner behind the glass window of a restaurant, the silence of the night. The only sound you catch is the drops of rain hitting the brick rooftops of the shops that align the side of the road. You reach the river and the reflection of distance silhouettes appear on the surface of the calm waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6915457118038637300?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6915457118038637300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6915457118038637300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6915457118038637300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6915457118038637300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/06/streetlights-and-rain.html' title='Streetlights and Rain'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BwSRNj3lYR0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7773350099869730525</id><published>2011-05-15T22:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:59:37.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little'/><title type='text'>It's the little things that counts!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's almost June already. Where did all our time go? Before you know it, we'll be graduating! Scary isn't it? You know, the whole notion of growing up?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO ALL MY BEAUTIFUL READERS! (If you guys still read it that is!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I haven't been blogging because I'm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) really lazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) I like to make every blog post special! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) Twitter. Nuff' said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my last blogpost was obviously a very depressed one. So let's recap what happened since then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember it was my first week of college. Not exactly the most pleasant experience since I just had my PD trip with the most amazing bunch of people in the world. It was kinda heartbreaking to be starting college while mostly everyone else was still free. Didn't help that my college is 36km away from home. Pretty sad birthday too. No familiar faces at all in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Friday, after a pretty shitty day in college I texted Arjun telling him I was depressed as hell. He said he was googling places to go for dinner with the Joes. Perculiar, I thought, since who really googles places to eat? Then he said he'd buy me a round of beer at a place called Tavern and pick me up at 7pm 8pm ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt something wasn't right since no one &lt;i&gt;ever &lt;/i&gt;picks me up! So I got ready around that time. It didn't seem right though since it was so quiet and Fabi's car was parked outside my area. I was too depressed to think of anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the boys picked me and brought me to Lookout Point. I was like "This isn't Tavern?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUhPNSR2OXo/Tc_pvWZggYI/AAAAAAAABmg/quLrME9dfz0/s400/IMG_3884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606957060775248258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So basically this was my reaction. Thanks Eric and Rais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KYKmDUeFouQ/Tc_toE1Z1wI/AAAAAAAABnY/aCFLp4vlMNU/s400/IMG_4117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606961333847840514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iI-JLcv4vac/Tc_pvieUhlI/AAAAAAAABmo/-8BWyxopz8A/s400/IMG_3812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606957064016660050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I almost teared when I saw everyone there. Like, almost everyone I knew and was close to was there. My mum, my brothers, my neighbours and all. Even my church buddies! I felt like the luckiest person ever at that point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xw3FVsShrVA/Tc_r7cudnMI/AAAAAAAABmw/lrx2X8wPZBA/s400/IMG_3824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606959467655437506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember saying to Arjun "Where's my beer?" and he just laughed it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZh-mF0h4ik/Tc_tCnAYwSI/AAAAAAAABnA/_CML1ix1Ngc/s400/IMG_3985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606960690185683234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a great night. I didn't eat that much, still overwhelmed by the immense amount of shock from it all. Did I mention this is the 3rd time in the row yet I was still oblivious to it? I guess that night was a night that I reassured me that I have the most amazing and special group of friends on the face of this planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, who could honestly say that they're friends did this, let alone 3 times? I'm so thankful to God that I got to grow up with them. Without them, I couldn't be who I am today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After most of them went home, it was just Eric, Arjun and me left. We kinda just sat there, close to midnight, just reminiscing and reflecting on how life was, and will be. Kinda made me emo of the fact that everyone is growing up. Taking different paths in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will we still be this close 10 years from now? Without a single doubt in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dd8RKtcpwY4/Tc_r7ipVOtI/AAAAAAAABm4/QjcjJXLYzfw/s400/IMG_3939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606959469244529362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A quote that I wholeheartedly agree with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               Bob Monkhouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0IYD5FshOc/Tc_3moRy-bI/AAAAAAAABno/GWT8QMsNEeE/s1600/IMG_4006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0IYD5FshOc/Tc_3moRy-bI/AAAAAAAABno/GWT8QMsNEeE/s400/IMG_4006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606972304118708658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7773350099869730525?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7773350099869730525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7773350099869730525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7773350099869730525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7773350099869730525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-little-things-that-counts.html' title='It&apos;s the little things that counts!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUhPNSR2OXo/Tc_pvWZggYI/AAAAAAAABmg/quLrME9dfz0/s72-c/IMG_3884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4921168699640267754</id><published>2011-03-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:11:51.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><title type='text'>It ain't all that bad.</title><content type='html'>When Eric said that our theme song for SPM results day was The Scientist - Coldplay I jokingly agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously lost my mood to do everything. I was supposed to read up on my lecture notes today and my assignments for Thursday but I can't even focus to do anything. I'm just so devastated with my shit results. I should have put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much of my future that is making me depressed, it's that the people who supported you and was rooting for you all the way that I'm so sad about. The look of disappointment from their faces is just unbearable. I'm so sorry, to my parents, family and my teachers. Especially Mr. Balvir who put in God knows how much effort for us last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know I wasn't gonna get good results but I didn't expect it to be THIS bad. Like, no one did actually. Thankfully I wasn't the only one. But then again, there's always light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your grandchildren wouldn't ask about your SPM results, they'll most probably ask about the friends you made and the crazy stuff you did. They wouldn't ask about what you did in the library"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jon Chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I guess it's pretty true what Jon said and for that I have no regrets. A piece of paper doesn't dictate our future, at least not SPM. I was just thinking, if how all of this played out different. How if I didn't meet these bunch of wonderful people in my life and how that would have altered my journey in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might not have the best of results like some of you out there but at least we have each other. We might have played a lot and slacked off here and there but damn was those last two years good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can say that they have what we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Upv5W2B98w/TYoNbS3jatI/AAAAAAAABmU/0_h2fpJlp_s/s1600/IMG_3213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Upv5W2B98w/TYoNbS3jatI/AAAAAAAABmU/0_h2fpJlp_s/s400/IMG_3213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587293050278996690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4921168699640267754?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4921168699640267754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4921168699640267754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4921168699640267754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4921168699640267754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-aint-all-that-bad.html' title='It ain&apos;t all that bad.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Upv5W2B98w/TYoNbS3jatI/AAAAAAAABmU/0_h2fpJlp_s/s72-c/IMG_3213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2596864291890532222</id><published>2011-02-25T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:20:15.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caprice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom king'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ticket to the moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternate zebras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gig'/><title type='text'>Prom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfjGuJPpkns/TWdf4QZm8FI/AAAAAAAABmM/GwdvoiNUsME/s1600/IMG_20101220_151559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfjGuJPpkns/TWdf4QZm8FI/AAAAAAAABmM/GwdvoiNUsME/s400/IMG_20101220_151559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577532083601338450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Do, You Don't - The Friday Night Boys plays in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile hasn't it? Oh btw, it's a great song to listen to actually. So, where do I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the last time I blogged was, quite frankly, ages ago and I guess I should start with prom eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the guys and I were really stressing about our performance for prom so immediately after our last paper (okay not immediately, after our post-SPM dinner cum shisha outing) we started our practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a grueling process of trial and error to decide which songs to perform plus looking for tabs and chords online. I didn't help that we rarely had everyone together at the same time. But we pulled through as always! We had Fabi to thank too, somehow with her around we tend to work more efficiently. She's like the lube of the engine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66ZRNvIk6g8/TWdf3wCc6vI/AAAAAAAABmE/4AIHCL3jNYg/s1600/IMG_20101220_121341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66ZRNvIk6g8/TWdf3wCc6vI/AAAAAAAABmE/4AIHCL3jNYg/s400/IMG_20101220_121341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577532074914278130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't come out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom , 20th December 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pulling an all nighter, (we did this for the past 4 days, much to the dismay of the neighbours!) we packed our stuff into 2 cars and headed to Prince Hotel. I seriously think we should hire roadies the next time we have a gig. We had to carry the drums and everything up and set everything up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y60F6mENUis/TWdfZfsUZuI/AAAAAAAABl0/igNRhgVahe0/s1600/IMG_20101220_114009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y60F6mENUis/TWdfZfsUZuI/AAAAAAAABl0/igNRhgVahe0/s400/IMG_20101220_114009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577531555130402530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1-nORDH3gA/TWdfZC2X4MI/AAAAAAAABls/ZnKPFAxI2ak/s1600/IMG_20101220_113957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1-nORDH3gA/TWdfZC2X4MI/AAAAAAAABls/ZnKPFAxI2ak/s400/IMG_20101220_113957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577531547387945154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for so long we finally did our rehearsal and it seemed okay! I was shitting bricks though for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left our equipment there and went home to get ready. I, being chingko, wanted to save my money on the parking ticket since it was an all day pass, and took the damn LRT back. I realized now that I wasted more money on the taxi ride home. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and it was around 5.30 so I rushed to get ready. Since I had no car I had to call Eric to pick me up, little did I know did Arjun, Jon and Julian were coming along too so we all squeeze in E's car. What a rock band! Arjun looked so Mafia man. Kinda like Vito Corleone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there kinda late with a few people already there and proceeded to Ticket to The Moon's suite. It was amazing in there! Anyway, we got our instruments and headed down to the performer's room where we met Caprice and his crew and Radhi from OAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise Radhi was actually super nice and humble, he even offered us to let us use his acoustic amp! He even showed us how it sounded! Awesome! Caprice and his crew was rehearsing their entry which was pretty awesome since one of them had a Spartan helmet, or in other words a Halo Master Chief helmet, on which was. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMZqAdf9qAQ/TWddZM7kvXI/AAAAAAAABk8/VC4UK5eRkE0/s1600/164017_498522957148_643197148_6118719_3204401_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMZqAdf9qAQ/TWddZM7kvXI/AAAAAAAABk8/VC4UK5eRkE0/s400/164017_498522957148_643197148_6118719_3204401_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577529351070858610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mingling with people that dressed so good was awesome since SPM was over and everyone was in the mood. I remember how sharp the guys looked and how the girls looked beautiful! It's true what they say, a guy will always look good in a tux. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYyKXq4e2iA/TWddZrd9CCI/AAAAAAAABlE/r3jER024vsM/s1600/156928_498504197148_643197148_6118171_6392649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time my balls were shrinking, then BAM! the Form 4 band went up. Kinda sucks to be remembered as the "form 4 band" since even I don't remember what they were called. Also, was pretty unfortunate that nobody went to the dance floor to cheer them on when they performed, maybe its that ego thing? Anyway, all of us went to get our equipment ready for the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYyKXq4e2iA/TWddZrd9CCI/AAAAAAAABlE/r3jER024vsM/s1600/156928_498504197148_643197148_6118171_6392649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYyKXq4e2iA/TWddZrd9CCI/AAAAAAAABlE/r3jER024vsM/s400/156928_498504197148_643197148_6118171_6392649_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577529359268120610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was now, Do or Die, this is how we were gonna be remembered, either the greatest performance to date, or another flop. Whatever it was, it was gonna end with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and what a loud bang that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tr6xjHs0Kxw/TWdculWWLHI/AAAAAAAABjc/WmlrFv6eRNQ/s1600/34802_498549072148_643197148_6119435_6468944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tr6xjHs0Kxw/TWdculWWLHI/AAAAAAAABjc/WmlrFv6eRNQ/s400/34802_498549072148_643197148_6119435_6468944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528618891226226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 songs lined up that was Sex on Fire, Just Dance (Rock version yeah!) and We'll Be a Dream. Sex on Fire took a little time to warm up, no pun intended, but thanks to help from our boys TtTM we we're getting people on the floor! F yeah moment man! Then we did Just Dance and this time I think the adrenaline was really pumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZzBjE5Ag4Q/TWdcuyRb-yI/AAAAAAAABjs/rSSNN-N-9Vc/s1600/63218_498508072148_643197148_6118231_1645345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZzBjE5Ag4Q/TWdcuyRb-yI/AAAAAAAABjs/rSSNN-N-9Vc/s400/63218_498508072148_643197148_6118231_1645345_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528622360296226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfHlZ_30IJA/TWddZFPXv-I/AAAAAAAABk0/hh0BTm3jM7g/s1600/164806_498507552148_643197148_6118218_1385323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfHlZ_30IJA/TWddZFPXv-I/AAAAAAAABk0/hh0BTm3jM7g/s400/164806_498507552148_643197148_6118218_1385323_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577529349006409698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've sworn that Julian would have crowd surfed if he could! It was just a damn awesome moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not everything was perfect, our last song took us like, half and hour to set up! Just to find some damn stools and a missing acoustic. Fortunately, we nailed it. Paul and Fabi did an amazing performance that made them couples slow dance. Gotta admit, these are the moments you wish you had brought someone to prom. I had someone in mind okay! but she was busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szlIBMpkyEc/TWdfYmEaBmI/AAAAAAAABlc/OcezGxIwJqs/s1600/165719_498509252148_643197148_6118264_3174420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szlIBMpkyEc/TWdfYmEaBmI/AAAAAAAABlc/OcezGxIwJqs/s400/165719_498509252148_643197148_6118264_3174420_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577531539662177890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I think, personally, that the song would forever remind me of prom night and bring back these memories. Bittersweet I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then when our boys went to perform we returned the favor by pulling the crowd in for them! I must say, they probably had a more livelier crowd than we did! Maybe cause we warmed them up? :P Oh well, it was awesome too!&lt;br /&gt;Even better when they collaborated with Radhi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LK7eZyiRk_Y/TWdc8xKfZdI/AAAAAAAABkc/zYxnxr2FIEE/s1600/156799_498552487148_643197148_6119515_4985163_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LK7eZyiRk_Y/TWdc8xKfZdI/AAAAAAAABkc/zYxnxr2FIEE/s400/156799_498552487148_643197148_6119515_4985163_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528862580893138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75zvMqsxh6s/TWdfYicCvXI/AAAAAAAABlU/UKW6RzqvFzY/s1600/165394_498552177148_643197148_6119504_8137084_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75zvMqsxh6s/TWdfYicCvXI/AAAAAAAABlU/UKW6RzqvFzY/s400/165394_498552177148_643197148_6119504_8137084_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577531538687573362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egrfRV6kLBI/TWdc7Rly9vI/AAAAAAAABkE/WwY_93iSMNQ/s1600/68197_498553892148_643197148_6119569_2387655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egrfRV6kLBI/TWdc7Rly9vI/AAAAAAAABkE/WwY_93iSMNQ/s400/68197_498553892148_643197148_6119569_2387655_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528836925617906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtOHlz6IPco/TWddYytY5lI/AAAAAAAABks/ul99yBclUsg/s1600/164814_498555862148_643197148_6119640_8024038_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtOHlz6IPco/TWddYytY5lI/AAAAAAAABks/ul99yBclUsg/s400/164814_498555862148_643197148_6119640_8024038_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577529344032040530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to properly describe Caprice's performance since it was just flipping wicked. I was, a skeptic, but I guess I was wrong! His performance was pretty awesome and he even did a video of well, us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcvBhDq3Amc/TWdc8E2AwVI/AAAAAAAABkU/2ubgx6lLiqE/s1600/156717_498562722148_643197148_6119928_895687_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcvBhDq3Amc/TWdc8E2AwVI/AAAAAAAABkU/2ubgx6lLiqE/s400/156717_498562722148_643197148_6119928_895687_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528850683838802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1bFWRr-INY/TWdcuy7sweI/AAAAAAAABjk/Z9PxWRfiP3M/s1600/47587_498562487148_643197148_6119916_591554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1bFWRr-INY/TWdcuy7sweI/AAAAAAAABjk/Z9PxWRfiP3M/s400/47587_498562487148_643197148_6119916_591554_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528622537556450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CbWBfHk0mgg" width="440" frameborder="0" height="278"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to spot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the festivities continued, time was moving faster than anyone imagined, I remember not even eating that much since like, most of my time was spent um, NOT eating. I WANTED MY FRIED RICE DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 11.45pm or something they were gonna announce the winners of the various awards of the night like Best Personality, Best Brains, and of course, Prom King and Queen. Oh and I was in the running for that title too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/165560_487495538769_529988769_5754309_2418882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 324px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/165560_487495538769_529988769_5754309_2418882_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, I did NOT vote for anyone that night other than Denise for which I thought she looked stunning. The picture above illustrates what I did NOT do. I think that was Aiman's vote. Thanks man ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figured that I had no way of actually winning this since the majority of the votes would go to probably Faidhi or something. So yeah, took of my suit and just chilled there while they announced the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell of my chair when they announced the winner. I swear that I didn't even half expect that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;of all people would be the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude, you fucking won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choy, I'm so proud of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holy shit dude you won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get up there la quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just won Prom King. Me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would probably be one of the greatest moments and achievement of my high school life if I hadn't so busy trying to get my suit back on and fumbling about. To say I was surprised would be the understatement of the century. I was literally shaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many shots of me doing that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-just-shat-myself&lt;/span&gt; face on Facebook which I should upload here. It was epic! but I was nervous as hell when I was up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KABXTmDJDoQ/TWdcvaOEluI/AAAAAAAABj8/8l9lw2EkphY/s1600/68163_498567507148_643197148_6120035_6557063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KABXTmDJDoQ/TWdcvaOEluI/AAAAAAAABj8/8l9lw2EkphY/s400/68163_498567507148_643197148_6120035_6557063_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528633083598562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, traditionally speaking, I don't think Chinese people normally won prom king. I feel like Obama! I don't know how to describe my feelings in words but if I could, it felt like the greatest achievement ever. It was nice to know hey, people like me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done being full of myself. Sorry, it was just so amazing that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_S3sSFUG5U/TWdcvIptVzI/AAAAAAAABj0/VDKyvoMxqug/s1600/63533_498567997148_643197148_6120049_3541505_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_S3sSFUG5U/TWdcvIptVzI/AAAAAAAABj0/VDKyvoMxqug/s400/63533_498567997148_643197148_6120049_3541505_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528628367677234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, after all that I think our host Marcus came up to me and said "Hey, ever since I saw you with your bass I knew you would have won." That was kinda, um, flattering I guess! and and these twins came up to me and told me they voted for me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing up the instruments and drums on our trolley we had a few moments to linger around and mingle. We took a bunch of group photos, some polaroids (which I proudly stick in my room.) and some pictures with everyone that night. Did I mention how good everyone looked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden realization that damn, this is gonna be one of the last nights that I see the class of 2010 together. It was a bittersweet moment. On one hand, it was one of the most spectacular nights of the year spent with some of the awesomest company you could ever have dreamed of and on the other, it's like a transition where we're all gonna be out to do our things and pave a way for our future. No more messing around, life starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that some of us like the Ticket to The Moon guys headed back to the room. For me, I was too exhausted to continue going anywhere after that. I sent a few people home and got home around 3am. Didn't help that I had a Melaka trip with the church buddies the next day at 7am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was exhausted as hell, I couldn't resist opening my present from prom! New cologne yay! I dozed off shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely think that Melawati's Prom of 2010 was absolutely brilliant. Sure it had it's ups and downs but I think that it all paid off in the end. I think its a night everyone would look back to and remember. All the memories and experience that we shared throughout the year ends with a bang! I wouldn't think of a more elaborate way to end my high school life. Also, gotta thank everyone who voted for me that night! It means so much to actually win it! I will keep that sash forever haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss each and everyone of you guys. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWNIkLvjGCY/TWdc7rYo1KI/AAAAAAAABkM/nseeVggg5S0/s1600/69720_498576102148_643197148_6120403_7868283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWNIkLvjGCY/TWdc7rYo1KI/AAAAAAAABkM/nseeVggg5S0/s400/69720_498576102148_643197148_6120403_7868283_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577528843849749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melawati High. Class of 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2596864291890532222?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2596864291890532222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2596864291890532222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2596864291890532222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2596864291890532222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/02/prom.html' title='Prom!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfjGuJPpkns/TWdf4QZm8FI/AAAAAAAABmM/GwdvoiNUsME/s72-c/IMG_20101220_151559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-468628809953455181</id><published>2011-01-07T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T08:41:54.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short update</title><content type='html'>Britain really opened my eyes to alot of things and I'm glad I got the chance to come here &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates on prom,melaka and UK asap when i get back  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-468628809953455181?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/468628809953455181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=468628809953455181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/468628809953455181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/468628809953455181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-update.html' title='Short update'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1992487401333407839</id><published>2010-12-18T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:53:42.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>ARE YOU READY?</title><content type='html'>I'M SO PUMPED UP FOR PROM OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melawati's Prom which is gonna be held at The Prince Hotel in KL is this monday and I can't wait to have an freaking awesome good time! We're gonna rock the stage out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs867.snc4/71159_163612463668683_6036543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 283px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs867.snc4/71159_163612463668683_6036543_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to be quite frank, the prom fliers suck ass but the tickets are oh my god SO NICE. Its a vintage looking passport with either Elvis or Marilyn Monroe. How cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know how Melawatians throw the best events ever right? That makes me even more excited for Monday! I've been practicing with the guys till I'm on the verge of falling sick. I'm actually quite exhausted to even finish this post but I love you guys so yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would notice too that I'm not always this hyper but I really am stoked for this Monday night! Its gonna be a night to remember! Maybe I'll get lucky! Hahah just kidding! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the guys and I are gonna have to be there early for a sound check and all and I really hope there isn't a jam when we arrive in our convoy. That would be such a cockblock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I'M SO EXCITED OMGG I DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND WHY BUT I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to take pictures! Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1992487401333407839?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1992487401333407839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1992487401333407839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1992487401333407839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1992487401333407839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/12/are-you-ready.html' title='ARE YOU READY?'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5280802641334785034</id><published>2010-12-18T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T01:47:31.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KLIMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concepts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vehicles'/><title type='text'>KLIMS '10</title><content type='html'>Was the first motorshow I've ever been too and I was quite excited really! Though I really wanted Ford to be there only cause I really really love the new Fiesta. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda sucks to go to a place where its so close yet so far. Some of the cars we're pretty cool and I sat in a few. I like the Hyundai Genesis Coupe actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmSO9OPI/AAAAAAAABhg/vp8B2JH5uMk/s1600/IMG_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmSO9OPI/AAAAAAAABhg/vp8B2JH5uMk/s400/IMG_2126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685555021756658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore my very high looking face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there has to be the supercars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmB7hq1I/AAAAAAAABhY/yhEm1yhB3rs/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmB7hq1I/AAAAAAAABhY/yhEm1yhB3rs/s400/IMG_2107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685550645291858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5BgnMYI/AAAAAAAABiA/s-ajrlCirBw/s1600/IMG_7541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5BgnMYI/AAAAAAAABiA/s-ajrlCirBw/s400/IMG_7541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685876949922178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the newer cars. The overall presentation was pretty good. Especially from the likes of Hyundai and Proton. The Mitsubishi's we're pretty good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOnD6KdTI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z9NDphbOqYg/s1600/IMG_7663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOnD6KdTI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z9NDphbOqYg/s400/IMG_7663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687767379572018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmgx3LHI/AAAAAAAABiw/Y9DivCFczDE/s1600/IMG_7623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmgx3LHI/AAAAAAAABiw/Y9DivCFczDE/s400/IMG_7623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687757949512818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. And the best is obviously the concept cars and the models! Starting with the funny looking one haha! The girl in red looks kinda like JuYi though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOnYZTY-I/AAAAAAAABjI/u9Pd8-IGMUk/s1600/IMG_7664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOnYZTY-I/AAAAAAAABjI/u9Pd8-IGMUk/s400/IMG_7664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687772878889954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOnD6KdTI/AAAAAAAABjA/Z9NDphbOqYg/s1600/IMG_7663.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmxPy6AI/AAAAAAAABi4/Ikfmjyg418k/s1600/IMG_7632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmxPy6AI/AAAAAAAABi4/Ikfmjyg418k/s400/IMG_7632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687762370029570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmgx3LHI/AAAAAAAABiw/Y9DivCFczDE/s1600/IMG_7623.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmYksm2I/AAAAAAAABio/5KvJ2U4dFeE/s1600/IMG_7621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuOmYksm2I/AAAAAAAABio/5KvJ2U4dFeE/s400/IMG_7621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687755746810722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM6Pu037I/AAAAAAAABiY/qdW38T2ZJVw/s1600/IMG_7615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM6Pu037I/AAAAAAAABiY/qdW38T2ZJVw/s400/IMG_7615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685897947504562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5u7oQnI/AAAAAAAABiQ/mw28OMNOpdY/s1600/IMG_7589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5u7oQnI/AAAAAAAABiQ/mw28OMNOpdY/s400/IMG_7589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685889142833778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the concept Toyota FT HS is freaking beautiful! and the new Honda CR-Z looks great! The surprising thing is that both cars are actually hybrids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmodMHqI/AAAAAAAABho/4Dzahk_y8W8/s1600/IMG_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmodMHqI/AAAAAAAABho/4Dzahk_y8W8/s400/IMG_2142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685560987033250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMnG072jI/AAAAAAAABh4/xsrrUivRR_Y/s1600/IMG_2151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMnG072jI/AAAAAAAABh4/xsrrUivRR_Y/s400/IMG_2151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685569139694130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMm1U82dI/AAAAAAAABhw/c2D6sPKtO5A/s1600/IMG_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMm1U82dI/AAAAAAAABhw/c2D6sPKtO5A/s400/IMG_2139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685564442139090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw. Here's what my dad and I concluded about Chery cars. See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5fPz4cI/AAAAAAAABiI/phSRn3sJai8/s1600/IMG_7555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM5fPz4cI/AAAAAAAABiI/phSRn3sJai8/s400/IMG_7555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685884932514242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks pretty decent but upon closer inspection the door knobs we're like from my toys and the door was squeaking when pulled it. When I sat in there it felt like it was gonna fall apart. So conclusion is never buy Chinese made cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall quote my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM6VZeCvI/AAAAAAAABig/SDgVlm25r7U/s1600/IMG_7616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuM6VZeCvI/AAAAAAAABig/SDgVlm25r7U/s400/IMG_7616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551685899468540658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always leave it to the Chinese people, copy copy copy everything but never make it."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5280802641334785034?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5280802641334785034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5280802641334785034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5280802641334785034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5280802641334785034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/12/klims-10.html' title='KLIMS &apos;10'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TQuMmSO9OPI/AAAAAAAABhg/vp8B2JH5uMk/s72-c/IMG_2126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8433634598194971445</id><published>2010-12-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:57:00.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm shy.</title><content type='html'>NO JOO OH DON'T READ IT I'M SHYYYYYY D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8433634598194971445?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8433634598194971445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8433634598194971445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8433634598194971445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8433634598194971445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-shy.html' title='I&apos;m shy.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1028872427119615946</id><published>2010-12-10T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:41:19.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back then.</title><content type='html'>I really didn't think that this would happen. But it did. There's no way things would ever get back the same and even though it isn't anything to do with me, I get affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I care and value our friendship. We grew up together and we're letting everything fall apart. Why? Because one thing led to another. Because of pride, ego, jealousy, anger, frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the reason utterly stupid. Maybe it's just me and I haven't personally experienced it but some people just need to grow up and stop acting so immature. What's done is done. Why hold grudges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, people messed me up before but I honestly don't hold it in anymore. What's the point? I just get angry and yeah great I can let it go but what I don't know is that its indirectly effecting the people around me. Which isn't that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, everyone gets angry but there's a limit to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just, want something that won't happen. I want everything to be back like it used to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1028872427119615946?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1028872427119615946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1028872427119615946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1028872427119615946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1028872427119615946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-then.html' title='Back then.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4600299373599849447</id><published>2010-12-10T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:14:28.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Like a New Hello.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is ALMOST officially over for me so that means more updates (I HOPE) and yeah I'm feeling super awesome these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since SPM is over of the majority of us I guess its start planning for the future. Like someone said, the rest of our lives start now. Which is kinda scary when you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like leaving high school, its something that you know was inevitable but you never really imagined how it'd be like you know? I mean I still believe that your real friends are the ones you make in high school. Cause its a dog it dog world out there. Sometimes you need people who won't bite your head off if given the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to some it may be a sad farewell, to others it's a new beginning. Overall its a bittersweet feeling to say the least. I kinda miss some of my buddies now itself. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow since I'm pretty much free atm I'm gonna start trying and learning new things. Probably get a new hairstyle or something too. Anyway, my camera's busted so for now, no new pictures! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna get a.. let's leave it to the benefit of doubt ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4600299373599849447?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4600299373599849447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4600299373599849447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4600299373599849447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4600299373599849447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/12/like-new-hello.html' title='Like a New Hello.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4710788190004502106</id><published>2010-11-03T19:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:08:51.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand opening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniqlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><title type='text'>Uniqlo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.go-uniqlo.com/templates/voucher/edm_header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.go-uniqlo.com/templates/voucher/edm_header.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys are normally affiliated with things like music and cars and girls right? Rarely do the "guys" and "shopping" actually come in the same sentence except when it involves waiting for the girlfriend/mum/wife/sister/mistake. But I don't know, I love to shop, call it weird but I just like buying new stuff for my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I heard Uniqlo was coming down to Malaysia and was having the Grand Opening tmrw at Fahrenheit 88 I was jizzed. Honest to God I didn't know what was Uniqlo at first until my friend told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniqlo is what Gap is to the US, what Topman/Topshop is to the UK and what.. er.. Ramli Burger is to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gave me all the reasons I need to go tomorrow! I CANT WAIT! I mean there's SPM and all but as Jesse puts it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniqlo &gt; SPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I'm like a huge fan of Topman so I'm really excited for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since tomorrow is the grand opening of the BIGGEST Uniqlo store in South East Asia, the first 500 in queue will get a chance to win an all expense paid trip to Tokyo, Japan for 4 days and 3 nights! THERES a 1 in 100 chance to win!  and first 1000 in line gets a bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; side talking. But hey its true! Mention the word "Free Gift" to any Malaysian and your bound to get a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Well I'm off to bed early! See you guys tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4710788190004502106?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4710788190004502106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4710788190004502106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4710788190004502106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4710788190004502106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/11/uniqlo.html' title='Uniqlo!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2188799448629826145</id><published>2010-10-28T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:43:33.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never'/><title type='text'>Back in the day</title><content type='html'>I wish it'll all go back to when we we're kids. Where there wasn't any animosity or any anger and the biggest thing would probably be whether the ice cream guy would come by our houses. I wished it was the same now. Where I can skip all the drama, all the people A not getting along with people B. I'm so sick of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall revert back to my old ways. Never showing my emotions. That way, everyone wins. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2188799448629826145?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2188799448629826145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2188799448629826145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2188799448629826145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2188799448629826145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-in-day.html' title='Back in the day'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8554580360263754348</id><published>2010-10-25T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:31:38.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>Feelings?</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I had this feeling inside of me. Its been too long too, that I was afraid I might have forgotten how it felt like. Call me a sadist but its a good kind of pain. I guess I would mistake it for adrenaline but I know what this is. Emotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8554580360263754348?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8554580360263754348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8554580360263754348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8554580360263754348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8554580360263754348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/feelings.html' title='Feelings?'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7320881809925139871</id><published>2010-10-24T15:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:24:48.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourists'/><title type='text'>I'm gonna miss this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPtCLI_SAI/AAAAAAAABgs/IkvlHhHhvzg/s1600/IMAG0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpHiCMjtI/AAAAAAAABf0/5s3NVDE9_Yc/s1600/IMAG0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpHZNjADI/AAAAAAAABfs/a6BS_14faF8/s1600/IMAG0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpHZNjADI/AAAAAAAABfs/a6BS_14faF8/s400/IMAG0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521080577163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three Subway Cars came in a convoy to give us subway vouchers. Maybe they found out we stole free refills the other day. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you give realize that all hope has been lost. You don't stress as much. Haha okay what am I saying I'm stressing but I'm not doing anything about it! And SPM is coming in like 29 days? or something like that. So tuition has been vital to ensuring we dont flunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition the other day we didn't have transport home so the humble idea that was to walk home ended up being a full fledged adventure. I mean these kinda things you can only do when your young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpH4Zo69I/AAAAAAAABf8/JhM6tYXf5PU/s1600/IMAG0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpH4Zo69I/AAAAAAAABf8/JhM6tYXf5PU/s400/IMAG0183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521088949382098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to quote Eric &lt;blockquote&gt;Indian people walk super fast when they have something to talk about.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that may be true since Arjun and Ju was already on the bridge when we we're still yards away. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpIWtVrPI/AAAAAAAABgE/9LHFIkFAx_g/s1600/IMAG0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpIWtVrPI/AAAAAAAABgE/9LHFIkFAx_g/s400/IMAG0186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521097085070578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we passed the zoo and this blue Murcielago passed us and we all got a lil orgasmic and walked towards the zoo where we proceeded to act like a bunch of tourist, from macau. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpIUk7uvI/AAAAAAAABgM/lS6AEYiohBw/s1600/IMAG0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpIUk7uvI/AAAAAAAABgM/lS6AEYiohBw/s400/IMAG0187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521096512944882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp3P0wl7I/AAAAAAAABgk/zI8QqvZia8o/s1600/IMAG0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp3P0wl7I/AAAAAAAABgk/zI8QqvZia8o/s400/IMAG0189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521902690998194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the peace signs? Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E took a video all the way to the entrance which we realize it was closed. Not like we were really go in. Well, certainly not gonna pay RM25 for it. As explained in the illustration below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp2bRP75I/AAAAAAAABgc/zlKbBP00bWk/s1600/IMAG0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp2bRP75I/AAAAAAAABgc/zlKbBP00bWk/s400/IMAG0190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521888583413650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp2BFYn3I/AAAAAAAABgU/bBsOgVVZe0U/s1600/IMAG0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPp2BFYn3I/AAAAAAAABgU/bBsOgVVZe0U/s400/IMAG0191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531521881554329458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pretty productive day I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SHO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPtCLI_SAI/AAAAAAAABgs/IkvlHhHhvzg/s1600/IMAG0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPtCLI_SAI/AAAAAAAABgs/IkvlHhHhvzg/s400/IMAG0136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531525388947113986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7320881809925139871?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7320881809925139871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7320881809925139871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7320881809925139871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7320881809925139871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-gonna-miss-this.html' title='I&apos;m gonna miss this.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TMPpHZNjADI/AAAAAAAABfs/a6BS_14faF8/s72-c/IMAG0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-489215088364963839</id><published>2010-10-20T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:47:57.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wangsa walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Mummy Choy turns 18! LOL</title><content type='html'>So last Friday was Mummy Choy's birthday! So as everyone knows guys pretty much sucks at getting gifts for the opposite sex. Like if it was a guy it might be simpler but girls there are so many variables that must be considered. I didn't help with the fact that my mum seem to have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sabs and I decided to go out to Wangsa Walk (How original right?) to get something. I already kinda knew for a fact that we werent gonna end up getting anything. And besides I had something else on my mind. Food. Then again that's what we think of all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is everytime I ask her if she's hungry she'd say no so I'll end up saying nah I'll eat later or something. But this time I succumbed to the evil that is called Subway. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered my SoTD as usual and requested all the sauces except thousand island. yeah thanks to Fabi I have embraced drowning my parmesan oregano. Yum. It really is good! She wasnt used to eating sandwiches like this so you could expect a mess. It was adorable I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with a friend of hers called Ben and somehow really could communicate with the dude. Maybe it was just us relating the fact that girls are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; most indecisive creatures on the planet. So while Sabs went to pick we just hang back giving suggestions and talking about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually went to this store where I think we spent a good half hour there. Guess why? Deciding which colour. Oh yeah. And I thought I was the indecisive one. Eventually settle for one. And I decided to get flowers from the store next door. Probably spent another 15 minutes here deciding the colours T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to Subway since Ben didnt eat yet so met up with them later. Shit happened and I just wanna highlight something. Malaysian pharmacies have no pharmacist. Like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, bumped into Yi En. And literally bumped into her. Most. Awkward. Hug. Everrrrrr. Which was kinda embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty fun day actually. Mum was really happy with the stuff! Woohoo! happy birthday mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I shall get the flowers for you next time okay ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 days till SPM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-489215088364963839?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/489215088364963839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=489215088364963839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/489215088364963839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/489215088364963839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/mummy-choy-turns-18-lol.html' title='Mummy Choy turns 18! LOL'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3060058440020198897</id><published>2010-10-14T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:42:19.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><title type='text'>Dum Dee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If it were meant to happen it would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well yeah, it would happen. But that doesn't mean that you leave it to faith and not do anything about it. Many a times people tend to just leave things and not do anything about it and then complain when things don't work out. Like if u really want something. Work for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO PROM IS ON THE 20th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I don't think I'll be going with anyone. I would love to but I believe that if I wanna bring a prom date she would have to be someone very special to me. Not because I wanna show oh I have a super hot date or wanna get laid or whatever. That's true really. So yeah well, I did wanna bring someone. But well end up I'll be going with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes my prom date fantasies. Hahaha who knows. Still early to tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3060058440020198897?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3060058440020198897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3060058440020198897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3060058440020198897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3060058440020198897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/dum-dee.html' title='Dum Dee'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-34398566861786343</id><published>2010-10-02T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:01:35.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cliffhanger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarface'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mafia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND.</title><content type='html'>Fine. So El Pacino wasn't a mafia but he has an M16. So that's awesome works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I am failing my trials I would blame it partly on my futile attempts at studying and also MAFIA 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. After 13 hours of playing it I am done. It was a bloody good game I tell you. The who narrative and drama of the game really pulls you in like a real mafia movie. Plus the characters are pretty unique and has their own characteristics. Like our slapstick duo, Vito and Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't get is that epic cliffhanger ending that makes me wanna shit my pants. GOSH I WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NOT THE STUPID CREDITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I think it was a damn good game in its own right. Now.. To pass the game to Arjun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-34398566861786343?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/34398566861786343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=34398566861786343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/34398566861786343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/34398566861786343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/say-hello-to-my-little-friend.html' title='SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5812517940934861209</id><published>2010-10-01T00:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:04:14.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Wake me up when september ends.</title><content type='html'>Maybe its just me but touch screen phones are really prone to typos and well hurts my arm generally. Maybe its just me since I've been having my SPM trials and my mind isn't exactly sober atm. Sleep deficiency is bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, SPM anxiety kicked in. I find everything else besides staying at home guilty wince I could be studying. At time or writing it is about 54 days to SPM and everyone is frantically preparing for the worst. Brothers having pmr next week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, its inevitable. But think of post SPM! Road trips, prom, drinks at night, lepaking at home, GET A GIRLFRIEND. HAHA. Well that's what fabi said since I was getting horny lol. But well, nobody wants me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, people who are still up will normally be cramming their heads doing bio and/or stoning like what I'm doing. So screwed. My fault anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about getting screwed my past few weeks was pretty fun. Bought some new toys clothes, hang out abit. The usual. But I think I've been studying more which is good too. Twitter took over my life wince I sometimes can't find the inspiration to talk about so I random crap some stuff. And its pretty fun getting RT'ed and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different side of things I think I'm gonna let this girl I currently always think of slide je la. I mean somethings just aren't meant to be I guess. And ill save her the awkwardness. Oh well I guess its okay.  What's the point of caring when they don't even like idk.&lt;br /&gt;So close yet so far right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till trials are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5812517940934861209?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5812517940934861209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5812517940934861209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5812517940934861209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5812517940934861209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when september ends.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7680333168030705949</id><published>2010-09-26T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:35:12.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><title type='text'>Sorry but..</title><content type='html'>Out of order. in the mean time, follow me at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/jcmuffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7680333168030705949?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7680333168030705949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7680333168030705949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7680333168030705949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7680333168030705949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/09/sorry-but.html' title='Sorry but..'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2879032012886033023</id><published>2010-09-05T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:37:23.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jayshree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='klcc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxers'/><title type='text'>In between add maths papers and a spilled cup of milo.</title><content type='html'>Excuse my somewhat melodramatic title. Its been a really rather awesome week so far. Sorry for the lack of updates. I think if you are one of my 1000+ friends on Facebook you should be well aware of my rather busy week. I'm still considering on deleting a few hundred people I clearly don't know. Well, latest privacy issues scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really scares me though is SPM which is creeping closer and closer. I think my hair might be falling of due to the stress. Might explain my bald spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last Saturday I was at La Risata's for Sean's belated party. Guess who I saw? Eli, who was buka puasaing there. Kinda terasa that she didnt invite me for buka. But its okay, I would had other priorities. And I saw this freaking hot blonde girl who looked 17. Its hard to describe but try to imagine a cross between Hayley Williams and Pixie Lott. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Jayshree's epic party at Babarilos(or was it Bacarilos?). I didn't get drunk but I got to try various different types of cocktails. Was pretty okay I guess! Had to drive that night so I had to be responsible. HAHA. It was really a helluva night, everyone was just so kinky and high and stuff. Met this awesome girl, Amanda there too! Su is right though, that Chinese people have a natural tendency to own in pool.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0a2KOQdI/AAAAAAAABfg/6tobUegRmiY/s1600/47761_433956067157_572807157_4897151_5380866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0a2KOQdI/AAAAAAAABfg/6tobUegRmiY/s400/47761_433956067157_572807157_4897151_5380866_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513448742139609554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0aAWzqrI/AAAAAAAABfQ/vgsTYCVshko/s1600/47558_433961882157_572807157_4897290_5675091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0aAWzqrI/AAAAAAAABfQ/vgsTYCVshko/s400/47558_433961882157_572807157_4897290_5675091_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513448727696878258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0akk9FuI/AAAAAAAABfY/hqPrxJP1Hqk/s1600/47558_433962047157_572807157_4897321_2469222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0akk9FuI/AAAAAAAABfY/hqPrxJP1Hqk/s400/47558_433962047157_572807157_4897321_2469222_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513448737419892450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we just know how to use our sticks. HAHAHA I remembered everyone had to wake up early for tuition in the morning. Every came, and boy, was everyone just so damn horny. We we're talking about bases and stuff and even Fabi was so kinky. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, Tuesday I went out with Sabby to KLCC for Inception (FINALLY). As always, when I went over to pick her up her maid would just freak me out. It was a pretty cool day la, from trying to do a reverse parking (which I epic failed.) to buying the tickets from the SAME guy who asked May and I whether we were underaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go get boxers so we went from one store to another, and ended up going back to Topman and getting two. I realized now how freakin expensive it actually was damn. I'll show you which I bought. Well, lets just say my mum laughed at me. This is one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.topman.com/wcsstore/TopMan/images/catalog/52J21AGRY_large.jpg" id="il_fi" height="486" width="357" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Epic. HAHAHA She picked it okay! I wanted the one with the penguins. And yes I do realize that probably made me sound really really gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for dinner at some place in Wangsa Maju and talked for like an hour ish there. Was a good day! I still remember what we were talking about. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then the rest of the week was just me sleeping and playing the guitar. Anyway, time to sleep. Have to study more! Promise I will update more too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I realized that I havent been taking much pictures. I will soon! Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2879032012886033023?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2879032012886033023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2879032012886033023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2879032012886033023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2879032012886033023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-between-add-maths-papers-and-spilled.html' title='In between add maths papers and a spilled cup of milo.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TIO0a2KOQdI/AAAAAAAABfg/6tobUegRmiY/s72-c/47761_433956067157_572807157_4897151_5380866_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3092156803057478645</id><published>2010-08-28T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:00:54.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee hom'/><title type='text'>Now to grab that guitar.</title><content type='html'>Mission for the month. Play this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCySEs12xoQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCySEs12xoQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handoyomia.com/4/313.html"&gt;http://www.handoyomia.com/4/313.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title"&gt;    &lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="你不知道的事 Ni Bu Zhi Dao De Shi Guitar Solo - 王力宏 - FingerStyle Guitar"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;你不知道的事 Ni Bu Zhi Dao De Shi - Lee Hom ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3092156803057478645?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3092156803057478645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3092156803057478645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3092156803057478645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3092156803057478645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/mission-for-month.html' title='Now to grab that guitar.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8153252080014887990</id><published>2010-08-28T13:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:57:34.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schanny&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brandon'/><title type='text'>Lyno's @ Schanny's Pad</title><content type='html'>I've been going out too much lately. What SPM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just woke up being slightly hungover from last night. Don't blame me, I don't normally drink anyway. But I gotta say, last night was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn had a party last night at Schanny's place. Was kinda feeling guilty at first on going since I haven't really been studying much. But how could I miss the awesomenest that was Schanny's crib. I've said it once and I'll say it again. The house is just beautiful! Its a reminisce of a Caribbean beach house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we got there by LRT since Schanny's house is just a walking distance from the place. In the LRT Arjun was like one day he's gonna compile all Julian's quotes into a blogpost or a book. Your probably wondering why, but he comes up with the most randomest shit. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent a few hours at his place. The food was awesome as expected. The company was good too! Got to meet up with some familiar faces like Charlene and Belle. Its true what schanny says, We're special cause unlike other part time workers, we actually still meet up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much thanks to David for the Cognac! Which again like last year got Brandon really really drunk. Again. I was just tipsy! I think its pretty cool when everyone is all high and shit. I think the one thing that separates drunk people from sober people is when they keep repeating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'M NOT DRUNK LA! - Brandon&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to smudge Lynn's face with chocolate cake. That was really epic! And then Brandon started dancing. It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, everyone was pretty sober except him. He looked like he was gonna puke on Eddy. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great night. Ended up going back at around 11.40. But I came with a brilliant plan. I brought home food. So mum didn't say anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8153252080014887990?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8153252080014887990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8153252080014887990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8153252080014887990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8153252080014887990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/lynos-schannys-pad.html' title='Lyno&apos;s @ Schanny&apos;s Pad'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6906518104692946723</id><published>2010-08-19T23:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:52:52.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nexgen'/><title type='text'>The day Big Daddy gets a surprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c1F3WFcI/AAAAAAAABdA/CMEFou9OCD4/s1600/IMG_6692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c1F3WFcI/AAAAAAAABdA/CMEFou9OCD4/s400/IMG_6692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507159986521118146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c0iCxm9I/AAAAAAAABc4/_tWVOC5DCXU/s1600/IMG_6687.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever get that feeling where its your birthday and it seems so one remembers? Only to be surprised by them mere hours later and find out that they had this planned from the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably the greatest feeling in the world. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got this call from Stevie saying that we are gonna surprise Sanjeev on Friday night at his place before going for dinner. I wasn't sure on the details but it sounded like a good plan! So yeah on Friday we met up at McDs near ISKL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining and not everyone was there so we all decided to crash in Steve's car and talk about.. Stuff. Oh, and there was this girl with brown hair who looked really cute. Just saying la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway once adrian came we drove to Sanjeev's house, convoy style. Pretty cool I must say! Oh and note to self: Camera's are really distracting. No not the flashes. Its just that I have the tendency to want to be in the picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c0iCxm9I/AAAAAAAABc4/_tWVOC5DCXU/s1600/IMG_6687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c0iCxm9I/AAAAAAAABc4/_tWVOC5DCXU/s400/IMG_6687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507159976905382866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fFYuY17I/AAAAAAAABdw/0S3DulfsBOY/s1600/IMG_6801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fFYuY17I/AAAAAAAABdw/0S3DulfsBOY/s400/IMG_6801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507162465484986290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to listen to Katy Perry but the iPod decided to die on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached Sanjeev's place we rendezvous with the sister and we hid at the back of Sanjeev's place. By now the cake was already lit up and we were just waiting for Steve to bring him down. Behind us was a dog that was banging the door really hard. It was so scary. The dog turned out quite cute actually. And well I think it liked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c2dsTLpI/AAAAAAAABdY/J655zlXRd-0/s1600/IMG_6729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c2dsTLpI/AAAAAAAABdY/J655zlXRd-0/s400/IMG_6729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507160010097110674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..its not what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway once Sanjeev came down we all rushed to him but I think he was more confused than shocked cause he couldnt see us. But when he put on his glasses he went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c1Zq5SDI/AAAAAAAABdI/dGGrore5dlY/s1600/IMG_6694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c1Zq5SDI/AAAAAAAABdI/dGGrore5dlY/s400/IMG_6694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507159991837607986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that expression. Priceless moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c2PnuEpI/AAAAAAAABdQ/bY1xh83PxXc/s1600/IMG_6717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c2PnuEpI/AAAAAAAABdQ/bY1xh83PxXc/s400/IMG_6717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507160006319805074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, did you hear me? Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a round or two of cakes Steve had something else up his sleeve. We had to stall him while he got prepared. Eventually we tied a blindfold over him for the next surprise. I hope the series of images that follow explains what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i4UN7F_I/AAAAAAAABeo/zJrh64C9r64/s1600/IMG_6751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i4UN7F_I/AAAAAAAABeo/zJrh64C9r64/s400/IMG_6751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507166638983288818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fFnWC39I/AAAAAAAABd4/hg92OUx42XI/s1600/IMG_6752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fFnWC39I/AAAAAAAABd4/hg92OUx42XI/s400/IMG_6752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507162469409415122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fEoAWKiI/AAAAAAAABdg/NuycjcrcfbA/s1600/IMG_67601111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fEoAWKiI/AAAAAAAABdg/NuycjcrcfbA/s400/IMG_67601111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507162452406970914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man was he wet after that. But I love this picture. I think he tried to get revenge but running after us and hugging us. We got away but Boon Hoe wasn't so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i4sC9SdI/AAAAAAAABew/-_3nCOFsa6o/s1600/IMG_6763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i4sC9SdI/AAAAAAAABew/-_3nCOFsa6o/s400/IMG_6763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507166645379746258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fFPSiZZI/AAAAAAAABdo/Jv4-KWd_EHk/s1600/IMG_6779.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor poor Boon Hoe. After that we drove him for TGI for dinner. Only he didn't know this so we just stashed him inside the car. He probably thought he was going to fall in a river or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i41pb6AI/AAAAAAAABe4/ZxyW2uzWbCM/s1600/IMG_6799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1i41pb6AI/AAAAAAAABe4/ZxyW2uzWbCM/s400/IMG_6799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507166647957055490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1geHYvc1I/AAAAAAAABeQ/TMZ4_RUZEYc/s1600/IMG_6886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1geHYvc1I/AAAAAAAABeQ/TMZ4_RUZEYc/s400/IMG_6886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507163989839147858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we're like the noisiest bunch in TGI. It was really good though and everyone kept eating my fries. Did I say everyone? I meant Yi En. She ate everything! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG91IYUmhOI/AAAAAAAABfA/roXfldbnBAU/s1600/IMG_6830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG91IYUmhOI/AAAAAAAABfA/roXfldbnBAU/s400/IMG_6830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507749656125670626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got what she deserved. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think it was a good night. Everyone seemed satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1gdt45WHI/AAAAAAAABeI/d-cOBkpJKg4/s1600/IMG_6888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1gdt45WHI/AAAAAAAABeI/d-cOBkpJKg4/s400/IMG_6888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507163982994692210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fGDgsDgI/AAAAAAAABeA/ph65Vo2hXgo/s1600/IMG_6859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1fGDgsDgI/AAAAAAAABeA/ph65Vo2hXgo/s400/IMG_6859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507162476970249730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My point exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjeev was so shy when he had to do a speech. But he was happy and that's all that matters! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1geWq4uMI/AAAAAAAABeY/4D162Sxxe-U/s1600/IMG_6914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1geWq4uMI/AAAAAAAABeY/4D162Sxxe-U/s400/IMG_6914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507163993941784770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went home pretty happy that night I guess. Now I wonder whose birthday is next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs310.snc4/40819_427508257481_703532481_4792318_8070404_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 279px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs310.snc4/40819_427508257481_703532481_4792318_8070404_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6906518104692946723?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6906518104692946723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6906518104692946723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6906518104692946723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6906518104692946723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-big-daddy-gets-surprise.html' title='The day Big Daddy gets a surprise.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TG1c1F3WFcI/AAAAAAAABdA/CMEFou9OCD4/s72-c/IMG_6692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1137346507618484848</id><published>2010-08-10T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:24:52.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testosterone filled moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TFM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedicated'/><title type='text'>Phases of the Breakup.</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what happens AFTER the breakup? A person would undergo the corresponding phases in order to cope with the ordeal. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phase 1 - The emo phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when everything seems to remind you of her. That song you used to share. The places you used to go. The messages you used to receive. The stupid smell that she used to wear that your bestfriend is now using. Normally this is the phase where you need people to support you.  Phase 1 ends after your phone bill skyrockets and alot of emo mamak sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phase 2 The getting over phase/ Realization phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when your friends finally knocked some sense in that thick skull of yours and you realize that your SO MUCH better of without him/her in your life. You thought back and wondered why you wasted all your tears over someone that isn't worth it. You would probably get mindfucked and end up being a player. OR you just get over it. Whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phase 3 The ignoring/Testosterone Filled Moments (read- anger driven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you just down right ignore that person and try your best not to be at all involved or affiliated with that person AT ALL. This phase may eventually lead to you finding that person increasingly annoying. Like, really annoying. She/he might do things that annoy you to the max. Like suddenly adding all your friends on your Facebook friendlist and act like best friends. I'M JUST SAYING.&lt;br /&gt;You would either layan that person half-heartedly or not at all. Most likely the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phase 4 You'll write a long blogpost about this and laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that and you expect me to still be friends? Yeah, like thats gonna happen. And yes, I am in Phase 4 at the moment. Hope you enjoyed that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1137346507618484848?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1137346507618484848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1137346507618484848' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1137346507618484848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1137346507618484848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/phases-of-breakup.html' title='Phases of the Breakup.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7231591137696111740</id><published>2010-08-04T20:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:18:55.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wondergirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunkface'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tokio Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV World Stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>MTV World Stage 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dude you know how to get to Sunway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Smooth by Santana plays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pops on Ray Bans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the start of the epic journey with my CHINESE wingman, Mr Eric "Angry Bear" Cheah, to a land far far away, Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were supposed to leave the house at around 3 but waited till around 3.30 for my mum to come back to pass me the GPS. So yeah, we left around that time and that GPS of mine HAD to take me through the whole of KL. Why didn't I take the DUKE again? We went all the way through kerinchi and sungei besi -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eric and I decided to do a video of our journey but the video syncing had to die on us. But the audio is worth a listen! Its on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/video/video.php?v=426299218749"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the reason for us to go to Sunway was, like the title suggests, was MTV's World Stage! I got my car parked and ditched Eric with Karin and met up with the little girl, May. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in and they gave us ponchos like last year. It started raining and we went to lepak at the normal zone. I saw Julian! And it started raining more heavily and got me so tempted to take of my shirt since it was already partially drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First act up was our local act, Bunkface! I love them okay! They're just awesome. They performed some of their hits like Prom Queen and Through My Window. For some reason they sound so much better when they sing than when they speak hahah! Though the people around my section was dead as hell. There was this guy next to me who was probably the only semangated one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the next act was.. wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WONDERGIRLS OMGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem. I apologize for my overly obsessive crazy twilight-fangirl enthusiasm but I just love them that much! They were all in cages that made them look SOOOOOO SEXY and every guy just HAD to put their hands up and push me aside. But they were super hot that night! And then when they started talking you could tell that they were nervous but that just adds to the charm! They performed songs like 2 Different Tears, Tell Me, So Hot(which I'm in love with right now.) and their hit Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think this really got the hot blooded males in the crowd pumped up. Just before they performed "Nobody" they actually sang the Intro of the song. People with their CDs would know what I mean. They went back behind the scenes and a short clip of them depicting them came on. IT WAS SO CUTE OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they came dressed in their gold dresses like in the MVs and did the dance routine! This got everyone in the crowd going crazy. Bryan and I jizzed our pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the technical difficulties, the crowd was in a pissed as hell state, reminded me of the crowd last year at AAR's concert. Worst concert ever. I really pity the VJs as they had to really stay calm here. Looked like Utt was about to lose his cool any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, May and I got tired so we went back to the VVIP section hoping there was still food left. We were 2 hours late and those old people sapu the buffet. Well at least there was still satay, some croissant and free flowing drinks! I really dislike those vip stuff honestly cause it really takes out the whole point of being in a concert. Not getting squashed, dry humped, butt raped, totally oxygen deprived but feeling awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was falling asleep under the coconut tree when Tokio Hotel showed up. May screamed. I was in awe. HE'S HAIR AND HE'S OUTFIT IS OMGWTFBBQ. Everyone went crazy to him. He said "I'm zorry for ze veazher tonight." And then he did the songs. I forgot in what order though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's second song. HE WAS ON A FREAKING BIKE. Like those Harleys! It was awesomely cool. And he's just a great performer in general. The pyrotechnics and the lighting was just superb. I especially liked his Darkside of the Sun. They're World Behind My Walls got the crowd cheering along really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice of Bill to bow after the show. It really shows the true sincerity in him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once this was done we all waited for the final act, Katy Perry! I was telling May that she might decide to wear a baju kurung. Thank God she didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her entrance was simply superb. She came dressed in a ballet suit on top of a banana split. It was so awesome. Her backup vocalists had candy stick inspired dresses and afros. Her opening song was, you guessed it!, California girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her energy and cheekiness is what makes her worth watching! Like how she teased the crowd by saying "I kissed a what? I KISSED A WHAT? I KISSED A GIRL" Thats so epic I swear. She did a few other songs like Thinking of You and Teenage Dream. There was this new song that she was gonna perform. She said "Its just a song about a bird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she sang with the utmost enthusiasm "I wanna see your peacock cock cock your peacock cock cock..~ " This drove the crowd insane! I don't even need remember the lyrics to tell you how amazing that experience was. Are you brave enough to show me your peacock? OMG SO SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last song was Hot n Cold and by this time the 4 balloons on each side of the venue was released and was being thrown all around by the crowd. Unfortunately this practically blocked Katy and this made her run from one end to the other end of the stage repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, Wondergirls was gonna perform one last song after Katy but by this time what was a 15000 strong crowd was reduced to just barely half. I mean you can't blame them for being in a 7 hour long concert. Some being there even earlier. But the performance was good really! Wondergirls ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went back to get my car from the hotel valets. Mind you that this was around 2am in the morning and I had not eaten anything for the whole day. So I was so really blur. I actually went over the white lines with the cateyes on it. Damn funny. But hey, we're in Malaysia and 3am roads are really quiet. Well, everyone decided on McDs to we decided to crash the one near my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either we were hungry or the food in the morning actually tastes better. I warned E that after eating Spicy Chicken McDeluxe I'd get the McShit. It really happened the next day. Toilet 4 times. Too much info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah we were watching some MMA thing on TV and we were just laughing at how the guy would just lie on the ground and let the other guy kick him. Then jay's dad came in an AUDI and I sent May home. I DIDNT HIT THE STUPID DIVIDER THIS TIME! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a damn good experience that night. Finally got back at 4am. Got home. Showered. Stoned off. One helluva night. TILL NEXT YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..that was a long post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7231591137696111740?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7231591137696111740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7231591137696111740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7231591137696111740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7231591137696111740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/mtv-world-stage-2010.html' title='MTV World Stage 2010!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2601382172356133563</id><published>2010-08-02T18:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:58:57.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 nekad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>SMK Taman Melawati Carnival Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs222.snc4/38458_425879863749_529438749_4749660_4569140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 283px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs222.snc4/38458_425879863749_529438749_4749660_4569140_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Karnival has always been a sorta tradition for the majority of us Melawatians. But this year, being our senior year, was the most special I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, English society had their dunking booth again this year. Ironically it was next to the Tamil society's dunking booth. Their sound system smurfed (same meaning as dwarfed) ours but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal8FveBfI/AAAAAAAABbo/6jYwF_G1rGU/s1600/IMG_6396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal8FveBfI/AAAAAAAABbo/6jYwF_G1rGU/s400/IMG_6396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766446631650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No he isn't from the Tamil society. He's just Julian's brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reached around 9? Sabby was acting all paranoid since she was wearing the shortest shorts in the school. She changed though before walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this basketball matched between the Under-18 and the Under-15 and I was being the designated photographer since I had the stalker lens. Loveeeee. The pictures are on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal9jeVjZI/AAAAAAAABcI/crWEyub2WQ8/s1600/IMG_6436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal9jeVjZI/AAAAAAAABcI/crWEyub2WQ8/s400/IMG_6436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766471792725394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second designated photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal83O4EwI/AAAAAAAABb4/6zHFHswyITs/s1600/IMG_6425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal83O4EwI/AAAAAAAABb4/6zHFHswyITs/s400/IMG_6425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766459916718850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal8UohQ8I/AAAAAAAABbw/huv3JCUrDHA/s1600/IMG_6405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal8UohQ8I/AAAAAAAABbw/huv3JCUrDHA/s400/IMG_6405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766450629034946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal9IynrpI/AAAAAAAABcA/l-m-9LY4SkY/s1600/IMG_6416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal9IynrpI/AAAAAAAABcA/l-m-9LY4SkY/s400/IMG_6416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766464630042258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoyU6k-jI/AAAAAAAABco/YfffYBOcN8I/s1600/IMG_6454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoyU6k-jI/AAAAAAAABco/YfffYBOcN8I/s400/IMG_6454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769577440967218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs069.ash2/36814_425880393749_529438749_4749683_5069878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 575px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs069.ash2/36814_425880393749_529438749_4749683_5069878_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaow-mD5II/AAAAAAAABcQ/IPKDvX3h24o/s1600/IMG_6446.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent most of my time hanging out at the back of school taking random candid shots of people. Some of the expressions were priceless. Like russell for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaow-mD5II/AAAAAAAABcQ/IPKDvX3h24o/s1600/IMG_6446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaow-mD5II/AAAAAAAABcQ/IPKDvX3h24o/s400/IMG_6446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769554269463682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoxFdD-KI/AAAAAAAABcY/vez9WpavKGs/s1600/IMG_6469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoxFdD-KI/AAAAAAAABcY/vez9WpavKGs/s400/IMG_6469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769556110768290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs099.ash2/38283_425881268749_529438749_4749737_3117775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 260px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs099.ash2/38283_425881268749_529438749_4749737_3117775_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoxhzOT0I/AAAAAAAABcg/FN87fXqVIew/s1600/IMG_6487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoxhzOT0I/AAAAAAAABcg/FN87fXqVIew/s400/IMG_6487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769563719913282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38753_425884548749_529438749_4749877_1962543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 288px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38753_425884548749_529438749_4749877_1962543_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs199.snc4/38283_425881298749_529438749_4749743_2041028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 656px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs199.snc4/38283_425881298749_529438749_4749743_2041028_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well most of the pictures were of people getting dunk. I'd like to thank the people who took pictures of me getting wet. It is much appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs114.ash2/39022_425882548749_529438749_4749796_1690095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 456px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs114.ash2/39022_425882548749_529438749_4749796_1690095_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoyrnz_gI/AAAAAAAABcw/rNWYQSNiNFI/s1600/IMG_6512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFaoyrnz_gI/AAAAAAAABcw/rNWYQSNiNFI/s400/IMG_6512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769583536274946" border="0" /&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs196.snc4/38154_425881698749_529438749_4749780_657633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 658px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs196.snc4/38154_425881698749_529438749_4749780_657633_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs207.snc4/38697_425882103749_529438749_4749786_2199494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 308px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs207.snc4/38697_425882103749_529438749_4749786_2199494_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs199.snc4/38283_425881308749_529438749_4749745_2011514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 695px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs199.snc4/38283_425881308749_529438749_4749745_2011514_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs177.snc4/38181_425883208749_529438749_4749824_5584987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 307px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs177.snc4/38181_425883208749_529438749_4749824_5584987_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs197.snc4/38181_425883218749_529438749_4749826_5487132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 308px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs197.snc4/38181_425883218749_529438749_4749826_5487132_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs179.snc4/38283_425881303749_529438749_4749744_2778692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs179.snc4/38283_425881303749_529438749_4749744_2778692_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39778_425880823749_529438749_4749703_6724965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39778_425880823749_529438749_4749703_6724965_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39778_425880813749_529438749_4749701_6730070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 307px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39778_425880813749_529438749_4749701_6730070_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs196.snc4/38154_425881683749_529438749_4749777_6912535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 295px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs196.snc4/38154_425881683749_529438749_4749777_6912535_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39778_425880823749_529438749_4749703_6724965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is gonna be my last Carnival as a student of SMK Taman Melawati. All this while, it was a good run. Till 2011 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs069.ash2/36814_425880393749_529438749_4749683_5069878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs231.snc4/38910_425883808749_529438749_4749851_6623522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 282px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs231.snc4/38910_425883808749_529438749_4749851_6623522_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2601382172356133563?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2601382172356133563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2601382172356133563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2601382172356133563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2601382172356133563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/08/smk-taman-melawati-carnival-day.html' title='SMK Taman Melawati Carnival Day!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TFal8FveBfI/AAAAAAAABbo/6jYwF_G1rGU/s72-c/IMG_6396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8602406706173431500</id><published>2010-07-29T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T01:22:36.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><title type='text'>Top 10 things that are hot in a girl.</title><content type='html'>Here's my top 10 I guess. Its purely my own opinion and for the fun of it! And no, I'm not some judgmental perfectionist. I'm a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girls who can dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girls who can dance are so hot. The way they move their body to the beat. Super hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Girls with brown hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'd always like girls with brownish hair. Not the really hazel brown more to that dark chocolate brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Girls who plays along to the stupid random things you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say something like a lyric from a song and instead of acting all oblivious to it, continues it. I think its really sweet and cute or when you say something totally out of context and she plays along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Girls who are mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is really on everyone's list but I personally liked mixed girls. Preferably something with Chinese/Korean/Japanese. I always wanted to dance a hot French/Korean girl. omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Understand what "sarcasm" and has a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Eh I damn fat dy la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. Your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; fat, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: ): WHY YOU SO BAD WAN!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... I was sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *emos, walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happens to some of us. Well, some people don't know the difference between seriously and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Girls who can pull of the shorts and tank top look. (read- SNSD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slim legs and boobs. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Girls who are confident yet humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the type of girl who will talk to you and hang out with you without having that ego thinking that shes so great that everyone loves her or something. Its that she has the confidence and knows what she wants but includes you it. Its a personality thing I guess. Maybe that's why I like those girl next door types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls who aren't ashamed that she's in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it annoying when a girl wants to keep the relationship a secret? If your relationship's supposed to be a secret you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Girls who play the guitar and sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't need to possess Orianthi-like skills but just to be able to pickup a guitar and sing along to it are really really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Girls who'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the most wanted traits in a girl is credibility. Lets face it, we've(most. If not, soon.) been fucked around by some girl in some point in our life and it probably took us awhile to trust other girls (Probably why guys tend to stick to their guy friends more often) let alone start another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what every guy wants is for that girl to understand and accept him for the guy he is and not change him into something she wants. He should already be the guy she wants. Somewhere out there, there's some girl who'd just ♥ you for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8602406706173431500?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8602406706173431500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8602406706173431500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8602406706173431500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8602406706173431500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/top-10-things-that-are-hot-in-girl.html' title='Top 10 things that are hot in a girl.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6291656138834375751</id><published>2010-07-20T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:58:52.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLKN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>PLKN Anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Weih you kena NS ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Joe I damn tension now weih! I just sent the sms. Waiting now." .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather unaware at first that we could already check the results of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreaded &lt;/span&gt;Khidmat Negara. Infamously (or rather affectionately) called NS, or the place that guys go to get their head shaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei was persuading me to check and eventually Arjun help send a text for me. He told me he'd tell me in the morning but the reply never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the night before was bad but I had no idea it was so bad when I came to school. An air of anxiety filled the atmosphere where everyone was eagerly waiting for the clock to strike 9am to send in the requests. Some sent it the day before and the rest of us, me included, were just patiently waiting. Did I mention it was tensed as hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was seconds away from 9 students across the Form 5 class were already tensed as hell. Then the messages were sent. Some replies were instant. Some were long. Mine took 3 attempts and a few hours and every second felt long. I was anxious as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the results came in there was some surprise. People who you could not really imagine getting it got it. Denise, Elsie, Liz, Lemuel, Ghavi, Aiman and many more. Though there was even more who didn't get it. Trust me, most of those that got it was in distraught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia was particularly funny since she literally screamed when she got the results. If you've heard her scream before you'd know it ain't pretty. She didn't get it of cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian and Jon got their results the day before and was ironically chosen for PLKN. Jon was rather okay with it while Ju was in denial. He was so against the idea! So much for muscles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me? Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM0.20 PLKN: Maaf! 930324****** anda tidak terpilih untuk menyertai PLKN  Siri 8/2011. Terima kasih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still wouldn't be the same without everyone. But I guess that ain't all that bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6291656138834375751?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6291656138834375751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6291656138834375751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6291656138834375751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6291656138834375751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/plkn-anxiety.html' title='PLKN Anxiety'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1196826317358474256</id><published>2010-07-18T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:28:14.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Prom babeh!</title><content type='html'>I know its kinda early to talk about this but I think that its been on every 5th Formers mind since the beginning of the year. Well, there's 3 things that we 17 year olds talk the most this year. Prom, Driving, and Life post form 5. I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT PROM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom. I can't wait! Its on the 21st of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and I are already taking about our epic plans on that night. How we would drive our dates to the hotel. Wearing our tuxedos. And a night in town after that. Its gonna be amazing. Its what every 17 year old dreams off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pre-Prom would mean finding dates. Renting tuxedos. Begging parents for their cars. Getting money for the tickets. Going to the hairstylist. I think the whole process sounds appealing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's gonna be at their best dressed on that day! And guess what? Fabs and I are gonna be hosting the awards show! (Does this mean I don't get awards?) Its gonna be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now, girls are hoping their guys would ask her to prom. Guys would be deciding who their gonna bring. Who I'm gonna bring? Hahah lets all just wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a bittersweet thing cause it would probably be one of the last times we see everyone (don't count results day). One last night of partying before we go our separate paths that live takes us. I hope everyone puts in effort on keeping touch. I really don't want the relationship we built all this years to just come crumbling down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1196826317358474256?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1196826317358474256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1196826317358474256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1196826317358474256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1196826317358474256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/prom-babeh.html' title='Prom babeh!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5210719409970006600</id><published>2010-07-16T12:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:53:43.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st johns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assunta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CBN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jojo Struys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red.fm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerleaders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IU'/><title type='text'>Events.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEAik8JrFLI/AAAAAAAABaM/zS6jlvyEtd4/s1600/Sunset+House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEAik8JrFLI/AAAAAAAABaM/zS6jlvyEtd4/s400/Sunset+House.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494429563409339570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying but instead I think I've been to more events this year than last year. I'm so flunking SPM. Touchwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the latest being CheerCom2010. Not to mention Assunta's IU, ARGS's IU, SJI/CBN's IU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna make a quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time going for Cheer. Thanks for inviting me Elicia! Though I had no idea that everyone else was wearing black. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a super tiring day for me since I had church in the morning. I drove to Batu caves for church. Then I proceeded to drive to Ampang to pick up Mei, who we will refer to her lesbian name as LB, Elle Tannie and John Mayer loving, May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for outside the car. I leaned on the car grasping my keys while folding arms. When they came I just did that arrogant "Hey." OMG I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT! Even though when someone does it it kinda makes me annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Drove to Bukit Jalil while fidgeting with the iPod. No thanks to Tannie. Reached the place without killing anyone and manage to park.. somewhat okay. We had to go our seperate ways. Well, Mei was too busy with her. *ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was just May and me stalking faggoty Kepong guys doing cheers. Epic fail. But there was something that really caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THOSE GIRLS WITH THE DAMN SHORT SHORTS WALKING AROUND. EYECANDY OMGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to reality. I really enjoyed the whole atmosphere around the stadium. It was kinda like the World Cup! With all the screaming and the shouting. Not forgetting the drums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had a really good time there. Even though the team I supported, Stompers, didn't win I think that it was still great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Annie too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEAilVbsVmI/AAAAAAAABaU/OzVErzOPJ-Y/s1600/34304_446482070990_608995990_6485863_321475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEAilVbsVmI/AAAAAAAABaU/OzVErzOPJ-Y/s400/34304_446482070990_608995990_6485863_321475_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494429570195805794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(You weren't that tall la. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGS IU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiwey8rRI/AAAAAAAABa8/Zc_6Qh0BFo0/s1600/IMG_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiwey8rRI/AAAAAAAABa8/Zc_6Qh0BFo0/s400/IMG_3899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133449129602322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiwey8rRI/AAAAAAAABa8/Zc_6Qh0BFo0/s1600/IMG_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiv5J_MpI/AAAAAAAABa0/bM7IdM6wggc/s1600/IMG_3832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiv5J_MpI/AAAAAAAABa0/bM7IdM6wggc/s400/IMG_3832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133439025689234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKivTJ9LZI/AAAAAAAABas/A7QAJZJgMXo/s1600/IMG_3785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKivTJ9LZI/AAAAAAAABas/A7QAJZJgMXo/s400/IMG_3785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133428825009554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assunta's IU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiwey8rRI/AAAAAAAABa8/Zc_6Qh0BFo0/s1600/IMG_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiuzneJzI/AAAAAAAABak/5bMIhhO_Da8/s1600/IMG_5240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiuzneJzI/AAAAAAAABak/5bMIhhO_Da8/s400/IMG_5240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133420358870834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiuXrW9hI/AAAAAAAABac/-LujxMeFb90/s1600/IMG_5213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKiuXrW9hI/AAAAAAAABac/-LujxMeFb90/s400/IMG_5213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495133412858983954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKkcOMjviI/AAAAAAAABbE/5PzNbBcAjW8/s1600/IMG_5130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKkcOMjviI/AAAAAAAABbE/5PzNbBcAjW8/s400/IMG_5130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495135300099489314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKkc-gm1-I/AAAAAAAABbM/mPj-qHY_3R0/s1600/IMG_5203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEKkc-gm1-I/AAAAAAAABbM/mPj-qHY_3R0/s400/IMG_5203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495135313068480482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None from St. Johns though. I didn't bring my camera that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5210719409970006600?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5210719409970006600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5210719409970006600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5210719409970006600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5210719409970006600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/events.html' title='Events.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TEAik8JrFLI/AAAAAAAABaM/zS6jlvyEtd4/s72-c/Sunset+House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4239254415129859787</id><published>2010-07-13T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:12:23.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifa'/><title type='text'>World Cup is over!</title><content type='html'>Well, World Cup is finally over so that means no more waking up at 2.30 to watch football. No more betting with teachers for Oreos. No more "YOU KNOW WHEN -insert name here- SCORED? DAMN FAKE MAN" moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDyBoWBqjAI/AAAAAAAABaE/j7PW0JP2-rg/s1600/IMG_9703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDyBoWBqjAI/AAAAAAAABaE/j7PW0JP2-rg/s400/IMG_9703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493408175592475650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments into the match hoping Holland would win. I mean, if you could run as fast as Robben (Who coincidentally looks like Zidane) how could you NOT win right? But alast, the stupid Paul the gonna-be-sushi octopus was right again. Spain won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It was a good run. Till 2014, whereby hopefully I'd be in Brazil. Getting laid..I mean football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDyBnxcAoGI/AAAAAAAABZ8/cKOUylq_l6s/s1600/IMG_9706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDyBnxcAoGI/AAAAAAAABZ8/cKOUylq_l6s/s400/IMG_9706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493408165770862690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second shot was just a random shot. Looks good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4239254415129859787?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4239254415129859787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4239254415129859787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4239254415129859787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4239254415129859787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-is-over.html' title='World Cup is over!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDyBoWBqjAI/AAAAAAAABaE/j7PW0JP2-rg/s72-c/IMG_9703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4418942934465868438</id><published>2010-07-06T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:23:03.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Su Munn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you'/><title type='text'>Sometimes. Its the little things that count</title><content type='html'>I haven't really talked to you for awhile. I did remember us talking on new years and how you said you were going out on the first day I had school. But what you did was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised when you said you wanted the sweaters we were making. Since it was kinda for our school. I asked why and you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its for your school prom right?" and you told me that you never went for yours and its my last year and we should have fun. It really meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your reading this, Just wanted to say thanks, Su Munn. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4418942934465868438?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4418942934465868438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4418942934465868438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4418942934465868438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4418942934465868438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-its-little-things-that-count.html' title='Sometimes. Its the little things that count'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6837332350168204545</id><published>2010-07-05T20:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:04:09.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aiman farhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Class of '10 Epic Camwhore session V1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyWNX4J6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/5FOuFtuYPxs/s1600/IMG_5650.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHeiyHbNKI/AAAAAAAABXk/kfe_4GUx4IU/s1600/aaaaa+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHeiyHbNKI/AAAAAAAABXk/kfe_4GUx4IU/s400/aaaaa+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490414109891179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My take on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HDR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you add one Camera + A classroom full of camwhoring sociopaths (read- Aiman, Lynn, Eli, Me) - teachers =  One awesome day filled with hanging out, taking pictures and uber vainness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my class ladies and gentlemen, Class of 2010. 5Nekad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyWNX4J6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/5FOuFtuYPxs/s1600/IMG_5650.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyVVhFWHI/AAAAAAAABZs/Fx6bgLK-j7Y/s1600/IMG_5642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyVVhFWHI/AAAAAAAABZs/Fx6bgLK-j7Y/s400/IMG_5642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490435869108426866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above. If sarcasm had a face this would be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyU2gUmaI/AAAAAAAABZk/gbhMlzqiBYY/s1600/IMG_5643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyU2gUmaI/AAAAAAAABZk/gbhMlzqiBYY/s400/IMG_5643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490435860783733154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyUZOZrFI/AAAAAAAABZc/dOLrSriqdxk/s1600/IMG_5437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyUZOZrFI/AAAAAAAABZc/dOLrSriqdxk/s400/IMG_5437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490435852923939922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above. Aiman taking "In your face" quite literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxKl7-YRI/AAAAAAAABZU/NRTgL1cUZrw/s1600/IMG_5430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxKl7-YRI/AAAAAAAABZU/NRTgL1cUZrw/s400/IMG_5430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490434585025995026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxKNiXIYI/AAAAAAAABZM/HVMERy5Pz_I/s1600/IMG_5570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxKNiXIYI/AAAAAAAABZM/HVMERy5Pz_I/s400/IMG_5570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490434578476114306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxJk_uP3I/AAAAAAAABZE/LFULRK3yZ_U/s1600/IMG_5564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxJk_uP3I/AAAAAAAABZE/LFULRK3yZ_U/s400/IMG_5564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490434567593410418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxJDquLuI/AAAAAAAABY8/a-iju00VmLs/s1600/IMG_5528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxJDquLuI/AAAAAAAABY8/a-iju00VmLs/s400/IMG_5528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490434558646955746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxIs4SOuI/AAAAAAAABY0/UN7rvsF80zY/s1600/IMG_5527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHxIs4SOuI/AAAAAAAABY0/UN7rvsF80zY/s400/IMG_5527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490434552529828578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubusHDRI/AAAAAAAABYs/CM_bkgvkNhI/s1600/IMG_5433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubusHDRI/AAAAAAAABYs/CM_bkgvkNhI/s400/IMG_5433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431580898266386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubaQ9nRI/AAAAAAAABYk/DJqfuB7NRRw/s1600/IMG_5414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubaQ9nRI/AAAAAAAABYk/DJqfuB7NRRw/s400/IMG_5414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431575415692562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubHtO1eI/AAAAAAAABYc/GOtoBIucGHU/s1600/IMG_5371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHubHtO1eI/AAAAAAAABYc/GOtoBIucGHU/s400/IMG_5371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431570433988066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love this pic above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHuaA_0DaI/AAAAAAAABYU/_KaD-GitgmI/s1600/IMG_5355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHuaA_0DaI/AAAAAAAABYU/_KaD-GitgmI/s400/IMG_5355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431551453007266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHuZvllvZI/AAAAAAAABYM/ZBjISAQDnuU/s1600/IMG_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHuZvllvZI/AAAAAAAABYM/ZBjISAQDnuU/s400/IMG_5314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431546779614610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHekpmq90I/AAAAAAAABYE/oQUWfGjAPiM/s1600/IMG_5490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHekpmq90I/AAAAAAAABYE/oQUWfGjAPiM/s400/IMG_5490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490414141966055234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHekDq4HMI/AAAAAAAABX8/0g5pGKBoEhU/s1600/IMG_5449.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHej3pIqZI/AAAAAAAABX0/OsQD7QEmMlk/s1600/IMG_5337.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHejeNEK5I/AAAAAAAABXs/YdRkNMLRtkk/s1600/IMG_5687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHejeNEK5I/AAAAAAAABXs/YdRkNMLRtkk/s400/IMG_5687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490414121725995922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHeiyHbNKI/AAAAAAAABXk/kfe_4GUx4IU/s1600/aaaaa+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHekDq4HMI/AAAAAAAABX8/0g5pGKBoEhU/s1600/IMG_5449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHekDq4HMI/AAAAAAAABX8/0g5pGKBoEhU/s400/IMG_5449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490414131783146690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyWNX4J6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/5FOuFtuYPxs/s1600/IMG_5650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHyWNX4J6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/5FOuFtuYPxs/s400/IMG_5650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490435884102199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats genuine smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6837332350168204545?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6837332350168204545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6837332350168204545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6837332350168204545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6837332350168204545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/class-of-10-epic-camwhore-session-v1.html' title='Class of &apos;10 Epic Camwhore session V1'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TDHeiyHbNKI/AAAAAAAABXk/kfe_4GUx4IU/s72-c/aaaaa+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5201957178078209973</id><published>2010-07-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:59:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5201957178078209973?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5201957178078209973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5201957178078209973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5201957178078209973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5201957178078209973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/07/class-of-2010.html' title='Class of 2010'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2272677335107851157</id><published>2010-06-30T22:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:48:07.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweaters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mwt high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orders'/><title type='text'>Melawati High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCtbGX93MeI/AAAAAAAABXc/C7RYFC87INs/s1600/1490-MWT-High.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCtbGX93MeI/AAAAAAAABXc/C7RYFC87INs/s400/1490-MWT-High.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488580735951909346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey guys! Ever seen one of those sweaters that those American schools wear? The ones with their school names on them? Yeah, we're selling varsity sweaters in order to raise funds for the butt kicking, awesomest event of the year! Prom night! They're only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RM 45&lt;/span&gt; each, name customization can be done at the back for only additional &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5 ringgit&lt;/span&gt;. So for all you vain asses (Like me.) who want their names at the back it can be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go ahead and pick the colour of your sweater (black/white) and the colour of your font (red/black/white).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the sweaters come with 2 options. Either zippers or kangaroo pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why you should buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are proud of who we are. Dude, Caprice bought one, and he even mentioned Melawati in his cover of Baby. We are one of the best looking schools in the state. No shit. We're awesome. We're the best there is. We are born and bred to be Melawatians and part of this awesome school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make an order, kindly seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabiolla netto (5M)&lt;br /&gt;Ilaina Khairulzaman (5N)&lt;br /&gt;Nur athirah tan&lt;br /&gt;Qistina Kamarulzaman (5A)&lt;br /&gt;Julian Carlos (5N)&lt;br /&gt;Arjun CK (5E)&lt;br /&gt;Gan Nicholas (4E)&lt;br /&gt;Justin Choy (5N) &lt;--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THATS ME &lt;/span&gt;(Just drop me a text on the chatbox or text my phone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample sizes can be tried next week AFTER you make your orders!&lt;br /&gt;Closing dates for orders and payments are as of next friday, 9th of July. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Prom Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2272677335107851157?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2272677335107851157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2272677335107851157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2272677335107851157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2272677335107851157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/melawati-high.html' title='Melawati High'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCtbGX93MeI/AAAAAAAABXc/C7RYFC87INs/s72-c/1490-MWT-High.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1843168161426029545</id><published>2010-06-29T01:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T01:53:06.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodnight'/><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCjg-OwYyKI/AAAAAAAABXU/VOavnxM_3iQ/s1600/Choy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCjg-OwYyKI/AAAAAAAABXU/VOavnxM_3iQ/s400/Choy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487883505668507810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what exactly to blog about but I'll get to that eventually. In the mean time, I found that the above is very cute. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1843168161426029545?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1843168161426029545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1843168161426029545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1843168161426029545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1843168161426029545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCjg-OwYyKI/AAAAAAAABXU/VOavnxM_3iQ/s72-c/Choy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1320957215796762194</id><published>2010-06-28T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:13:11.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='england'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fifa'/><title type='text'>Utter devastation.</title><content type='html'>So here I am after witnessing a brutal annihilation of my team England by the hands of Germany. Again. 8 years ago they were against Brazil in the Finals, 4 years ago was knocked out my Portugal, and now well, not even pass the group of 16 stages being trashed by Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is that even though England has more experienced and strong players everyone just wants to be a hero and score. There is no teamwork at all. The team's defense is just bollocks. An elephant can pass through and nobody would notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equalizer (at that time) not being called also probably effected the England's team morale. somewhat. But then again. Germany is a fantastic team. Brilliant teamwork and working off each other. Even though its a new team, very strong and solid. Good chance of winning. We'll see the game against Argentina or Mexico. Most probably Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full time score. 4 - 1. Epic match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1320957215796762194?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1320957215796762194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1320957215796762194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1320957215796762194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1320957215796762194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/utter-devastation.html' title='Utter devastation.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8587635770304261327</id><published>2010-06-24T19:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:13:18.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arjun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lookout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Your almost legal now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNPcrEwaxI/AAAAAAAABXM/eLTvfaAibn0/s1600/36745_1454268231121_1065757419_1340122_1500769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLaHHNEjI/AAAAAAAABU8/n8ZRZfkGLx4/s1600/36745_1454252990740_1065757419_1339974_1104237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLaHHNEjI/AAAAAAAABU8/n8ZRZfkGLx4/s400/36745_1454252990740_1065757419_1339974_1104237_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486311683025343026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This post is dedicated to two very special people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been with me through thick and thin. Good times and bad times they were there for me and I couldn't ask God for better friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when life knocks you down and you lost all will to get back up you know that these are the people who would be there with you and be your pillar of support and you know you could count on them to pick you right back up. These are the people you would jump out of a plane without a parachute just cause they told you "Trust me, It'll be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're people who would not judge you and you can just let your hair loose and just go crazy with them. The ones who would never get in a fight but will push you aside just to back you up when the situation demands it. The ones who knows you better than you know yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who would laugh at your lame chinese jokes and tell you "Life is more than just being a smurf." The ones who would sacrifice their sleep just to hear you rant about how your life just got fucked beyond anything else and that they're there to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm really trying to say is. That I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Arjun CK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fabiolla Netto&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some pictures of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNMDVTzjzI/AAAAAAAABV8/OY2PwIQ7L20/s1600/36745_1454259430901_1065757419_1340039_311724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNPcrEwaxI/AAAAAAAABXM/eLTvfaAibn0/s1600/36745_1454268231121_1065757419_1340122_1500769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNPcrEwaxI/AAAAAAAABXM/eLTvfaAibn0/s400/36745_1454268231121_1065757419_1340122_1500769_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486316125085002514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNPbnJJuBI/AAAAAAAABXE/tkcpQTujNUE/s1600/36745_1454266231071_1065757419_1340102_7547187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLcY_WkHI/AAAAAAAABVc/ANQOHKubW9U/s400/36745_1454256350824_1065757419_1340007_7323744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486311722183987314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLbauVmII/AAAAAAAABVU/YNSRbEkxtNc/s1600/36745_1454255030791_1065757419_1339993_4552885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLbauVmII/AAAAAAAABVU/YNSRbEkxtNc/s400/36745_1454255030791_1065757419_1339993_4552885_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486311705469622402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLbKGobII/AAAAAAAABVM/b0xKyveDa2M/s1600/36745_1454254830786_1065757419_1339991_2779411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLbKGobII/AAAAAAAABVM/b0xKyveDa2M/s400/36745_1454254830786_1065757419_1339991_2779411_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486311701008116866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLa_GxDcI/AAAAAAAABVE/v__5tj68HOw/s1600/36745_1454254110768_1065757419_1339985_1502800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLa_GxDcI/AAAAAAAABVE/v__5tj68HOw/s400/36745_1454254110768_1065757419_1339985_1502800_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486311698055892418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next year. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNMDVTzjzI/AAAAAAAABV8/OY2PwIQ7L20/s1600/36745_1454259430901_1065757419_1340039_311724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNMDVTzjzI/AAAAAAAABV8/OY2PwIQ7L20/s400/36745_1454259430901_1065757419_1340039_311724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486312391210929970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8587635770304261327?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8587635770304261327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8587635770304261327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8587635770304261327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8587635770304261327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-almost-legal-now.html' title='Your almost legal now.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TCNLaHHNEjI/AAAAAAAABU8/n8ZRZfkGLx4/s72-c/36745_1454252990740_1065757419_1339974_1104237_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8635896072697837187</id><published>2010-06-20T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:09:51.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JPJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><title type='text'>Driving 101. Funny post. :D</title><content type='html'>First of all I think all Kancils should remain in the jungle instead of the roads for reasons such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much "awesome" power, and the ability to generate false hope when people finding parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after a gruesome 2 month process of trying to acquire my driving license I finally passed my final JPJ on Wednesday! So that means I can take to the road and not worry about getting stopped by the mata.( which means cops in Chinese. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that would be the my second thing that would bother me anyway. The first being well, not driving into the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Cars&lt;br /&gt;b) Trees&lt;br /&gt;c)  Parits&lt;br /&gt;d) Animals disguised as orange plastic bags (such as Fabi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure to drive properly will result in excessive screaming, broken bones and/or wraith of The Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just for anyone who doubted me I never bribed the guy. Not one sen. I merely seduced him with my boyish charms. No, really. Belle told me to show some skin. That probably wouldn't have worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah this is what happened on the day of my JPJ test. My instructor was supposed to tell me what time was my session starting. Either 8.30am, 11am or 2pm. In those sessions there's turns that we gotta take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the shitty thing is my instructor didnt know what time was mine so I had to go in the morning to check. So we checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session 1.. hmm nope. Session 2.. No? That must mean.. Session 3.. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I was there from 8.30am till 4pm. Well, it wasn't ALL THAT BAD. It was JUST 5 hours anyway. I mean. I got to stare into the distance horizon overlooking trees and people burning stuff. Ahhh productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I had my iPod running Pop Shuvit's Marabahaya on repeat thanks to Jun's advice and having the company of 7 people trying their very best to stop me from shitting bricks. Trust me, it was scary and I was nervous as hell. The hours were excruciatingly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I had a friend who was coincidentally taking it with me that day too so we we're keeping each other company. We were in this hall and they started first by announcing the ones who had to retake. Damn was that embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one lady who failed her parking. Failed twice. D: I witnessed that when I was waiting for my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came. My turn. I got into the car, The Kancil With The Springy Clutch, and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BZZZ. Engine died. "This is a bad sign."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was the Bukit. I dreaded this one. I read stories where there were people who made the wheels spin and smoke started coming outta the exhaust and it just flew of the ramp almost hitting the JPJ guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I did it in one go. YAY. The parking was okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the actual test. There was this guy, big, bald, huge beard, thick sunglasses. I was thinking to myself "Fail already la." then suddenly he went out for break and I got into another car which had a decent looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in the car and as soon as I started the engine BZZZZ engine died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPJ guy said "Satu kali mati."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shat my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued on and I realized that I didnt check my signals and wiper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to this persimpangan and engine died the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dua kali. Lepas ni u tau la apa jadi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue driving on and I made a few mistakes. I was at the traffic light and I just had my feet pressed against the clutch. I thought it was gonna be a quick traffic light so I didnt bother with the handbrake. Big mistake there. And another when I was changing lanes. I had to put the left then right signal and I was SUPPOSED to leave it on the right. Which I didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded again. Then my engined died. AGAIN. "Tiga kali. Kenapa ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this was where I was supposed to do 2 more U turns and then take the long way in. He said "X paya. You pegi straight je pastu balik."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like Thats it. I'm screwed. Failed. Engined DIED AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back he asked me how many times it died. He didnt hear the forth one but I told him 4 times. He was saying stuff like where I learned from and how long. Then he said I could try again another time or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried. I was like "Maaf tuan, ya tuan, ya tuan, maaf tuan." and what not the whole time. I was extremely emo at that time. Then he said I could drive good but only problem was the clutch. Then he asked if the car had a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"x tuan. saya yang salah. saya yg x betul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just before we turned in he said "Aiya, x pe la. Saya bagi kamu pass je la. Tapi u baiki skit you punye driving"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't explain how relieved and happy I felt at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to tell everyone on how I cheated death and passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW I CAN DRIVE BABEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8635896072697837187?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8635896072697837187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8635896072697837187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8635896072697837187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8635896072697837187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/driving-101-funny-post-d.html' title='Driving 101. Funny post. :D'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4046342396283238616</id><published>2010-06-15T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:51:44.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>When food just doesnt come.</title><content type='html'>I think we Malaysians were born hungry. I mean our whole culture revolves around food. Every waking moment of the day we're eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi lemak for breakfast. Some kuih in between. Nasi kandar for lunch. Then theres roti and teh tarik for tea. Dinner we have curry mee. Then we have MORE roti during our world cup matches at mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? And talking about that. All our major holidays revolve around food. Chinese New Year got open house. Hari Raya got open house. Deepavali got open house. EVEN CHRISTMAS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which all ends with us wasting our week's worth of gym time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and when we don't get our food well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegpZTvcgI/AAAAAAAABTY/gU8bFQhoZlw/s1600/DSC04745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegpZTvcgI/AAAAAAAABTY/gU8bFQhoZlw/s400/DSC04745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027704375636482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what happens first. Then the boredom kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegrFaMiQI/AAAAAAAABT4/bOeukZEnz8o/s1600/DSC04749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegrFaMiQI/AAAAAAAABT4/bOeukZEnz8o/s400/DSC04749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027733393737986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegqgWEYiI/AAAAAAAABTw/Iy_UJlTB3u4/s1600/DSC04748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegqgWEYiI/AAAAAAAABTw/Iy_UJlTB3u4/s400/DSC04748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027723444314658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegqPD7T6I/AAAAAAAABTo/3sBLPF1HfQQ/s1600/DSC04747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegqPD7T6I/AAAAAAAABTo/3sBLPF1HfQQ/s400/DSC04747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027718804819874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegp2X3b3I/AAAAAAAABTg/pDEIAVOlztE/s1600/DSC04746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegp2X3b3I/AAAAAAAABTg/pDEIAVOlztE/s400/DSC04746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027712177565554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBehL2PORDI/AAAAAAAABUI/5j3Buu5WZns/s1600/DSC04751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBehL2PORDI/AAAAAAAABUI/5j3Buu5WZns/s400/DSC04751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483028296256865330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBehLaFJvTI/AAAAAAAABUA/lwn523prRuk/s1600/DSC04750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBehLaFJvTI/AAAAAAAABUA/lwn523prRuk/s400/DSC04750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483028288698432818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr. I know my brothers are cute/adorable/hot/damn handsome/have nicer hair/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't rub it in. Its a sibling thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegpZTvcgI/AAAAAAAABTY/gU8bFQhoZlw/s1600/DSC04745.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4046342396283238616?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4046342396283238616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4046342396283238616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4046342396283238616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4046342396283238616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-food-just-doesnt-come.html' title='When food just doesnt come.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBegpZTvcgI/AAAAAAAABTY/gU8bFQhoZlw/s72-c/DSC04745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5679787959853886000</id><published>2010-06-15T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:19:03.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bukit tinggi'/><title type='text'>Bukit Tinggi Trip with the familia.</title><content type='html'>Just a few shots from recent Bukit Tinggi trip with the family. And yeah. Love my camera. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdow_T7tiI/AAAAAAAABTQ/87Z-ctg7Jo0/s1600/IMG_4761+%2871%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdow_T7tiI/AAAAAAAABTQ/87Z-ctg7Jo0/s400/IMG_4761+%2871%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482966262184916514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdowVsukJI/AAAAAAAABTI/XAIo7MVcd5c/s1600/IMG_4750+%2865%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdowVsukJI/AAAAAAAABTI/XAIo7MVcd5c/s400/IMG_4750+%2865%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482966251014623378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdov2ZuzdI/AAAAAAAABTA/U6SB-_Ggbv4/s1600/IMG_4724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdov2ZuzdI/AAAAAAAABTA/U6SB-_Ggbv4/s400/IMG_4724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482966242613448146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdovOpPouI/AAAAAAAABS4/dgZ-2OyHbtM/s1600/IMG_4635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdovOpPouI/AAAAAAAABS4/dgZ-2OyHbtM/s400/IMG_4635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482966231941096162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdoueUI6TI/AAAAAAAABSw/3fxgF85UE28/s1600/IMG_4621.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5679787959853886000?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5679787959853886000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5679787959853886000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5679787959853886000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5679787959853886000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/bukit-tinggi-trip-with-familia.html' title='Bukit Tinggi Trip with the familia.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TBdow_T7tiI/AAAAAAAABTQ/87Z-ctg7Jo0/s72-c/IMG_4761+%2871%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3784885861636626415</id><published>2010-06-15T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:31:47.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MPOC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultimate Speed'/><title type='text'>MPOC Leg 3</title><content type='html'>For everyone's information yeah, I still do competitive paintball and recently my team, Ultimate Speed, and I went for the Malaysian Paintball Official Circuit Leg 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick fill up on the competitive paintball scene here in Malaysia. There are 2 major paintball tournaments which are the Malaysian National Paintball League (MY-NPL) and the one I just stated MPOC. Each season will be broken up into 5 legs throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, we're in leg 3 and leg 4 is to start in July. Which I doubt I would be able to play since I need to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice meeting up with the team after my long hiatus from the local paintball scene. You know how's school like don't you? Yeah so we started the first day pretty average I guess. 4 wins 4 losts. Maybe cause everyone was still kinda tired and stuff. But it was fun nonetheless. Got into the quarter finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In quarters it was a best 2 outta 3. Our first game we won. Second we lost and the third game was against Team Hammer. Which is kinda funny cause every team that we beat will beat hammer and every team that we lose to hammer would beat. But in every game. We have never beaten hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost the game. By that time, a few very solid teams like Spunky Militia, Overkill, us were already out but we stayed on to watch the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Hammer won the leg. As expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part about paintballing isn't the pain or anything. Its the pictures. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I hope gets posted up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S JPJ test is tmrw. Parents think I'm gonna fail. I probably will anyway. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3784885861636626415?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3784885861636626415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3784885861636626415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3784885861636626415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3784885861636626415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/mpoc-leg-3.html' title='MPOC Leg 3'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1858775287405834376</id><published>2010-06-10T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:51:18.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>We look forward for holidays so much but when it comes we wish for school. Ah, were just an ungrateful bunch no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel extremely old at the moment. Maybe cause its all about driving, and college, and thinking about what to study, picking up chicks, you know the usual. Then suddenly it hits me! I'm just 17 and life is on the fast track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish things would just slow down. And I really miss school nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause I'm know I'm really gonna miss high school. I can so totally take change but you know, sometimes you get those "Damn I'm gonna miss this." feelings. And sometimes you wonder are your friends always gonna be there for you? Are you gonna be this close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently I went for college, which I was alone, and you know I just got my phone and started texting a few of my peeps. Then it hit me! College is like in less than a year and life is gonna start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I'm not ready for that chapter of my life. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school. And you guys. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1858775287405834376?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1858775287405834376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1858775287405834376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1858775287405834376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1858775287405834376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7586396383260660507</id><published>2010-06-07T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:35:38.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relay for Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>Relay For Life '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQ6vL4qI/AAAAAAAABSI/LYzq9ZnN12c/s1600/IMG_4146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQXImaMI/AAAAAAAABSA/mP9pPjxPWRM/s1600/IMG_4337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQXImaMI/AAAAAAAABSA/mP9pPjxPWRM/s400/IMG_4337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302684481677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQLtKoTI/AAAAAAAABR4/LrxoHdIEH2w/s1600/IMG_4273.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPpCN3TI/AAAAAAAABRw/aCJCtHWH-M0/s1600/IMG_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPaBZlUI/AAAAAAAABRo/mW0sSxrkUw8/s1600/IMG_4190.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of exams are finally over and the holidays are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think holidays isn't that fun when you have nothing to do. Oh well, time for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relay for Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go for last year's one but I didn't so I went for this years one. I heard people saying it was bigger and better last year but I honestly thing the smaller concept really brings the whole community together. Something that's rather rare in today's 21st century society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came rushing in Stevie's car since Mei, Elle and Brandon was waiting for me for damn long. We boarded the train and the train was being a real bitch la. I mean. 3 times the thing stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maaf, bla bla bla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed us to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we reached there and it was all muddy and stuff and the people was coming out barefooted with mud all over their legs. Looked like fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love being a guy since we just take off our shirts anywhere. Unlike some people who had to queue up for soooooooo long just to take off their clothes. *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's RFL shirt looks so chunted okay! We we're there around 8 so we went and lit our candles for the Luminaria candles and proceeded to walk around the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Elle and M most of the time. I met up with the Joes! Jon, arjun, and gang. And the hoopla gang! Love you guys. Sorry I didnt hang with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the whole night was filled with really awesome activities which unfortunately started after most of the guys went home. But its cool. Cause the things that real friends do for others. Are indescribable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was this tranny fashion show. Well. I'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQ6vL4qI/AAAAAAAABSI/LYzq9ZnN12c/s1600/IMG_4146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQ6vL4qI/AAAAAAAABSI/LYzq9ZnN12c/s400/IMG_4146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302694038758050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year's winner. Damn hot. LOL And Sufian got his ass rubbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause he was being awesome with the free hugs T. The Free Huggers ended up dancing on stage. Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPaBZlUI/AAAAAAAABRo/mW0sSxrkUw8/s1600/IMG_4190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPaBZlUI/AAAAAAAABRo/mW0sSxrkUw8/s400/IMG_4190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302668076913986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the night camwhoring, walking, eating, getting dirty(mud :P) and wetting the tent. Yeah pretty fun! Only got an hour of sleep. Mei kept getting up. At one point she disappeared.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQLtKoTI/AAAAAAAABR4/LrxoHdIEH2w/s1600/IMG_4273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQLtKoTI/AAAAAAAABR4/LrxoHdIEH2w/s400/IMG_4273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302681413820722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPpCN3TI/AAAAAAAABRw/aCJCtHWH-M0/s1600/IMG_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yPpCN3TI/AAAAAAAABRw/aCJCtHWH-M0/s400/IMG_4360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302672106872114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I needed to pee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imba. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went off around 9.30am in the morning the next day feeling all dead and exhausted. But it was a really fun event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind my lackluster efforts of writing but I'll let the pics do the talking. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7586396383260660507?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7586396383260660507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7586396383260660507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7586396383260660507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7586396383260660507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/06/relay-for-life-10.html' title='Relay For Life &apos;10'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/TA3yQXImaMI/AAAAAAAABSA/mP9pPjxPWRM/s72-c/IMG_4337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6800464646687304327</id><published>2010-05-26T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:10:11.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain america'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Study plan. Failed. Again.</title><content type='html'>This guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIuoB53II/AAAAAAAABRQ/b2nBywy9dbA/s1600/IMG_3631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIuoB53II/AAAAAAAABRQ/b2nBywy9dbA/s400/IMG_3631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475471950320622722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIuxLrjdI/AAAAAAAABRY/3m-RwFDDGbQ/s1600/IMG_3652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIuxLrjdI/AAAAAAAABRY/3m-RwFDDGbQ/s400/IMG_3652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475471952777547218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIvFRgEKI/AAAAAAAABRg/EAwAzPfWkFA/s1600/IMG_3679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIvFRgEKI/AAAAAAAABRg/EAwAzPfWkFA/s400/IMG_3679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475471958170669218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see the title of book ;)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Plan failed. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates soon yo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6800464646687304327?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6800464646687304327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6800464646687304327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6800464646687304327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6800464646687304327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/study-plan-failed-again.html' title='Study plan. Failed. Again.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S_zIuoB53II/AAAAAAAABRQ/b2nBywy9dbA/s72-c/IMG_3631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1028285521863444284</id><published>2010-05-15T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:56:21.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><title type='text'>Good things come in small packages</title><content type='html'>Still think size matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-5TYaQiwdI/AAAAAAAABRA/GEc0FG6KPvg/s1600/DSC04508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-5TYaQiwdI/AAAAAAAABRA/GEc0FG6KPvg/s400/DSC04508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471402276132405714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pimped out yellow mini cooper I saw on the road yesterday! Awesome, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-5TYv7vf0I/AAAAAAAABRI/-D5yrrlwYw4/s1600/DSC04509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-5TYv7vf0I/AAAAAAAABRI/-D5yrrlwYw4/s400/DSC04509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471402281950740290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even had extra large wheels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1028285521863444284?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1028285521863444284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1028285521863444284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1028285521863444284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1028285521863444284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-things-come-in-small-packages.html' title='Good things come in small packages'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-5TYaQiwdI/AAAAAAAABRA/GEc0FG6KPvg/s72-c/DSC04508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6196793235542158622</id><published>2010-05-12T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:29:46.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Makeover.</title><content type='html'>I think I need a makeover. Not to say I don't like how I am now but I think I'll try to experiment with some things. Clothes, hairstyle, colours, colognes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna see what happens. The things I know I would NEVER look good in is hiphop. I just can't do overly baggy jeans and big shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 things that I am very very insecure about. Voice, Height and my hair. I mean maybe I'm sensitive or what not but take whatever people say VERY seriously. But it sucks that I can't really change it. Cept' for the hair. Which I still think I look bad with short hair. or maybe my head's just shaped like a boulder. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that I'm gonna start trying out different combination and contrasts. :D See how things work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I realize that the whole "SPM Year" is really affecting my relationship with my homies. I mean, we haven't really been spending time with each other cause of this stupid year. But honestly, it would really make a difference since we don't even study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the stress and anxiety is really making everyone think twice about anything fun! Which totally blows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming guys! We should hang out! and shop. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6196793235542158622?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6196793235542158622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6196793235542158622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6196793235542158622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6196793235542158622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/makeover.html' title='Makeover.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4033543681480422010</id><published>2010-05-08T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T01:44:26.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bukit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st johns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><title type='text'>St. Johns / CBN International Understanding Day</title><content type='html'>Yes, I do realize it is 1am in the morning already but I just can't help it! I'm really pumped now! Blame electronica. and hormones. Somethings wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, purpose of the post is to talk about last weekend. As you might have already known, I went for the joint International Understanding Day organized by St. Johns and Convent Bukit Nanas (woot). It was at St. John's school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I was rather reluctant to go at first. But I eventually went anyway. I thank God I did. For the first time ever. There were more decent girls to look at than guys. That really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there and met up with Schanny who was my colleague last year when I was working for Disney. The last I saw him was at a party at his place last year. He has hair now! I also got to meet up with Julian Lee who I used to play futsal with. Felt good meeting up with them after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my ticket and sat down but got restless. I realized that I had friends who were there (and there were people who were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to come *cough*Lynn*cough*). Guess who I met up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with May! First time meeting her in real life. I couldnt recognize her at first but then I did. Eventually. HAHA. I met up with sharmaine and bumped into a few friends from sek. 5 and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a small world isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the main events! Unfortunately. My lens decided to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt; on me. So I didn't bring my camera. I REGRETTED THAT OMGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first event was the chinese acrobats. I'm telling you. They were so freaking good. Okay, funny story, among I think around 6 or 7 of them there was this one who was the best looking one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in an area where it was like 90% girls (I swear it was empty before I sat there!) and ALL of them were staring at that one guy. So when that one guy went down from the stage to talk to the DJ EVERYONE was looking. I think the fact that he was like semi-naked most of them time helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides performing all those Newton-defying feats they did some kind of hat thing where they would juggle 3 hats or something. THAT WAS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there were many other performances to come but they had to do a role call before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A role call is basically where the hosts will announce the name of the school that the attendees were from. So they did, Methodist Boy School, Seri Bintang Utara, Sekolah Aminuddin Baki, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna guess who was that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; guy from SMK Taman Melawati that stood up in front of a crowd of around 700? yeah. Most epic moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I love my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on! Both my friends performed which were great. Schanny did a cover on Lifehouse's You and Me. And Julian did an MJ dance. Which was so damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole day was a really good experience. Which reminds me why I'm so damn pissed at Jamie for not letting use have Interact Club. But anyhow, I'm looking forward for both ARGS and SAB IU days which are in a few weeks! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing. Thanks for the company sabs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-bKvpyjmDI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e8C8R9VX3RE/s1600/DSC04406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-bKvpyjmDI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e8C8R9VX3RE/s400/DSC04406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469281717508610098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you bloody hell didnt wanna take a picture. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-WG9edvC2I/AAAAAAAABQw/ioJ9P8O2n3g/s1600/MOV02300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4033543681480422010?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4033543681480422010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4033543681480422010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4033543681480422010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4033543681480422010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/st-johns-cbn-international.html' title='St. Johns / CBN International Understanding Day'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-bKvpyjmDI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e8C8R9VX3RE/s72-c/DSC04406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8359933283098634566</id><published>2010-05-08T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T01:27:32.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Its just the way I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Some people are just meant to be friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but it all starts with the willingness to take a risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, we're just happy with how things are. It really sucks when we're finally ready for something but things just don't go the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't fair. But its still good! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Nespressos are AWESOME. ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8359933283098634566?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8359933283098634566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8359933283098634566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8359933283098634566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8359933283098634566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-just-way-i-am.html' title='Its just the way I am.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-214726288063441422</id><published>2010-05-05T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:38:33.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metro Carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st johns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Its May yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Life's like a road that you travel on,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your one day here and the next day gone.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its May already! I can feel as if time's really slipping by! (Though time really does seem to slow down where there's a lesson going on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been blogging. My camera lens is really screwing with me lately. Gotta send it back to the shop for servicing. How sad. Heard Dev's having the same problem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's life? Well, I recently had (Thank you in advance for the pictures Gan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-LUP9FbIuI/AAAAAAAABQg/4oFPAJ9jb-w/s1600/24598_1404164138216_1055732553_1172133_296624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-LUP9FbIuI/AAAAAAAABQg/4oFPAJ9jb-w/s400/24598_1404164138216_1055732553_1172133_296624_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468166268141642466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;St. Johns Leadership Camp '10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-LUQJzGt4I/AAAAAAAABQo/63e8o2y2CSA/s1600/31201_1410322412169_1055732553_1186696_1902210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-LUQJzGt4I/AAAAAAAABQo/63e8o2y2CSA/s400/31201_1410322412169_1055732553_1186696_1902210_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468166271554467714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Metro Carnival '10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Both which were really awesome events that I had the opportunity to go for! Unfortunately, my camera's lens are screwing with me! I'm resulted to using the zoom lens nowadays. Not much luck. Since I like getting close and personal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nowadays everyone's so stressed out! With exams and stuff. Me too! The SPM stress is already creeping into my system and I realized my head's been in to high in the clouds lately! Its really true what my dad said about "laying the foundation for the future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm actually gonna start studying, and I mean it this time. Needs lot of effort to actually keep my restless butt one the chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think life's pretty good these days. Not much troubles and worries and what not. Its really nice to spend time and hang out with people you like being with. I think these are one of those teenager moments that would make us nostalgic in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like going for lunch after class, making a ruckus and getting the teacher mad at us,  making stupid videos and for me, personally, is always trying to not get caught with my obscenely long hair! Now that's fun. Ironically I'm a prefect. That's dicispline for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's that! I'll update soon with pictures hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-214726288063441422?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/214726288063441422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=214726288063441422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/214726288063441422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/214726288063441422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-like-road-that-you-travel-on-your.html' title='Its May yo!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S-LUP9FbIuI/AAAAAAAABQg/4oFPAJ9jb-w/s72-c/24598_1404164138216_1055732553_1172133_296624_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5625372740851417051</id><published>2010-04-22T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T16:08:03.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little joys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;: Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;: Hey. What did you do to your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;: Is it alright? I blew dry it this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;: Oh it looks good! Looks like Lee Hom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;: Really?! *Hands raised to the sky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah. Just the hair though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost skipped school today. It takes so much self discipline to wake up early nowadays. Plus my bed feels like I'm sleeping on a cloud of marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring really. Didn't do much. But thanks to me bluetoothing Tower Defence to the guys we ended up playing it the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you could kinda imagine. 4 guys. Head tilted with add maths textbooks. Playing the same game. Ah, joys of mobile gaming! I mean. We were THAT bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow time slowed down today. but whose complaining when you have your eyes glued to our little mobile screens. Sorry, No iPhones here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest joy was when English teacher said that we could go to the library. We we're elated! Cause we got to continue our game in style. Behind no longer add maths textbooks but Forbes and Time. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5625372740851417051?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5625372740851417051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5625372740851417051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5625372740851417051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5625372740851417051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-hello.html' title='The little joys'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2191882943726340256</id><published>2010-04-20T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:47:32.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cendawan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arjun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastronomical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrooms'/><title type='text'>A little more than just obsession.</title><content type='html'>People call me weird for acting so hyped up for a little piece of delicacy. Yes. Canteen started selling em since Monday. And now, I have a new found obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its more that just food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of reused oil. The fatty, crunchy texture and the thought of munching something you have absolutely no clue off is a gastronomical adventure in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC SHROOMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as Cendawan Goreng : Baik Punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With promotion work spearheaded by Arjun CK Sdn. Bhd. this very fine product will one day be a pioneer in consumer foods in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till that day comes, we will munch on the cold sausages and 2 day old nuggets. Ah yes, high school food ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2191882943726340256?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2191882943726340256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2191882943726340256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2191882943726340256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2191882943726340256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-more-than-just-obsession.html' title='A little more than just obsession.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1655865149984351375</id><published>2010-04-16T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:54:43.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dragon! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/howtotrainyourdragon_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/howtotrainyourdragon_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/howtotrainyourdragon_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize in advance for an overly exaggerated response shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I WANT A DRAGONNNNN! LIKE SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I just realized how insanely bimbo that was. But moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my dinner over at the neighbours. Which was good as usual. I think our Friday dinners really bring together us as friends really. I just wished there was more people our age (that we're cooler and not arrogant pricks) other that Sabs and I. But hey! Not complaining ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in a really good mood now! Must have been the chocolate cake. Or ice cream. Either way, it was something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, everyone gathered to watch How To Train Your Dragon which was a totally awesome movie. Or maybe I'm just a sucka when it comes to movies where the girl starts hating the guy but would eventually fall for the protagonist and eventually there's those romantic sparks in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucka for that. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the movie was really good in its own right! And the whole family was there. Anis, Sean, Daniel, Ian, their parents, their grandparents and Uncle Patrick. Was a really great bonding time! Too bad sabs was in Sabah. But hey, checking out hot guys and stalking people while they're having their massage sounds fun too! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1655865149984351375?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1655865149984351375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1655865149984351375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1655865149984351375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1655865149984351375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/04/dragon-d.html' title='Dragon! :D'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7075604434519010973</id><published>2010-04-15T20:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:30:41.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross Process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sepang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matador'/><title type='text'>F1 @ Sepang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUkEZaG-I/AAAAAAAABQQ/GIVk3GpecAQ/s1600/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUjuR_k7I/AAAAAAAABQI/DibYW_8Xvqo/s1600/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMaD-QP5I/AAAAAAAABOI/gjlekdxSDgo/s1600/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMaD-QP5I/AAAAAAAABOI/gjlekdxSDgo/s400/IMG_1620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460346715092565906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said Malaysian products are crap, well except for our premier internet service provided. Shitmyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently in Sepang to catch the F1 Race and it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPeTSToII/AAAAAAAABOw/eDTVH46ri0w/s1600/IMG_1634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPeTSToII/AAAAAAAABOw/eDTVH46ri0w/s400/IMG_1634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460350086457565314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go team Lotus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went kinda early since the race started around 3.30 ish. Met up with my friends so hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMa-MWpcI/AAAAAAAABOQ/15XY1V7OvW0/s1600/IMG_1665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMa-MWpcI/AAAAAAAABOQ/15XY1V7OvW0/s400/IMG_1665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460346730720961986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think the Lotus Racing flagged attracted alot of attention. Everyone just swarmed to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPgMBawRI/AAAAAAAABPI/SATiJBzwlY8/s1600/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPgMBawRI/AAAAAAAABPI/SATiJBzwlY8/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460350118867419410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPgv5DoFI/AAAAAAAABPQ/2FesfbXYgd4/s1600/IMG_1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPgv5DoFI/AAAAAAAABPQ/2FesfbXYgd4/s400/IMG_1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460350128496025682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not of us, of the flag. Ironically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPfnCor1I/AAAAAAAABPA/cWU-7w20apk/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cPfnCor1I/AAAAAAAABPA/cWU-7w20apk/s400/IMG_1636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460350108940414802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, since we had loads of time to kill we walked around the premises. There were some really weird but very cool people nonetheless. Like these bunch of people dressing up with colourful hair. Or the matador. Go Ferrari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMbWwpojI/AAAAAAAABOY/3WFEQORlKR8/s1600/IMG_1689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMbWwpojI/AAAAAAAABOY/3WFEQORlKR8/s400/IMG_1689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460346737315652146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMb64ZSLI/AAAAAAAABOg/oMIXCxRJ1XY/s1600/IMG_1691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMb64ZSLI/AAAAAAAABOg/oMIXCxRJ1XY/s400/IMG_1691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460346747011811506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get merchandise. But helluva expensive though. But there were nice stuff on sale *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSTRXeB2I/AAAAAAAABQA/QWGBKcmqLck/s1600/IMG_1686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSTRXeB2I/AAAAAAAABQA/QWGBKcmqLck/s400/IMG_1686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460353195498669922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had to go our separate parts because our tickets we're different unfortunately. So got to our seats and we got to witness an airshow by the Royal Airforce or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMcQRcnRI/AAAAAAAABOo/KmNYNQBH0xM/s1600/IMG_1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMcQRcnRI/AAAAAAAABOo/KmNYNQBH0xM/s400/IMG_1735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460346752754031890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool though it did blow my ears up. Literally. And I thought that was bad. The cars we're even louder! But it was damn cool too. And the safety car? Sheeet. that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSEn2vpoI/AAAAAAAABPY/KPCD0hr2SCE/s1600/IMG_1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSEn2vpoI/AAAAAAAABPY/KPCD0hr2SCE/s400/IMG_1776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460352943837390466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSFCSsNOI/AAAAAAAABPg/2b8S2qNkq9Q/s1600/IMG_1791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSFCSsNOI/AAAAAAAABPg/2b8S2qNkq9Q/s400/IMG_1791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460352950933927138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didnt bother taking much pictures after that. Just thought of enjoying the race. There we're photographers taking pictures and this guy looked like Desmond Foo (Residentevilchef. Go google) from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSFnv2k0I/AAAAAAAABPo/-QlSRnKt03k/s1600/IMG_1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSFnv2k0I/AAAAAAAABPo/-QlSRnKt03k/s400/IMG_1943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460352960988353346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as expected, Red Bull Racing won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cSGcYkpAI/AAAAAAAABPw/8JlZxsxhciM/s1600/IMG_1873.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUjuR_k7I/AAAAAAAABQI/DibYW_8Xvqo/s1600/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUjuR_k7I/AAAAAAAABQI/DibYW_8Xvqo/s400/IMG_1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460355677161493426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, for 3 races, Lotus didn't do too badly themselves. Even though they we're kinda 3 laps behind. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUkEZaG-I/AAAAAAAABQQ/GIVk3GpecAQ/s1600/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cUkEZaG-I/AAAAAAAABQQ/GIVk3GpecAQ/s400/IMG_1868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460355683098172386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I need to touch up on my writing skills. Blog epf weih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7075604434519010973?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7075604434519010973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7075604434519010973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7075604434519010973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7075604434519010973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/04/f1-sepang.html' title='F1 @ Sepang'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8cMaD-QP5I/AAAAAAAABOI/gjlekdxSDgo/s72-c/IMG_1620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-9098156262023276075</id><published>2010-04-12T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:46:37.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rawang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>I'm back! again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2ujbCtI/AAAAAAAABOA/fmwdNEMzT20/s1600/DSC04130.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2V4CRyI/AAAAAAAABN4/UG3milX-U1Y/s1600/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2V4CRyI/AAAAAAAABN4/UG3milX-U1Y/s400/DSC04108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459261982958044962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging. Blame Twitter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! Haha which reminds me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/&lt;span&gt;jcmuffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its mostly about me and my not so average life as a 17 year old. My activities of my last year of my illegality and my random conquests. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh alrite! So where do I start! There's just so much to say! My last post was weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I type this I'm currently wasted as hell. Not in a good way though. Its cause of the basketball competition. MSSD la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience really! Even though we did get slayed today. Like major epic fail. But it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at Rawang. Not exactly the safest place to be really. See we we're here twice. Last week, on Wednesday we we're here for the group stages. Which we qualified. Oh talking about that. We almost got robbed. We didn't cause Rais would have drowned him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love MSSD. Why? Basketball? Yeah. Partly. But its just nice to check the girls out there! HAHAHA Yeah. Fuhreakin hot bodies. But face damn potong steam la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this girl that I saw on Wednesday that kinda caught my eye and there was just something different about her. Kept staring. -.- I am such a stalker really. Lai said she was staring at us. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I kept obsessing about this one girl. Which I still don't know what her name is. Eric says that she probably can't speak English. Or has a boyfriend. Could be right though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kept stalking her. Even today. HAHAH I found out what school she's from though. and I tried searching all 433 people. Failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up. But hey! I might see her again! Now.. where's SMK Taman Desa. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2ujbCtI/AAAAAAAABOA/fmwdNEMzT20/s1600/DSC04130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2ujbCtI/AAAAAAAABOA/fmwdNEMzT20/s400/DSC04130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459261989582473938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="color: green;" class="url"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Updates about Driving, F1, SPCA, and what not. Otw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-9098156262023276075?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/9098156262023276075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=9098156262023276075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/9098156262023276075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/9098156262023276075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back! again!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S8Mx2V4CRyI/AAAAAAAABN4/UG3milX-U1Y/s72-c/DSC04108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7147874879155988708</id><published>2010-03-21T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:29:53.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Monday Blues.</title><content type='html'>A week of sleeping late, waking up with a hangover, finishing Mass Effect 2 (OMGWTF Ending) and whole lot of totally unproductive things has finally come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm not that bummed that holidays are coming to an end. I mean, its just been a week but I miss school. Even though I hate Mondays. Cause it brings back very bad memories. Like how Rohana cut my hair, Ganesh cut my hair, and one other account of getting my haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got my hair cut 3 times last year. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Q1 of the year is hectic as hell. I mean, its always like that I guess. St. Johns crap, Choir (which I have no idea whats going on now), School, and the like. But I do get to go for my shopping too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my white shirt! After ages of wanting to get it. So I finally brought my ang pao money to go and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://media.topman.com/wcsstore/TopManUS/images/catalog/83L11WWHT_normal.jpg" src="http://media.topman.com/wcsstore/TopManUS/images/catalog/83L11WWHT_normal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really love it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause someone said I look like super junior ^_^&lt;/span&gt;Thanks for Fabi for picking it! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah as for other things going on in my life lately? Well, everything seems to be great. I don't have a girlfriend. Yes, so stop asking me. When (which is probably gonna take awhile) I do I'll post it up okay? Promise! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on! Wish me luck for not getting my hair cut tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7147874879155988708?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7147874879155988708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7147874879155988708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7147874879155988708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7147874879155988708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7923412471665973146</id><published>2010-03-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:12:24.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unplugged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melawati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternate zebras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Pre Unplugged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54ldYUE-II/AAAAAAAABNw/Fj3YNQJlTnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54hdndzPiI/AAAAAAAABNQ/1_izJxZjCbI/s1600-h/IMG_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pre Melawati Unplugged. Much fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, we don't exactly practice much but this time we actually did, well, until Russell came in with The Chocolate Cake which when all hell broke loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54ldYUE-II/AAAAAAAABNw/Fj3YNQJlTnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think practicing together and making music is a fun business. Builds bond you see. And there was like a jam towards the end of the session which was, as its always the case with Paul, was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjun and Julian did guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54heMtXxCI/AAAAAAAABNY/zoslw50NrDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54heMtXxCI/AAAAAAAABNY/zoslw50NrDQ/s400/IMG_1098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448829401856197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54ldYUE-II/AAAAAAAABNw/Fj3YNQJlTnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54ldYUE-II/AAAAAAAABNw/Fj3YNQJlTnQ/s400/IMG_1087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448833785837975682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric played bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54he2rOj9I/AAAAAAAABNo/gqp-LKWlmjA/s1600-h/IMG_1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54he2rOj9I/AAAAAAAABNo/gqp-LKWlmjA/s400/IMG_1088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448829413121494994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours truly did Vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54hdndzPiI/AAAAAAAABNQ/1_izJxZjCbI/s1600-h/IMG_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54hdndzPiI/AAAAAAAABNQ/1_izJxZjCbI/s400/IMG_1097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448829391858777634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly and still believe, no matter what anyone says, that I have bad vocals. I know if you believe it then you are but sometimes I see people like Fabi or something that can do it so well. maybe I haven't found what I'm good at yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the rest. I think they're great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54heuFOPKI/AAAAAAAABNg/yXf8jgvc3JA/s1600-h/IMG_1093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54heuFOPKI/AAAAAAAABNg/yXf8jgvc3JA/s400/IMG_1093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448829410814606498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melawati Unplugged was great! Even though I was emofied like hell. There were issues. And our equipment are screwed up now. but its alrite! It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures on facebook! I'm the one with the controversial tshirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54hdEFYi-I/AAAAAAAABNI/ezjj-02fMUc/s1600-h/IMG_1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54hdEFYi-I/AAAAAAAABNI/ezjj-02fMUc/s400/IMG_1121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448829382361123810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7923412471665973146?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7923412471665973146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7923412471665973146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7923412471665973146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7923412471665973146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/pre-unplugged.html' title='Pre Unplugged'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S54heMtXxCI/AAAAAAAABNY/zoslw50NrDQ/s72-c/IMG_1098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5318459020371838960</id><published>2010-03-09T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:52:10.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straighten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5N'/><title type='text'>My hair. :D</title><content type='html'>So.. I went to school and for some reason I kept getting the "Hey! You cut your hair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. Of course I cut my hair. Its insanely short now isn't it? And my sideburns are nonexistent. Well, Until it grows back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the responses was a pretty mix bag. Some were like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the f did you do to your hair!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh you finally straighten your hair."&lt;br /&gt;"Dude you look good! Waay better!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahrend pissed me off since every sentence of his had something to do with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kaif's response was "Last time your hair not so bad. Now this is just retarded." or something like that. OUCH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall it wasn't that bad. I mean. Experimenting la. Plus I cant wait for my hair to grow longer. (: weee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt;: Best response of the day was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.αиgει cαямεи♥.         - says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAAHHAHHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. lol&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5318459020371838960?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5318459020371838960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5318459020371838960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5318459020371838960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5318459020371838960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-hair-d.html' title='My hair. :D'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4677549444023122470</id><published>2010-03-06T22:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:11:28.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabrina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>Genting. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM9gYhzZI/AAAAAAAABKo/hcR43kgGz8s/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM9gYhzZI/AAAAAAAABKo/hcR43kgGz8s/s400/IMG_1139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447399475085692306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate curvy roads. It makes me get motion sickness. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went for a day trip recently to Genting with Sabrina. Which was so totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me to meet up at her place at 8.30. Ended up leaving an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I hate trips that involve lots of turns. Makes me very sick. Anyway, we stopped by on the way to Genting to grab some breakfast. It was still quite warm though. I can't believed I was so dumb though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered "Teh ping. Cold please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only I realized. Sad. ping means ice la literally so its like teh ais. So yeah, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we drove up all the way till the parking lot. Sab's dad is brilliant. He actually takes pictures of the surrounding near his car! That's so smart okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, then we walked to the ticket booth thing. Tried to get the kids ticket for sabs. Failed. Almost la okay. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid caterpillar killed my self esteem. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM-dYMqNI/AAAAAAAABKw/NV3d-L905O0/s1600-h/IMG_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM-dYMqNI/AAAAAAAABKw/NV3d-L905O0/s400/IMG_1140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447399491458869458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM-_1JeTI/AAAAAAAABK4/GqHnhTqCgfE/s1600-h/IMG_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM-_1JeTI/AAAAAAAABK4/GqHnhTqCgfE/s400/IMG_1142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447399500707100978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was around 5 years I haven't been here and nothing really changed. The spinning swing things were still here. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kNAzTri3I/AAAAAAAABLI/YbFy-v6WAEU/s1600-h/IMG_1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kNAzTri3I/AAAAAAAABLI/YbFy-v6WAEU/s400/IMG_1145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447399531705240434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe thats how it looked back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Sabs was walking damn fast okay. Well, she didnt have to lug around the bag. Which I so kindly offered to put the stuff inside. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;included. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kNAPqoCXI/AAAAAAAABLA/fMqvfZEVQO0/s1600-h/IMG_1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kNAPqoCXI/AAAAAAAABLA/fMqvfZEVQO0/s400/IMG_1146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447399522137803122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the first ride of the day was the log fume thing. Which was.. wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOCdJjQHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/j_AFEoxbk44/s1600-h/IMG_1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOCdJjQHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/j_AFEoxbk44/s400/IMG_1147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447400659628540018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing happened. We we're both in line and in front of us were these bunch of Indian guys who kept staring at Sabs boobs. Like. Seriously weih! damn obvious! and those other guys with their girlfriends (who aren't at all hot i might add.) stared at her too. Hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah those Indian guys waved when they were on the log thing! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOCw-DayI/AAAAAAAABLY/He4VnXPpwLM/s1600-h/IMG_1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOCw-DayI/AAAAAAAABLY/He4VnXPpwLM/s400/IMG_1152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447400664949025570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah yes, camwhoring while on the ride. Its not OUR fault that the ride was talking ages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOECDbtLI/AAAAAAAABLg/7L7oLLssCmU/s1600-h/IMG_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOECDbtLI/AAAAAAAABLg/7L7oLLssCmU/s400/IMG_1153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447400686714860722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and this is what happens for those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the first fall was better than the second one. The Indian guys waved again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOE9lUKiI/AAAAAAAABLo/1okp9J2MsZY/s1600-h/IMG_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOE9lUKiI/AAAAAAAABLo/1okp9J2MsZY/s400/IMG_1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447400702694664738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the corkscrew! Which a funny story happened 5 years ago. I waited in line for an hour plus and then just as I was about to reach. It started raining. They closed it. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Had to take it again this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSTqGikLI/AAAAAAAABL4/47x9C0wnJsU/s1600-h/IMG_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSTqGikLI/AAAAAAAABL4/47x9C0wnJsU/s400/IMG_1166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447405353209860274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOFR-WXNI/AAAAAAAABLw/qXnVAb0piEc/s1600-h/IMG_1163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kOFR-WXNI/AAAAAAAABLw/qXnVAb0piEc/s400/IMG_1163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447400708168375506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was really fun! I felt as if my head was gonna pop of anytime. I KEPT DUCKING. Kinda like my mum when she goes under the tiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we proceeded to the go carts thing. But yeah. ada hal skit. So skip :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSUKsMcXI/AAAAAAAABMA/E6wHH80piRg/s1600-h/IMG_1174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSUKsMcXI/AAAAAAAABMA/E6wHH80piRg/s400/IMG_1174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447405361957728626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the ride where you get flung into the air and then pulled back towards the ground? That space shot thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWOkUyQCI/AAAAAAAABMg/9HQu1vOLKiQ/s1600-h/IMG_1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWOkUyQCI/AAAAAAAABMg/9HQu1vOLKiQ/s400/IMG_1183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447620770038693922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we went on that! It was my first time so I was tensed as hell. And the line was freaking long. But eventually it was our turn! Oh my god it was so freaky okay! I actually screamed while closing my eyes as we descended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it was over rather quickly and I realized that we were supposed to go another time but we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took off the belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy came back and buckled it back again. Sabs was like "Whats going on!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then off we went up again! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically we we're on it 2 times in a row. SO FUN OKAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSUuy2nvI/AAAAAAAABMI/saxf6r6mKr8/s1600-h/IMG_1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSUuy2nvI/AAAAAAAABMI/saxf6r6mKr8/s400/IMG_1180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447405371649335026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then went to even more rides. The stupid boat thing was extremely long. I think the longest among all the rides! So we camwhored. Again. Ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWPd7EzLI/AAAAAAAABMw/yIzyOLxoAbs/s1600-h/IMG_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWPd7EzLI/AAAAAAAABMw/yIzyOLxoAbs/s400/IMG_1206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447620785500114098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWO-lzlXI/AAAAAAAABMo/rRBZ0hMFOrk/s1600-h/IMG_1196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWO-lzlXI/AAAAAAAABMo/rRBZ0hMFOrk/s400/IMG_1196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447620777089406322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find this shot extremely adorable. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSV_BD75I/AAAAAAAABMY/1-EdneKmhaQ/s1600-h/IMG_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kSV_BD75I/AAAAAAAABMY/1-EdneKmhaQ/s400/IMG_1195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447405393183764370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then I think we went for a few more rides before going home. Had marrybrowns. Which since I was so hungry, never tasted better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWQHsgnXI/AAAAAAAABNA/n5jZPWHs0JQ/s1600-h/IMG_1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5nWQHsgnXI/AAAAAAAABNA/n5jZPWHs0JQ/s400/IMG_1190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447620796713311602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep on the way down. Got home. Really tired. But had tuition. Which I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really fun day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4677549444023122470?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4677549444023122470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4677549444023122470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4677549444023122470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4677549444023122470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/genting.html' title='Genting. (:'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S5kM9gYhzZI/AAAAAAAABKo/hcR43kgGz8s/s72-c/IMG_1139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7834215876051700826</id><published>2010-03-01T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:33:15.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><title type='text'>Screenshot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4vduYvK2uI/AAAAAAAABKg/vNdCNDo4_x4/s1600-h/Elle+%E2%99%A5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 401px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4vduYvK2uI/AAAAAAAABKg/vNdCNDo4_x4/s400/Elle+%E2%99%A5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443688363591391970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK CLICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ you la Elle. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7834215876051700826?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7834215876051700826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7834215876051700826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7834215876051700826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7834215876051700826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/click-click-you-la-elle.html' title='Screenshot!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4vduYvK2uI/AAAAAAAABKg/vNdCNDo4_x4/s72-c/Elle+%E2%99%A5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5164164168315707819</id><published>2010-03-01T10:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:46:44.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><title type='text'>Sports Day 10'</title><content type='html'>First of all I would like to thank the various people whose pictures I will be using in this blogspot. Namely Gan and Farhan Aiman. Thanks much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yesterday was SMK Taman Melawati's annual Sport's Day. Which I always participate but never win unfortunately. I'm just not that great! And I didn't train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4s0i3SUpcI/AAAAAAAABKY/3LVNWu1rY_I/s1600-h/26913_1351165773290_1055732553_1040310_863764_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4s0i3SUpcI/AAAAAAAABKY/3LVNWu1rY_I/s400/26913_1351165773290_1055732553_1040310_863764_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443502348168373698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Dakshan said that at least I could qualify and be a part of this thing. Thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;I think the experience was invaluble anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about 100m sprint is during the start when the guy yell's "Ke Garisan, Sedia, Bang!" my heart literally pops out of my chest! Its probably the single most terrifying thing of the sport. To me that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx7413zOI/AAAAAAAABKA/gr4jhk4GpaY/s1600-h/26913_1351164653262_1055732553_1040283_2590283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx7413zOI/AAAAAAAABKA/gr4jhk4GpaY/s400/26913_1351164653262_1055732553_1040283_2590283_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443499479547759842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4szmvYlRLI/AAAAAAAABKQ/xqW2Pdh_ePM/s1600-h/26913_1351164693263_1055732553_1040284_416131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4szmvYlRLI/AAAAAAAABKQ/xqW2Pdh_ePM/s400/26913_1351164693263_1055732553_1040284_416131_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443501315254994098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came! It made this year way more fun than last year!&lt;br /&gt;And the Sun was scorching. Like literally burning my nuts off. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;And I puked like, 3 times I think, and the teacher had to pick it up! I DIDN'T KNOW OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx8f2PRiI/AAAAAAAABKI/B4Hqqn6i5Oc/s1600-h/26913_1351165813291_1055732553_1040311_3597255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx8f2PRiI/AAAAAAAABKI/B4Hqqn6i5Oc/s400/26913_1351165813291_1055732553_1040311_3597255_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443499490018280994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 x 100m event was awesome really. I was running in the 2nd position. And it was a good run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx7itb6gI/AAAAAAAABJ4/peZ56tQp_Eo/s1600-h/23945_330882459805_611044805_3408033_2409661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4sx7itb6gI/AAAAAAAABJ4/peZ56tQp_Eo/s400/23945_330882459805_611044805_3408033_2409661_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443499473606797826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I honestly think purple house did very good this year. The boys mainly. Roshan did well for the long distance runs and Amin did great for the sprints!&lt;br /&gt;And everyone played a role this year! I still don't know what the final verdict but I hope its good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a really fun experience and my last time being on the field after 5 years of running. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5164164168315707819?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5164164168315707819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5164164168315707819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5164164168315707819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5164164168315707819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/03/sports-day-10.html' title='Sports Day 10&apos;'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4s0i3SUpcI/AAAAAAAABKY/3LVNWu1rY_I/s72-c/26913_1351165773290_1055732553_1040310_863764_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1279513378066746184</id><published>2010-02-27T01:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:53:26.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domo kun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persada'/><title type='text'>Its almost March already? D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gGA9KzwhI/AAAAAAAABJg/P0GPS6dc9NA/s1600-h/School+HDR+copy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 579px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gGA9KzwhI/AAAAAAAABJg/P0GPS6dc9NA/s400/School+HDR+copy.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442606763166908946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first take on HDR photography. Still kinda dull. I have more to learn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't believe its almost March! I mean, its like the time just flows through my finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think, life is like that. Nothing's gonna last forever. So you gotta make do of what you have at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love high school life honestly. I mean the experience there is worth a lifetime. I mean. We literally spend a chapter of our lives here, albeit one of the most fun ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how've I been lately? Super busy. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gQYbzsUEI/AAAAAAAABJo/nF_-Vlgp-lo/s1600-h/L1030854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gQYbzsUEI/AAAAAAAABJo/nF_-Vlgp-lo/s400/L1030854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442618161644720194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't blame me. Q1 of the year is always the busiest! Choir, Kawad, and First Aid Competition is in 2 weeks. MPOC Second Leg is in 3 weeks. Exam's in 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So everything's pretty hectic as usual. But I have been having my fun too! Been taking and playing around with my camera. Trying to work out Photoshop! But I still suck at it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gXeNaG_EI/AAAAAAAABJw/r5a0WSLUfSc/s1600-h/IMG_8378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gXeNaG_EI/AAAAAAAABJw/r5a0WSLUfSc/s400/IMG_8378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442625957439929410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I've been hanging out (read: Lepak) alot. And the Ian's getting smarter by the second. He's hair, getting longer, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I continued Dota. Still sucked beyond anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I can't really find any inspiration on what to blog about. Soon! I shall update! Unless people start reading my Twitter posts then.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1279513378066746184?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1279513378066746184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1279513378066746184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1279513378066746184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1279513378066746184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-almost-march-already-d.html' title='Its almost March already? D:'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4gGA9KzwhI/AAAAAAAABJg/P0GPS6dc9NA/s72-c/School+HDR+copy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2874601707487906374</id><published>2010-02-22T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:57:35.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year Open House'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>What I love about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; isn't the ang paos that are filled with my shopping money but its the occasion that you get together with love ones and celebrate a new year with festivities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my grandaunt's place for CNY dinner as usual. Great when everyone is happy and joyous. Our family isn't as big or as close as some of the people I know but its still nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, we get a week's holiday! Great isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go out and stuff. And I held like an annual CNY open house at my house again. I think there was more people last year. But this year theres less but I'm closer to alot of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUwXFsjOI/AAAAAAAABI4/Ir1i_9kIcEk/s1600-h/IMG_5292+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUwXFsjOI/AAAAAAAABI4/Ir1i_9kIcEk/s400/IMG_5292+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441004489625341154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUvoNkuWI/AAAAAAAABIw/q25K-_Tza2U/s1600-h/IMG_5290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUvoNkuWI/AAAAAAAABIw/q25K-_Tza2U/s400/IMG_5290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441004477041916258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hate is hosting parties because you can't really sit down, relax, have fun and all those stuff. All I did was run around trying to entertain everyone. It was quite sad really. I didn't know what was going on and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUxInyuDI/AAAAAAAABJI/91fBMn2b9Ng/s1600-h/IMG_0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUxInyuDI/AAAAAAAABJI/91fBMn2b9Ng/s400/IMG_0700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441004502921689138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the pictures can tell me what went down. Hahah but everyone had fun I assume. So I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUxhhLEKI/AAAAAAAABJQ/qVtX0leV48Y/s1600-h/IMG_0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUxhhLEKI/AAAAAAAABJQ/qVtX0leV48Y/s400/IMG_0998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441004509604810914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUw0Mzu3I/AAAAAAAABJA/-pC6DrFZNjk/s1600-h/IMG_0681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUw0Mzu3I/AAAAAAAABJA/-pC6DrFZNjk/s400/IMG_0681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441004497439800178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me do another open house damnit! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2874601707487906374?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2874601707487906374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2874601707487906374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2874601707487906374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2874601707487906374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S4JUwXFsjOI/AAAAAAAABI4/Ir1i_9kIcEk/s72-c/IMG_5292+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5612164081184799390</id><published>2010-02-16T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:12:30.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/justinchoy" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/justinchoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5612164081184799390?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5612164081184799390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5612164081184799390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5612164081184799390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5612164081184799390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4839365550134321216</id><published>2010-02-15T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:56:42.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love awesome'/><title type='text'>We're just different cause..</title><content type='html'>cause we've been in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know not to give our 100%. Not wanting to rush. Afraid. Paranoid. Lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you still think why we're not as easily to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you cant break whats broken can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone. You never really forget them. Never really hate them. You can't. Some things will bring back memories and in these memories are where they live on. These people. You never really lose someone you love. Quote from a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone.&lt;br /&gt;They can come back to you, in the most unlikely of times.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            For One More Day - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that, sometimes when you think back. You'll realize why you we're actually in love with that person in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I personally think God's greatest gift to mankind second to Salvation is their ability to sing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4839365550134321216?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4839365550134321216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4839365550134321216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4839365550134321216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4839365550134321216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/were-just-different-cause_15.html' title='We&apos;re just different cause..'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6979648883395404927</id><published>2010-02-15T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:36:56.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're just different cause..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6979648883395404927?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6979648883395404927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6979648883395404927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6979648883395404927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6979648883395404927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/were-just-different-cause.html' title='We&apos;re just different cause..'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8974436550903422552</id><published>2010-02-12T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:47:59.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL WIN'/><title type='text'>Ironic la weih.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so my chemistry report was due today. All 3 reports. I did one last night. After finishing my book. I manage to do one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up today, half-dead, like a zombie and did it in school. Had kawad in the morning so my voice isn't exactly very good now. I manage to do it. But it took me 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to finish it at 3.15pm. That was like almost 3 hours after school ended! But I told teacher I would pass up by today. So I went up to the teacher's room. Locked. Went to the lab. Locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came up with this brilliant idea. I took a picture and MMS'ed it to my teacher. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said okay, pass it up after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8974436550903422552?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8974436550903422552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8974436550903422552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8974436550903422552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8974436550903422552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ironic-la-weih.html' title='Ironic la weih.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3628884857652796175</id><published>2010-02-11T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:17:33.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I made a mistake.</title><content type='html'>I think I made a mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its my fault for taking you for granted and jumped the gun. Maybe I was too fast. The only reason why I did it was I thought, well, it doesn't really matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think about this everyday. No matter how the situation's gonna turn out someone's gonna get hurt. Right now I feel like a complete idiot. Living a world that's a lie. Its as if I'm living in my own world but in reality its just superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand. This proves my point exactly why relationships are never gonna be my thing. FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3628884857652796175?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3628884857652796175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3628884857652796175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3628884857652796175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3628884857652796175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-i-made-mistake.html' title='I think I made a mistake.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5577450851125542500</id><published>2010-02-10T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:00:11.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy Chew birthday nexgen awesome'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday Mr. Jeremy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N67adtOAI/AAAAAAAABG4/wUIIln2Iwqg/s1600-h/IMG_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N67adtOAI/AAAAAAAABG4/wUIIln2Iwqg/s400/IMG_0302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824336301111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday I went out for Mr. Jeremy's birthday gathering at Wangsa Walk. It was nice seeing everyone after my long hiatus. Ah, being with the likes of these people you can't help not to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ate at BBQ Chicken. Which was kinda nice. My chicken was like a midget chicken or something. Or stunted. Whichever. But Stevie's one was huge! And by the time his food arrived we already finished ours. So everyone was trying to take his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N676Wp4gI/AAAAAAAABHA/XSTiQpZItG4/s1600-h/IMG_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N676Wp4gI/AAAAAAAABHA/XSTiQpZItG4/s400/IMG_0320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824344861467138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love Yi En's "OH YEAH" face. Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N69vGoeqI/AAAAAAAABHY/Pf4KE6we2_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N69vGoeqI/AAAAAAAABHY/Pf4KE6we2_Q/s400/IMG_0332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824376201214626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9u4XX34I/AAAAAAAABHo/Zjr5UVwY2LU/s1600-h/IMG_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9u4XX34I/AAAAAAAABHo/Zjr5UVwY2LU/s400/IMG_0339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436827419524194178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't like that all the time unfortunately. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9uTGFrkI/AAAAAAAABHg/_rmvL32KAJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9uTGFrkI/AAAAAAAABHg/_rmvL32KAJQ/s400/IMG_0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436827409519586882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even John James was there! Well, not technically there. He was on webcam. So everyone took turns talking to him. The first thing he said to me was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! You together with Mei Ji yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- John john john. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9vaJtl0I/AAAAAAAABHw/1buQRT4p54o/s1600-h/IMG_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9vaJtl0I/AAAAAAAABHw/1buQRT4p54o/s400/IMG_0348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436827428593702722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N68f75yhI/AAAAAAAABHI/BJMFIMZS-wU/s1600-h/IMG_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N68f75yhI/AAAAAAAABHI/BJMFIMZS-wU/s400/IMG_0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824354949810706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah but it was nice seeing John again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for not getting Jeremy anything though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N69OjPdnI/AAAAAAAABHQ/YPV_GArpYRw/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N69OjPdnI/AAAAAAAABHQ/YPV_GArpYRw/s400/IMG_0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824367462839922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we went to visit Boon Hoe and gang at the Japanese food thing. Thanks for the free samples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9v8Y__wI/AAAAAAAABH4/601gN4vUWVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9v8Y__wI/AAAAAAAABH4/601gN4vUWVQ/s400/IMG_0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436827437784628994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jeremy said he wasn't good at it. Charles said that if he could get 3 strikes he'll kiss his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9wgdjWKI/AAAAAAAABIA/sAfNOKEgc5c/s1600-h/IMG_0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N9wgdjWKI/AAAAAAAABIA/sAfNOKEgc5c/s400/IMG_0362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436827447467399330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_rYxeC9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/IfvOxGeHs7w/s1600-h/IMG_0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_rYxeC9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/IfvOxGeHs7w/s400/IMG_0382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436829558527364050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pwned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_qr74TPI/AAAAAAAABII/9bsIqbItZ9U/s1600-h/IMG_0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_qr74TPI/AAAAAAAABII/9bsIqbItZ9U/s400/IMG_0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436829546491432178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing happened though. The people bowling next to us. One of the girl. Well, everything she bowled you could see her undies. How I know? Cause we have a picture. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they perasan or something cause we were like damn kecoh la. And they followed us out wtf! Celine and the rest kinda escaped to the arcade next door. While some of us was kinda distracting them. They checked my camera wtf. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was like damn tension hahah! So funny! And everyone was trying to beat the basketball machine's high score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And air hockey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_uyFsyDI/AAAAAAAABIo/BLGuhNhcAB0/s1600-h/IMG_0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_uyFsyDI/AAAAAAAABIo/BLGuhNhcAB0/s400/IMG_0423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436829616862709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun that night! Thanks for the memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_sB4dPYI/AAAAAAAABIY/9pGAdLLGZJc/s1600-h/IMG_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_sB4dPYI/AAAAAAAABIY/9pGAdLLGZJc/s400/IMG_0396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436829569562525058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_tCuP6AI/AAAAAAAABIg/7EJ4EuOXIHw/s1600-h/IMG_0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N_tCuP6AI/AAAAAAAABIg/7EJ4EuOXIHw/s400/IMG_0402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436829586968012802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5577450851125542500?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5577450851125542500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5577450851125542500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5577450851125542500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5577450851125542500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-birthday-mr-jeremy.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday Mr. Jeremy!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S3N67adtOAI/AAAAAAAABG4/wUIIln2Iwqg/s72-c/IMG_0302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1532931610960222140</id><published>2010-02-05T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:12:50.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batu caves kavadi thaipusam st johns smktm kst'/><title type='text'>Batu Caves!</title><content type='html'>Sorry but there won't be alot of pictures because I was on duty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys remembered, I posted about my batu caves duty back in '09 &lt;a href="http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/02/st-johns-at-batu-caves.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally got my wish this year! Since we were seniors we got stationed on the stairs! But let me tell you from the start. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Thaipusam event was earlier compared to last year. We had no problems getting people to participate since there was quite a number. Since we we're seniors this year and there was no under 16 members we got to be stationed at the stairs! Which was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in the morning and immediately proceeded to the St. John HQ. Somehow Batu Caves looked better this year. I think they did some touch up work or something. I saw flowers! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the base and while I was helping Fabi fill up the forms the other peeps had to kawad. Suddenly the officer was like "You in charge right? Stand here." So I bodoh2 stand there next to fabi la. In my head I was like "Since when?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I almost burst out laughing looking at Daniel, who never kawad before literally jump when everyone hentaked. Don't worry! You'll improve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we we're given these free coupons for breakfast. I didn't take it though. I was having this stomach ache from God knows what la. So I was nicely doing my business in the HQ's toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished nature's call I went to meet up with the guys la. YES I DID WASH MY HANDS MIND YOU. Ugh. What happened next was funny. Arthur came and told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The soya burgers taste like fuck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to say "I told you so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause no offense but the food there tasted like shit. Period. But it was free so I can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we're stationed at different parts on the flight of stairs. A pair on each side. I got the top together with Fabi as my partner. Across us was Angel and Karin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the morning there wasn't much things so Fabs and I had our heart 2 heart talk. Something really struck me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every guy would wait. But he will only for a certain period until he stops waiting and moves on." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, We we're closer to those Kavadi people than last year. It was a really good experience! I suggest for anyone who has yet to go to Batu Caves to go. Its something that you just have to be there to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold steel pierced through the flesh, the objects hanging from skin that looks as if about to tear, to the towering pieces of wood and steel perched on top of mere human beings that trust in their faith. Truly something worth going for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of photographers and also a team from NatGeo. I wonder if I'm in the future "Thaipusam: The Documentary" hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a few almost-faint cases. Quite a disappointment from last year since there was ONE faint case last year. But then there was these bunch of cuntfaces that pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;Like the lady in blue who made us rush down to check on her husband only to find out that she lied and just walked away. I proceeded to usher expletives towards her. Beetch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this asshole who asked Nahrend to buy drinks for him. The conversation went as follows;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt;: Eh boy, *hands over RM50 to Nahrend*. Help me buy drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fabi&lt;/span&gt;: Sorry sir but we're on duty. We're here to help those in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt;: *While walking away says* You said your supposed to help people, then help me la. *Smiles sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fabi&lt;/span&gt;: We're here to provide first aid to those in need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other stuff I cant remember. These kinda people are not only immature but downright retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this guy who grabbed our water. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately this whole thing is part of the job. I really appreciate being given this opportunity and I might do it again. I mean, the feeling you get when you help someone is truly a great thing. Like how Fabi and I brought a crying baby down the stairs all the way back to the HQ. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I walked the stairs 8 times in total. I went home. Slept from 6pm till 8am in the morning. It was tiring as hell. But well worth it! Everyone gained a valuable experience and learned alot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have taken more pictures though. Even though I wasn't supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, manage to get a pic. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xQ2HdY5uI/AAAAAAAABGo/EMxPsLNhgfI/s1600-h/DSC03705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xQ2HdY5uI/AAAAAAAABGo/EMxPsLNhgfI/s400/DSC03705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434807740974819042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1532931610960222140?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1532931610960222140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1532931610960222140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1532931610960222140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1532931610960222140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/batu-caves.html' title='Batu Caves!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xQ2HdY5uI/AAAAAAAABGo/EMxPsLNhgfI/s72-c/DSC03705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2497487542226186464</id><published>2010-02-03T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:18:06.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ian 6th Birthday sabrina funny bicycle'/><title type='text'>Ian's 6th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Ian you lucky bastard. I wish I had 4 pretty girls come to my house just to wish me happy birthday. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. My beloved adik angkat has turned 6! He was so happy! He kept reminding us about it a few days before it. It kinda brings back memories to when I was small and super hyper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;small and super hyper. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was like a BBQ on Sunday which was fun too! Even though I was late, as usual. Uncle Adrian makes the best BBQ ever. And Uncle Patrick buys the best cuts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great time I had! More updates to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xSu6R1n6I/AAAAAAAABGw/XwD4N_bFbD0/s1600-h/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xSu6R1n6I/AAAAAAAABGw/XwD4N_bFbD0/s400/DSC03704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434809816200880034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;*Continues reading Mitch Albom's For One More Day*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-2497487542226186464?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2497487542226186464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=2497487542226186464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2497487542226186464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/2497487542226186464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ians-6th-birthday.html' title='Ian&apos;s 6th Birthday!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2xSu6R1n6I/AAAAAAAABGw/XwD4N_bFbD0/s72-c/DSC03704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-530602140368003753</id><published>2010-02-01T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:37:50.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintball mpoc ultimate speed shocking'/><title type='text'>MPOC</title><content type='html'>Long due post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXsF3AfhI/AAAAAAAABGA/G98JJliom_A/s1600-h/19679_1371741372270_1193820098_31147066_7253592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXsF3AfhI/AAAAAAAABGA/G98JJliom_A/s400/19679_1371741372270_1193820098_31147066_7253592_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433196784212016658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Ultimate Speed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys may know I've been training really hard for my tournament which was the Malaysian Paintball Official Circuit which has 5 legs per season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my second time playing in a paintball tournament. The first time was last year. Which was terrible. Really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy and really proud of my current team, Ultimate Speed. They're not only nice people on the field but they're really nice people outside the field too. I can't remember how many times my drinks was paid for! Its not cause I didn't want to. They just didn't let me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXswUj4LI/AAAAAAAABGQ/9FWzlCNyGvc/s1600-h/19679_1371749972485_1193820098_31147113_1650519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXswUj4LI/AAAAAAAABGQ/9FWzlCNyGvc/s400/19679_1371749972485_1193820098_31147113_1650519_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433196795610259634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after training for a few months at Xtion, Bukit Jalil we we're ready for our tournament on the 23rd/24th of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXsZOPYtI/AAAAAAAABGI/RRMNK1ewm2Q/s1600-h/19679_1371744692353_1193820098_31147090_1231140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXsZOPYtI/AAAAAAAABGI/RRMNK1ewm2Q/s400/19679_1371744692353_1193820098_31147090_1231140_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433196789409735378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play under Division 3. The tourneys are split into 4 divisions which categorizes teams according to level of skill. But then again anyone can jump into Div. 1. but then they can't revert back to Div 4,3 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first day was really good cause we manage to win 4 out of 5 games which shocked everyone. Because our team was new, no one heard of us. But because of our performance that day. It was beyond anyone's expectations. The second was tougher because we were up against more experienced teams. Like Hammer Zero, Spunky Militia, and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is we manage to qualify for Quarter Finals. Which was good enough. We wanted to be top 10. But we ended up being in top 8. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXtroN3gI/AAAAAAAABGg/iTjJ8tggzsw/s1600-h/17855_1148348803830_1680889074_297063_4241657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXtroN3gI/AAAAAAAABGg/iTjJ8tggzsw/s400/17855_1148348803830_1680889074_297063_4241657_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433196811530395138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credits to dez@residentevilchef.com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole paintball experience was a good one. I can't wait for the second leg! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. On the side note. If anyone has any queries about paintball please feel free to ask me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXtCBJ0WI/AAAAAAAABGY/sLPUrkev3wk/s1600-h/19679_1371762132789_1193820098_31147179_2754589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXtCBJ0WI/AAAAAAAABGY/sLPUrkev3wk/s400/19679_1371762132789_1193820098_31147179_2754589_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433196800360698210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And thanks to Carmen for coming. ♥ You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-530602140368003753?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/530602140368003753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=530602140368003753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/530602140368003753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/530602140368003753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/02/mpoc.html' title='MPOC'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2aXsF3AfhI/AAAAAAAABGA/G98JJliom_A/s72-c/19679_1371741372270_1193820098_31147066_7253592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5340575652722216053</id><published>2010-01-29T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:17:19.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky landscape trees pictures'/><title type='text'>Picture of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2G4h3VjuXI/AAAAAAAABF4/-yQDHoHwotQ/s1600-h/IMG_8750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2G4h3VjuXI/AAAAAAAABF4/-yQDHoHwotQ/s400/IMG_8750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431825517515094386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/justinchoy/4311122463/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/justinchoy/4311122463/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5340575652722216053?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5340575652722216053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5340575652722216053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5340575652722216053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5340575652722216053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2G4h3VjuXI/AAAAAAAABF4/-yQDHoHwotQ/s72-c/IMG_8750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8337678196663193308</id><published>2010-01-28T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:16:33.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smktm 5 nekad is awesome'/><title type='text'>5N 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2GipgjYeNI/AAAAAAAABFw/nQLQVQZCtoI/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2GipgjYeNI/AAAAAAAABFw/nQLQVQZCtoI/s400/DSC03554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431801459582204114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still strongly believe that 5N is the most noisy, most amazing, most annoying, most hysterical, most number of bald people, and downright awesome class ever. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you guys to bits. And for making it a very memorable high school life. I love form 4 and I'm gonna love Form 5. I appreciate every single moment we spend our times together. Every laugh and every "Justin, You man bitch! " moments. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone's whose reading this and whose in their final year of high school, just suck up and enjoy what you have. This is the 5th year and your last year in your highschool. Enjoy it to the max but don't forget of that dreaded SPM. The deciding factor of your almost ending adolescent life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pinnacle of high school life. Its gonna be Awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so much fun! Even though I was stressed out as hell in the morning somehow being around these 5 Nekadians made my day so much better. I was initially pissed off because. Well, I didn't do my hair. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end it was uber fun! We camwhored alot! I think among all the form 5 classes we took the most pictures! Plus we had our very own personal photographer. Qeys! (: Shes super adorable btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get the pictures and upload on facebook or something. Its awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is well, its gonna be our last class picture. Our last time together. We're gonna look back and think of this day and smile. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss 5N. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8337678196663193308?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8337678196663193308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8337678196663193308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8337678196663193308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8337678196663193308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/5n-2010.html' title='5N 2010'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S2GipgjYeNI/AAAAAAAABFw/nQLQVQZCtoI/s72-c/DSC03554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3635111316224901995</id><published>2010-01-26T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:05:40.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>I watched Batman yesterday! And it was great! Thanks to Arjun being Batman.. I mean Bruce Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think I need to smile more. Really. I've been so consumed with depression its so fucking sad okay. I NEED TO STOP SWEARING TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I'm so filled with anger its really really bad. I'll update about MPOC soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really sorry Eli. For everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3635111316224901995?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3635111316224901995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3635111316224901995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3635111316224901995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3635111316224901995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1507519179415266454</id><published>2010-01-21T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:46:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out larh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S1gS8Iv2HSI/AAAAAAAABFY/ygm5pv0PVTE/s1600-h/IMG_8940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S1gS8Iv2HSI/AAAAAAAABFY/ygm5pv0PVTE/s400/IMG_8940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429110175144746274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best thing in life is just to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;. And I love my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; Converse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so hows school you ask? Well its fun. Not school. Just your crazy bunch of friends always make your day better. If I we're to write to IMMD everytime someone makes me smile or laugh hysterically I would have the whole website dedicated to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really stressed out at the moment. Studies. Life. And well whole lots of other stuff. But I'm very thankful. Cause I love my life at the moment. No worries Whatsoever. Well, besides SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking paranoid now. Its just that. When you think back on what things that happened to you before you'll just NOT do it again. Even though your so sure that it will be different. Its kinda like sex. If you did it once and it screws up your life doesn't mean it will when you do it again. Its all about the timing. (Please don't argue with me on this. I know someone will.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of this stupid mindset its preventing me from doing alot of things. Okay, Gonna be really frank. Theres a reason why I never did like like people so much. Or gave my 100% (Like how I'd normally would). Cause thats exactly what I did and guess what happened in the end. Yeah. No point retelling the same old story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you resolved it by suppressing my feelings. There was so many instances where I could have said. "Hey, I really like you" or bla bla bla but I didn't. I'm sorry for that. But unless somehow I get reassured that thats not the case. I'll be always confined to my simple, narrow minded self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fairytales are lies. Forever never exists.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they are. Why do we believe. Why do we put that very slim chance and hope and believe? Are we ignorant to the facts? Are we not realists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People put their beliefs in many different things. And I live by a quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There is no such thing as reality, only perception"&lt;/blockquote&gt;                                                                                   Dr. Phil&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life never goes the way you want anyway. Go with the flow of things. Right now. I'm just lost. Is it my fault? Truly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a happier side of things. I'm gonna be going for the Malaysian Paintball Official Circuit this weekend! (I hope I can make it in time for church!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S1gS80k9hpI/AAAAAAAABFg/T13bQLRQJL8/s1600-h/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S1gS80k9hpI/AAAAAAAABFg/T13bQLRQJL8/s400/IMG_0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429110186910254738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nervous and anxious at the same time! I've been really training hard for this. Hoping for the best. It'll be my second tourney. I hope I'll do better! And I think Carmen's gonna be coming too. Woopee~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my lovely NexGenners. I WANT TO GO TO CHURCH OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1507519179415266454?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1507519179415266454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1507519179415266454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1507519179415266454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1507519179415266454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-best-thing-in-life-is-just-to.html' title='Stressed out larh!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S1gS8Iv2HSI/AAAAAAAABFY/ygm5pv0PVTE/s72-c/IMG_8940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-6916984296460286347</id><published>2010-01-17T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:34:39.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am super tired.</title><content type='html'>My body has been aching since Friday. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun! Went out with the peeps. Watched a movie. Went to walk around TS. Played bowling. Annoyed the living daylights outta Eli. (: Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love escalators. ♥ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;right? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for paintball training today. Got my jersey! Woohoo! Our tourney is in less than a week omgggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. lazy wanna blog. I'll update properly later la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-6916984296460286347?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6916984296460286347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=6916984296460286347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6916984296460286347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/6916984296460286347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-super-tired.html' title='I am super tired.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8708976004849774968</id><published>2010-01-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:34:50.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not. Happy.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been this depressed since like. Last year. And that was when I was with someone. Its not your usual "being depressed".&lt;br /&gt;Its that kinda depression when you see someone you really care about sad and depressed it just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kills&lt;/span&gt; you. And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. If you know what I mean. It doesn't matter anyway. Its just. A very. Painful feeling. But then again. Its my fault anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had that feeling where. You had to do something that you didn't one because you we're thinking of the future? How you know you would fuck something up really bad and you didn't want that to happen? And you had to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though if it killed you to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8708976004849774968?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8708976004849774968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8708976004849774968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8708976004849774968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8708976004849774968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-happy.html' title='Not. Happy.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5327183499508667170</id><published>2010-01-12T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:49:35.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gifts'/><title type='text'>Thank you (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLaq9XDjI/AAAAAAAABFA/EI1HbKzQvtw/s1600-h/IMG_9994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLaq9XDjI/AAAAAAAABFA/EI1HbKzQvtw/s400/IMG_9994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425864941399117362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so so much Joanne for the gift. ♥. And yeah, I had to reconstruct it since it was in a mess since I spilled it in the bag. Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLbP1-6vI/AAAAAAAABFI/CtEEnUPszyg/s1600-h/IMG_9987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLbP1-6vI/AAAAAAAABFI/CtEEnUPszyg/s400/IMG_9987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425864951300287218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Mei who was kind enough to lend me her calculator and remained calculatorless till Thursday. Sorry you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLblm--pI/AAAAAAAABFQ/i5kidVvllkU/s1600-h/IMG_9997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLblm--pI/AAAAAAAABFQ/i5kidVvllkU/s400/IMG_9997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425864957142956690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5327183499508667170?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5327183499508667170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5327183499508667170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5327183499508667170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5327183499508667170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank you (:'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0yLaq9XDjI/AAAAAAAABFA/EI1HbKzQvtw/s72-c/IMG_9994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-7699018374259945635</id><published>2010-01-11T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:43:53.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>There is something wrong from the inside!</title><content type='html'>...or maybe I'm gay?&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;FAT CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think right now my body is like going through this mental, emotional state where my hormones are kinda like. Gone wacko. Like puberty or something. NO I AM NOT HAVING PERIODS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like. I don't know. I very indecisive about my decisions and I honestly think I have yet to make any strong, rational decisions that could shape the outcome of my future. In Layman's terms, Well, Justin Choy isn't THAT matured yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its all part of growing up larh. I mean. One moment I can say something, the other I could totally contradict what I said. Which is bad. And I'm easily influenced. Which is also bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still trying to find that inner, more matured sense of Me! Justinism if u will. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the rumors of being taken. No. Not taken! Seriously la! I mean. Not yet. In the future la maybe? Right now? Too indecisive to make any commitments. Not cause I don't want. But I'm not ready? I don't know. Confused! @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I have some awesome pictures soon. (Thanks to Joanne Foong and Mei Ji! ♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I saw a picture of me back in 2008. SO BANGGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.residentevilchef.com/CnC_RedAlert/content/CnC_RedAlert_018_2_large.html"&gt;CLICK ME!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-7699018374259945635?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7699018374259945635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=7699018374259945635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7699018374259945635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/7699018374259945635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-something-wrong-from-inside.html' title='There is something wrong from the inside!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1990181594849233722</id><published>2010-01-06T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:17:45.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMKTM funny video interrogate julian arjun nahrend good cop bad cop'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwDM-ZtsI/AAAAAAAABEY/96UtUyS1biA/s1600-h/DSC03454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwDM-ZtsI/AAAAAAAABEY/96UtUyS1biA/s400/DSC03454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423934895306684098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People put favorite pictures of their favorite things as their wallpaper. Like pictures of people for instance. Well, in that case, I wish I had more wallpapers. Since I think every picture is Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee~ Its the forth day since school reopened! And so far school has been great! I didn't go today cause I woke up diarrhea! You guys didnt have to know that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really really really sleepy since I was up "Studying"(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, minus talking and crapping alot&lt;/span&gt;) with Sabrina till like 12? Oh, and there was an electric storm over KL that looked great from the balcony (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I was unable to get a clear picture because my "brother's" camera is having problems. Yeah. That 1000D I'm using isn't even mine. But I use it so much more. But yeah, So expect less quality pictures at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm learning how to use mother of all photo editors, Adobe Photoshop. (: Wish me luck for more quality pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, School has been great so far! Cause I got the same class again! wee~ But guess what? I got majority the same teachers too. well. Thats probably a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, to think I'm already in my last year of High School. Yeah, its quite sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alot of people I talked to can't wait for it to end. I don't know whats so great of the working world. I myself tried it first hand so I know. So I got hit with a sudden realization that its gonna be my last time being a teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Charlene puts it, "Enjoy your last year of your illegality." And so I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, school's Ops Pemotongan Rambut was conducted as usual. But this time I was able to not run away and instead I mocked them "Cikgu, Rambut saya panjang x?". x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now we have our very own "Kumpulan Botak" in class. Let me introduce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwDYeoAvI/AAAAAAAABEg/dyqKRQbyv38/s1600-h/DSC03459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwDYeoAvI/AAAAAAAABEg/dyqKRQbyv38/s400/DSC03459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423934898394628850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwD9Sc0LI/AAAAAAAABEo/89JuCBmcrBc/s1600-h/DSC03461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwD9Sc0LI/AAAAAAAABEo/89JuCBmcrBc/s400/DSC03461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423934908275675314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwEKcU1II/AAAAAAAABEw/9W7x-Q4zhDk/s1600-h/DSC03462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwEKcU1II/AAAAAAAABEw/9W7x-Q4zhDk/s400/DSC03462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423934911806755970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Bald Men. Julian, Jonat and Sufian. 1Malaysia! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for some reason Julian was stoning here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday. During moral class. The guys and I did a short video that was so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian who was playing the wimpy/gay convict was being interrogated by Arjun who was playing the Bad Cop role. He started screaming and swearing and throwing things at Ju.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nahrend who was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed &lt;/span&gt;to play the Good Cop role ended up playing a gay one.&lt;br /&gt;The video ended up with Julian throwing Jon and Dino to the table then proceeded to shoot Arjun and Nahrend with a broom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's Cyn's attempt of being lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwEVwGFOI/AAAAAAAABE4/lSDlf31YWq0/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwEVwGFOI/AAAAAAAABE4/lSDlf31YWq0/s400/DSC03478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423934914842465506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Thanks for everyone who asked why I didn't come to school. ♥ you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;I miss you even more boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1990181594849233722?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1990181594849233722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1990181594849233722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1990181594849233722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1990181594849233722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-put-favorite-pictures-of-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0WwDM-ZtsI/AAAAAAAABEY/96UtUyS1biA/s72-c/DSC03454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-1614450981327103752</id><published>2010-01-01T03:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:10:30.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brandon gets drunk schanny&apos;s party christmas new years eve hoopla disney'/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009. Hello 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnIicEhVI/AAAAAAAABBY/6wJg4-iZ1qw/s1600-h/_MG_9729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnIicEhVI/AAAAAAAABBY/6wJg4-iZ1qw/s400/_MG_9729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517716479411538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the greatest year of my 16 years here on this little blue planet. I thank God for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year had its ups and downs but when you think about it, it was actually brilliant. I met so many awesome people this year, got closer to ones I never knew I could, I started going to church more often, serving, people grew more matured, more awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_PlVkoI/AAAAAAAABAA/XqEk7fmA4XE/s1600-h/_MG_9704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_PlVkoI/AAAAAAAABAA/XqEk7fmA4XE/s400/_MG_9704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515357775925890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved 2009. I'm looking forward to 2010. Its gonna be awesome. Awesomer even. (: Its also the last year (as Charlene puts it) our illegality. Means our last year being illegal. 17. So we gotta enjoy that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to explain my absence. Well, the reason is quite simply put, I've been out and about. I seriously understand why people need to blog on the run. Its bloody hectic. But very very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to alot of parties and outings lately. Well, I'll start with the Christmas gathering with my family! They're a nice bunch of people. And like, they're the only family I got. Its fun when everyone gathers. And this time my relatives from Sabah we're also staying over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqgP2dYKI/AAAAAAAABDA/c0UpHZuE57Q/s1600-h/IMG_9845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqgP2dYKI/AAAAAAAABDA/c0UpHZuE57Q/s400/IMG_9845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422521422341562530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Schanny's BBQ with the Disney gang! woohooo! It was awesome btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "My house is just average. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_wguDaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WSgIzH6bj1U/s1600-h/_MG_9706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_wguDaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WSgIzH6bj1U/s400/_MG_9706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515366614928802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Biggest understatement of the year. He's house is like a real tropical chillout place. Its like a hotel lobby with a very nice chillout and lepak mood. I didnt want to go home. It was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had 3 dogs. 2 females and a male. The male one grew attached to Nahrend for reasons I do not understand. Everywhere he went. The dog followed. It was hilarious. Even when Nahrend tried to eat the dog was there. After awhile. The dog finally did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Nahrend got humped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnJg3XKDI/AAAAAAAABBw/6XZguUQ_lx0/s1600-h/_MG_9763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnJg3XKDI/AAAAAAAABBw/6XZguUQ_lx0/s400/_MG_9763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517733236877362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnJd9gHpI/AAAAAAAABBo/11OYtdi3Pz8/s1600-h/_MG_9761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnJd9gHpI/AAAAAAAABBo/11OYtdi3Pz8/s400/_MG_9761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517732457324178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other silly thing was the alchohol. We had Chivas Regal mixed with coke. This was not strong mind you. Brandon toke half a glass and he turned all red and hot. He even said it himself. Yeah, our friend got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny. He was so hyper and really really high. But it was really amusing looking at him that way. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun meeting up with the gang after weeks of not seeing them for ages. Had a great time with the great company! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqfXijtII/AAAAAAAABCo/j5nz0RMn0fs/s1600-h/IMG_9783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqfXijtII/AAAAAAAABCo/j5nz0RMn0fs/s400/IMG_9783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422521407225705602" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Cqe9HLH1I/AAAAAAAABCg/Pl5wZN0Vy30/s1600-h/IMG_9780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Cqe9HLH1I/AAAAAAAABCg/Pl5wZN0Vy30/s400/IMG_9780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422521400131526482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CohPf0g6I/AAAAAAAABCY/Wez5_7Psvkw/s1600-h/IMG_9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CohPf0g6I/AAAAAAAABCY/Wez5_7Psvkw/s400/IMG_9779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519240403223458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Cog_6EY3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/Av6F8zpsvCs/s1600-h/IMG_9778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Cog_6EY3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/Av6F8zpsvCs/s400/IMG_9778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519236218348402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CogVAmBKI/AAAAAAAABCI/EP1zh7rKjPo/s1600-h/_MG_9825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CogVAmBKI/AAAAAAAABCI/EP1zh7rKjPo/s400/_MG_9825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519224702993570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CogMNa09I/AAAAAAAABCA/WszJbqslKfs/s1600-h/_MG_9727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CogMNa09I/AAAAAAAABCA/WszJbqslKfs/s400/_MG_9727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519222340867026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_VhYGCI/AAAAAAAABAI/7iUhzMnTiWQ/s1600-h/_MG_9705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0Ck_VhYGCI/AAAAAAAABAI/7iUhzMnTiWQ/s400/_MG_9705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515359369926690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CofskVa7I/AAAAAAAABB4/PHbMd1tyKD0/s1600-h/_MG_9818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CofskVa7I/AAAAAAAABB4/PHbMd1tyKD0/s400/_MG_9818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519213847047090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmErIV3WI/AAAAAAAABBI/YlIofcF-93o/s1600-h/_MG_9726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmErIV3WI/AAAAAAAABBI/YlIofcF-93o/s400/_MG_9726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516550581476706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmEF3EWQI/AAAAAAAABBA/8MZ9IzOZZas/s1600-h/_MG_9718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmEF3EWQI/AAAAAAAABBA/8MZ9IzOZZas/s400/_MG_9718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516540576913666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDyZl34I/AAAAAAAABA4/uoGAuFHfo4k/s1600-h/_MG_9714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDyZl34I/AAAAAAAABA4/uoGAuFHfo4k/s400/_MG_9714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516535353008002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDiM2dkI/AAAAAAAABAw/yXFSLMo_sDE/s1600-h/_MG_9713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDiM2dkI/AAAAAAAABAw/yXFSLMo_sDE/s400/_MG_9713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516531004601922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDaTkIwI/AAAAAAAABAo/boEg2-pKEf0/s1600-h/_MG_9712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmDaTkIwI/AAAAAAAABAo/boEg2-pKEf0/s400/_MG_9712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516528885277442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0ClAp4JNNI/AAAAAAAABAg/1VJs1Xkf9dI/s1600-h/_MG_9711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0ClAp4JNNI/AAAAAAAABAg/1VJs1Xkf9dI/s400/_MG_9711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515382013998290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmErIV3WI/AAAAAAAABBI/YlIofcF-93o/s1600-h/_MG_9726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CmErIV3WI/AAAAAAAABBI/YlIofcF-93o/s400/_MG_9726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516550581476706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0ClAJefXBI/AAAAAAAABAY/kSrVeRhcQ6I/s1600-h/_MG_9709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0ClAJefXBI/AAAAAAAABAY/kSrVeRhcQ6I/s400/_MG_9709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515373316463634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnI06cszI/AAAAAAAABBg/3olo0akXAvg/s1600-h/_MG_9751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnI06cszI/AAAAAAAABBg/3olo0akXAvg/s400/_MG_9751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517721438663474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I love it when Brandon gets drunk. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqfvmHJsI/AAAAAAAABCw/OLKbxNTetb0/s1600-h/IMG_9786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CqfvmHJsI/AAAAAAAABCw/OLKbxNTetb0/s400/IMG_9786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422521413683062466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-1614450981327103752?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1614450981327103752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=1614450981327103752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1614450981327103752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/1614450981327103752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2009. Hello 2010.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/S0CnIicEhVI/AAAAAAAABBY/6wJg4-iZ1qw/s72-c/_MG_9729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-496802355565884302</id><published>2009-12-24T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:38:04.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMR candidates students funny'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve... in school.</title><content type='html'>Yeah. They made me go to school on Christmas Eve. Brilliant. Adding to the fact I only had 3 hours of sleep. But somehow. In a good mood. Had a good night last night. Fun talking to her. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just got home from school. Still have my running nose. Hate it. Can't sing. I was at school just now for some Persada work. Though I slacked alot. Judson was funny. He was damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semangated&lt;/span&gt;. Came with his uniform and tie. He's reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME! YOU SAID DRESS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;APPROPRIATELY&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOL'ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was saying I wished it would snow tomorrow for Christmas. Aiman and Nabil said they'll run to the mosque and see what happens. I asked why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said. "Its gonna be the end of the world *laughs*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this year, the Form 3s are more relaxed than our batch. Though once the results came out it was really really tensed. Crying and screaming people everywhere. Kinda freaked me out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the PMR students and whatever the results may be, Good or Bad, Your gonna be screwed next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Hell, kids. (: Enjoy your stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less morbid side. I just got off the phone with &lt;a href="http://bizarreyien.blogspot.com"&gt;Yi En&lt;/a&gt; for like, 2 hours. And if your reading this. Yeah, so gonna poke your legs. And your so gonna murder me. Hahahah. It was fun talking to you sis(sigh). Hahah! See you Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-496802355565884302?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/496802355565884302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=496802355565884302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/496802355565884302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/496802355565884302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-in-school.html' title='Christmas Eve... in school.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-5333686659963362106</id><published>2009-12-22T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:45:01.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfect person'/><title type='text'>A little handwritten note.</title><content type='html'>Thinking back 2 years ago. I remember sitting down tearing open my present from you. Guang Liang's Tong Hua album. With a little handwritten note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little doodles here and there and you wrote one thing that I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Its not about being with the perfect person. Its about seeing the person your with, perfectly. I think your perfect. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-5333686659963362106?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5333686659963362106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=5333686659963362106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5333686659963362106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/5333686659963362106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-handwritten-note.html' title='A little handwritten note.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3629613178819589015</id><published>2009-12-21T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:54:48.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook friends mentality'/><title type='text'>Facebook Mentality.</title><content type='html'>Facebook mentality is that once your friend with a person, your automatically friends with their friends. Okay. Thats just bollocks man. I mean yeah, you wanna make friends but instead of introducing yourself you pretend I know you and just troll my pictures. Get a fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I only add people I know/have seen before/know their first name/we went out together/your my second-uncle's-first-son's-brother-in-law. Or people that I have a common interest with, like paintballers. What I DONT do is add someone I don't know who has NOTHING in common with me and then don't talk to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fucking annoying thing is when they add you and be done with it just cause your a "friend of friend". Honestly, if you have no intention of being my friend. Just GTFO la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another annoying this is when a person says hi, just as your about to say something that person goes offline. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3629613178819589015?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3629613178819589015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3629613178819589015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3629613178819589015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3629613178819589015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook-mentality.html' title='Facebook Mentality.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-445439356871887851</id><published>2009-12-21T13:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:23:36.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties in december'/><title type='text'>Parties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy8GT__RGKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gemD8zICY6w/s1600-h/_MG_9478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy8GT__RGKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gemD8zICY6w/s400/_MG_9478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417555817414072482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much parties to attend in December. Probably not gonna attend them all though. But it should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-445439356871887851?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/445439356871887851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=445439356871887851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/445439356871887851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/445439356871887851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/parties.html' title='Parties.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy8GT__RGKI/AAAAAAAAA_w/gemD8zICY6w/s72-c/_MG_9478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-9112829671818725456</id><published>2009-12-20T18:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:57:01.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings party fun thursday nexgen movie avatar pictures ice skating camera camwhore'/><title type='text'>Updates. (Finally)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5gR0TORNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/RwljsIqZLEM/s1600-h/_MG_8924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5gR0TORNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/RwljsIqZLEM/s400/_MG_8924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417373260986598610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. My neck fucking hurts from the headbanging yesterday. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 15th December. Ice Skating @ Sunway Pyramid w/ Disney Hoopla Gang   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with the Disney gang! Though just a few all of them it was awesomeness! We went to Sunway for ice skating. And and I bought my first pair of Converses! ♥ The colour is super cute. Maybe cause I just love contrasting colours. Its Red btw. Yeah. I bought the Red pairs. There was also the pink and baby blue ones. Maybe next time?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think ice skating was really fun. The guys we're skating like pros! Hell, I was amazed. But it was really funny cause like. When the ice was wet. Funny things happened.  Like how Ju and I were following Brandon and he fell and slid on the ice. Julian remarked "We're supposed to follow you but I'm not gonna fall!"  And then there was The Fall. Yes. The Fall of the Day Award goes to Julian Carlos who lost balance and proceeded to fly into the wall only to fall on the ice shortly after. Truly Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Great day with the gang! Had a great time! Though I didn't follow them back. I made a detour just to see her and I hope shes happy! :P    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. 17th Dec. Avatar Movie Outing @ Pavilion w/ NexGen Homies!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling my friends insane is just an understatement. They're like super awesome to hang out with. We can make a small thing like fish into something to laugh about *cough*jeremy*cough*. Just give us food and we can talk for ages! Like how AAR sucks and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasar Boy&lt;/span&gt; rocks! And how Pasar Boy will throw free noodles for the crowd. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e-oAGPrI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/RRuv99cBvy0/s1600-h/_MG_8847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e-oAGPrI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/RRuv99cBvy0/s400/_MG_8847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417371831756013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_lfsr7I/AAAAAAAAA7w/kZarJ_WbH7g/s1600-h/_MG_8893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_lfsr7I/AAAAAAAAA7w/kZarJ_WbH7g/s400/_MG_8893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417371848263118770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremy's Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e-1e4LxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JjFcKG3XWb4/s1600-h/_MG_8873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e-1e4LxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JjFcKG3XWb4/s400/_MG_8873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417371835374776082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm at lost for words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKWLzE-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/OpVgNL6DcRs/s1600-h/IMG_8976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKWLzE-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/OpVgNL6DcRs/s400/IMG_8976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417387426294469602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As usual. Victor being himself. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_AP9p2I/AAAAAAAAA7o/zbEbLFRxNLA/s1600-h/_MG_8887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_AP9p2I/AAAAAAAAA7o/zbEbLFRxNLA/s400/_MG_8887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417371838265010018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uH1JXccI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/l_gTOpqZlwc/s1600-h/IMG_9097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uH1JXccI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/l_gTOpqZlwc/s400/IMG_9097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388482577789378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uHT4YYGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DfrgudRbyAk/s1600-h/IMG_9084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uHT4YYGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DfrgudRbyAk/s400/IMG_9084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388473648177250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love the lighting in this scene&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looks like a movie poster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5f0S3OzWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Q3EdYfNgcsA/s1600-h/_MG_8933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5f0S3OzWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Q3EdYfNgcsA/s400/_MG_8933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417372753794616674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our beloved CJ. I like this pic though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_zpHcOI/AAAAAAAAA74/lnnkUP6__eU/s1600-h/_MG_8899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5e_zpHcOI/AAAAAAAAA74/lnnkUP6__eU/s400/_MG_8899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417371852060717282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to watch Avatar. Which was Epic. The CGI was awesome! *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sabrina Hoong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still hasn't watch it yet* &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we came out of the cinema trying to fly. Turoks! JuYi was all hyped with the I-can-sense-your-feelings thing. Oh did I mention her hair was great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5f0KCNqxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/kEDAfixBNXY/s1600-h/_MG_8903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5f0KCNqxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/kEDAfixBNXY/s400/_MG_8903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417372751424760594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Though after lunch we did split up. Went to Sungei Wang. Then Time Square. Had milkshakes at Wendy's and chilled at Krispe Krime. And camwhored. When I say it. I mean it. I didnt even get a chance to hold my cam. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone was shy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uXWe7_gI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FIk3jnwHobw/s1600-h/IMG_9209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uXWe7_gI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FIk3jnwHobw/s400/IMG_9209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388749224672770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uIqAfgPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2BvEWY8u0e0/s1600-h/IMG_9139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uIqAfgPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2BvEWY8u0e0/s400/IMG_9139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388496767647986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5ppgovoAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/iXYefeZmfPw/s1600-h/_MG_9014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5ppgovoAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/iXYefeZmfPw/s400/_MG_9014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383563629666306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang! Bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pqLn0iiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Fr3YmyTZmv0/s1600-h/_MG_9019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pqLn0iiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Fr3YmyTZmv0/s400/_MG_9019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383575168518690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That sick, twisted look in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tLalapBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/4Bi25Mz-eck/s1600-h/IMG_9079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tLalapBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/4Bi25Mz-eck/s400/IMG_9079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417387444655531026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this picture of Arthur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uIOZzG1I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5PvzV1d1-Mk/s1600-h/IMG_9131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uIOZzG1I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5PvzV1d1-Mk/s400/IMG_9131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388489357597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tLDSzNmI/AAAAAAAAA-w/n9IUcMNOGZE/s1600-h/IMG_9074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tLDSzNmI/AAAAAAAAA-w/n9IUcMNOGZE/s400/IMG_9074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417387438403434082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uHLBYZVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/-x3iVspRILs/s1600-h/IMG_9081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5uHLBYZVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/-x3iVspRILs/s400/IMG_9081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417388471270008146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKtQtSGI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Duqlw1WWIUk/s1600-h/IMG_8982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKtQtSGI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Duqlw1WWIUk/s400/IMG_8982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417387432489076834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only you guys can do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKNamEhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/WypTNjvySfw/s1600-h/IMG_8974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5tKNamEhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/WypTNjvySfw/s400/IMG_8974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417387423940612626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5siDdTMEI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/oEYXUZmCFMQ/s1600-h/IMG_8963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5siDdTMEI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/oEYXUZmCFMQ/s400/IMG_8963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417386734072836162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sh1a75UI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zj7pNNNPp7A/s1600-h/IMG_8949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sh1a75UI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zj7pNNNPp7A/s400/IMG_8949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417386730304824642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my red Converse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5shdHsltI/AAAAAAAAA-A/cZVOKCFdh1Q/s1600-h/IMG_8940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5shdHsltI/AAAAAAAAA-A/cZVOKCFdh1Q/s400/IMG_8940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417386723781678802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes. We voted for FHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sg35gkaI/AAAAAAAAA94/laflsJg8coI/s1600-h/IMG_8863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sg35gkaI/AAAAAAAAA94/laflsJg8coI/s400/IMG_8863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417386713790058914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sgvvnkZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/8XrG8aIniok/s1600-h/_MG_9235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5sgvvnkZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/8XrG8aIniok/s400/_MG_9235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417386711601090962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love this one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rPA6EaAI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EKtabY_XA3o/s1600-h/_MG_9216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rPA6EaAI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EKtabY_XA3o/s400/_MG_9216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417385307459053570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rOXpbs-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/j7vm2gAKdbk/s1600-h/_MG_9211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rOXpbs-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/j7vm2gAKdbk/s400/_MG_9211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417385296383423458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rOCNAnzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qomOflVnquo/s1600-h/_MG_9148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rOCNAnzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qomOflVnquo/s400/_MG_9148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417385290627063602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like this one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rNlJAOTI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NejjrUD7PVc/s1600-h/_MG_9130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5rNlJAOTI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NejjrUD7PVc/s400/_MG_9130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417385282825632050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5prFbwUlI/AAAAAAAAA9A/SQlCxBx7VT4/s1600-h/_MG_9100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5prFbwUlI/AAAAAAAAA9A/SQlCxBx7VT4/s400/_MG_9100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383590687167058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pq861AQI/AAAAAAAAA84/rkAxAOqnHdI/s1600-h/_MG_9036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pq861AQI/AAAAAAAAA84/rkAxAOqnHdI/s400/_MG_9036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383588401578242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stoning as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pqZAxUnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_KhH4IE3EiQ/s1600-h/_MG_9021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5pqZAxUnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_KhH4IE3EiQ/s400/_MG_9021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417383578762826354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5gSUl0o6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7nyLHPl3DvU/s1600-h/_MG_8929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5gSUl0o6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7nyLHPl3DvU/s400/_MG_8929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417373269654545314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥ You guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-9112829671818725456?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/9112829671818725456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=9112829671818725456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/9112829671818725456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/9112829671818725456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates-finally.html' title='Updates. (Finally)'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sy5gR0TORNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/RwljsIqZLEM/s72-c/_MG_8924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-3762388550675970073</id><published>2009-12-14T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:52:58.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian Pacific Youth Alive Conference APYAC Speak to the nations'/><title type='text'>Speak to The Nations. APYAC 09'</title><content type='html'>I had a 3 day conference at Glad Tidings PJ on the 10th till the 12th. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be totally honest with you. I wasn't really looking forward for it. I had so many other plans in mind. And even on those days I wanted to just go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, somehow I just stayed on. Listened. Prayed. Worship. And I never regretted it. The Pastors put on a great conference. And Rev. Mike Pilavachi was very charismatic and comical to keep us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean. How many people can make us laugh when talking about Diet coke and Double Chocolate Cake. Not many right. And the other pastors really did make the whole APYAC an awesome experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was really touched by was how God moved in the hearts of the nations in the world. Even though they we're the minority and persecuted for their beliefs they continue to persevere. Nations like Pakistan, Cambodia, Japan and the like having the lowest percentages of Christianity still striving and continue to spread the Gospel. Its admirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more humorous note, I had loads of fun doing stupid stuff with Sanjeev, Victor, Judson, Arthur and the rest of them. Was so funny. In a stupid kinda way. All in the name of entertainment. Talking about that, David Ng can so dance weih. Impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, these 3 days we're extremely taxing but it was really really fun. Sorry about not having pictures. Didn't bring my camera along and I'm just lazy to get the pictures from facebook. Check it out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get some more rest now. I was up till 6am playing Modern Warfare 2. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your the sweetest thing to come down all the way to see me. It was really sweet of you to do that even though you didn't have to. You we're stoning. Again. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-3762388550675970073?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3762388550675970073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=3762388550675970073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3762388550675970073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/3762388550675970073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/speak-to-nations-apyac-09.html' title='Speak to The Nations. APYAC 09&apos;'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-4302686525434681246</id><published>2009-12-13T23:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T03:20:38.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dutch lady disney hoopla fun pictures event'/><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyUKqJa7fuI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mLFR_NgQerg/s1600-h/IMG_8721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyUKqJa7fuI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mLFR_NgQerg/s400/IMG_8721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414745846182543074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Its been almost a week of not hearing Playhouse Disney songs and to be honest, I might actually tune in to the channel and listen to it from there. Okay, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as everyone knows I've already stopped working. Those 2 weeks of working has awesomeness all over it. The money's not even as important as the experience you gain. The friends you make and also just the memories together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean. Theres a saying that if you enjoy working, then it isn't called work. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention how my colleagues were. Yeah. They're an awesome bunch of nutjobs to work with. And to hang out with. AND to dance with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about dancing. Yeah. We did dance. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;to dance. It was retarded. But nonetheless fun! I can't do mornings. I don't know why, but I'm SO NOT a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention about how adorable the kids were. Some kids we're really intelligent for their age. And super cute! And some of them got real talent. I remember there was this few little kids that I had a conversation with. They were afraid of Julian for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU56NaiCII/AAAAAAAAA5I/NuMxl_BTb_Y/s1600-h/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU56NaiCII/AAAAAAAAA5I/NuMxl_BTb_Y/s400/DSC03115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414797799179028610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU55Cr5EtI/AAAAAAAAA4w/wwdoXeWpxgY/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU55Cr5EtI/AAAAAAAAA4w/wwdoXeWpxgY/s400/DSC03104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414797779119182546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU54lqUsPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/9Gc441fO8s4/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU54lqUsPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/9Gc441fO8s4/s400/DSC03103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414797771327975666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this instance where the kids came in only to trip and fall and mess up my puzzles, laugh and fix it all back. Epic. And also I made a kid call Julian mamak because he reminded me of one of those ppl from BRJ( mamak next to Tbun at Wangsa Maju.) HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the last night of the job was fun cause we got to see how they tore down the entire place. It was awesome. Min En, Jon, some others and I we're basically hauling the stocks and stuff everywhere. We we're like those cavemen. Without the fur made loin clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alast all great things must come to and end. So it was time to end the job. But we we're gonna see each other the next day for paycheck day. (: woo. But before that. We proceeded to have loads of pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paycheck day was even more fun. Could you imagine what happens when you have everyone in one small little hotel room? Chaos ensures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8ZTrz-9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/vc0Aq4NSesI/s1600-h/IMG_8693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8ZTrz-9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/vc0Aq4NSesI/s400/IMG_8693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800532461321170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8ZJ31JGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/EbuE21k7dEE/s1600-h/IMG_8694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8ZJ31JGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/EbuE21k7dEE/s400/IMG_8694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800529827374178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8YyYfnlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fi0yHSry0QM/s1600-h/IMG_8685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8YyYfnlI/AAAAAAAAA5g/fi0yHSry0QM/s400/IMG_8685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800523521924690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8Yoj3JII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/_ne7ec4GJaE/s1600-h/IMG_8684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8Yoj3JII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/_ne7ec4GJaE/s400/IMG_8684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800520885249154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8YBMPWhI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/13zuanyGNDE/s1600-h/IMG_8677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8YBMPWhI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/13zuanyGNDE/s400/IMG_8677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800510317189650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU9AxuTd5I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/_Lqe8KBr1_4/s1600-h/IMG_8719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU9AxuTd5I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/_Lqe8KBr1_4/s400/IMG_8719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414801210539734930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU9AYzpZlI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Sb5xlv1hYSc/s1600-h/IMG_8720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU9AYzpZlI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Sb5xlv1hYSc/s400/IMG_8720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414801203851257426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_2bqX3I/AAAAAAAAA6I/OhM_E_t-sFw/s1600-h/IMG_8705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_2bqX3I/AAAAAAAAA6I/OhM_E_t-sFw/s400/IMG_8705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414801194623852402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_qo-q_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/QcrE2ON62Ik/s1600-h/IMG_8702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_qo-q_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/QcrE2ON62Ik/s400/IMG_8702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414801191458483186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_V1dGwI/AAAAAAAAA54/jvnjBvgu7xk/s1600-h/IMG_8697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU8_V1dGwI/AAAAAAAAA54/jvnjBvgu7xk/s400/IMG_8697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414801185873664770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU95QfEJ_I/AAAAAAAAA7A/vfGsFIr6ZZ8/s1600-h/IMG_3243EDITED.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU95QfEJ_I/AAAAAAAAA7A/vfGsFIr6ZZ8/s400/IMG_3243EDITED.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802180869990386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU95MJ8kSI/AAAAAAAAA64/1azd7C1x9aw/s1600-h/IMG_3228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU95MJ8kSI/AAAAAAAAA64/1azd7C1x9aw/s400/IMG_3228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802179707670818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU94n9dQnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MF9bzcnWaVk/s1600-h/IMG_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU94n9dQnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MF9bzcnWaVk/s400/IMG_3123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802169991610994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU94ACVIcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TjmS3u2FDyk/s1600-h/IMG_3109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU94ACVIcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TjmS3u2FDyk/s400/IMG_3109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802159274631618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU933h7VgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ZDB0ZRXFwRE/s1600-h/IMG_8714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU933h7VgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ZDB0ZRXFwRE/s400/IMG_8714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802156991239682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU-L5vHOVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/AvqwGP8PaO0/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyU-L5vHOVI/AAAAAAAAA7I/AvqwGP8PaO0/s400/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414802501180799314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ignore the last picture. Failed attempt of imitating Goofy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its not your eyes playing tricks. We ARE this crazy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the whole working experience was fun really. And even though our last day together was in a hotel lobby. We'll still keep in touch! Ahh, modern technology. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-4302686525434681246?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4302686525434681246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=4302686525434681246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4302686525434681246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/4302686525434681246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/SyUKqJa7fuI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mLFR_NgQerg/s72-c/IMG_8721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8194150102876589095</id><published>2009-12-03T01:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:50:38.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney kids fun job work crazy'/><title type='text'>Playhouse *clap clap* Disney</title><content type='html'>Being far far far away from the speakers has its benefits. I don't get blasted by Playhouse Disney songs so much now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how awesome the job is? I mean. It doesn't even feel like a job. It feels fun. But I must admit I'm kinda feeling the fatigue. But hey, I bet everyone is feeling tired. Thankfully I have a day off tomorrow to catch up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. I actually thought I gained weight after eating like a pig but instead I lost weight. I'm not 57.9kg. Which is considered healthy. I guess. Given my height *sniff* So I pampered myself.. with sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa2SwoElII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/C8c4MO_OBJE/s1600-h/DSC03078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa2SwoElII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/C8c4MO_OBJE/s400/DSC03078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410712435739104386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lets talk about work shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues. Are awesome. No, seriously. I never thought they would be so fun to be with. Its really funny la. Like how Kevin and Shanny was playing Pokemon and Kev gave that "wtf" face. It was epic. Though we did get screwed from boss la. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I bet Jon that if he managed stuffing half a Big Mac under 10 seconds I'll get him ice cream. He tried. His face was priceless! IMMD. I owe him ice cream now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when everyone was bullying Judson by hiding his scooter and stealing his flag. IMMD too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was alot more really! It was really fun! There was also the time I was in the TT mascot covering for Nahrend who was sick. Jon had 3 batteries. He said "Choose your destiny" or something dramatic like that. Hahah I failed. Chose the wrong battery. Ended up playing Twister with myself trying to keep the mascot upright. But it was bloody funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon made a good mascot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz7xIIm5I/AAAAAAAAA3g/MFzLjseStvQ/s1600-h/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz7xIIm5I/AAAAAAAAA3g/MFzLjseStvQ/s400/DSC03068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709841713339282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dinner is always fun when you have crazy ppl to hang with. Like Suki and Schanny. rofl.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8cOMJEI/AAAAAAAAA3w/_Ysz5T0nSC8/s1600-h/DSC00966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8cOMJEI/AAAAAAAAA3w/_Ysz5T0nSC8/s400/DSC00966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709853281461314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz7bLyu6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/T-0XxvGSPnA/s1600-h/DSC03064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz7bLyu6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/T-0XxvGSPnA/s400/DSC03064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709835823102882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8DP8lBI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5NhLEGq9ezE/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8DP8lBI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5NhLEGq9ezE/s400/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709846577943570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at the backroom during our breaks and sharing jawbreakers are awesome too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1RFhIlpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DbeQZAxDErc/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1RFhIlpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DbeQZAxDErc/s400/DSC03082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410711307475785362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1Q3IGqRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ucDWTIcnmLM/s1600-h/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1Q3IGqRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ucDWTIcnmLM/s400/DSC03086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410711303612705042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess working is good cause like I'm actually earning my own money to get my own stuff. My mum did give me shopping money but I feel guilty. So at least I can compensate for it. I don't wanna get all whiney and demand for money when I dont have enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS NOT EASY TO EARN MONEY OKAY. It takes alot of hardwork. And time. I will never take time for granted ever! I mean. My schedule is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.10am - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;8.25am - Leave for work&lt;br /&gt;9.00am - Work start&lt;br /&gt;11.00pm - Work finishes&lt;br /&gt;12.00am - Reach home and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost no time for anything besides that. Thank goodness my friends are there for me. And I honestly miss alot of ppl. I feel so Ex-melawatian already. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work is gonna be over this week. 2 weeks went pass so quickly. It felt so fast. It was like we just met and got to know each other but now its coming to an end. All that was done would just be another chapter of our lives. Memories that would be treasured. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that. I love the way some of the kids just smiles and laughs. I mean. The feeling when the kids smiles sincerely when you smile at them asking if they had fun. But I had my fair share of not so nice ones too. But hey! Thats all part of the job anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8-lkiKI/AAAAAAAAA34/CYWK_--Jn5c/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxaz8-lkiKI/AAAAAAAAA34/CYWK_--Jn5c/s400/DSC00961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410709862506334370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1QcvE0qI/AAAAAAAAA4A/EGHYdj9sZNI/s1600-h/DSC03090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa1QcvE0qI/AAAAAAAAA4A/EGHYdj9sZNI/s400/DSC03090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410711296528405154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8194150102876589095?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8194150102876589095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8194150102876589095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8194150102876589095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8194150102876589095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/12/playhouse-clap-clap-disney.html' title='Playhouse *clap clap* Disney'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sxa2SwoElII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/C8c4MO_OBJE/s72-c/DSC03078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-8283076633478369627</id><published>2009-11-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:02:44.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo la'/><title type='text'>Oh sigh.</title><content type='html'>I stood outside with the bright yellow street lights blinding me. Was kinda drizzling. I stared into the dark driveway that was my house. Walked in slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I open the door, I was greeted by dark lights and the only thing that was lit was a white Christmas tree. No more brothers screaming the shit outta each other. Mum watching her Chinese drama. Dad walking around in his boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt.. Emptiness. The feeling of doing things myself. Being independent. I dont want to anymore. I miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called out to my mum. She asked me what time was work tmrw. I told her and she told me that she was really tired and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but I just kinda, feel that I should appreciate what I have now. Nothing really lasts forever. I know one day, I'll be walking into a home alone. Dark and unlit. Lonely and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more home cooked meals. No more LAN gaming. No more nagging mum. No more chores to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just come home. Sleep. Wake up. Work. Come home. Sleep. Its like a never ending cycle of loneliness *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna appreciate next year more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to Only Hope*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8121265370489406142-8283076633478369627?l=justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8283076633478369627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8121265370489406142&amp;postID=8283076633478369627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8283076633478369627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8121265370489406142/posts/default/8283076633478369627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinmcmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-sigh.html' title='Oh sigh.'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08967042268345850240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8121265370489406142.post-2871934653533845593</id><published>2009-11-26T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:30:33.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney mickey mouse hoopla dutch lady 1 utama funny kids'/><title type='text'>Its been awhile.</title><content type='html'>I have the playhouse Disney theme song in my head now. No, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't talk to me (you basterds) or don't read my updates will won't know that I've been working for the Disney Hoopla event at 1 Utama. Old wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first day was extremely tiring. I mean, there was well over 300 kids! and we worked from 8 till like 12. but it was really fun! My collegue and I were in charge of the one of the game booths that involved puzzles and Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse. We're supposed to make the kids say the magic word that makes MM'sC appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is like Meeska, Musska, Mickey Mouse. Yeah. Sounds kinda weird. But its very funny when you actually say it! and I get to wear Mickey ears! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sw67AjUeqPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZS3cD76O-zc/s1600/15736_182700823701_647983701_2947367_1973473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XoMlNfn9hxc/Sw67AjUeqPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZS3cD76O-zc/s400/15736_182700823701_647983701_2947367_1973473_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408465820674074866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this involves kids that are 3 to 10. But there are parents that bring the younger ones in to! So its kinda hard to make them say the magic word. So the universal language is the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dramatic music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High 5. yeah, I'm serious! It works! talking about that, there was this really tiny 2 year old girl who could barely walk or talk. I bend down and asked her for a high 5. Guess what, She walked over and kissed my collegue and me on the cheek. IT WAS SO ADORABLE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are also the downsides that come with working here. I'm not gonna sound like some whining kid but honestly, some parents should really be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; kiasu. There was this one lady that came to me and said the word "free gift" 6 times. All asking for it. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there was this 8 year old kid. Shes so annoying. She came since the first day! She comes around everyday and annoys the living daylights outta you! Alot of people get really annoyed. I started ignoring her. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing are the parents that DO NOT understand what they dont get about barriers. Let me ask you, If you see barriers enclosing an area what does that tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your not supposed to be there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then these people just put their kids on stage and act as if the barrier isn't there! There was this guy who really pissed me to the max. Here's what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's kid was on stage so I kindly and politely told him that he's kid's not supposed to be there and he said. "Why not? You afraid the stage might break is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said with a straight face "No sir, I'm afraid its closed already so he can't be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said "Oh, Okay. You tell him that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did. And got him off. I was so pissed off weih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on this job is really where I depended on my talking skills. I'm also working for the photography and registration department so I had to transverse in many languages. Including mandarin. Which failed. Miserably. But I tried okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And taking and editing pictures is tough work when you have people constantly breathing down your necks for the pics. But I still love it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My superv
