<?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-6642818467214276189</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:14.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when there is love there is hatred</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-3130413939276952932</id><published>2011-06-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:22:36.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS LIFE?</title><content type='html'>My life like everyone Else's is filled with ups and downs. With a supposedly bright future awaiting me with wide open arms, the darkness of failure envelopes it and spat right at my face. Failure is such a disastrous word especially for someone like me whom demands success and upholds his pride when every speck of human that walked on this soil look down upon me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure doesn't only show failure, it is accompanied by the sorrow siblings that can crush even the mighty Hercules that once roamed and ruled the world, anxiety, despair, disappointment, depressed, LOSER, solemn, pain, and HATRED. Words of encouragement filled up your ears, lightened up your path, motivated you to stand to arms!!! BUT there is sometimes GOD despise so much on you, alone, you alone shall not regain any form of dignity to rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is LIFE, no fairy tale lives here, no fantasy began, bad things-shitty things happen all the time. No one succeeds forever, some never will. When words made of gold and promises of diamonds as wonderful as they sound as magnificent it may be, if you fail, its just plain ol BULLSHIT. Ladies and Gentlemen, that's ma LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, an wise lady told me, FAILURE ain't the end, I didn't doubt her until this day when ma LIFE no longer has anything beyond, I cried for believing the crap she told me. Gambling is every part of LIFE, I gambled my everything and it paid off, yea paid off badly. Miracle will never exist to those who failed but to those born with success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ask anyone to stop trying, cuz its your LIFE. As for mine whether I continue leaving in SHIT or the SHIT gives me strength to continue on...... I'll just got to keep eating bullshit........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE &amp;amp; ONLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-3130413939276952932?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/3130413939276952932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=3130413939276952932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3130413939276952932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3130413939276952932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-life.html' title='WHAT IS LIFE?'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-8491866868518959645</id><published>2010-02-08T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:37:03.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Birthday and VInce's night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-UsvQ3UjI/AAAAAAAAHv0/1gUcRbkerq8/s1600-h/DSC09349.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-UsvQ3UjI/AAAAAAAAHv0/1gUcRbkerq8/s400/DSC09349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435726771581833778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-UsEYF4VI/AAAAAAAAHvs/3WA238pIzes/s1600-h/DSC09347.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-UsEYF4VI/AAAAAAAAHvs/3WA238pIzes/s400/DSC09347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435726760069423442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-Urt5aB_I/AAAAAAAAHvk/_xMsT-oN5OY/s1600-h/birthday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-Urt5aB_I/AAAAAAAAHvk/_xMsT-oN5OY/s400/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435726754035140594" 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/6642818467214276189-8491866868518959645?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/8491866868518959645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=8491866868518959645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8491866868518959645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8491866868518959645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-birthday-and-vinces-night-out.html' title='my Birthday and VInce&apos;s night out'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/S2-UsvQ3UjI/AAAAAAAAHv0/1gUcRbkerq8/s72-c/DSC09349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-1681295767277139010</id><published>2009-05-12T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:53:38.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqEHggPcI/AAAAAAAAGdM/QYY8oYtHmyU/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqEHggPcI/AAAAAAAAGdM/QYY8oYtHmyU/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334841483820285378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqEE7xvuI/AAAAAAAAGdE/SMBCwEqeL2A/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqEE7xvuI/AAAAAAAAGdE/SMBCwEqeL2A/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334841483129372386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqD8H_mrI/AAAAAAAAGc8/n4U0rq-T_I4/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqD8H_mrI/AAAAAAAAGc8/n4U0rq-T_I4/s320/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334841480764693170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqD3CrCrI/AAAAAAAAGc0/Jc3CDOrKIJ0/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqD3CrCrI/AAAAAAAAGc0/Jc3CDOrKIJ0/s320/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334841479400196786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqDkQB2UI/AAAAAAAAGcs/9Y1JsuOWy40/s1600-h/100_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqDkQB2UI/AAAAAAAAGcs/9Y1JsuOWy40/s320/100_2008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334841474355943746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprised gift from my sis and me !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-1681295767277139010?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/1681295767277139010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=1681295767277139010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1681295767277139010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1681295767277139010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-special.html' title='Mother&apos;s day special'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SgkqEHggPcI/AAAAAAAAGdM/QYY8oYtHmyU/s72-c/DSC00048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-8634656279598446634</id><published>2009-04-09T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:19:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presentations for the past 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lE35CeHI/AAAAAAAAF14/xpRsvwrFO7g/s1600-h/photos3.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lE35CeHI/AAAAAAAAF14/xpRsvwrFO7g/s400/photos3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322662206507219058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photos with all the lecturers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEpnTjeI/AAAAAAAAF1w/oxVJf-VFL7Y/s1600-h/photos2.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEpnTjeI/AAAAAAAAF1w/oxVJf-VFL7Y/s400/photos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322662202674744802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The founders of LIKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEUv4qkI/AAAAAAAAF1o/RpVVm5SCT6w/s1600-h/photos1.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEUv4qkI/AAAAAAAAF1o/RpVVm5SCT6w/s400/photos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322662197073586754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEABGLeI/AAAAAAAAF1g/-eXU-59wCyE/s1600-h/Collages.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lEABGLeI/AAAAAAAAF1g/-eXU-59wCyE/s400/Collages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322662191508631010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karan's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lD6XNCLI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/oddyjjAbRRs/s1600-h/photos.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lD6XNCLI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/oddyjjAbRRs/s400/photos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322662189990742194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn 2 years had past and this final year is where it will all END............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-8634656279598446634?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/8634656279598446634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=8634656279598446634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8634656279598446634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8634656279598446634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/04/memoirs-of-past.html' title='Memoirs of the past'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/Sd3lE35CeHI/AAAAAAAAF14/xpRsvwrFO7g/s72-c/photos3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-3897434080758908510</id><published>2009-04-02T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:40:55.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Celebration haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SdTbNE2CDWI/AAAAAAAAF04/ur6XxRsNS7g/s1600-h/0104091.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/_sXzglhZxq7E/SdTbNE2CDWI/AAAAAAAAF04/ur6XxRsNS7g/s400/0104091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320118077516549474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was pretty late as i just received the photos haha&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated in a swimmer's house yea that choc cake written coach mike is me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the main course of the event is PAN MEE damn it was a humongous bowl for me i think almost 3 kg of noodles haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-3897434080758908510?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/3897434080758908510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=3897434080758908510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3897434080758908510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3897434080758908510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-birthday-celebration-haha.html' title='My Birthday Celebration haha'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SdTbNE2CDWI/AAAAAAAAF04/ur6XxRsNS7g/s72-c/0104091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-3791529756537901573</id><published>2009-02-10T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:02:43.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some CNY photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF63RZ635I/AAAAAAAACrI/cz-JLB8ohCA/s1600-h/100_1157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF63RZ635I/AAAAAAAACrI/cz-JLB8ohCA/s320/100_1157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153326375296914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF63C3W4mI/AAAAAAAACrA/vyPzLXJgPkM/s1600-h/100_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF63C3W4mI/AAAAAAAACrA/vyPzLXJgPkM/s320/100_1155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153322472235618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF627QmiLI/AAAAAAAACq4/R_CIVWbIbcE/s1600-h/100_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF627QmiLI/AAAAAAAACq4/R_CIVWbIbcE/s320/100_1148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153320430635186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF62huS_-I/AAAAAAAACqw/Qp8qvjj2dtU/s1600-h/100_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF62huS_-I/AAAAAAAACqw/Qp8qvjj2dtU/s320/100_1144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153313575862242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF62eoH_SI/AAAAAAAACqo/SJ8y3VhNMv4/s1600-h/100_1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF62eoH_SI/AAAAAAAACqo/SJ8y3VhNMv4/s320/100_1145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153312744668450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5q2VXCbI/AAAAAAAACqg/vsFErpqmUzg/s1600-h/100_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5q2VXCbI/AAAAAAAACqg/vsFErpqmUzg/s320/100_1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301152013438355890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5qjsbA8I/AAAAAAAACqY/ipUQvVcLrCI/s1600-h/100_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5qjsbA8I/AAAAAAAACqY/ipUQvVcLrCI/s320/100_1149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301152008434811842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5qDW4PYI/AAAAAAAACqQ/JPC8RyHRpQ8/s1600-h/100_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5qDW4PYI/AAAAAAAACqQ/JPC8RyHRpQ8/s320/100_1150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301151999754517890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5p8CRNNI/AAAAAAAACqI/OQeKpbGdlUM/s1600-h/100_1161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5p8CRNNI/AAAAAAAACqI/OQeKpbGdlUM/s320/100_1161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301151997789025490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5pg3t2PI/AAAAAAAACqA/XUDhoCx6jrk/s1600-h/100_1163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF5pg3t2PI/AAAAAAAACqA/XUDhoCx6jrk/s320/100_1163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301151990497007858" 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/6642818467214276189-3791529756537901573?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/3791529756537901573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=3791529756537901573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3791529756537901573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3791529756537901573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-cny-photos.html' title='some CNY photos'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SZF63RZ635I/AAAAAAAACrI/cz-JLB8ohCA/s72-c/100_1157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-7830092258992232003</id><published>2009-01-29T17:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:02:22.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oo my FYP</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;(i) Mok Wai Liang&lt;br /&gt;Morphological and physiological responses of Carica&lt;br /&gt;papaya(papaya) at various&lt;br /&gt;nutritional conditions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok those are the exact words I received in a mail from&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Anna, cool.&lt;br /&gt;Really thank you Dr Anna of course for choosing me as your&lt;br /&gt;disciple hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Thina karan is in the similar topic as me except&lt;br /&gt;he's doing Limau Madu, Carica Papaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-7830092258992232003?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/7830092258992232003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=7830092258992232003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7830092258992232003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7830092258992232003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/01/oo-my-fyp.html' title='Oo my FYP'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-6452806441841264905</id><published>2009-01-26T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:26:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you find yourself in love with&lt;br /&gt;someone who does not love you, be&lt;br /&gt;gentle with yourself. There is nothing&lt;br /&gt;wrong with you. Love just didn’t&lt;br /&gt;choose to rest in the other person’s&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you find someone else in love with&lt;br /&gt;you and you don’t love him/her, feel&lt;br /&gt;honored that love came and called at&lt;br /&gt;your door, but gently refuse the gift&lt;br /&gt;you cannot return, do not take&lt;br /&gt;advantage, do not cause pain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How you deal with love is how you deal&lt;br /&gt;with you, and all our hearts feel the&lt;br /&gt;same pains and joys, even if our lives&lt;br /&gt;and ways are different.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you fall in love with another, and&lt;br /&gt;he/she falls in love with you, and&lt;br /&gt;then love chooses to leave, do not try&lt;br /&gt;to reclaim it or to assess blame, let&lt;br /&gt;it go. There is a reason and there is&lt;br /&gt;a meaning. You will know in time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Remember that you don’t choose love.&lt;br /&gt;Love chooses you. All you can really&lt;br /&gt;do is accept it for all its mystery&lt;br /&gt;when it comes into your life. Feel the&lt;br /&gt;way it fills you to overflowing, then&lt;br /&gt;reach out and give it away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give it back to the person who brought&lt;br /&gt;it alive in you. Give it to others who&lt;br /&gt;deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the&lt;br /&gt;world around you in anyway you can.&lt;br /&gt;There is where many lovers go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Having been so long without love, they&lt;br /&gt;understand love only as a need. They&lt;br /&gt;see their hearts as empty places that&lt;br /&gt;will be filled by love, and they begin&lt;br /&gt;to look at love as something that&lt;br /&gt;flows to them rather than from them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The first blush of new love is filled&lt;br /&gt;to overflowing, but as their love&lt;br /&gt;cools, they revert to seeing their&lt;br /&gt;love as need. They cease to be someone&lt;br /&gt;who generates love and instead become&lt;br /&gt;someone who seeks love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They forget that the secret of love is&lt;br /&gt;that it is a gift, and that it can be&lt;br /&gt;made to grow only by giving it away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Remember this, and keep it to your&lt;br /&gt;heart. Love has its own time, its own&lt;br /&gt;seasons, and its own reason for coming&lt;br /&gt;and going. You cannot bribe it or&lt;br /&gt;coerce it, or reason it into saying.&lt;br /&gt;You can only embrace it when it&lt;br /&gt;arrives and give it away when it comes&lt;br /&gt;to you. But if it chooses to leave&lt;br /&gt;from your heart or from the heart of&lt;br /&gt;your lover, there is nothing you can&lt;br /&gt;do and there is nothing you should do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love always has been and always will&lt;br /&gt;be a mystery. Be glad that it came to&lt;br /&gt;live for a moment in your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-6452806441841264905?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/6452806441841264905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=6452806441841264905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6452806441841264905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6452806441841264905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/01/poet.html' title='A poet'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-1795576799045536346</id><published>2009-01-05T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:07:55.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with my students</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4WKbqMrI/AAAAAAAABW8/V-xLOa22YRc/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4VolMOrI/AAAAAAAABWs/_7wkaYQioZs/s320/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287639750575667890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4VoLH54I/AAAAAAAABWk/oEH5Tl96-ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4VoLH54I/AAAAAAAABWk/oEH5Tl96-ZQ/s320/DSC00473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287639750466332546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4VUtzjOI/AAAAAAAABWc/NVjvzABq_Kw/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4VUtzjOI/AAAAAAAABWc/NVjvzABq_Kw/s320/DSC00476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287639745243090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenny, Leonard, Fui Wern, Eva and Eunice, they are my swimmers and my young friends when I'm not coaching.&lt;br /&gt;We went out to Subang Parade after a swim in Lake View club, the club house I go to.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Mc D's, ate Mc flurry, walked around, then ended up in Toy's R Us shop haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time, it was stress free whenever I'm with them haha, carefree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-1795576799045536346?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/1795576799045536346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=1795576799045536346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1795576799045536346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1795576799045536346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-out-with-my-students.html' title='A day out with my students'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SWF4WKbqMrI/AAAAAAAABW8/V-xLOa22YRc/s72-c/DSC00478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-5519786320691181628</id><published>2008-11-26T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:28:05.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still SINGLE !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am and I am Happy that way.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone and yes everyone is asking me that annoying question.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i answered them with this answer, they'll say cannot get thats why consoling myself, WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being rude.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit its been like ages since I last coupled but that doesn't mean I am NOT happy with my LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am glad, lucky and by least fortunate I am still single till now.&lt;br /&gt;Why???&lt;br /&gt;Simple, I am a person of the highest demand for a girl, career comes 2nd and MY FAMILY comes 1st.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my ex was somehow disgusted on how I cared about my family. Oh, I haven't mention some girls around me(no names) said the same thing to me but hey its not like u are my kinda taste.&lt;br /&gt;Stop being so hell high all mighty, be modest and have some integrity.&lt;br /&gt;From the start I befriended girls just to enlarge my circle of friends or socialize.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have other intentions as now I don think I'll ever think of coupling except maybe a short short really short relationship, ONS, something like that may be possible.&lt;br /&gt;OK that is too personal.&lt;br /&gt;I tried explaining, I am without a stable career or a stable pay cheque, I'm not in the mood and damn girls this age are damn bloody annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Let me define it. please don be offended.&lt;br /&gt;Girls demand A, then given A she want B, given B she wants back A, ..........and so on..........&lt;br /&gt;Girls demand attention, company, love and materials, obviously, then when given says I am too fussy, annoying, irritating and best of all, she needs more private time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;A phone call or a sms will never be enough to explain my situation haha.&lt;br /&gt;So unpredictable, yet I have been searching for this annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the curiosity phase has just phased out.&lt;br /&gt;Its just back to good old bachelor life where I can do as I please, Spent on whatever I want to, and I can work by the swimming pool without getting phone calls or sms every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mentioned, waxing my beautiful car every week hahaahahahahahahahah...........&lt;br /&gt;But I do believe and of course i would love to have a long term relationship in the future.....&lt;br /&gt;Well right after I gain a stable career hehe.&lt;br /&gt;good day mates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-5519786320691181628?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/5519786320691181628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=5519786320691181628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5519786320691181628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5519786320691181628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-single.html' title='Still SINGLE !!!!!!'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-6604736896170608798</id><published>2008-11-25T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:35:50.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>I really do hate growing up.&lt;br /&gt;Ok this popped out after a string of events happened last week itself.&lt;br /&gt;People who 1st befriended me usually says my attitude is childish or immature. I would never ever doubt it cuz i am. Then after a certain time or duration they would suddenly say that "Oh, you are so mature, how did you do that?".&lt;br /&gt;Haha seriously. Thus i asked them to define being mature, they answered me a very complex answer, "Being mature is to know life itself, and being mature is doing what adults do".&lt;br /&gt;Haha i was stunned by their answer as i never thought maturity is being seen or viewed sooo CHILDISHly.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, they asked me the same question, and i answered "maturely"(hahahaha), "Being mature is simply being able to enjoy life as how u want it to be, What's the point of knowing life but not knowing how to live it ".&lt;br /&gt;So i told them a child acts adultly while an adult acts childishly, its the way of life its called growing up.&lt;br /&gt;"A smile can do wonders". It can rubbed of the most painful memory and soothe the heart, so why not smile , laugh, be happy all the time rather than frowning acting MATUREly. Just go crazy but always have a limit.&lt;br /&gt;Then they asked me how to know u are enjoying it. I answered, "Act according to the situation and try to adapt quickly", as no matter how u wanna to enjoy, in life there are rules neeeded to be followed.&lt;br /&gt;For example, a function requires formal dressing, you wear formally, be obedient but by any chance just be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying adults acting cool are not mature, they are but only in their on context don't let it influence your principles like me.&lt;br /&gt;The most painful thing is to see someone close to you, lets say a child growing up no longer acting happy go lucky, they care for everything happening around them and tends to act all grown up,(haha), slowly creating a distance or a small gap with you as I know for sure if I'm the grown up the child will not even talk happily with me anymore when she reaches her teens.(well i ain't cool enough)&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this growing up thingy but LIFE's a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-6604736896170608798?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/6604736896170608798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=6604736896170608798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6604736896170608798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6604736896170608798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/11/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-9220837893216553573</id><published>2008-11-24T09:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:52:48.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day=Bro's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoKKncKj0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E3B2I2BUumw/s1600-h/100_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoKJH8W7PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/w1hg3jF2J-8/s200/100_0082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037465657896178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDaQ6GLI/AAAAAAAAACg/uZvO199bNkA/s1600-h/100_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDaQ6GLI/AAAAAAAAACg/uZvO199bNkA/s200/100_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034068961826994" 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/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoINbLU9hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gWL5hzscopI/s1600-h/100_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoINbLU9hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gWL5hzscopI/s200/100_0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035340517176850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHERGubXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QmaxsX3Ls04/s1600-h/100_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHERGubXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QmaxsX3Ls04/s200/100_0062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034083683069298" 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/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIOR7n5eI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bxs-qIcWSEM/s1600-h/100_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIOR7n5eI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bxs-qIcWSEM/s200/100_0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035355215259106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoINrS3lyI/AAAAAAAAADY/PRmOFWddv98/s1600-h/100_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoINrS3lyI/AAAAAAAAADY/PRmOFWddv98/s200/100_0065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035344843773730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIO2ZwKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/7EOI48e5eNA/s1600-h/100_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIO2ZwKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/7EOI48e5eNA/s200/100_0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035365005306178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIMvjFy_I/AAAAAAAAADI/UPrAbYt8zJI/s1600-h/100_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoIMvjFy_I/AAAAAAAAADI/UPrAbYt8zJI/s200/100_0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035328805686258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDyWxrZI/AAAAAAAAACw/DbjxYBuvLKw/s1600-h/100_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDyWxrZI/AAAAAAAAACw/DbjxYBuvLKw/s200/100_0057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034075428892050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDg-nMeI/AAAAAAAAACo/NagXfiQovNI/s1600-h/100_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoHDg-nMeI/AAAAAAAAACo/NagXfiQovNI/s200/100_0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034070764138978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the bride's house and played the ridiculous yet hilarious games so that the groom would be granted the entry into the house.&lt;br /&gt;The photos will arrive soon as i only have thses in the church and the restaurant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-9220837893216553573?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/9220837893216553573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=9220837893216553573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/9220837893216553573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/9220837893216553573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/11/daybros-wedding.html' title='The Day=Bro&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoKKncKj0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E3B2I2BUumw/s72-c/100_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-7952061472491045514</id><published>2008-11-24T09:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:36:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before the BIG day=Bro's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoEionRBxI/AAAAAAAAACY/93kkbOoRJG4/s1600-h/100_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoEionRBxI/AAAAAAAAACY/93kkbOoRJG4/s200/100_0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031306854762258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT IS THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoEiHnbS3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/HhxdZ_6iB4U/s1600-h/100_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoEiHnbS3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/HhxdZ_6iB4U/s200/100_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031297997065074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EAT THE 'TONG YUEN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDiFQ2M5I/AAAAAAAAACA/_d_bFr2JdFk/s1600-h/100_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDiFQ2M5I/AAAAAAAAACA/_d_bFr2JdFk/s200/100_0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272030197853860754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WASSABI ATTACK IN 'TONG YUEN'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDh712kFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ttk0twjKFtw/s1600-h/100_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDh712kFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ttk0twjKFtw/s200/100_0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272030195324719186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDhdbNlzI/AAAAAAAAABw/ST8IdpFn8ho/s1600-h/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDhdbNlzI/AAAAAAAAABw/ST8IdpFn8ho/s200/100_0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272030187159918386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON BE SHY LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDhDm__DI/AAAAAAAAABo/qqWcqUexWyY/s1600-h/100_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoDhDm__DI/AAAAAAAAABo/qqWcqUexWyY/s200/100_0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272030180230036530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTxbJRgI/AAAAAAAAABg/xKumu3CFsPI/s1600-h/100_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTxbJRgI/AAAAAAAAABg/xKumu3CFsPI/s200/100_0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028852498548226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTTizZjI/AAAAAAAAABY/0ULBP8kb7Ck/s1600-h/100_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTTizZjI/AAAAAAAAABY/0ULBP8kb7Ck/s200/100_0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028844477605426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINK KOK YI DRINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTC5xjSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P_qw68NxGxg/s1600-h/100_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCTC5xjSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P_qw68NxGxg/s200/100_0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028840010550562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCSU1pZHI/AAAAAAAAABI/m8lEYFI3ytk/s1600-h/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCSU1pZHI/AAAAAAAAABI/m8lEYFI3ytk/s200/100_0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028827645207666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCQIuLB-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Kkidley21PM/s1600-h/100_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoCQIuLB-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Kkidley21PM/s200/100_0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272028790032893922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fun entertaining and surprisingly crazy. Its the night where both families have their dinner respectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-7952061472491045514?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/7952061472491045514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=7952061472491045514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7952061472491045514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7952061472491045514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-before-big-daybros.html' title='The night before the BIG day=Bro&apos;s'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SSoEionRBxI/AAAAAAAAACY/93kkbOoRJG4/s72-c/100_0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-2280165819966407462</id><published>2008-10-29T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:07:27.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A present</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask u this what will u give as a birthday gift to a 11year old girl...&lt;br /&gt;Here's the hints....&lt;br /&gt;She is celebrating her 11 years old, she is my student(swimming), very active in sports and GOD gifted talent in whatever things she does, she shines (a little bit talkative to people she is familiar to) brighter than the lots.&lt;br /&gt;What else.... ummm, she may be 11 years old but she does has a mature thinking(don get me wrong as in she is old typo), she thinks rationally and of course all kids are happy go lucky....well most.&lt;br /&gt;She is well brought up, well mannered(parents did and doing a good job), loves music and well she has a rock solid attitude where she doesn't give up that easily and would try to strive harder to achieve the goal in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... most people gave me these suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;girly stuffs(necklace.....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming accessories and attires&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stuffed toys(teddy bear...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sports shoe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fancy expensive slippers(beach slippers by billabong,....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and finally candies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;well there were more but ahh just forget those.&lt;br /&gt;Before that u might ask why on earth do i need to get her something??&lt;br /&gt;My answer is simple, she is one of those students whom i am very close to.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not but at least that's what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the present...&lt;br /&gt;Now I don know what u'll guys choose but I chose to get her a big pack of candies.&lt;br /&gt;Candies that cost me RM30+, it is reasonable to me as the candies are not easily found everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I came across a tidbits shop selling numerous candies, I was sooo excited as I do think I still have that child's crave in me, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I was in Sunway Pyramid, came out from Shogun a Japanese buffet where I celebrated my father's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;There it was like watching gems lying around begging to be consumed.&lt;br /&gt;My mom suggested I mix all of the candies available and so I did.&lt;br /&gt;About a variety of 12 different types of candies I'd mixed.&lt;br /&gt;The candies were those with similar texture of gummy bears, but just way traditional and way tasty hehe, free tasting.&lt;br /&gt;Got it, bought a transparent gift wrap, which I searched high and low in the whole P.J. as it was Deepavali all shops were practically closed.&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped it placed it in a bag and went for work the evening, the eve of her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the training to end, I am a coach there, then waited till she bathe and...........&lt;br /&gt;flew her into the swimming pool but I guess I threw her too hard haha SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;Then waited till everyone left I gave her the present, donno whether she'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, its just candies.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-2280165819966407462?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/2280165819966407462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=2280165819966407462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/2280165819966407462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/2280165819966407462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/present.html' title='A present'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-3141626109065449441</id><published>2008-10-24T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:34:19.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo coming back haha</title><content type='html'>Sitting here almost everyday thinking almost about everything in the past.&lt;br /&gt;The sweet memories and of course the bitterness of the candy memories.&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking that next year is my and our last year of university life.................., gives me heart aches haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we were all care free, enjoying, smiling and laughing at each others' jokes, actions and swearing and curing for fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up of studying seriously as I even thought of stopping since sem 2 year 1 after the disappointment in maths haha.&lt;br /&gt;I try harder each sem and yes each sem I'm getting better (well slightly).......&lt;br /&gt;But I don seem to understand how to answer the paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;memorize checked, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;understanding  checked,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;format totally clueless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;No matter how much facts I wrote, how well my facts are I don't seem to get a grip in answering the stupid paper as this is my fatal weakness in exams.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life goes on.......i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Next year will also determine whether am I suited to be with my sis in Aussie haiz damn,(she'll kill me).&lt;br /&gt;Back to uni life last year, friends were made and friendship was broken.&lt;br /&gt;Love was made..............tht doesn't sound right.............connected, it was practically flying all around in the sky as love is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Couples were born and couples broke off and some ...well couldn't happen i guess. aka tak jadi la.&lt;br /&gt;Liki group was formed and being quite popular until well i guess people grows up........Their perception is grown ups must be all that serious, almighty and 'MATURE' huh... thats childish to me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway LIKI is basically dead now netherless there are some loyal members keeping things running.&lt;br /&gt;What else.... let me see, nothing much if there are i'll write that down in the next post haha ok see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-3141626109065449441?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/3141626109065449441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=3141626109065449441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3141626109065449441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/3141626109065449441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/emo-coming-back-haha.html' title='Emo coming back haha'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-7219148041439305696</id><published>2008-10-20T00:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:02:50.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My phone's been kidnapped(mature listing)</title><content type='html'>Well my Nokia N73 was stolen from the bottom my nose, well literately.......&lt;br /&gt;OK what happened was as usual I went to work, started teaching and all.......&lt;br /&gt;I was on over time as today's class was monstrous and very very frustrating as when one bad apple comes with another rotten apple, it'll create apocalypse to the world............................&lt;br /&gt;To make things more understandable, one brat + another brat = chaos.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm good with equations...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the phone, so after that I went to get my stuffs to bathe but then I realized my bag was missing something...&lt;br /&gt;I threw everything out just to find some (please don mind me saying this)... pathetic, assed up, fucked up, son of a bitch, fucking asshole, son of a whore, brainless, idiotic buffoon, society's rubbish, GOD-DAMN son and his DAMN-GOD failed to teach him what's moral, fucker, sucked up bastard, ma ge hai, cibai, dickless shit, ................... u made me swore for the whole fucking day, u soon to be retarded or limbless or half dead, suffer in this piece of shitty world............who took my phone right from my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is it, I have NEVER cursed anyone in my entire life so deep that I really really DO HOPE when u die, u'll DIE in such a tragic accident that no one can recognize u and your entire fucking family will be dragged along with your stupid assed up death..................&lt;br /&gt;GOD must have hated u that much that u were to be cursed by me u fucking asshole.&lt;br /&gt;As I swore if I know who the fuck u are ... somehow I'll let u taste a little bit of the shitty water in 3k and see how I steal ur fucking pathetic life.............&lt;br /&gt;OK........ I'm cool, I'm relaxed everything's good but mind my words that all the curse will never be taken back by me.............&lt;br /&gt;What is lost .. yes its lost.... if I dropped it give me back if i placed it somewhere give me back but u must take it away from me, u bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the anger and frustration being lashed out here....hahahaahahahahahahahahahaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-7219148041439305696?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/7219148041439305696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=7219148041439305696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7219148041439305696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7219148041439305696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-phones-been-kidnappedmature-listing.html' title='My phone&apos;s been kidnapped(mature listing)'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-5301702565826944067</id><published>2008-10-08T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:07:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SOxcHwdPm0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/9Sjt4u4yHNc/s1600-h/earth.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SOxcHwdPm0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/9Sjt4u4yHNc/s200/earth.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254676153570925378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a long &amp;amp; yet a boring ride, I'm as free as a bird......literately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These few weeks I noticed people around me young or old, are seriously changing fast, time really flew pass me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today marked a day to be remembered where I 1st started teaching in the competitive swimming a few years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I remembered my on my 1st day, I was well unknown like an alien to the bunch of students except for a few promoted beginners whom were under me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was confused to be honest as not knowing what to do or how to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My boss told me just watch and learn or try and error haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It wasn't a pleasant feeling especially when confronting 30+ students as I'm used to teach beginners and not competitive swimmers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The unpleasant feeling soon went away as confidence started to overwhelm me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It soon became excitement and bullet-proof ego but this attitude made me even vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a basketball coach&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;before I started this.&lt;br /&gt;My temper, lets just say I adapted the RED HOT temper from coaching my basketball team haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought if I were to apply the same method into the swimming class I might as well be easy off.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was but soon I realize I'm WRONG, terribly WRONG. Basketball and swimming are 2 different sports as land and water sports are totally different.&lt;br /&gt;I at the similar time, stopped coaching basketball and left the coaching to a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I started to observe every movement and attitude of all the students.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to not just make them listen to me but to be able to capture their heart.&lt;br /&gt;When I look at them swim with their full effort, they reminded me of myself before I sustained the fatal injury on my knees and back.&lt;br /&gt;I trained day and night just trying my luck to get into the states team basketball.&lt;br /&gt;But when I was finally called up for the audition, an incident left me stranded for the rest of my life. I blamed no one for my own stupidity and clumsiness.&lt;br /&gt;I cried day after days and soon before I realize I turned into a fat flabby useless depressed boy.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I walked I felt like a thousand needles stabbing through my knees and when I tried to move a little bit vigorously I pant not from exhaustion but from the pain I suffering.&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time, so much effort, so much sweat, so much energy and so much money on my dreams, my hope, my ONE and only inspiration, it was all for nothing haha.&lt;br /&gt;I fell deep down very deep till then I felt a string rope tied around me was pulling me back to the surface. What was that strong emotional feeling?&lt;br /&gt;My depression finally ended, I no longer just sit down waiting for miracles to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I took up studies in sports injuries sucking as much knowledge about my injury as possible and come up with a cure for it. But there was no cure there is actually no cure.&lt;br /&gt;I thus learnt about acupuncture and came across a place in PJ.&lt;br /&gt;Got myself well done, may not be perfect but I'm free from a lot of pain. The pain I felt reduced dramatically and soon I'm back with sports step by step.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the question just now. The answer was the determination faces of the students, the kids motivated me with their unwillingly to back down from failure and trying harder to fulfill their desired timing, this pulled me out of the endless pit of depression.&lt;br /&gt;I owe them for this, as they changed me forever, I am now cheerful and optimistic and my life is filled with joy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;I played back basketball, may not be as agile and great as ever but at least I'm doing something i have always love to do.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt 2 very valuable experience from all this commotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In life, we all tend to learn from each another regardless of age, gender, race and even status. All we need to do is respect each another, have an open minded and willingly to share, the road ahead of us is a smooth one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failure is nothing but a lesson thought by life itself, study it, analyze it, experience it, improve it and most importantly LIVE it. Giving up will never be your vocabulary as living to the fullest is SUCCESS itself.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Buddha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p&gt;If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-5301702565826944067?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/5301702565826944067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=5301702565826944067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5301702565826944067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5301702565826944067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-from-past.html' title='Back from the past'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SOxcHwdPm0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/9Sjt4u4yHNc/s72-c/earth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-5022008328264358218</id><published>2008-10-07T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:34:13.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Mckee-Rylynn</title><content type='html'>Now this is the original version of RyLynn played by the wonder Korean kid&lt;br /&gt;Damn Coool!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsD6uEZsIsU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsD6uEZsIsU&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/JsD6uEZsIsU&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-5022008328264358218?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/5022008328264358218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=5022008328264358218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5022008328264358218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/5022008328264358218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/andy-mckee-rylynn.html' title='Andy Mckee-Rylynn'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-4245452179826790644</id><published>2008-10-07T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:33:31.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungha Jung the Wonder kid</title><content type='html'>The magical hands of this Korean kid&lt;br /&gt;amazing!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDzyWAaoBAM&amp;feature=email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDzyWAaoBAM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDzyWAaoBAM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-4245452179826790644?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/4245452179826790644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=4245452179826790644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/4245452179826790644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/4245452179826790644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/sungha-jung-wonder-kid.html' title='Sungha Jung the Wonder kid'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-8601688535786455707</id><published>2008-10-05T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:47:46.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm a thought for u busy plp=can i borrow $25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln18"&gt;The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln20"&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln22"&gt;The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln24"&gt;After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln26"&gt;Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln28"&gt;'Are you asleep, son?' He asked.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln30"&gt;'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln32"&gt;'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln34"&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln36"&gt;The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln38"&gt;The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln40"&gt;'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln42"&gt;'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln44"&gt;'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln46"&gt;have dinner with you.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family &amp;amp; friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-8601688535786455707?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/8601688535786455707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=8601688535786455707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8601688535786455707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/8601688535786455707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmmm-thought-for-u-busy-plpcan-i-borrow.html' title='hmmm a thought for u busy plp=can i borrow $25'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-1802745920692011435</id><published>2008-10-01T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:25:22.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In need to Change</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday my friend told me the results was out so after the basketball game, I rushed home at once just to find I couldn't login to that dumb assed intranet.&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm studying in UTAR.&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning, I logged in also to find myself in the same shitty problem.&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, I would like to wish happy celebrating Aidilfitri and happy holidays to everyone whom may be concerned.&lt;br /&gt;For once I'm so freaking nervous about my results as I in my heart have known that I didn't do quite well in the exam especially in meta and molecular.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever and I mean whatever I read didn't come out, yet I didn't spot any questons I read all the info in the notes given.&lt;br /&gt;I was like oh shit I flung this exam, how can I be so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;But what is done is done, all I can do now is wait and wait.&lt;br /&gt;If worst come to worst I'll resit the exam again as there's nothing I can do about this.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. anyone reading this please keep it here and don spread it everywhere k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-1802745920692011435?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/1802745920692011435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=1802745920692011435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1802745920692011435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1802745920692011435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-need-to-change.html' title='In need to Change'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-7342522925737033396</id><published>2008-09-29T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:22:56.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidayzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Finally, I can sit down here properly without any fuss.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, since the hols started loads of things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for sushi in Sakae Sushi with Chien Wen on Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a lot of salmon seriously a lot hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time, talked about the Langkawi trip she went with the gang which I missed out.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about uni stuffs and my worries on the Metabolism II exam we sat.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid I might not even make the cut, as my coursework mark is down the drains, don know whether I did badly or the marking scheme was too stern haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Then after sending her back to her condominium, Kai Chong and Sae Weng called for yum cha, it was 12 am haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went for a drink till 2 am, went back msn chat with some girlfriends then off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;That was Saturday, and on Sunday I woke up at 8 am and prepared myself before going to Chong's family open house.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to start in the afternoon but I am working in the noon hours so I went earlier to check out the house and my gracious God, it was huge, humongous, a touch of class and looks expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a house its a mansion, a palace about 5 times my house haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with them didn't know what to get for them so decided to go empty handed (yes, I was a little bit cheapskate) but what small tiny gifts will satisfy them haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went for work later and from there normal daily routine took over.&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling a bit drowsy, tired and emo haha, from the sick I got recently.&lt;br /&gt;Won't die so easily cuz my bro's wedding is coming soon so need to go on a diet haha.&lt;br /&gt;see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-7342522925737033396?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/7342522925737033396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=7342522925737033396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7342522925737033396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/7342522925737033396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/holidayzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Holidayzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-342100197560458405</id><published>2008-09-26T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:20:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>Well I'm on hols now.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Elvin Chong and I had a little meet up session at night about 8 pm to catch up on old times and update each other.&lt;br /&gt;We had earlier on, met up but due to exams and constant distractions, we postponed it till today.&lt;br /&gt;I picked him up at his house at 8.30 pm to a mamak nearby (Syed).&lt;br /&gt;As usual he puffs a stick and sip on his ice tea and then we started with our problems.&lt;br /&gt;He started 1st speaking out on his problems and concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Then I told him about my disastrous week, last week (read my last blog).&lt;br /&gt;While we share our problems we returned advise to each another.&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked till then we ended up talking about a dear friend-a long lost 'brother'.&lt;br /&gt;This friend was my primary schoolmate and Elvin's secondary schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;We are all very close especially Elvin and him.&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to a point where we could not pull this dear friend out from the evils-'temptations' and 'greed'.&lt;br /&gt;It all started when his father passed away, his father gave him everything and only the best is given and presented to him like a king waiting for the servant to serve him.&lt;br /&gt;When the mourning day came by, he was deeply saddened by his most precious lost.&lt;br /&gt;Elvin &amp;amp; Co. &amp;amp; I stayed with him in the mourning days but I was soon to regrettably unable to accompany him towards the hardship as I am facing STPM.&lt;br /&gt;Elvin told me, this dear friend of ours changed from bad to worst once his lost was completely recognized.&lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend was unarguably considerable and tolerant, facing the tide with him.&lt;br /&gt;But he soon grew bored towards his loved one.&lt;br /&gt;In the mourning month, he bought a fancy car, installed bombastic sound systems(RM4000++), build a better body(gym) and his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EGO&lt;/span&gt; grew with him.&lt;br /&gt;His ego caused him to fight and argue with his girlfriend and soon they broke off.&lt;br /&gt;He has been clubbing every night, opening bottle after bottle, drowning himself in the shit alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;He changes his girlfriend like changing his underwear every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;He failed 3 subjects of the 4 he took in college.&lt;br /&gt;He lent money from his friends but couldn't afford to pay them back.&lt;br /&gt;He spent all of his salary on fashion powerhouse goods like branded shoes costing about RM700++, a single Levi's jeans cost RM300++ and consume high class dining experiences.&lt;br /&gt;The word modesty seems to have been thrown off his vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;His spending sometime caused him to starve and unable to pay for his car loan and insurance.&lt;br /&gt;He is in a mess now, jobless, in great debt and his car towed away.&lt;br /&gt;All because of the dynamic duo-'GREED' &amp;amp; 'TEMPTATIONS'.&lt;br /&gt;There is a Chinese proverb that says "Always learn to bow before u rise".&lt;br /&gt;Always remember ,"playing with small fire is fun but it hurts and burns when the fire is uncontrollable'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-342100197560458405?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/342100197560458405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=342100197560458405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/342100197560458405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/342100197560458405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-58562674969765506</id><published>2008-09-25T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:37:10.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new interest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...I have never thought I'll actually be interested in something new.&lt;br /&gt;What is it actually??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; it is Bread Making.....&lt;br /&gt;I love too eat but not very good in cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Loves music but not talented with instruments.&lt;br /&gt;Loves traveling, loves new places, loves to explore, loves to hike, loves outdoor activities but&lt;br /&gt;NO MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; funny........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, back to the topic, bread making really captivated me, with its complexity of its simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;What is so simple that makes it so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can make bread just that whether the taste suits the taste buds or not is another question.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have not actually started on this but soon, once I get an oven and the tools I'll be ready.&lt;br /&gt;What inspired me to make this bold move since I'm not capable in doing anything, will I fail miserably?&lt;br /&gt;Well we'll know soon enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting down in the living room watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Astro&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Animax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yakitate&lt;/span&gt; Japan, yes I know its a lame inspiration to YOU but to me after watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; I was like,"Huh, like that also can bread only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt; ".&lt;br /&gt;Then, I continue chasing the episodes and realized I actually am interested in trying out.&lt;br /&gt;Watching the main character &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Azuma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kazuma&lt;/span&gt; doing the impossible, not that I wanna be that great, just that I wanna try new things even though it might be a wasted talent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After bread making or maybe during bread making I might encounter something new to try, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;I have been researching the techniques, the possible ingredients, the tools and the right stuffs that would make a perfect bread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is supporting me but still I have to get the oven for a price of RM1000++.&lt;br /&gt;Expensive, but at least my mom can do other things with it like cooking and baking.&lt;br /&gt;Baking bread and making pastries (cake, tart) is different even though both is baked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-58562674969765506?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/58562674969765506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=58562674969765506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/58562674969765506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/58562674969765506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-interest.html' title='new interest'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-1037459818333259440</id><published>2008-09-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:58:07.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>langkawi ....... sorry</title><content type='html'>Haiz.. my friends and I have been planning this trip like ever since we all met like last year haha.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be extremely enormously fun, but.... i just got to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... from the previous blog, i was down heavily with the headache which eventually became high fever and soooo on.&lt;br /&gt;I planned a plan to indirectly tell them that I'm won't be going, a got myself a scapegoat(sorry CJ).&lt;br /&gt;I sent a message to him in the early hours.&lt;br /&gt;In the message I stated that I was sick this and that but the most important is that they should carry on even without me.&lt;br /&gt;Then when all of them gathered at the bus station he told them and I sent all of them a message of apology.&lt;br /&gt;They forgave me, and well all ends well.&lt;br /&gt;Now they should be partying non-stop and drinking till they drop haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the sun, sea, sand and 'food'... wahaha you thought I was going to say girls right.&lt;br /&gt;Yea I think I'm missing that too.&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to this fever the party popper, is that how they spell it I'm now all at home and wasted thousands on my stupid head.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish them having a great time there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-1037459818333259440?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/1037459818333259440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=1037459818333259440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1037459818333259440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/1037459818333259440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/langkawi-sorry.html' title='langkawi ....... sorry'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-4652867121845987919</id><published>2008-09-22T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:51:33.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coconut-ty</title><content type='html'>Sick for 5 days it was mild dengue fever, why mild??&lt;br /&gt;Well the doc said I have a good immune system which eventually prevented the full symptoms,&lt;br /&gt;the headache was enough to torture me, the feeling of blowing a balloon till it stretches out, the same tension I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot imagine that? go try it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday my sis told me to try coconut then i said why hit my head with it? haha&lt;br /&gt;Kidding only then i realized dengue or even normal fever that causes constipation or diarrhea actually prevents water from being absorbed by the cells in the body-another term is dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;Every time people hear this word, drink 100 plus, no it has no effect in this case besides making u fat like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SNb4hIsECEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CdvoJLmsWX4/s1600-h/green_coconut_with_straw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SNb4hIsECEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CdvoJLmsWX4/s320/green_coconut_with_straw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655663898560578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut, in some native place is termed/known to be even purer than water itself.&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coconut_water&lt;&lt;&lt; check out this website. Coconut contains high levels of potassium and minerals, it has cooling effect towards our body.&lt;br /&gt;It re hydrates our body (not 100plus) by causing an influx and efflux of ions causing the absorption of water into our cells.&lt;br /&gt;While water does not contain much minerals will pass by the tract leaves the body.&lt;br /&gt;So i thank the Lord that coconut exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/roy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/roy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-4652867121845987919?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/4652867121845987919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=4652867121845987919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/4652867121845987919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/4652867121845987919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/coconut-ty.html' title='coconut-ty'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sXzglhZxq7E/SNb4hIsECEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CdvoJLmsWX4/s72-c/green_coconut_with_straw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-6759162273707953489</id><published>2008-09-18T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:44:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty day again</title><content type='html'>Damn when will this fever get out of my body,&lt;br /&gt;my head is bursting every time  i think, move and even drink.&lt;br /&gt;Can't concentrate on studies, feel so shitty (again).&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming up soon, i don wanna waste anymore time but this must happen.&lt;br /&gt;Even though its only culture and comm. but still I'm planning to get an A come on.&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, about today, woke up at 3.30 am cuz very cold, had an apple and some water and off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i'm sick ok, then 8 am woke up, mom asked me to follow her out, where?&lt;br /&gt;My elder brother had an appointment with the dentist, didn't want to go but need breakfast to consume my pills.&lt;br /&gt;Ate the most disgusting wanton but the noodles was not bad, then waited and waited and waited till my bro came out.&lt;br /&gt;He was talking while biting a cotton as he's wisdom tooth was pulled out and got one tooth filled, guess how much it cost?&lt;br /&gt;RM 50 for pulling a tooth and RM 70 for filling up a hole damn(the other tooth).&lt;br /&gt;Told him to get a wash or scrapping but the dentist said 2 days later haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in my impossible situation i managed to reach home safely, yes i may be big sized and damn healthy but when i fall sick i really do fall sick terribly.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Studied for a while, just writing notes as i couldn't memorize at all.&lt;br /&gt;2 pm finally i retreated to the clinic to see Dr. Chooi our family doctor.&lt;br /&gt;I had only two slices of bread sandwiched with kaya pandan flavour, 1st time after so long I ate kaya-filled with sugar/glucose=fattening=like i'm not fat enough.&lt;br /&gt;Ate the medicine, went to sleep again, this time I put the ice pack on my fore head and i got a brain freeze indirectly haha it was somehow painful and syok.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 3 hours later feeling a whole lot better talked with my sis through the msn(she is in aussie).&lt;br /&gt;Ate my porridge then my medicine then it's all happening again the pain in the head feeling like its about to burst.&lt;br /&gt;Studied for awhile then here typing blog as i think i'm going to my bed once again haha.&lt;br /&gt;so see ya&lt;br /&gt;and good luck to me in my finals haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-6759162273707953489?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/6759162273707953489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=6759162273707953489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6759162273707953489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/6759162273707953489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/shitty-day-again.html' title='shitty day again'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-2382234834817074968</id><published>2008-09-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:59:07.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick day</title><content type='html'>well it all started well and thought to end well haiz but&lt;br /&gt;after a quick nap actually cost me my rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;Why so???&lt;br /&gt;damn, i fell sick not that serious but because its a slight one its kinda annoying.&lt;br /&gt;morning went Subang to send my father the bottle he left in the house then&lt;br /&gt;ended up having mcD for lunch, had a foldover, fries, apple pie and coke light.&lt;br /&gt;came back home and watched the TV drama again, then took a nap and all happens......&lt;br /&gt;night went to pasar malam behind my house to buy fresh groceries and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Had the infamous pasar malam popiah, 2 units to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;at night kok yee, basketball mate called for dinner (again, yes i know).&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, to ss 3 for the steaks but ended up in 1 Utama for esquire kitchen hah..&lt;br /&gt;Well another one (kian seng) was there posing with his lap top haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ate only 2 puffs, drank chinese tea and talked loads of rubbish ahaha guys' talk.&lt;br /&gt;Phoned by elder bro to get a disc = PS 2 game, but all the shops were like 'out of stock' or we're closing walao its like they don wanna do bussiness at all(even if its only 1 disc)&lt;br /&gt;after that walked for an hour and off to 'jelutung' a mamak stall hahaha(yes i KNOW again)&lt;br /&gt;had a hot lemon drink, nothing else just talked about gym and koks amazing 2 weeks motivation haha&lt;br /&gt;Approximately, 12 am went to get a tub of ice cream, could have stayed longer but my head is spinning, for my elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm typing this load haiz&lt;br /&gt;tired need to go may tomorrow be a healthy day. huh doubting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-2382234834817074968?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/2382234834817074968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=2382234834817074968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/2382234834817074968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6642818467214276189/posts/default/2382234834817074968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick-day.html' title='sick day'/><author><name>Michael Mok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066041672975775288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtlh06kURQ/TfN72VDdEGI/AAAAAAAAHxc/jgEnPJdfzUE/s220/mm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642818467214276189.post-2063483616474839125</id><published>2008-09-17T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:38:48.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything has its 1st time</title><content type='html'>well my 1st blog even though i blogged b4&lt;br /&gt;just tht i lost my account some how haha&lt;br /&gt;well let see&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had my molecular biology exam in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;then had cendol with kai chong and sae weng,&lt;br /&gt;played basketball till 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;yes the drama series moonlight *something its a Chinese drama from the astro on demand but i watched on CD. its a good drama, very dramatic(i nearly had myocardial infarction, as it pissed me off) very emotional and teaches good morale well like being patient and not perverted haha&lt;br /&gt;oh well busted my knees while playing ball, as usual&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward for today left 1 more paper then i'm free free free&lt;br /&gt;good day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6642818467214276189-2063483616474839125?l=unclemike3k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclemike3k.blogspot.com/feeds/2063483616474839125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6642818467214276189&amp;postID=2063483616474839125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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