<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:25:42.642+08:00</updated><category term='funny'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Raindrops Keep Fallin...</title><subtitle type='html'>What is this blog about? Nothing. Yes, absolutely  nothing. Basically, it's about nothing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-7365239799790218771</id><published>2010-03-17T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:29:14.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I never thought I'd update this blog ever again. And I don't think I ever will after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say that I'm tired. And I think I might have changed without me realizing it, but for better or worse, no idea. What I can say is that I think the last few weeks have taught me a lot of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that things will be back to the way they used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-7365239799790218771?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/7365239799790218771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=7365239799790218771' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7365239799790218771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7365239799790218771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2010/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-4700778758516438311</id><published>2009-03-24T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:56:27.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog is defunct</title><content type='html'>I made a decision today. That is to let this blog 'pass away'. I'll keep this brief and precise:&lt;div&gt;-UTP line sucks, enough to kill any interest in blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Do I like to blog? The answer is perhaps yes, perhaps no, but I don't think I'm the kind who has any fixed dedication to it, and certainly not when I'm trapped in a hostel room with frequent zero connectivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I don't really blog about a lot of 'really' personal stuff. If I'm not prepared to do so, I think blogging has lost a bit of it's meaning, which means I might as well not blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the bottomline? I will never say never to blogging one day again , but as of now, this blog will cease to be active. (even if I start again I'll do it through a spanking beautiful new blog design :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-4700778758516438311?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/4700778758516438311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=4700778758516438311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/4700778758516438311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/4700778758516438311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-blog-is-defunct.html' title='This blog is defunct'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-7287931591650810421</id><published>2009-01-27T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:51:26.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops</title><content type='html'>Funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a big group of relatives came to my grandparents home in Kuala Terengganu, where i celebrate CNY every year. They come every single CNY, which makes what I'm about to write look all the more stupid. But to be fair I don't go back KT often so I don't really keep up with others' status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this girl who was older than me a few years and I noticed (vaguely) I had seen her before. She probably had come to visit during CNY for the past few years, though who she really was I had no clue. Perhaps, I thought, one of my cousins who I somehow wasn't particularly aware of. When they left, I asked my 'close' cousin, the one whom I knew much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, who was that?&lt;br /&gt;Cousin X: You really dunno?&lt;br /&gt;Me: One of auntie's daughters, isn't she? I mean, she's been here before sometimes, if I'm not mistaken...&lt;br /&gt;Cousin X: Oh my goodness!!! She's the fiancee of one of your cousins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-.-)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a consolation, I'm so glad I didn't blurt out my stupidness in front of them, since they had already left when I knew the fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-7287931591650810421?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/7287931591650810421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=7287931591650810421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7287931591650810421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7287931591650810421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/ooops.html' title='Ooops'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-3676035068093504156</id><published>2009-01-23T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:46:59.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester Update</title><content type='html'>Ok, new semester has started and this blog post is a little overdue. Ok, maybe more than a little. Thing is I don't feel the urge to blog after coming back from lectures. I hope this doesn't continue after CNY, since I'd like to at lest update it at least occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough with the crap. My first week was very interesting. First of all it was weird going back knowing I'll be back home one week later, so it kind of truly isn't the *real* beginning of the semester. But all the same, nice to see my friends after 1 month or so, though Metana doesn't feel the same without CK, haha. I have a new room in V6, Metana 01-01. I bitched a bit about my room issues before this, and I really did think I was going to move to V1. That is, until I found out that virtually all of my friends didn't want to move to V1 from Etana and decide to swap rooms with those in Metana. So off I went back to UTP one week earlier to register for my new room through the same way.  I do like my new room though it has it's pros and cons. It's near to the washing machine, which is fantastic, and I like that my room is near the front door of the block since I can dry my clothes with my new thingy (dunno what to call it, hanging rack?) by just pushing it outside. Much, much better than stinking up my room and killing the free space like last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The academic part for this week is a snooze. I don't remember me paying attention too much attention to the lectures. It's not really about the lecturers, and I can see that some of them are quite ok, but I'm just unable to be attentive because I've not shifted from my 'no studying' mode acquired in the sem break. Lectures have a way of making people tired, sad to say. No matter how the lecturers try to spice it up, make it interesting, speak loudly or even scream the end result is still the same: zzzzzz..... I want to buck this trend when I come back next week, because I don't hate listening to lectures. I truly don't. I just feel tired whenever I do. XP Maybe sleep earlier in the future? Hehe, fat chance. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of free time this week, courtesy of lack of tutorials and labs, which was a nice change, although it will only last one week. Spent most of the time either sleeping or loitering in other rooms, besides online-ing. Also spent quite a bit of time figuring out my timetable slots and also registration for tutorials. Sadly, my timetable arrangement was slightly different from what I had originally planned due to unavoidable circumstances, and now I'd say that when I come back from CNY my Mondays and Tuesdays will be a drag, with non-stop classes from morning to night. I went for an EDX interview for Thursday night, which I still can't believe since I hardly go for this kind of stuff in UTP. I like holding no posts or jobs whatsoever, but then again I don't want to be an unambitious slob forever, so I thought what the heck, might as well try it out (It's not like I'll definitely get it anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all nice week. Look forward to seeing CK, Jack and other friends who haven't been back yet plus futsal when I return from the CNY break, but yet dreading the return to busy days and crazy assignments. But for now I'll just wish everyone in advance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-3676035068093504156?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/3676035068093504156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=3676035068093504156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/3676035068093504156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/3676035068093504156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-semester-update.html' title='New Semester Update'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-591357209909630345</id><published>2009-01-12T04:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:08:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back... for one day.</title><content type='html'>It feels really weird typing this right now. I just reached V6, where it's almost empty silence and total darkness except for a few rooms with their light on. I don't know how I felt when I walked in the university, but it's almost as if I never left. The village still looks the same, in fact everything's the same, but I do feel some nostalgia seeing my old room at Etana being occupied by the new foundation students. It's almost hard to believe that just last month I was living there, playing games and studying for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Metana hallway is really eerie. Maybe's it's just the lack of people and empty rooms with doors hanging wide open. I'm probably the only one awake in this entire block now. Got to sleep now, wake up early and get the registration issues cleared up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and btw I'm typing this under an excruciatingly slow internet connection. Wonder why the connection still sucks, even when V6's half empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-591357209909630345?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/591357209909630345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=591357209909630345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/591357209909630345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/591357209909630345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-for-one-day.html' title='I&apos;m back... for one day.'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-8417459820049018613</id><published>2009-01-07T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:31:51.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it's a bad day when...</title><content type='html'>... a news hits you hard that it leaves you dazed, confused and go WTH all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is this 'news'? Well, V6 has three main blocks for the foundation students, Etana, Metana and Propana. For the next semester, the whole of Etana will have to move to V1, while the rest stay put. In other words, the male foundation students residences are being split, one group in V1 and another in V6. Well, me and a bunch of others like Leon, Han Shen and Timmy, will have to move to V1, since we're from the Etana block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that the fact that I have to move itself is making me upset, since I already expected to move. It's just the bloody circumstances under which it's happening. Realistically, this 'half-half' shift is going to create lots of problems for many people (example: do I need to trek across the campus in my stupid bicycle just to borrow some notes from a coursemate in Metana?). I'm sure the hostel management have their reasons but..... sigh. Anyway, I'm already resigned to it. What's done is done. No point complaining about it further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-8417459820049018613?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/8417459820049018613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=8417459820049018613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8417459820049018613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8417459820049018613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-its-bad-day-when.html' title='You know it&apos;s a bad day when...'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-8622848737088261202</id><published>2009-01-03T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:24:30.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: The  Year That Was</title><content type='html'>2008 was a weird year. Not in a bad sense, definitely. But it really felt like I lived in two different dimensions this year, unlike earlier. I guess it's to be expected, since this was my first school-free year. I don't really remember the first seven years of my life, only from 8 onwards did I even vaguely 'felt' the years itself. Especially the years when I move, which are always a bit more nostalgic (Trivia 1: For those of you who may not know, I've moved several times, and stayed in 4 different towns). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think what made my 2008 experience so unique and different was the fact that it honestly felt like 2 mini years compressed into one. What I went through in the first half of 2008 felt like 2008 PART 1, while my life in university felt like 2008 PART 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 1:&lt;br /&gt;I came into 2008 feeling ultra un-jubilant, since the euphoria of SPM being over had weared off, and I was so caught up with a lot of mundane stuff related to me moving to Melaka (Trivia 2: I moved on the 27th of December, 2007 from Muar to Melaka), not to mention the fact that I was moving to a new place where I could count the number of friends I knew with one hand (ok, maybe two, but you get my point). A series of very, very unspectacular events followed, like my driving lessons which were... the less said the better. The first time I drove on the road was not exactly *cough* a fond moment. I also got (more like given) a part time job which... also the less said the better. Let's just say it involves lots of kids :S . And not forgetting those troublesome form-filling and scholarship enquiry sessions, plus a few interviews I went to which I thought I had absolutely no hope of getting, including one in a pretty deserted area one hour from Ipoh. I mostly just took some naps and watched movies/TV shows in between, not putting much though into what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2:&lt;br /&gt;Then one day in May, I got a, erm, confirmation that I was selected for a certain convertible loan scheme in that deserted place in Perak I told you about earlier. Suddenly there was a sense of direction, and for the first time in months I actually could look forward to something. Of course, there were some tidbits on the way to 12th July, like failing my driving test, getting my driver's license on another attempt, losing one of my teeth, etc, but 12th July came indeed and was officially day 1 of 2008 Part 2. What happened after that date was nothing less than life changing, and infinitely memorable. The rest, as people often say, is history. It was a period of firsts:  First time washing plates and spoons in a toilet (you get the picture :D), first time accidentally falling asleep on more than at least 5 other people's rooms in a week, first time waking up beyond 2pm, first time going on a trip with 19 others, and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I left out a little part of the year, which was the period between the end of the semester and 31st December, but I honestly felt like the year ended with my semester. Not for any particular reason, but I just feel that way. And I suspect the new year feeling will only came when I return to campus. Which technically makes this semester break the... I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in keeping with the calendar year, I'll say adios 2008, and bring on 2009! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Wow, long post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-8622848737088261202?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/8622848737088261202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=8622848737088261202' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8622848737088261202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8622848737088261202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-year-that-was.html' title='2008: The  Year That Was'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-8855869658135151998</id><published>2009-01-01T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:33:09.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year resolution</title><content type='html'>I hereby declare that my New Year resolution this year is to........ not have any New Year resolutions. No hopes, no aspirations, no nothing. At least then I can say to others at the end of the year: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hey, I didn't fail any New Year resolutions this year, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-8855869658135151998?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/8855869658135151998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=8855869658135151998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8855869658135151998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8855869658135151998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year resolution'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-1314407052511495806</id><published>2008-12-23T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:46:50.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGO:  Aims, Goals, Objectives for Holidays</title><content type='html'>This holidays has been pretty uneventful for me. I wouldn't call it boring, but not exactly exciting either. It has it's moments of ups and downs, mostly here and there. Yes, I'd call this a 'here and there' holiday. My holiday log so far is like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 7: 1st day back, sleeping for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;December 8-9: Various activities with friends in Melaka (Kong, Wei Di, Edmund and co) such as heritage sightseeing and the zoo (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;December 10: Went to my old school in Muar for like the first time in 9 months with Kong and Chai Shing, plus a reunion with some school friends, pity that some couldn't make it...&lt;br /&gt;December 11: Sleep/Internet&lt;br /&gt;December 12: Jusco? Just walking around,nothing much to do. Gosh I hate shopping malls.&lt;br /&gt;December 13-14: Zzzzz....../Internet&lt;br /&gt;December 15-18: Church youth camp in Mersing. Didn't go with much enthusiasm, but had a great time in the end. Got to meet lots of new friends too.&lt;br /&gt;December 19-22: Finished How I Met You Mother season 2, and started season 3.&lt;br /&gt;December 23-end of semester: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so now, from this day onwards, I don't have any immediate agenda until the end of my semester. Christmas? Nah, never celebrated it, and Mahkota's decorations suck anyway. So I made this admittedly short list to make sure that somehow I'll keep my holidays occupied daily which consists of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Practice, practice, and practice for driving. As you may or may not know, I've hardly driven since I got my license long before I left for UTP. Got to make myself a pro (or at least a non-dangerous one) before I go back to university. To date my limit is only around town. Expanding my horizons is still a bit tough, especially around the highway, where there is no mercy on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GUITAR!!! Yes, learning it on the internet. Remember the sleeping, zzz... parts above? Well, I didn't exactly sleep the whole day (like that's possible, lol). I've been taking some online guitar lessons, and it's been helpful. Not that smooth, but nevertheless I'm progressing decently. Currently referring to my father's guitar guidebooks, and trying to practice switching the major chords quickly when playing. Might take a while before my guitar playing stops sounding weird though, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Facebooking (I got an account only about a few days ago). Loving it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Organize, and then TRY (key word: try) to finish as many movies/shows as possible in my gargantuan media library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how much can I actually accomplish? A whole lot, I hope. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-1314407052511495806?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/1314407052511495806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=1314407052511495806' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/1314407052511495806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/1314407052511495806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/12/ago-aims-goals-objectives-for-holidays.html' title='AGO:  Aims, Goals, Objectives for Holidays'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-8145275097691857740</id><published>2008-12-13T22:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:47:12.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Terabyte</title><content type='html'>So I went to PC Fair last week looking for an external hard disk, because I really, really, needed one. REALLY. Sniffing out deals at every booth at the PC Fair's not exactly my 'favourite', since I just can't stand walking around a damn huge number of people, trying to squeeze their way through to the next booth. In fact, my past trips to the PC Fair have not been very pleasant. The one I went to in Ipoh (the one at the stadium) was bad. No freakin space to move around that day. Today's one at Melaka was not much better, though probably not as bad as in Ipoh. (note: this was my first PC Fair experience in Melaka) I just wished the fair was in a larger, less congested space. The amount of carbon dioxide being released was suffocating like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough complaining. So, what I wanted was simple enough: more storage for the tons of media I have. So I looked. And bought a 1000GB external hard disk. And I think this would probably sound a bit extreme, but i might have bought a bigger sized one if it was available. I'm not a big spender (honestly!) but I probably would have. Burned holes in my pocket with this, but for the sake of my expanding media, well, I guess it's money efficiently spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a snapshot of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUywO2VQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i7o7VkCtchk/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUywO2VQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i7o7VkCtchk/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281790232148109346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-8145275097691857740?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/8145275097691857740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=8145275097691857740' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8145275097691857740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8145275097691857740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-terabyte.html' title='1 Terabyte'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUywO2VQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i7o7VkCtchk/s72-c/DSC00873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-7788612343291878785</id><published>2008-12-12T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:37:25.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Pangkor</title><content type='html'>Ok, don't flame me, but lazy to write (pictures speak louder than words, lol), so I leave you with some memories (technically: pictures) from the great Pangkor trip with my 19 friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE_HB8VdI/AAAAAAAAABw/dSTZJolC5bQ/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE_HB8VdI/AAAAAAAAABw/dSTZJolC5bQ/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927932985464274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE-bO-iqI/AAAAAAAAABo/-xDLbetf9ug/s1600-h/100_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE-bO-iqI/AAAAAAAAABo/-xDLbetf9ug/s320/100_0153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927921228974754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE-JmGkTI/AAAAAAAAABg/1mWBoweIh7M/s1600-h/IMG_3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE-JmGkTI/AAAAAAAAABg/1mWBoweIh7M/s320/IMG_3669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927916494131506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE9ies23I/AAAAAAAAABY/IumFz_nF98M/s1600-h/IMG_3664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE9ies23I/AAAAAAAAABY/IumFz_nF98M/s320/IMG_3664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927905994103666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE9AaWuFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t6CMXZsd7Ro/s1600-h/IMG_3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE9AaWuFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t6CMXZsd7Ro/s320/IMG_3672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278927896849070162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-7788612343291878785?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/7788612343291878785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=7788612343291878785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7788612343291878785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/7788612343291878785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/12/pangkor.html' title='Pangkor'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SUKE_HB8VdI/AAAAAAAAABw/dSTZJolC5bQ/s72-c/IMG_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-5652389774918860029</id><published>2008-12-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:32:06.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving UTP</title><content type='html'>Well, this post comes late, since I officially left UTP on Friday. I actually went to Ipoh with Kong, Chai Shing and Leon on Friday morning to send Leon to the bus station. He was nearly late, but thanks to the skilled driver (LOL) we reached there in time. We later had breakfast near a Coffee House or something before meting up with Ming Xian at Jusco for arcade gaming and Counter Strike. We then went to Ipoh Parade, fetching Chee King, CK and Ah Wan and having luch on the way. Nothing much in Ipoh Parade really. We went to the bowling centre but the lanes were full, and ended up walking a bit aimlessly. I have to say I won't have much motivation going to shopping malls in Ipoh unless it's for stuff like bowling or movies. Well, what can I say? Kinesthetic, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I took a bus back to Ipoh at about 5 with Chai Shing as I knew my parents were reaching about 6 while my roommate needed to pack. After having dinner, I went back and loaded my things on the car with my roommate's help. Predictably, in the process, I got some scolding about how messy my room was, which was totally deserved. Those who've seen my room in it's worst state shall testify. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day in UTP was a bit of a haze. I woke up knowing I had to go to Ipoh early, and was busy preparing keys and forms for the village manager. Then I went to Ipoh just lazing around. I actually only knew my parents were coming to UTP in the evening while I was in Jusco. When I took the largely empty bus back to UTP, it really hit me that it was the last day of my first semester in university. I don't normally tend to show strong or emotional feelings about anything, but walking around an almost empty V6, locking my piece of junk (translation: worn out bicycle) near the lake, was quite a sad experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not like I wasn't going to meet my friends again, and the semester breaks really only about one and a half months, which for me isn't that long a period. But it was probably the overwhelming sense of sentimentality over the memories that I knew I was leaving behind at V6 (since, let's face it, 2nd sem students end up moving villages). New memories will always be created, I'm sure, but the ones in V6 will always be a bit special. Yes, it was out-of-place and inconvenient, and the cafe's not world class either (understatement of the year), but I will probably look back at it with the fondest feelings possible. The chatting, playing games (mostly CS, since I'm a DOTA noob, lol), watching movies, crazy/happy shouting, and joined-table meals we had in V6 cafe... Golden stuff. I'll also remember the last two rooms near the toilet in Etana (forgot the number, but most of you will know whose rooms are those), M01-05, M01-06, M01-02, and not forgetting, of course, E01-03.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's in store for me in the holidays? Kong's coming, so maybe a trip to A'Famosa with him and Melaka UTPians. Well, driving, I suppose, need to brush up on that since I only got my license just before I left for UTP... Movies... Catching up with schoolmates... We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-5652389774918860029?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/5652389774918860029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=5652389774918860029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5652389774918860029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5652389774918860029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/12/leaving-utp.html' title='Leaving UTP'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-2644929924311148544</id><published>2008-12-01T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:53:41.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I OFFICIALLY HATE ICIS NOW! DAMN FREAKING STUPID BORING REPETITIVE PIECE OF  GARBAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger? It's more of frustration really. You see, the engineering guys finished their examinations today, while I'm stuck in my room tonight, in an eeriely silent dorm, studying the crap out of my ICIS. I don't know why it's never ending. So much crap to read, memorize, re-read, and in the end I cannot remember a damn line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of missing out on the fun and the 'post examination euphoria' my friends are having in Ipoh while I'm studying for another paper bothers me, to be honest, but with ICIS looming, what can I do? But they do deserve this time out, since they've perhaps been many times over more stressed than me throughout the semester. Maybe it's payback time for the Technology guys like me who had it relatively easier this year, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bored or not, I have many notes left to go through. Here's hoping I don't flunk my exam tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-2644929924311148544?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/2644929924311148544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=2644929924311148544' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/2644929924311148544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/2644929924311148544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/12/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-5186581100058759674</id><published>2008-11-24T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:11:58.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I forgot about my blog!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes. Ashamed to admit it. I created a blog, and forgot I even had one. Explains the lack of updating, eh? Didn't expect this to happen, since I was so pumped to have my own blog and envisioned writing tons and tons of posts every week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how I remembered:&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Bro, what's the website of your blog already?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Blinks for a while' 'Does a bit of staring' 'Gives the website'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went sh$t! I haven't updated my blog in one and a half months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how am I going to compensate to my faithful blog readers (of which I suspect the number might be zero, since hardly anyone knows i have a blog, wakakaka)? Not now, I'm afraid. Final exam is here, and I really don't think I'll be able to churn out posts over the next week. I've barely finished studying for Moral, and I honestly have hardly touched the likes of ICIS and Business yet. But I will be more active after the exams, I'm sure (perhaps?!?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-5186581100058759674?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/5186581100058759674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=5186581100058759674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5186581100058759674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5186581100058759674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-forgot-about-my-blog.html' title='I forgot about my blog!!!'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-4920225382857599676</id><published>2008-10-10T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:25:21.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>Drama Script...&lt;br /&gt;Maths Portfolio...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Skills Assignment...&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes...&lt;br /&gt;Business Assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-4920225382857599676?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/4920225382857599676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=4920225382857599676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/4920225382857599676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/4920225382857599676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-850850765223226800</id><published>2008-10-06T01:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T02:03:54.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>No, no, I'm not an insomniac, but possibly close to one. Anyway, it's been a trend lately for me to sleep really, and I mean REALLY late. Too much late gaming/movies, I guess. Craziest was on Thursday morning, with a movie marathon from 12.30 to 5 something. One sucked (Speed Racer), one was brilliant (Fight Club). Still don't know if I'll sleep early (the fact that I consider 2.00 as early is frightening, but that's the state I'm in).  I'm hoping to buck it, but somehow it's become a habit already. Well, I'll try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-850850765223226800?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/850850765223226800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=850850765223226800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/850850765223226800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/850850765223226800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/10/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-5932830631489993838</id><published>2008-10-03T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:45:00.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Laughter is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>My father told me about this video, and it's pretty damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JmP6PpWNwOE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JmP6PpWNwOE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U73ZJHHtrBw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U73ZJHHtrBw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless, isn't it? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-5932830631489993838?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/5932830631489993838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=5932830631489993838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5932830631489993838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/5932830631489993838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/10/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter is the best medicine'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-8605467355517882358</id><published>2008-10-03T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:44:17.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes. The so-called thief of time, though I think a simpler term would be laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came into this holidays expecting to do three things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Meet up with my school friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Catch up on the lots of TV shows I've missed in UTP.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish the tons and tons of university work/assignments I've accumulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which one I've accomplished? No.1 most definitely (and it was really nice seeing my friends again, as I kinda lost touch with them). No.2, well that's an ongoing process. How about No.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIL! ZERO! ZILCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who guessed any different should be shot it the head (well, not really...should they? It's such an obvious choice honestly). My extreme laziness has engulfed and consumed my body like a virus that prohibits me me from doing anything productive. Worst thing is I'm fully aware and 'gasp'...LOVING IT!!! Well that might be normal, but it does not keep me from wondering how I'll continue in this state. Maybe I'll be inspired to do something after this post. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure though. I'll most definitely be staying in UTP for the study week near the semester end. I can't do anything at home, other than saturate myself with entertainment and indulgence. Imagining myself in this state just before the final exam, a CGPA of below 2.5 might just be a reality. At least there are less "cough" distractions "cough" in UTP. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-8605467355517882358?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/8605467355517882358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=8605467355517882358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8605467355517882358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/8605467355517882358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/10/procrastination_03.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578542563091085118.post-2916249957980794952</id><published>2008-09-30T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:25:27.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A Blog Is Born</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck in  my room, it's raining outside, and I'm trying to complete an excruciatingly boring assignment to no avail. So, what do I do under these circumstances? I create a blog. Yes, without any rhyme or reason, I just do so. Truth be told, I've always considered setting up one, but never did. I don't know why, and I don't think I'll think too hard about it. What matters is now. And what does this actually mean? I don't really know. I'm not sure what I'll even write about here (though rest assured, there'll be some fiery complaints/idiotic thoughts sooner or later, lol). I guess this marks the genesis of my cyberspace rantings in the future. Until then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578542563091085118-2916249957980794952?l=echelon90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/feeds/2916249957980794952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578542563091085118&amp;postID=2916249957980794952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/2916249957980794952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578542563091085118/posts/default/2916249957980794952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echelon90.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-is-born.html' title='A Blog Is Born'/><author><name>yCy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06480265549610139424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HMdQimq-I94/SVCm3CnPaBI/AAAAAAAAACA/dZkX1ttWRrc/S220/mypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
