<?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-8612242555762564870</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:20:21.682-07:00</updated><category term='Sports'/><category term='Newbie'/><title type='text'>Pieces of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-1400669334476772042</id><published>2010-02-27T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T06:30:26.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Dickson</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from port dickson yesterday, the camp was enjoyable and fun at the same time. I get to know quite a number of people and manage to make some friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition camp that was held there basically helped us to get a grasp on what university life would be, especially when u're taking a stressful course like MBBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of the juniors or friends who are interested bout monash's curriculum, i would just briefly explain the difference between the curriculum in monash compared to some other unis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite shocking at first to know how the curriculum works, since it's quite different from the traditional curriculum implemented by most of the medicine universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monash actually use a system called the integrated curriculum, in which we learn things through themes for that particular semester. For example , during sem 1. we have 4 themes, such as clinical skills, health promotion and etc etc. The MAJOR difference between integrated curriculum monash's using and other traditional curriculum is that we dont separate our curriculum like anatomy, physiology, histology, pathology etc etc, we learn all those together. The aim is to enable the students to be able to link the things we learnt effectively. Literally saying, all of these are actually integrated in one theme or so. That is why we only have 1 final paper in sem 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hits us quite suddenly because most students were unaware bout the integrated curriculum matter. Some of the mbbs students actually wanted to quit the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another difference is that we actually get to see real patient in our 1st year, which is quite cool as most unis only allow the students to do so in the 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most unis expose PBL ( problem based learning) to the students during the 3rd year as well. However, monash actually give quite an early exposure to 1st year med students for pbl. It's called PCL ( patient care learning) , i think this is good because the students can actually get a good grasp bout pbl when it comes to 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i get know in more details bout my course during the camp. Besides all these, i had some fun as well during the activites that were held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several outdoor games, though it was bloody hot at port dickson, nevertheless it was quite enjoyable. I was in group G and we managed to get the 1st place for our presentation ( show on stage). We actually did our own version of "so u think u can dance". Kinda cool rite, XD. syok sendiri. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the groupmates have to dance on the stage when called upon ( which is rather embarassing). We get to be very creative since we have lots of style like medic style, octopus style, chinese opera style and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum things up, the camp actually served its purpose to get us prepared for our university life. So far so good la i guess, though the camp didnt really have the objective to get us stress up, but the way the lecturers keep mentioning bout competency and all is actually kinda stressful. But i think the main reason is that quite a number of students actually take down notes during talks and speeches at the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-1400669334476772042?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/1400669334476772042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=1400669334476772042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1400669334476772042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1400669334476772042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2010/02/port-dickson.html' title='Port Dickson'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-1399489809835562148</id><published>2010-02-21T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:28:18.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life So Far</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you who read my blogs would know i'm already doing medic in monash now. I moved in to a condo called lagoonview two days ago. I'm still pretty unfamiliar bout this place, i'm sure i know better once i get to explore more of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isnt really much difference (i mean the experience) coming out to study compared to the one i had when i was doing my A level in taylors. The major difference is that this time i dont have anyone / any friends from my hometown to come with me. I started out alone. During A level, i had alvin and andy . We bought groceries together, have meals together, exercise and all, at least it's not too boring and u have someone to talk to at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good thing is that i managed to know some of my housemates here in my unit. After some brief introductions and having lunch and dinner together, i believe i have formed somewhat of a housemate bond with them already. They're pretty nice people, one korean and on myanmar who are still doing ur foundations . I have two chineses from china who are living at the same unit as well, but i heard they;re pretty hostile, i dont know anyway since i nvr get the chance to talk to them as they always lock themselves in their room. Well. we'll see how it goes. There are two more girls from sibu who are still having their holidays at their hometown ( chinese new year), so i havent got the chance to meet them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the orientation today. It was erm... pretty infomatic( is there such a word). It's more bout letting u to know more bout the university. It's a pretty small university , i think i'll get to know all about it in like a week? may be. One thing i know bout this university is that it is pretty diversed. There are people from africas, australias, korea, singapore, thailand and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was having my lunch alone at the foyer in the university just now, there were 2 friendly singaporeans who sat beside me. They greeted me so i greet back, then we hit it off somehow, talking bout malaysia and singapore, courses and accomodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got really funny when the indian dude from singapore told me he thinks the girl sitting a table away from us is pretty hot and he wanted to hit on her. But, he was pretty daunted by the fact that the girl has a whole gang of girlfrens sitting with her so he basically chickened off. Then they started trash talking bout how many girlfrens they had and all , wtf. They asked me bout it, i said i keep it confidential ;). ( not gonna feed u all any infos )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going pretty smooth so far, i kinda like how things are working here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i'll be spending three days at port dickson for my orientation camp from wed to friday. Only medicine and healthcare related courses are allowed to go. GEEE, freaking marfarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-1399489809835562148?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/1399489809835562148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=1399489809835562148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1399489809835562148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1399489809835562148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-so-far.html' title='Life So Far'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-3334478529492009708</id><published>2010-02-20T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:46:32.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quite a shock</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting thing happened today o.O. For once, i thought i had a problem and i was so scared that i could hear my own heart beating quite rapidly. =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i went out to buy some stuffs today, i was alone in the room. Then i heard a faint static sound , like the one u hear when u turn on a radio to a frequency that has no channel. Well, i thought it was from my other housemates i didnt really bother it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours later, i was having my lunch. I heard that static sound again. "Coincidence?"i thought. Apparently not, i walked to some other places so to see whether or not i can find the source. The funny thing is.... the volume of the static sound didnt change at all although i walked to several places in the restaurant. (i.e toilet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i came to a conclusion that the sound came from my brain O.O. IMAGINE THAT. I'm hearin stuffs. It could be a tumour pressing my cochlear nerve( ear nerve) and i'm like a ticking timebomb and i might die anytime. T.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, i recevied a sms from a friend. Though not really obliged to read the sms, i read it anyway coz i thought i might be my last text T.T .When i took out my phone, the static sound burst out as if it was confined all the while. I was thinking that time, IS THIS THE END??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i saw the radio icon on my screen was turned on. =.=" .................. Got scared for nothing, in the end it was just me who accidentally pressed the play button on the handphone and triggered the radio mode. That explains the static sound i heard all day =.=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what u get when u buy a phone with built-in antenna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-3334478529492009708?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/3334478529492009708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=3334478529492009708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/3334478529492009708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/3334478529492009708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2010/02/quite-shock.html' title='quite a shock'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-5098614260927901642</id><published>2009-12-13T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:55:29.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 2 weeks since i stopped working in my former school. YEA, i was freaking fired. They have to let me go since i'm going to further my study next year, bla bla bla. So the sit-at-home-while-i'm-still-getting-my-pay plan had been flushed down the drain just like that. *flush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i believe i have learnt a lot in these past 4 months. It's a different paradigm when u're actually standing in front of the class showing authority to the students. I can tell you it aint easy to be a teacher. I cant deny that it's rather amusing sometimes to be the boss. U can do things like, "clean the blackboard for me or i'll deduct ur marks", just to avoid getting choked up by the stupid chalks(powder). When u left something in the office, u can order students to get for u as well. When u drop sth, u can ask the students to pick it up for u. The last one was exaggerated, but u nvr know =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, back to the topic. Let me see... i have learnt that giving a good 1st impression is extremely important in conducting a class. From my expereince, i personally think that there are actually 2 cases. 1st case is when u enter a good and well-behaved class ( top class). That, u just have to be mr goody-goody. Be nice to the students, smile at them, joke sometimes in the middle of the class and also tease one of the students to get others to laugh (this nvr fails). I found students appreciate nice teachers, well, if they dont take advantage of that. Most of the good classes respect that, and u'll be one of the fav as well XP. U just need to be the good guy. This is not exclusive however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd case, when u enter a class filled with rotten students. Yes, they dont respect you, they shout at you, clench their fist in your face, ignore your teachings, glare at you and so forth. From my experience, being mr goody-goody is just going to exarcebate the situation. They take advantage of the fact that u're being nice, they think u're too nice to take any actions on their misbehaviours and violations on class rules. Therefore, u just have to be stern and strict. No exception, no leniency. U need to plant the seed of fear in them, show your authority to them. Oh oh oh, when the class is freaking noisy, shouting at them might work but not for long. Just pick a random student in class, demerit him in front of the class, scold him in a stern way but do not ever snap. The class would turn quiet in an instant, works wonder =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u enter a class which is like stuck in the middle of both cases, then just be flexible, be stern and nice during the right time. Oh, i learnt not to humiliate a student no matter how bad he/she gets, it might get pretty ugly, such as sobbing, throwing stuffs, foul words and the worst i heard is the teacher being slapped. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being in the classroom, it's quite important to set up a good social circle in the office as well, with other teachers. I'm quite lucky to be-friend with my beloved GSTTs colleagues XD. They are considered the youngest in the office already, by that i mean 24-26. -____- . Yea, i'm the only freaking 19 years old, ughh.. Oh, u need to know some friends who can watch your back in the office, reminding you bout sudden change of class schedule, sit-in planners, meetings and so forth. And also a gang of friends to accompany you if you want to have breakfast =X ( out of the school compound =X).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blessing for me to know these sporting colleagues, willing to entertain the ever random outings =.=". And also to enlighten me some of the camwhoring skills, hohohoho, still amateur though ( i'm glad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought i might regret not doing medic in imu, so that i wont waste about 8 months stayind idle in miri. I glad i made the right choice =), the past 4 months teaching experience i had definitely help me in gaining a different perspective and paradigm, nevertheless help me in becoming more mature and responsible ( i hope XD ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures to share, =) : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUM0IklU_I/AAAAAAAAADA/4Kh-iEVRtpY/s1600-h/16141_1166184591869_1145527893_427363_1097501_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414748216776545266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUM0IklU_I/AAAAAAAAADA/4Kh-iEVRtpY/s320/16141_1166184591869_1145527893_427363_1097501_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;steamboat =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747050158817650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULwOlPgXI/AAAAAAAAACw/67A3HM98OrM/s320/16141_1166184671871_1145527893_427364_7414999_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fooling around @.@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUMzxlIwRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BlDN69FKeB0/s1600-h/12943_179109883308_643483308_2937874_3282135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414748210604851474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUMzxlIwRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BlDN69FKeB0/s320/12943_179109883308_643483308_2937874_3282135_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;playing with da photostat machine XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULv9wl2sI/AAAAAAAAACo/J1dQdaIOZ6o/s1600-h/10832_225091583857_724073857_4389658_1372411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747045643016898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULv9wl2sI/AAAAAAAAACo/J1dQdaIOZ6o/s320/10832_225091583857_724073857_4389658_1372411_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; monopoly session o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULvobiZ_I/AAAAAAAAACg/amQZR6-3QD4/s1600-h/12937_166022413308_643483308_2836086_5507675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747039917565938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULvobiZ_I/AAAAAAAAACg/amQZR6-3QD4/s320/12937_166022413308_643483308_2836086_5507675_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my 19th bthday celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULvZai9cI/AAAAAAAAACY/aIGNgRZ8dus/s1600-h/12943_179109868308_643483308_2937871_8372036_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747035886876098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULvZai9cI/AAAAAAAAACY/aIGNgRZ8dus/s320/12943_179109868308_643483308_2937871_8372036_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; desert at desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULux0Io_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/z8FgOOwb7bc/s1600-h/12943_179109793308_643483308_2937860_1596447_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747025256784882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyULux0Io_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/z8FgOOwb7bc/s320/12943_179109793308_643483308_2937860_1596447_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; breakfast at canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK3Sg3-JI/AAAAAAAAACI/R0aAPEELvK0/s1600-h/10832_221779818857_724073857_4361814_3394411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746071961696402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK3Sg3-JI/AAAAAAAAACI/R0aAPEELvK0/s320/10832_221779818857_724073857_4361814_3394411_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driving back from breakfast XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK3Esq_UI/AAAAAAAAACA/AApXaK87H7M/s1600-h/10832_221849873857_724073857_4362381_2154092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746068253080898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK3Esq_UI/AAAAAAAAACA/AApXaK87H7M/s320/10832_221849873857_724073857_4362381_2154092_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My lame buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK2gn14hI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4yNnTl4I5ME/s1600-h/12943_176255238308_643483308_2915935_1562936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746058569146898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK2gn14hI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4yNnTl4I5ME/s320/12943_176255238308_643483308_2915935_1562936_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is what we do =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK2X7q7lI/AAAAAAAAABw/__N010qJpxM/s1600-h/12943_176255303308_643483308_2915943_5073471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746056236396114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK2X7q7lI/AAAAAAAAABw/__N010qJpxM/s320/12943_176255303308_643483308_2915943_5073471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annual school dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK17DzEmI/AAAAAAAAABo/soW5FW6w1AU/s1600-h/10832_219255648857_724073857_4336174_2259740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746048485855842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUK17DzEmI/AAAAAAAAABo/soW5FW6w1AU/s320/10832_219255648857_724073857_4336174_2259740_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gstts and principal =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-5098614260927901642?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/5098614260927901642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=5098614260927901642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5098614260927901642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5098614260927901642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-and-joy.html' title='Work and Joy'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SyUM0IklU_I/AAAAAAAAADA/4Kh-iEVRtpY/s72-c/16141_1166184591869_1145527893_427363_1097501_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-5735160325258159611</id><published>2009-10-06T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:48:50.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHYYYYY</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleague A: Guess who old is him ( refering to me).&lt;br /&gt;Friend of colleague B: Should be about our age (24-25)&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.=&lt;br /&gt;Colleague A: Much younger than us la, he's 1990.&lt;br /&gt;Friends of Colleague B: Look so mature one!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i supposed to be happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-5735160325258159611?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/5735160325258159611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=5735160325258159611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5735160325258159611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5735160325258159611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/10/whyyyyy.html' title='WHYYYYY'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-5446459451377668307</id><published>2009-09-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:14:11.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess it's time for an update about myself. I'm supposed to be tutoring tonight but it was called off because i'm supposed to go for a gathering. That was canceled too though, then i felt like blogging. Okay, too much info i guess. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i guess most of the readers are aware that i'm actually teaching in my former school now..temporarily of course. Since my uni starts next year, so i thought getting a job and get busy would be better than being idle or grow mushrooms at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more like a substitute for now since there's no permanent slot for me yet. Basically i went for sit-ins instead of teaching anything. I did teach when there's like a teacher who will be away for weeks instead of days. I'm currently known as GSTT, guru sandaran tidak terlatih. Yeap, quite glad actually because if i'm just a Guru Ganti, the pay would be much lesser. I'm free most of the time though, because i always got my job of the day at the very last minute, so couldnt possibly prepare anything for the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there's some kinda difference in status being a GSTT and a trained teach. And i'm not talking bout the salary here, it's the job. I've been busy during the raya break because we GSTTs hafta rush for some filings and typings. Did i mention that there's no OT for that? Oh well, since i got a pretty good pay, so i might as well not complain.( I know i just did, so shut up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides working in school, i'm giving personal tutorings as well at very reasonable price of coz. Well... so far, i'm having 5 sessions every week, soon i'll have 7. Yeap, will be more busy next week. I hardly have any times for myself lately, yet i'm dying to hang out with frens ( CALL ME).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous that almost everyone are now doing their degrees now, especially those who had gone to overseas for medic. I can't wait to start my medicine course in Monash ( i juz got the offer =))))) ). I'm jealous that most of my frens are studying medical related stuufs, dissecting animals and even cadavers. GOSH, i really want to get my hands on these ASAP. And i'm stuck here working in my former school. Waiting is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s-  I'm here for u. You're my heaven, but i might be ur hell.&lt;br /&gt;         -(&lt;em&gt;Denny Duquette, Greys Anatomy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-5446459451377668307?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/5446459451377668307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=5446459451377668307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5446459451377668307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5446459451377668307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7835291574017655592</id><published>2009-08-30T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:12:30.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO post</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;I was never a person who gives up easily. I work hard most of the time to get what i desired.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes too hard.. that i actually started to forget the purpose of such hardworks. By the end of the day, when i'm actually satisifed with my achievements.. i'll start to look back and ponder, "is this what i wanted so badly in the 1st place?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reap what we sow, this fact would never change.. When we fail, we'll start to blame at others and even at ourselves. If only i tried harder.. If only he would listen.. If only things were easier.. These are all very common ways to make ourselves feel better. We'll start to imagine or picture the better results, try to forget what it's like to be in the reality. In the long run, we'll be too dependent on these hopes or ideals.. and eventually unable to grasp or understand ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;By the time we realised it, we felt such immense depression, sadness, helpless to live in what we called the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to have goals, it's what i used to define myself. I want to be a doctor, i want to get good results, i want to be good in sports, i want to be able to converse well in english, i want this, i want that... Unknowingly, these goals became pressures. It's totally unprecedented and by the time i realised it.. i felt shocked and at the same time relieved to gain such perspective.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too dependent to these achievements, without these, i'll think i'm losing myself here. I'll lose my definition. That's why i dont give up easily, not to say i have a better mentality, i'm juz too scared to lose, or to fail. The supposingly good quality actually magnifies my personal character's weakness. I'll try to be optimistic, positive and hopeful even when i'm on the brink of failure. I'll convince others that there's still a chance and we grab on to that tiny and delicate hope and pray we'll get through this hardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative feelings, anger, depression, lethargy emerge. Lack of motivation to make a difference , to react, to influence or to be proactive.. Sometimes.. i'm even scared to have hope about certain things.. knowing that i'll fall harder. And when this happens.. chain effect kicks in. Once i lose hope, i'll lose motivations, i wont work and when i fail, i can always make myself feel better by saying tat.. " hey, i didnt even try, why should i bother failing". Pffft.. I detest this and yet it happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like giving up a lot of times... i'm juz too scared to do so sometimes.. because i'm daunted of the consequences. I'm scared that i didnt try hard enough in the first place.. i'm scared of being idle.. i'm scared of falling behind.. TOO MANY CONCERNS and i'm intimidated to just let go and leave it to faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired... i'm really exhausted.. so i guess it's time to let go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Dont even try to speculate, i've made it so vague, it's basically impossible to guess. Dont try.&lt;br /&gt;       Just give up XP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7835291574017655592?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7835291574017655592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7835291574017655592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7835291574017655592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7835291574017655592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo-post.html' title='EMO post'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-3719499363337226097</id><published>2009-06-10T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:52:19.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyber camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viralblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/terminator-salvation-poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time now is almost 4a.m..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still camping at cyber cafe wif alvin and william lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ABANDONED me practically coz they're playing 1 on 1 now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens kononnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i juz take my time blogging here and i;m sitting in the middle btwn them coz it's like u know la the peace maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the midst of foul-words battle btwn the 2 of them, i managed to think of sth to blog.. i think =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went sunway pyramid agn to buy my suit~ =D phewit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 bucks for coat, shirt and tie =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCH expensive T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cheapest i could find, quality wise it's still okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT gonna post the pic, &gt;=) gotta keep it mysterious so u can go like woo woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin juz fned his final paper today so they went sing k AGN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy looking for my prom thingy and couldn't afford to waste another cent on karaoke. I mean er... cant waste my time on that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather boring *yawn*. That's why i'm camping at cybercafe as we speak. UGH=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-3719499363337226097?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/3719499363337226097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=3719499363337226097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/3719499363337226097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/3719499363337226097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/06/cyber-camping.html' title='Cyber camping'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-1312852270174729317</id><published>2009-06-08T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:29:29.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, wat a day =.=" . I juz fned my A level exam today ( YEHHHH!) , though the paper was freaking hard but it didn't really affect my mood to enjoy my day though =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON LA,  I SPENT THE LAST 6 MONTHS PREPARING FOR EXAMS, NOW U WANT ME TO GO EMO AFTER MY FINALS!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been missing in action for like erm.. 1 month or more may be. PLUS... there's nothing much for me to blog anyway unless u wanna know wat i studied for that day, how many papers i did that day, or how many times i dozed off when i'm studying(i lost count). SO, i will tryyyyyyyy to update more frequently because my intake for med would be in FEB next year if i were to get into the uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. we went Sunway for lunch after the test. Went nando's and had lunch for 2 HOURS.  Supposed to be much faster if it aint because of mich who were playing wif the sauce around like a child. She was like mixing the garlic sauce wif the tomato sauce. then she added  pepper salts  and everything there's on the table. CAN SOME PPL LOCK HER UP IN A CAGE OR STH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... we went for karaoke. The girls wanted to go shopping at first, butt after some persistent persuasion, we went for karaoke in a group of 11. There's not much rooms available when we arrived so we ended up in a small room at first. But... in the end we switched to another room which is way larger than the previous one. Oh yea a funny thing happened b4 tat. Mich was complaining bout a faulty microphone and she asked me to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went out and saw a girl in uniform at the counter. Our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Me: err... halo.?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Got faulty mic in our room?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *stares at me blankly*&lt;br /&gt;Me: faulty mic&lt;br /&gt;Girl: HA?&lt;br /&gt;Me: na ge mic bu hao &lt;&lt;&lt; mandarin ( The mic not good)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ngo mm zhi lei gong gam mat..( I dunno wat u talking)&lt;br /&gt;Me: The mic not good! ( =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Girl : ooo.. which room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW she understands... wtf.. i nd to work on my canton =.=''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the karaoke~ , we sang like crazy in the room. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Eng song, chinese song, canton and even japanese (Wtf) .&lt;br /&gt;We even sang numb, my ears almost got numb after hearing it =.=&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sang their lungs out and were out of voice in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Fabian was so into the songs , SO INTO IT! Emotional and Powerful Singing style!&lt;br /&gt;THUMBS UP!&lt;br /&gt;We even sang wifout the music although our session was over. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the karaoke, we went shopping~ . I was looking for my prom clothes and thanks william for erm.. guiding me XD. He may hav strange taste but he can quiet good at giving advices though. Mostly becoz i said to him.. I DONT WANT ANYTHING FANCY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted some good suits &gt;=) nyehehehe, but it's freaking expensive. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I wished my parents were here to pay for me =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home, had dinner in Subang then went for basketball ! XD.&lt;br /&gt;Then here i m blogging lalalalala. =P . Going midvalley tml =). Crystal's fetching! Whee~&lt;br /&gt;No , i din force her to do it. No, i din ask her to go juz for her car. No, i did not bribe her wif ice-cream. *:):):):):):)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis's going to Uk tml ='( . Gonna miss her badly. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-1312852270174729317?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/1312852270174729317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=1312852270174729317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1312852270174729317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1312852270174729317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-2268296891616788532</id><published>2009-04-25T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:31:13.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Catching up wif u is the best thing i've done so far.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-2268296891616788532?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/2268296891616788532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=2268296891616788532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/2268296891616788532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/2268296891616788532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7884341425150154605</id><published>2009-04-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:44:02.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUILTY</title><content type='html'>Greeting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to one of my best buddies i've had.&lt;br /&gt;We were mates since high schools and he's kinda like a big brother to me.&lt;br /&gt;We were once in the same class in form 1.&lt;br /&gt;His first impression to me that time was that he's very talkative and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Well, he studied foundation or known as peralihan in our school the year b4 that.&lt;br /&gt;He's quite famous that time already =O, since the gals like to mix wif him and all that.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how he approached and talked to me though, but this conversation follows mark the very start of our deeply bonded friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, which club is da best?&lt;br /&gt;Liang; Join PBSM la, very nice club one~ marching, 1st aid, and got some leng luis also. =D&lt;br /&gt;Me(eyes brightened up): REally ah!??&lt;br /&gt;Chin Kang(from other class): Yea laa, join only, we can jaga you one!&lt;br /&gt;Me: oo.. okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onward, i'm involved in countless Red Crescent activities. We've been through a lot of things. Of coz we did quarrel with one another la :P, for instance for a crying gal. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough* Anyway, his name is Chiong Chung Liang! Here's the leng zai's pic! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Se9VM-bdWEI/AAAAAAAAABY/yEYtndDASNQ/s1600-h/407483060l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Se9VM-bdWEI/AAAAAAAAABY/yEYtndDASNQ/s320/407483060l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327570565607544898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Kang, Liangz reading program booklet XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to receive awards that time. DAMN, i really miss all the moments we've been together. Not just the three of us, there are other frens and comrades as well! It's a big family and i'm positive i remember all of them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, i forgot his birthday which was 2 days ago. I remembered it yesterday and i was like "OMG!" how can i forget! how can i forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T I felt so guilty that i felt like hanging myself yesterday night. *Too bad i cant find a rope* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i must say! I'M SORRY, LIANG! I shall treat you lunch if we had the chance to meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday dude! 20 years old d~ muz call u da ge d =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7884341425150154605?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7884341425150154605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7884341425150154605' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7884341425150154605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7884341425150154605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/04/guilty.html' title='GUILTY'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Se9VM-bdWEI/AAAAAAAAABY/yEYtndDASNQ/s72-c/407483060l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-1364683437369361372</id><published>2009-04-06T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:56:19.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang!!! Here i COME!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Sdr4UYB8WsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ERdmbIs3suc/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Sdr4UYB8WsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ERdmbIs3suc/s400/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321838938623335106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal will be fetching us around 5, i'm ready and fully packed!&lt;br /&gt;P.s the cube is for crystal. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, please pray for me coz i don't know how to swim. =.=&lt;br /&gt;DONT ask why. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back on Friday :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-1364683437369361372?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/1364683437369361372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=1364683437369361372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1364683437369361372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/1364683437369361372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/04/redang-here-i-come.html' title='Redang!!! Here i COME!!!!!!'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/Sdr4UYB8WsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ERdmbIs3suc/s72-c/DSC00023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-5883668360507028530</id><published>2009-02-23T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:21:20.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close yet so far....</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna swear very badly in this post, so be prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started like this. The time was around 10p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I was doing homework and reading some of the lecturer's notes.&lt;br /&gt;Then Alvin came out of his room and said&lt;br /&gt;:"eh, u wanna make rm2500 or not!?"&lt;br /&gt;A normal ppl would just ignore him and don't believe a word he said.&lt;br /&gt;i did that though :D. Then, he continued;&lt;br /&gt;"It's in the radio, the person's now in Asia Cafe"&lt;br /&gt;Me: " HA!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he explained how the game works.&lt;br /&gt;I'll summarize it for you. The game goes like this. Hitz Fm is having somekinda game&lt;br /&gt;to gain some big-time publicity.&lt;br /&gt;How? By giving out chances for u to win freaking rm2000!&lt;br /&gt;Who won't be tempted!? 2000 bucks for free we're talking here man! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;So, a few Malaysians or juz one(not sure bout tis one) were/was chosen. &lt;br /&gt;Only at specific time,the radio station would give out clues about this guy.&lt;br /&gt;Location(the most important), surroundings, his accent,what food is he having now&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Of coz they wudnt give u the clues juz like that, they'll put it in riddles.&lt;br /&gt;How do we know it's asia cafe then? The clues were Asia and Variety.&lt;br /&gt;Of coz the radio station did announce the guy was at the Asia Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;So what we have to do is to ask every person in Asia Cafe. &lt;br /&gt;And if u're lucky enough tat the guy u're asking is the Hitz fm fugitive.&lt;br /&gt;Then u ask the person to call Hitz and u win 2000 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i did was to call William, coz we nd car to get there. :P&lt;br /&gt;Then i ask almost all the Pm7s for the Sms Hotline. And i called Amanda &lt;br /&gt;which is rather useless since she miss out the word SMS, and gave me very helpful&lt;br /&gt;office line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then alvin found the website and we registered for the game. U juz have to type&lt;br /&gt;"On Fugi" to 32111. Then u're registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we changed,get ready and followed William's car to AC asap.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we arrived, we straight away went to ask every table &lt;br /&gt;"are you hitzm Fugitive!? "&lt;br /&gt;Some of the ppl there looked at us like we're some kinda idiots.&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking in my mind was:' HA! Wait till i win the 2 grands and &lt;br /&gt;by that time we'll see who's the idiots"&lt;br /&gt;So we asked EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN AC.&lt;br /&gt;And there's one bloody chinese guy who juz fned his work or sth with his &lt;br /&gt;obese, hideous-looking girlfriend asked me to sit down when i asked him whether&lt;br /&gt;or not he's the fugitive.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite excited becoz i tot he's the one!&lt;br /&gt;Then he said this to me :" Are u all normal?'&lt;br /&gt;o0o! Fuck off la like tat, juz shake ur head la, waste my bloody time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, ok move on! We failed to find the guy. Then Alvin hafta keep updating the new tips given by the radio station. He was eating prawn mee la, his accent sounds like indian la, he might be waiters la. All sorts of insignificant clues were given though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some ppl looking for the guy as well. If there's competition, there'll always be motivations. So we ask the 2ND ROUND! And again, we failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a pair of couples in red though who had already camp there for 1 hour and they said the guy shud hav left a long time ago coz they asked almoz everyone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked to them, expressing our angers and fed-upness with Hit Fm for setting us up. Everyone failed. The guy said he's leaving AC around 11 sth i think. Then he revealed that he was wearing Taylor's Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We din c any ppl wearing taylor's shirt. In the end, it's a waste of time and all.&lt;br /&gt;We were so close but yet we juz cudnt find tat stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fed up with this shit, we were swearing like mad on the way back. &lt;br /&gt;In the end, we're juz a bunch of fools who's desperate for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a major letdown. The guy might be anywhere, be it Penang , Melaka or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;So happens that he's at AC juz when Alvin's listening to radio. Coincidence!? Rather like fate XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, we were this close! SIGH, you know what they say,&lt;br /&gt;U get what you deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Those who went AC just now! Let's boycott Hitz! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-5883668360507028530?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/5883668360507028530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=5883668360507028530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5883668360507028530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/5883668360507028530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='So close yet so far....'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-4472491759339904229</id><published>2009-02-21T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:55:33.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muttons at midnight~~</title><content type='html'>This is so freaking funny. XD&lt;br /&gt;Check it out! One of the best ways to release stress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/8612242555762564870-4472491759339904229?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/4472491759339904229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=4472491759339904229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/4472491759339904229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/4472491759339904229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/02/muttons-at-midnight.html' title='Muttons at midnight~~'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7785536805261510482</id><published>2009-02-21T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:17:06.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good and the bad</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bad new and a good news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with the good one.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, venue: sunway pyramid, purpose: watch valkrie,&lt;br /&gt;ppl involved; me, tzuk , jason, aman, alvin, crystal, jon and his fren.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we said goodbye to crystal then decided to have dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;So we started walking, thinking where to eat while we're walking.&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw jason stepped on something.. at first i tot it's juz a plain paper or sth..&lt;br /&gt;Then i SAW sth like 50 bucks!?&lt;br /&gt;o.O " eh eh! Don't tell me tat's 50 bucks"&lt;br /&gt;Tzuk with his fast and steady hand picked up the money high and we were both stunned.&lt;br /&gt;Alvin : O.O&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... It's 50 bucks alright.&lt;br /&gt;Juz like tzuk said.. we used the money for charity at Sushi King tat day. :)&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is... right after we picked up the money, we were scanning around for&lt;br /&gt;cameras.&lt;br /&gt;Scared that we were taped all the while and went into a tv show or sth.&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll be labeled as the Dishonest Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the bad news.( EMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, venue IDP 2nd floor, ppl involved: juz me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got my ielts result on tat day. I was bloody nervous that i cant even stand still when&lt;br /&gt;the woman in charge were looking for my result slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave me the slip, the first thing i saw is my overall band- 7.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. okay.. not bad wa since i was only aiming for band 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the individual band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing i saw was speaking. band 7! Phew, better than expected though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the listening and reading got 7.5 and 8.5 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, how come got 7.5 since the average now is like around 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUK IT, writing - band 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNS! I rather get a 7 for my reading and transfer at least 0,5 to my writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monash u require at least 6.5 for every individual's band. DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might hafta resit, if the remark aint do no difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt, forgive me for cursing these much coz i'm reli fed up wif tis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz hope tat i wont hafta resit since the tests cost 500 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.. Over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7785536805261510482?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7785536805261510482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7785536805261510482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7785536805261510482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7785536805261510482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-and-bad.html' title='Good and the bad'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-6941108200033436171</id><published>2009-02-16T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:03:50.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long..</title><content type='html'>It's been 5 years or more i guess..&lt;br /&gt;The one whom i always share my secrets with..&lt;br /&gt;my wishes, aspirations, evil thoughts and my complaints towards the world.&lt;br /&gt;Standing on my side whether i'm wrong or right and supporting me from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;At least i know that she's one of the few who truly understands me, be it the good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;We went through a lot of things i'll say... the funny ones, the sad ones, the happy ones, heart-breaking ones and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventually.. everyone has to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Since i do not know when will be the next time i'll be able to meet u in person again...&lt;br /&gt;let just say, i will treasure all the memory we've shared..&lt;br /&gt;most important of all.. u're a fren i'll definitely cherish and remember.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit.. i'm going to miss u badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY, Good Luck and Be Strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-6941108200033436171?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/6941108200033436171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=6941108200033436171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6941108200033436171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6941108200033436171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-long.html' title='So Long..'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-638667519348476106</id><published>2009-01-21T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:23:21.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My As result is out, geez, talk bout tension this whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                            Bio -   A&lt;br /&gt;                            Phy-   A&lt;br /&gt;                            Math- A&lt;br /&gt;                            Chem- A&lt;br /&gt;                            Tks-     A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess my hard works paid off. Looking forward for an increment for my angpow money this year. "Laughing evilly". Ain't gonna slack this year though, gonna work hard to secure my As for A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratz to all those who got good results! For those who didn't, don't give up and work ur ass off this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, let us enjoy the coming Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... i sprained my quadriceps muscle :( . SAD wei T.T .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-638667519348476106?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/638667519348476106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=638667519348476106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/638667519348476106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/638667519348476106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2009/01/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7052927351538236628</id><published>2008-11-25T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:04:56.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!?</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's been another typical college day i can say. I woke up seven in the morning, get ready up, din eat my breakfast and off we went to the campus. Though our As has juz finished recently, the lecturers ain't slacking though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally thinks that they have not been teaching for 6 weeks and they're looking forward to teach again. =.= . Ugh, i can't even feel relax and chilled. I was dreaming all the while in class and trying very hard to focus but to no avail. I slept around 3 everyday. Can't adjust back my sleeping times =.= . After lunch, i'll be exhausted and will just doze off during the class. Wat surprised me is that no lecturers ever caught be doing so. I can't tell though since i was sleeping there. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! Din have enough fun, come on, we just have 2 and a half days to enjoy after the exam and now we're starting A2, which is tougher than As. What's worse is that when Mr Leong said ;"u must keep ur exam fever going! " . HECK! T.T. Then he mentioned bout our trial on the upcoming March. Then, it becomes tense all of a sudden. Geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm really tired lately. I enjoyed having exam weeks all of a sudden. U studied late at night, then go mamak for an hour, then u come back continue ur studies. Then, u sleep until any time u like!! Unlike the timetable we're having now, we hafta wake up early and go through around 6-7 hours of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for badminton tommorrow after class. I'll have a duel with Amanda i guess since i repeatedly challenged her to make her go. Har har, since she hesitated at first. LoL. I called her chicken even o.O . I can't imagine how's she gonna laugh or humiliate me after my defeat. =.=. I'm not a badminton guy la wth T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to my sis' place tis friday. Asked ryan to fetch me since he lives nearby. So looking forward to it!! i wanna try on the IMU court!! RAWR!! Very very nice court. *drools* (kinda paranoid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, currently reading tuesdays with morrie. Read halfway though, very inspiring and meaningful. It's simple to understand yet brings deep values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess. Life's too dull =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7052927351538236628?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7052927351538236628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7052927351538236628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7052927351538236628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7052927351538236628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='WHY!?'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7415226295764915660</id><published>2008-11-21T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:10:31.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over and Reunion soon</title><content type='html'>Before i start, let's scream for joy for just a short moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~ tat's feel good =D. Anyway, my torturing 6 months long As exam is finally over. I cant wait to go back Miri &gt;.&lt;. Oh yea, i hafta train harder if not how ven is going to pawn the shit out of me. Besides, a lot of friends are coming back for holidays, plus ven juz bought a PS3. It's gonna be a great holiday! Though these joyful events are seemingly approaching, what's saddens me is that i got 2 blardy weeks of class!!!!!! What kinda timetable is this!! I have to stick to the old timetable where i hafta wake up seven in the morning to go to college. GAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of reunion, tzu ken, it's not wat u think and alvin talks crap most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Reunion as in friends reunion la, wth =.=. I cant wait to meet my old buddies!! Ven , Barry, Vk , Frog, roy , yet , form 6 buddies, steve, steph, ffh, roland, twins , pollux, 3 , jordan(barely), FOOK SAM , shun yii and others of coz. Sorry couldnt u all here! Sigh, tarc and labuan friends couldnt go back since they have class =(. My two bros kang and liang =.=, skip class lar =). Hiak hiak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAr har, i cant blief we're really looking forward to gather together agn. LOL, ven suggested that we'll go for the basketball open tournament end of the year. Dude, still on or not!? i heard there's no competition tis end of year wat. Even so, our MACS formation would not be complete, since the C guy will be at tarc =.=. What a waste =( . But we got steve!! the gimme-1-min guy would certainly make full use of the 1 minute next time i hope O.O . AHHH, so excited XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test's over, i tot i'm gonna be extremely overjoy!! but, i felt ..... normal.. Went to redbox sing K for like 3 hours plus then went back ordered Mac D since both alvin and andy went out wif their families. Thank god andy's left his door unlocked so i could sneaked inside and steal his Harddisc! WAHAHAHA, so i spent 3 hours watching series while munching my BIg MAC. OH, the sadness T.T . Then alvin came back, at first i wanna smack him for talking behind my back. Wat's worse it's not even true!! KNS la u vin, grggrgrgrgr. After tat, i chat wif some classmates and went on DOTAING until 5.00 a.m XD. It's normal really.. =.=. I think my day and night are really messed up though, swt. How am i gonna adjust back when class start!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! i just promised William to go jogging 7a.m later, guess i'm gonna ffk =.= . Juz like alvin said." i bet u cant wake up!". HOW TRUE . Feel stiff and rusty all over, so gonna exercise these few days. I was breathing so heavily tis morning walking up the LONG LONG Stairs up to the gallery. =.=. Hafta admit my stamina is known to be one of the worst of all( ask andy =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2 gonna start soon, and crap i didnt apply for any university yet. I'm not sure whether Doctor really suits me. Well, frankly tat's the only thing i'm aiming for. Bunch of friends in KL reli influences me a lot, esp their willingness to help , their generousity, passions and saint-ness even. LOL, the old marcus would reply " i  wanna make money la" when ppl asked him y he wanna become a doc. Though they really pushes me to a certain extent of becoming a doctor, but, the uncertainties ahead pushes me back further. I don't know my purpose anyway, from the beginning i was aiming for becoming doc and used it as a motivation and it had driven me so-far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it really comes to a choice whether i wanna become a doc or not, i really can;t make a choice. My parents were nagging and i just agree tat i'll become a doc. It's a choice of life, i guess i just have to slowly morph myself to become passionate towards becoming a doctor. Being able to make a lot of money from it doesn't really matter anymore, wat's important whether u really want it or not, izzit the kinda job u really like doing it or u'll be regret tat u made the worst choice of ur life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came from a so so background , there's no second chance for my education. Either u fail or u suceed. Dreams of wanting to make big money would hafta put aside and face the reality in a mature way instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall stop whining bout my stupid dilemma. BFL project gonna start soon i can;t wait!!! Even if i help out a little( may be become Amanda's slave T.T) , i couldnt be happier. I hope tis plan works out and PM7 could a legend. =D. Oh yea, and the BBQ, cant wait, it's been a while since i joined any BBQ T.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, juz another two weeks then i'll go back to Miri. Till then , i shall keep dreaming about the different reactions we'll all have. Of coz, i'm gonna write a mental script about my life to them too. =D. Seriously miss u all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7415226295764915660?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7415226295764915660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7415226295764915660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7415226295764915660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7415226295764915660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-over-and-reunion-soon.html' title='It&apos;s Over and Reunion soon'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-8524026436302292622</id><published>2008-10-24T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:58:00.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired. T.T</title><content type='html'>GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final test sure is torturing. I only took 5 sub and it took a month plus for my freaking test to finish. Not that i wanna complain, but it's seriously LONG! Imagine being tense for the whole month studying. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's good thing bout it too. U can have more time to do your revision, and can be well-prepared. But somehow i'll take it for granted and slack a few days b4 the exam  ==". I'm so gonna stop GG  if not my As result would be GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next test or shud i say paper is on thursday, bio prac. Swt, the worst! I dunno why but everytime i have a BIG exam, i'll screw up somehow =.= . Just like chem prac last time( oh the Horror).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, VK, bout Bufo's ass, i dont want my blog to be so stinky, it'll scare off the readers. =P&lt;br /&gt;So... u hafta say sorry to bear bear. KUKUKU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And er, a few days later would be a big day. &gt;&lt; If u're a good fren of mine u shud know why~ hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-8524026436302292622?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/8524026436302292622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=8524026436302292622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/8524026436302292622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/8524026436302292622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-tt.html' title='Tired. T.T'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-7445646713655557029</id><published>2008-09-13T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:19:23.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>JUMP SOLE</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea its been long. =.= There are reasons though!! I went Malacca for a few days and needed some time to rest. =D. Ok, i'm making it sound like a lame excuse. Anyway, Sim urged me to quickly post about jump sole the past few days, i hesitated at first because i don't really grasp the workout yet. Since it has been a week after i got the jump sole, i think i have the basic idea of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's a jump sole u might ask. Its kinda like a bulky rubber strap that needs to be attached to your shoes. Here's a picture to make you illustrate clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwFphqGxTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HqvqmSIjxn4/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwFphqGxTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HqvqmSIjxn4/s320/DSC00203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245573876947535154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design is  kinda awkward though and here's a picture after wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwGiGv3lnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/y0PA0K2L_O0/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwGiGv3lnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/y0PA0K2L_O0/s200/DSC00204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245574848976492146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no heel for the jump sole. So, you kinda sorta hafta tip-toe to balance yourself. Andy and i guessed that the design is to enhance the calf muscle by tip-toeing all the time during the workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwHd1yd-bI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jGRO4TXVQG4/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwHd1yd-bI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jGRO4TXVQG4/s200/DSC00206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245575875216144818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we actually do the drills stated in the program listed, we have to do a thorough stretching of the muscles first. This is because the workout is actually quite strenuous. After 10-15 minutes of stretching, we have to do some skipping with the jumpsole to adapt ourselves to the unconventional design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we're in our best state, then we carry out the workout. At first i thought the workout would be easy as i saw in the vids( CD provided). But, hell it's tiring when u actually did the drills. Here's one workout that made me sweat like after running around the field for two rounds! Known as squat lunges, all you need to do is step forward and bring the following knee to within few inches off the ground. It sounds easy but the muscles were fatigue as ever after the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwJFmG1SKI/AAAAAAAAABA/Trk5VwUn9hY/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwJFmG1SKI/AAAAAAAAABA/Trk5VwUn9hY/s200/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245577657712986274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more drills that i haven't done yet because i'm actually following the program provided. Its only the 2nd week but it took everything out of me o.O. Heck! I ain't gonna whine and quit halfway though. Whether it's reliable or not, i can't really give you an answer yet. After a few more weeks, then i'll tell you the difference jumpsole has brought to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPs! I forgot to tell the purpose of this shoe. XD. Its basically to increase my vertical jump. The workout is to enhance muscle endurance and explosiveness. In other words, this super weapon can make you jump higher, faster and longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of Andy doing the CRANE STAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwR25W3XUI/AAAAAAAAABI/ybQRXzz6mno/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwR25W3XUI/AAAAAAAAABI/ybQRXzz6mno/s200/DSC00191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245587300787117378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't mess with us when we can look at you from above!!" ( with our hands hanging on the rim of coz =P ) *RAWR*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-7445646713655557029?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/7445646713655557029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=7445646713655557029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7445646713655557029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/7445646713655557029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/09/jump-sole.html' title='JUMP SOLE'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QlKUhoGOLPY/SMwFphqGxTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HqvqmSIjxn4/s72-c/DSC00203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-6131433697268939152</id><published>2008-09-05T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:36:43.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll Result</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials over and i'm on cloud nine now indeed. YEEEAAAAA!!!!!! What have i done these two days? Lets see.. movie, dota and lots and lots of pool. I went CC from midnight until 5 in the morning for two consecutive night(or days?) SWT. Seriously i'm tired of this, i feel frigging tired the next day, not to mention i woke up at around 1p.m. I started my day in the afternoon. =.= AND, i spent damn lots of money this week. Hafta save money for Malacca trip for this Monday. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, seriously i don't have much confidence for this trial anyway. There's a lot of.. uncertainties that makes me uneasy something. GAH~! i'll enjoy my holiday first, times like this wont last long, and it'll be another heart-breaking moment when the result is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the poll result are out anyway. I'll sum it up in this post. The poll goes like this in case u forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were granted the power to kill a person, who would u kill?&lt;br /&gt;Results :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your worst foe -2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bush-2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mastermind behind terrorism-4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Commit Suicide-2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow the ten commandment- Thou shall not kill-8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Seems like a vast majority voted not to kill. The reason i come out with this poll is to see what kinda philosophy u believed in. And , i'm kinda shock to see there's people even voted to kill themselves. WTF, life's precious and u wanna end it just like that. Crazy shitss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically . if voted no.1, it means u believe in self-interest. Meaning you justified your act to be morally correct IF it brings benefits to yourself. For instance, U kill ur worst enemy and makes&lt;br /&gt;your life happier (i wonder =S).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u voted no. 2 and no.3 , it means that you believe in teleology. It comes from the word "telos" in greek. It means goal. Yea, it means you justified your act to be morally correct given the result / ending benefits a majority of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u voted no.4 , it means u're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u voted no.5 , it means u believe in Deontology . Deon means duty. SO, you believe that not killing is a duty everyone must carry despite how sinful and degenerate the person is. Its absolutely WRONG to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. =D. Upcoming posts - JUMP SOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-6131433697268939152?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/6131433697268939152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=6131433697268939152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6131433697268939152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6131433697268939152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/09/poll-result.html' title='Poll Result'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-6475267126422280670</id><published>2008-08-30T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:32:00.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUNZ</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i shall say sorry to all of the readers for not posting something new for a week. Reason? I'm having trials now and i don't really have the spare times to blog. The trial would only finish by the coming Thursday. I can't wait!!! Anyway, i'll use some of my time to blog while relaxing the fatigue brain of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!! Topic for this post would only attract guys and girls for sure wouldn't like it unless u're a gamer like me. HEE. I'm not discriminating any genders coz it's common that girls don't usually play games. PROVE ME WRONG. Anyhoo, u can just read on and have a second thought about gaming (TO GIRLS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now gunz is quite an old game since it's been released for bout 5 years? Yet, it's still famous among gamers because the game is forever free to play. However, only about 6000-10000 people play this game around the globe. Compared to other online games like WOW, DOTA and so on , the difference in the no. of players is just too big. But , i personally rank Gunz as the number 1 hardest game to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? Before that, GUNZ is the kinda online game whereby your skills is more important than  the levels of your character. If u're really good u can use a 1 level character to beat a 50 lvl. I hate leveling online games such as WOW, MAPLE STORY, CABAL and so on, becoz it consumes freaking too much time to up the level of your character. Some friends of mine are hardcore gamers, they would stay up late at night and wouldn't even want to sleep to increase their level. OF coz , if there's no BOT yet lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK to gunz. Hows the game like? It's a third person view mode , coz u're actually watching ur back side. There are only a few buttons for this game - navigation keys, slash , block , jump, special move and numbers for switching weapons. Sounds easy right?  It's a whole different story when u try and play it. Here's a trailer so that u can get a general picture about GUNZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LRQkqqHHPPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LRQkqqHHPPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends played gunz, but they all quited in the end because it's too difficult to improve  skills. I don't wanna mention their names just to respect them,but u know who u r xD. Basically you need a freaking fast fingers movement to play this game. It takes a while to overcome the dizziness when you play this game but sooner or later u'll get used to it. Even Andy complained seeing me playing gunz makes him dizzy. LOL. Here's a random video showing the basic movement of gunz skills. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQj33OEA_Y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQj33OEA_Y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!! U can do a lot of things in the game! U can climb the wall using your sword, walk on the wall, spin around , tumble around or u can even dance. IT feels really really great when u learn a new skill that's very helpful in combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many style of play. I personally use k-style which i think it's the best among all. K-style means korean style, because Koreans started or shud i say.. created it. In the finger video, obviously the person's using k-styles. AND err... it's still considered basic. XD. Not to say i'm being lan c or sth, but... there's more players who can do better with greater and faster finger movements! I know the basics and some advanced k-styles. Curious bout how advanced could it possibly get? Lemme show you a very very gay skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/irbA96eRXlk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/irbA96eRXlk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID u c the guy was rendered useless in mid-air. This is an advanced skill known as the instant fall or instant kill. The 2nd part was a show-off though but u'll be stunned when u know the key for this. Flip &gt; Block &gt; jump &gt; slash &gt; block &gt;slash &gt; slash &gt; block &gt; then goes on. All these keys u need to hit in like 3 seconds? With timing of coz. I learn this one for about 1 month before it gets more consistent :P. (yea yea, sounds like i'm free all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYway, ever since i moved to KL to study, i nvr lay a hand on gunz except that the time i went back for holidays. Y? my laptop is too shitty to support the fast-pace game and the delay between hitting the mouse and responding is just too significant that it spoils my mood to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the game especially the sensation of pawning other noobs. OOps , i mean other players :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-6475267126422280670?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/6475267126422280670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=6475267126422280670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6475267126422280670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/6475267126422280670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/gunz.html' title='GUNZ'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-823089753625801601</id><published>2008-08-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:57:18.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Joke Day</title><content type='html'>Well, it's supposed to be another typical boring college day, not to mention  the tension in the class since the trial is coming soon. And i'm still blogging here. o.O . Anyhoo, it all started after Lamanda i mean Amanda XD, asked our thinking skill teacher, Ms jacky whether she wanted to solve some riddles or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riddle is kinda like chinese-based and our lecturer isnt very good at it. So, the first lame joke from Amanda fails, :(. However , she's a persistent genius. She insisted of telling a second lame joke which was originally from our math teacher- ms chia. Ms jacky frowned at first and wanted to continue with the past years but all my classmates persuaded her to do otherwise. U know la, PM7 ppl hang tight. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the lame riddle-&lt;br /&gt;1) Man Tao(cant.) / Man tou (chinese) and Butter Pau went for a movie. Butter Pau cried but Man Tao didnt? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lame ans : Man Tao has no fillings ( feelings). =.=&lt;br /&gt;Do u think it ends here? NAWP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd question ( continuous)&lt;br /&gt;- Char Siew Pau and Butter Pau went for a movie. Why Butter Pau cry but not char siew pau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lame ans : they have different fillings.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms jacky hafta admit defeat coz she wasnt able to guess correctly. Not even 1. Instead , she put her hand at her forehead and gave out a big ... "AIYO~~" while shaking her head of coz :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the atmosphere had changed , the tension was gone all of a sudden. Trust me, the past year papers were the last thing that came into our mind tat time. My other classmates came out with other lame jokes to pick on our beloved ms jacky. kukuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One joke from Ryan was the highlight of the day. U hafta think cantonese for this though. The question goes like this - Chinese people believe in fortune cat can bring great fortunes , rite? What's the other name for the cat? ( yes  yes , the cat that waves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lame ans : Josephine ( Zho Shao Feng ) &lt;&lt;&lt;, cantonese!! in chinese it means wave ur hand la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jason the wacko came out with this, Jason - Che Xan ( literally it means God of car in english)..... *LAUGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This make college life much more lamer yet happier ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-823089753625801601?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/823089753625801601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=823089753625801601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/823089753625801601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/823089753625801601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/lame-joke-day.html' title='Lame Joke Day'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-8076551068565879242</id><published>2008-08-18T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:44:17.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Stress Stress Stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;. STRESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough whining though. Time to rock!!! ( study =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-8076551068565879242?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/8076551068565879242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=8076551068565879242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/8076551068565879242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/8076551068565879242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-4246870938636956377</id><published>2008-08-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:08:57.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotism?</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 year since the last olympic fever. For the year 2008, it's special for the Chinese because for this particular year, China is the main host for the olympic games. As a yellow-skin, i feel kinda proud since the opening ceremony were known to be the best ever in the history(not to mention the extravagance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i a pro-china then? Yup , i admit. I believe all the Chinese around the globe would do the same. Am i rite? If u're on the same boat with me, then i have a question to ask - esp for msian chinese. Lets take today's match as the example, Lin Dan vs LCW in Badminton Olympic Final. Who would u support if u were a Malaysian? I believe a vast majority of you would support Malaysia right? Who would go and support other countries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, there are people in Malaysia who really wish Lin Dan to win. Reason - LCW and Lin Dan are both Chinese , race difference is out of the topic here. 2nd reason - these people are extreme china supporters. Third, these people hate Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our country is rotting at stake, I believe LCW's gold medal would actually bring some kinda hope in uniting msians despite the grudge among different races. Unfortunately , he lost. BIG TIME. NO MATCH AT ALL. Although he went into the final and did spectacularly well during his advancement into the finals, the last match he had with Lin Dan was a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silver medal for Malaysia is good enough u might say. It's true, what do you expect from this country? So , can u really blame these people for being such unsupportive towards LCW? They're not being irrational or prejudice, it's just the Mentality of Msian athletes are not as strong as China. It's so clear that u can't help but to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patriotism? LCW brings hope to our countries, he's one of the msian athlete i admire most. He wasn't in a good form today so its forgivable that he lost. Nevertheless, the dream of the first gold in Malaysia shattered. I believe all Malaysia would give out a big sigh as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed , Depress and unsatisfied with LCW performance. Over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-4246870938636956377?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/4246870938636956377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=4246870938636956377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/4246870938636956377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/4246870938636956377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/patriotism.html' title='Patriotism?'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-38983567245964378</id><published>2008-08-16T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:28:16.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why drive when u can fly?</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;its 3 a.m. and i can't sleep although i played 2 hours of basketball tis evening. Strange ==". So, i can spend my time blogging instead :D. Hee. Now, the quote "why drive when you can fly?" is actually a new one for NIKE adverd, specifically for basketball. Before that , the quote was like, "just do it" and "Nothing is impossible". Frankly, the phrase is inspiring and it somehow provokes me to do something great - which is still a dream. I'll keep it as a secret first as u read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the phrase means why do you wanna try so hard to drive the ball inside to score when u can actually jump damn high ( fly)? Those who don't really understand basketball might not get what the phrase emphasize on. To give up drive and jump to get through defenders and score requires a crazy jumping ability. As a baller, to jump higher is every players' dream!! Height = advantage. As a not-so-tall person like me, jumping ability is the only option to go up against tall guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really provoking cause normally short ppl like me (in basketball) usually drive inside and hustle a lot to score because we are more agile. Speed is what we got to beat those tall guys. However, depending on speed alone is just not enuff, and the phrase hits straight on to our very weakness - height. I did some drills to improve my jumping ability though, i gave up half-way coz its too boring =P. But now, i feel so motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis evening i try to jump as high as i can and i almost touch the rim by just a few cm. It's a new breakthru though since i nvr jump tat high b4. However, its against my limit and my muscle cramped when i landed. Tats y i feel more determined than before, because i know i can push my limit further. Therefore, i'm really looking forward to try on jump sole and follow the drills accordingly, since it guarantees an increase of jumping ability like 3 inches!? Tats Damn LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Ven, Andy and i can't wait so please send it asap xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Since u being so supportive to read my blog, i'll tell u my dream then. The reason i'm so serious about basketball in wanting to jump higher is that i hope that one day i will be able to slam dunk. Though it sounds impossible, it remains an unknown unless i try. Yaya , u all might be laughing off ur seats right now, but tats my dream. I'll give it all to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly and i'm trying extremely hard to get my wings........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-38983567245964378?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/38983567245964378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=38983567245964378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/38983567245964378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/38983567245964378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-drive-when-u-can-fly.html' title='Why drive when u can fly?'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8612242555762564870.post-892539935550283110</id><published>2008-08-16T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:14:24.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newbie'/><title type='text'>Newbie</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;It's my 1st time blogging and seriously i have no idea of what to write or express to amuse or amaze people/ readers. I've been thinking bout blogging since like form 5? But , i just don't have the courage to do so. There's reasons to this - first is that my english is reli reli bad =.=, and second , i don't really have an interesting life to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , what drive me to start up my new blog? Girlfriend? Peer pressure? Trying to fit in into this full-of-bloggers world? Guess again. Well , i saw quite a lot of Blogs from my friends and all , and though the events they wrote were small and random , somehow i feel attracted to their stories(well , it depends). Some blogs they post were really beneficial , esp when its meaningful and bring significant values to our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what i've seen so far, i believe there's 2 types of bloggers. First type - Words are more significant than pictures. This type of blogger seldom post pictures into their blog , normally this kind of bloggers are guys( i said mostly). Therefore, they have to write clearly about a certain event so readers can illustrate it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second type - Pictures tell a thousand words. This kind of bloggers love to post pictures. And normally they are extremely good at adobe photoshop , the foremost powerful tools in editing pictures. Normally, this kind of bloggers = girls. Why ? because normally girls carry handbags around all the time. When they saw something really interesting , they would just pull out a camera out of their handbags , and snap a pictures or two. For guys to carry a camera around is just ........ strange ==. Personal opinions and no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However , i found some bloggers are really committed to blogging. And they're normally the combination of both types. Somehow, they balance both words and pictures making it colorful and  meaningful.  Applause to these people, coz they really put in a lot of efforts into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i think blogging is part of growing up. Anyone agree ? XD.  May be i put tis too seriously, and i'm not saying if u don't blog, u're not growing up or sth. Blogging carries responsibility and commitment. It's kinda like having a girlfriend, u need to be committed or ur blog would just become none other than a waste. Blogs need to be updated consistently ( like entertaining ur gf from time to time?) , LOL. This responsibility is not easy to carry, it costs time and brain juice to make it interesting for the readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i ready for this?? Seriously i don't. I'm taking a level and the assignments and tests are killing me. Time management is really really important. Nevertheless , the main thing that drive me to start blogging is that i wanna try something new. no harm try new things ma.=D Anyway, i will try my best to update my blog from time to time and come out with some good topics to discuss. Peace out !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8612242555762564870-892539935550283110?l=marcusteng90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/feeds/892539935550283110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8612242555762564870&amp;postID=892539935550283110' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/892539935550283110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8612242555762564870/posts/default/892539935550283110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcusteng90.blogspot.com/2008/08/newbie.html' title='Newbie'/><author><name>Marcus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04406884115206768938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
