<?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-7382547450325246931</id><updated>2011-12-09T07:15:05.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Perfection Is The Ultimate Defect</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-370119225057457669</id><published>2011-12-01T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:20:20.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the revelation and devastation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Through A Distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all fouls and miseries it was born,&lt;br /&gt;Through the detached harmony it was torn,&lt;br /&gt;Through the barren sea it was raised,&lt;br /&gt;Through the fiendish flame it shall persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be a mended wound,&lt;br /&gt;Let there be a howling wolf,&lt;br /&gt;Let there be a brilliant moon,&lt;br /&gt;Let there be a ghoulish rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For then it shall be written on,&lt;br /&gt;For then it shall be forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;For then it shall be raised from the beyond,&lt;br /&gt;For then it shall truly lay upon the face of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu&lt;br /&gt;30.11.2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-370119225057457669?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/370119225057457669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=370119225057457669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/370119225057457669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/370119225057457669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-with-revelation-and-devastation.html' title='The one with the revelation and devastation'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-7676793180276313977</id><published>2011-05-28T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T09:29:05.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with anguish and pain</title><content type='html'>Manifestation of Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairy tales of a thousand words,&lt;br /&gt;songs sang by a million souls,&lt;br /&gt;poems recited by numerous herds,&lt;br /&gt;carry nothing but affection's fouls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant fools who fall helplessly into vein,&lt;br /&gt;living but a rhetorical love story,&lt;br /&gt;let their tears drench us as if those of the rain!&lt;br /&gt;Let us laugh as they find their innocence crippled and buried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh the pain!" They will scream.&lt;br /&gt;As we watch them writhed by the agony we bring.&lt;br /&gt;"Why god, why!" released from their puny mouths,&lt;br /&gt;not aware that this blasphemy is but the masterpiece of god himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu&lt;br /&gt;some time ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-7676793180276313977?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/7676793180276313977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=7676793180276313977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/7676793180276313977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/7676793180276313977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-with-anguish-and-pain.html' title='The one with anguish and pain'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-2603792115791287786</id><published>2010-09-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T20:42:31.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the Physics Project</title><content type='html'>Hey people, so I think we are sticking to the steam engine unless anybody objects. &lt;br /&gt;The most basic example which I found is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FwOIL74yrCU&lt;br /&gt;Many more can be found if you search " Homemade steam engine" in Youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;I have asked Pn.Madihah ( Hopefully that's her name ) and she suggested to present the even if it doesn't work ( as a static model )&lt;br /&gt;So our biggest problem right now is the materials.&lt;br /&gt;The following are the items I have found over the past few days : &lt;br /&gt;1) A wooden base for the project&lt;br /&gt;2) A bicycle pump as the piston&lt;br /&gt;3) A pipe for the steam transmission&lt;br /&gt;4) A boiler made out of a Milo can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we need are anything that are not stated above. Please try searching for them.&lt;br /&gt;May I suggest we meet up on monday at 9 to discuss about the theory and progress? &lt;br /&gt;Text me if you have any ideas or can't make it on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-2603792115791287786?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/2603792115791287786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=2603792115791287786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/2603792115791287786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/2603792115791287786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-with-physics-project.html' title='The one with the Physics Project'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-6776496786486469150</id><published>2010-08-19T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T03:51:41.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with LAN</title><content type='html'>Question 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The currency Crisis of 1997 saw the value of the Ringgit crashing against the US dollar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Discuss the strategies the Government implemented to cushion the effects of the devaluation of the Ringgit and to restore the country's economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Evaluate the effectiveness of these measures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I have broken down the project into a few subtopics.&lt;br /&gt;1) What went done - Cause, effect and mechanism of the Currency Crisis of 1997&lt;br /&gt;     - Simple explanation about international currency  market and its mechanism ( Amirah )&lt;br /&gt;     - Background information on George Sorrows ( Ferlin )&lt;br /&gt;     - How George Sorrows attacked Malaysia's Currency ( Kel )&lt;br /&gt;     - Effect of a weak currency ( Kel )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The Rectification - Resolution , temptation and solution&lt;br /&gt;     - Background of IMF who offered help to Malaysia and Indonesia. ( Hui Li )&lt;br /&gt;     - What will happen if Malaysia accepted loan by IMF ( Ying Ying )&lt;br /&gt;     - Malaysia's attempt to rectify the fall in international competitiveness ( Fatin + Syalina )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The aftermath - Soaring through the fall&lt;br /&gt;     - The general accomplishment of a stabilized economy ( Rafida )&lt;br /&gt;     - Conclusion ( Jian Hao )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of these information can be obtained from google. Either search "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; George Sorrows&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaysia's Currency Crisis&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solution to Malaysia's Currency Crisis&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really can't find any information regarding your topics, do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;text me&lt;/span&gt; through the number I sent you the message with and I will try my best to feed you with information. Also, if you're clueless about your subtopic, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;text me for a general guide line&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will email a template for the powerpoint presentation to your respective emails so the factor of compatability can be eliminated. Do use the font mentioned in the template. Please save all files under 2003, not 2007 as I don't think all of us are using 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-6776496786486469150?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/6776496786486469150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=6776496786486469150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6776496786486469150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6776496786486469150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-with-lan.html' title='The one with LAN'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-7537725188209233008</id><published>2010-05-29T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:40:59.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with "Upon the Appraiser"</title><content type='html'>Upon The Appraiser&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The smell of blood, ever so arousing,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Upon my own hands, colored by the crimson red,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Drip after drip they fell upon the barren soil,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Into the muzzle of the devil waiting to be fed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There I lay, with memories flashing before me,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Incredulous to things I have done,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There I stare, with my life fading before me,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I thought it has just begun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is this the marge of my route?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I held up my head, unto the face of the assessor,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have I failed to live my life without any doubt?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Failing to achieve the goals I sought after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So damn me to hell!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With the eternal blaze of a thousand souls,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So damn me with no empathy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With each of my committed fouls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For then I shall truly lay in eternal peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30.5.2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-7537725188209233008?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/7537725188209233008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=7537725188209233008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/7537725188209233008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/7537725188209233008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-with-upon-appraiser.html' title='The one with &quot;Upon the Appraiser&quot;'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-6687759508940112475</id><published>2010-03-07T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:31:49.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the essay I wrote for SPM</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Frightening experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:Cambria;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o you believe in an euphoric world? I for one, do not. As a matter of fact, I can’t fathom how anyone can see the world as a place of peace and harmony. The world is filled with greed, violence, pain, suffering and a place where mercy is but a term created by adult to deceive their child. However, I used to be a believer. Back when I was a naïve sixteen year-old teenager, not knowing the vehement reality of the world is slowly creeping down upon me. It has been 6 years since that very event that changed my view upon the world. An event that haunted me as if of a tormented soul imploring to be released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a mediocre Saturday night, or so I thought. The night was blessed with a full moon along with an orchestra of nature in my front yard. I was completing the last of my holiday assignments on the patio. The patio had always been my favorite part of the villa. Our house was decorated with things that I didn’t even know existed before. Well, maybe there were certain benefits to have your father as an engineer and your mother as an interior designer. I walked across the yard to my sister who was taking a dip in the swimming pool. I looked at Emily and said, “Looks like someone is trying to get rid of some extra weight”. She responded to my statement with a splash of water that drenched my entire torso. That was when it had all stated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Danny, would you please wrap a towel around your sister and bring her here?” he yelled across the garage. I had a gut feeling as my father had never addressed me with my middle name. I asked Emily to stay behind and run if she hears me screaming. I took a deep breath and headed for the garage as stealthy as I could. Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me. My heart beat started to rise as sweat began pouring down my face. There was a man! He charged towards me with what looked like a pistol in his hand. I tried to dodge but his agility proved to be prominent over my own. I managed to catch only a glimpse of his face before my vision failed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When I came back into my senses, I heard my father shriek in pain as one of the intruder buried a metal bullet in his thigh. I was frightened and confused. If the intruders were after our wealth, why had they yet to run with all of our belongings? Then, I picked up my ears as one of the intruder said, “You think what you did was justice!? I had a family to feed! Do you know how the life in prison was!?” Then it all made sense, few years ago, my father had exposed a scam carried out by his partner which literally extorted an arm and a leg off the company. My father yelled back in excruciating pain “Do you think it felt good exposing you!? You were my friend, I trusted you and you betrayed me! You were using my name in your scam! You were up a blind valley! I had to do something!” My father’s response only added fuel to the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then they dragged us out to the pool side. I saw with my own eyes, how they held my father’s hair and submerged his head through the surface of the water. He scuffled to no avail. I stared. All I could do was to stare as they tried to kill him. His movements seemed more limited every second that passed. Then finally, he was bereft of his life. The intruders panicked as both my mother and sister started screaming, afraid that the noise might alarm the neighbors or the night watch. I was in a place of my own, woken up only by the two gun shots that penetrated both of my remaining family members between their eyes. I saw then running as my Emily’s lifeless body fell into the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were never caught despite various attempts by the legal department. I watched as the murderers of my family members walked out of the house of justice with a smirk on the side of their face. They were off the hook after all that they had done. I had survived the pain, survived the experience and held my head high. Today I once again look in the eyes of the devils that broke into my home 6 years ago. Today I look at them as the prosecutor with the balls in my court. Today I see fear in their eyes as they were once lust for violence. Today, a weight was released off my soul as the judge sentenced them to a life time sentence. At last, justice has been served. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Non- SPM Ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were never caught despite of my effort with the legal department. I had done things I am not proud of to survive. I had looked forward to nothing, no dream, no future, no past. Living my life aimlessly. For so long I had waited for this day, for so long I had prepared. Today is the day where I can finally put my nightmare to rest. Today I once again look in the eyes of the devils that broke into my home 6 years ago. Today I see fear in their eyes as they were once lust for violence. Today they knelt before me with their hands bounded around their back, asking for mercy. Today I point the very tool they once used to take the life of the innocents, giving them a taste of their own medicine. Today, I have my revenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-6687759508940112475?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/6687759508940112475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=6687759508940112475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6687759508940112475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6687759508940112475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-with-essay-i-wrote-for-spm.html' title='The one with the essay I wrote for SPM'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-2978174186922483183</id><published>2009-09-29T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:07:45.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the poem I wrote in Bio 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do I dare dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am but a small soul,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a dream of my far-fetched future,&lt;br /&gt;I stood in reverie as before me, my life unfold,&lt;br /&gt;Asking myself my path of travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me to walk among the ordinary,&lt;br /&gt;but I can't help but wonder, can I be more?&lt;br /&gt;Should I have failed in my choice,&lt;br /&gt;I will be but a humanity's sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, high and almighty lord,&lt;br /&gt;I dare myself to question you.&lt;br /&gt;Will it matter all which I have fought?&lt;br /&gt;If you have already lay my path through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared upon the clouds, at the rocket propelled trail,&lt;br /&gt;Is my life my own to decide?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be able to reach my self-proclaimed grail?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you bereft my dreams with a solitary tide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu,&lt;br /&gt;28.9.2009&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/7382547450325246931-2978174186922483183?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/2978174186922483183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=2978174186922483183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/2978174186922483183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/2978174186922483183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-with-poem-i-wrote-in-bio-3.html' title='The one with the poem I wrote in Bio 3'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-4921625145233178985</id><published>2009-08-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T03:51:50.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with my aspirations</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Yes, it know its smut-tish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever spend hours deciphering how something works? I have, more frequent than I would like to admit. I would spend so much time obsessing about an unsolvable enigma that I would ignore everything else. Whenever I solve a puzzle, I feel an excitement that no phrase can ever define. My interest in science began even before I could recall. However, I do vaguely remember asking my mother to read my bedtime stories from the science reference book instead of a story book. Before I further engross myself in my aspirations, I would first and foremost like to confess that I do not have a stand alone interest for any field, at given time. However, my passion for science lies upon Psychology, Neurology and Astronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;Why does these fields seem so estranged to one another? In order to answer that question, I would need to allege something about myself first. My aspiration is to be a part of the invention, innovation and exploration of unfathomed areas of human knowledge. I predict great potential for me to put my knowledge and passion into practice in the following fields. They are as if in an embryonic stage where so much can be accomplished. Psychology fascinates me in its ability to explain human behaviour, Neurology engages me in its abstruseness while Astronomy astounds me with myriad of phenomenon beyond my wildest imagination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;I would be untruthful if I admit I will settle with only one of these fields in the future. Although I have determined my future profession to be related to Astronomy, I could never lay myself off the other two fields. I designated Astronomy as my choice of profession because it is one of the most unexplored fields known to humankind, period. Did the big bang theory really created the universe as we know it today? Is there more undiscovered planet around us? Is there life beyond earth? If so, do they require the same basic requirements as we do? My body is pumped with adrenaline just by stating these questions which I know would spend a life time understanding and researching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;          My long term aspiration is to work under NASA, the world’s most advanced organization in aeronautics and space research. I want to be there, as one of the proud aeronautics engineer that created the very first space shuttle to land on planet Mars. I want to witness first hand, everything that I have ever dreamed of coming into actualization. Then, break another new boundary of space exploration after another where everything is possible. I am a simple person but with an audacity for success. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-4921625145233178985?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/4921625145233178985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=4921625145233178985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/4921625145233178985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/4921625145233178985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-with-my-aspirations.html' title='The one with my aspirations'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-5074484534037788273</id><published>2009-06-28T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:06:32.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with iGreenify</title><content type='html'>So basically, we went for this Inti college university event which was held last week and got ourselves chosen as the finalist out of 108 teams all over Malaysia. Believe me, it's not as glamorous as you might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To win this competition, we're required to carry out a campaign related to the conservation and preservation of nature which we decided to call iGreenify. We came up with an idea after a long series of contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just going to skip all the interminable details, what we are going to do is plant a flower for you around the school for a price of RM5. You will be given a complimentary badge that looks like this. Your name will also be imprinted on a stone beside the plant, to acknowledge your donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SkcgODj_NvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPeqh-_xWPc/s1600-h/iGreenify2+copy9.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SkcgODj_NvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPeqh-_xWPc/s320/iGreenify2+copy9.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352282107999631090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, as for my prosaic week, I was forced to skip many of my classes due to the campaign and our upcoming Footloose musical by the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got myself a new phone =D. Shut up, I really needed it this time. You will understand if you have seen my Samsung u-600. It's call the Samsung Jet, here's a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.samsungusanews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/samsung-jet_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.samsungusanews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/samsung-jet_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, nothing much is going on as I am currently tied down with these events. Barely even have time to socialize and study. In addition to that, our choir will also be having a performance and competition soon. Thus, forgive me if I tend to ignore your calls for this few days/weeks ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-5074484534037788273?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/5074484534037788273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=5074484534037788273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/5074484534037788273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/5074484534037788273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-with-igreenify.html' title='The one with iGreenify'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SkcgODj_NvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPeqh-_xWPc/s72-c/iGreenify2+copy9.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-836444181021284965</id><published>2009-06-24T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:47:12.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the bridge</title><content type='html'>Basically, this to a bridge from my previous post to my latter post, explaining what had happened in these few months (only things which I can remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ASEAN Scholarship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I will begin with myself. Applied for ASEAN, got into the selection, went for selection, waiting for reply. The math was pretty hard, most of the candidates left at least half of the paper empty including me. The sad part was I was sure that I can answer all of it but I was stupid to held in my pee. My hypothalamus was signalling my body so bad that I think my bladder was about to burst. Now, I know it's stupid but they said we can't pee! I was desperate enough to ask after a while which granted me with a answer that saved my bladder from the brink of explosion. Anyway, when I came back from the toilet and had the proper mental capability to sit for the exam, the examiner announced "Time's up you suckers!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was not too bad, the only challange was to write a 350 words essay in about 30 minutes which I did with 600 words. The title which I had chosen was "Should the excellence be based solely on academic only".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Knowledge (IQ) was a surprise for me. It was so freaking easy! Maybe it's because I had completed similar questions beforehand. I really want the scholarship but we all know the result.. Still, no harm hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Icare/Ichallenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ( Carmen, Hsien Wei, Aiman and I) recently qualify ourselves as one of the 9 finalist chosen out of 108 teams througout Malaysia. Currently working on the campaign (iGreenify) which we are suppose to be carring out. I will elaborate more about it in our next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our choir, we won the district level competition. Lost the state level, 4th place, period.&lt;br /&gt;I would say it was most probably our lack of capability as a leader that led to the downfall.&lt;br /&gt;Though now we need to look ahead for the Subang Parade Competition and our musical.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to step down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choral Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the economical downfall, the location of the festival had been changed from KLPAC to our school. Had quite a lot of fun though I only attended 3 out of the 5 days it was hosted. Took lots of pictures with students from all over Malaysia and a choir from the Philippines. Too bad we were forced to clean up after the event because it was held in our school but we're willing to do it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As to sum up this chapter, I am back =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-836444181021284965?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/836444181021284965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=836444181021284965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/836444181021284965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/836444181021284965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-with-bridge.html' title='The one with the bridge'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-1664204129229737356</id><published>2008-12-22T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:20:25.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the Jenesys Program</title><content type='html'>Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of this program began in the Japan Airline's airplane. Its a 7 hours journey to Japan and not getting the window-side seat is not making it easier. It was cool though, since you get this tiny tv-box like thing that enables you to watch movie and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCXcw7n7cI/AAAAAAAAADY/IYa82aovw1g/s1600-h/PC030118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCXcw7n7cI/AAAAAAAAADY/IYa82aovw1g/s320/PC030118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282888883332705730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCXci6xE3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pqBFZwqrQyk/s1600-h/PC030117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCXci6xE3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pqBFZwqrQyk/s320/PC030117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282888879571014514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture taken after we went through the custom officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCaPTvNeWI/AAAAAAAAADg/RIJo39hcCCo/s1600-h/PC030133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCaPTvNeWI/AAAAAAAAADg/RIJo39hcCCo/s320/PC030133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282891950692596066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysia group F!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we reach the hotel, we were given our (5000 yen) from the Japanese Government. Then a "Hygiene + Sex talk" was given by the volunteers. It was funny since they can't really speak English. After that, we went to a vegetarian restaurant to take our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCbG7WPjzI/AAAAAAAAADo/99wF422evsA/s1600-h/PC030155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCbG7WPjzI/AAAAAAAAADo/99wF422evsA/s320/PC030155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282892906218098482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks kinda sad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyhow, we went for our sight seeing trip after that. The Narita-san temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCdVfj1LiI/AAAAAAAAADw/v7_OhHAKjec/s320/PC030198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is some sort of star formation.. mine's the muscular one so figure it out yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 201px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCdVh500HI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h_c2OvByuc4/s320/PC030199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 199px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCdV4P89gI/AAAAAAAAAEA/B2Sn7oAlg0c/s320/PC030200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of this pictures took more than 10 minutes to be taken due to the amount of cameras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCdWQMx8CI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UqCMzWz6Byc/s320/PC030210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so into photo taking that we got lost.. the first thing we did was well, take more photos. We finally found our tour guide at the main entrance and then we went back to the Narita Hotel and were given our rooms. I then met my 2 roommates Shayir and Azeem from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCfyR6AUQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xXYf-oPxIdM/s1600-h/PC050038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCfyR6AUQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xXYf-oPxIdM/s320/PC050038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282898049054560514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7382547450325246931-1664204129229737356?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/1664204129229737356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=1664204129229737356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/1664204129229737356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/1664204129229737356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-jenesys-program.html' title='The one with the Jenesys Program'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SVCXcw7n7cI/AAAAAAAAADY/IYa82aovw1g/s72-c/PC030118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-874615593905426602</id><published>2008-12-03T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:53:37.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is the day.. I woke up early in the morning and left for Jenesys 2008's morning orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC12kkAmI/AAAAAAAAACk/CoEw53IZV0Y/s1600-h/PC020009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC12kkAmI/AAAAAAAAACk/CoEw53IZV0Y/s320/PC020009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275477506460484194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what hotel this is.. but yea this is the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After I register, I found my self a seat and it wasn't easy.. Can't imagine what is it like over there? Here's a pic from my dad's hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC1GZplCI/AAAAAAAAACM/uaO67oKhH80/s1600-h/03122008029.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/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC1GZplCI/AAAAAAAAACM/uaO67oKhH80/s320/03122008029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275477493529809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't even spot the students huh? This is mainly because all the parents stole the seat =.= There were not enough seat for all the students. I am sitting in the first seat of the second row after the middle partition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parents left, we were given a short speech then divided into our respective groups consisting of 10 students each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC2BZ_3uI/AAAAAAAAACs/0jUpx9WRd0s/s1600-h/PC020017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC2BZ_3uI/AAAAAAAAACs/0jUpx9WRd0s/s320/PC020017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275477509368962786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People who are in my group. This picture is taken unintentionally.. didn't even realize the camera was on until the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZELw517zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/C7fQ5D2J5M8/s1600-h/PC020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZELw517zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/C7fQ5D2J5M8/s320/PC020019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275478982407876402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half an hour later, we gathered into mass to conduct a group ice breaking session. The girl to the left in this picture is Su Yin ( yes Jien, Su Yin ). We then had lunch and done some other crap which is not worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC1WQedyI/AAAAAAAAACU/D0mKOFIAUj4/s1600-h/03122008032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC1WQedyI/AAAAAAAAACU/D0mKOFIAUj4/s320/03122008032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275477497786300194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of the 60 students who are chosen over 2000+ applicants from all over Malaysia. I am in the first row, third one from the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also given information about our host family and this is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZEMUltVMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nfgVA8D2sPw/s1600-h/PC020021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZEMUltVMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nfgVA8D2sPw/s320/PC020021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275478991987102914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will be living in Negoya. The family consist of the parents (duh?), 3 brothers (one of which is my age) and a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update about what happen tonight in the airport will be done when I get back. If I die.. tell everybody that I will taunt them everynight ;)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-874615593905426602?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/874615593905426602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=874615593905426602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/874615593905426602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/874615593905426602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-orientation.html' title='The one with the orientation'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STZC12kkAmI/AAAAAAAAACk/CoEw53IZV0Y/s72-c/PC020009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-8310236193499584567</id><published>2008-12-02T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:37:37.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the anxiety (one day before departure)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyone know what are you suppose to do when you face an anxiety attack? Well, especially for this kind of 2-weeks-japan-scholarship-thing that I am going for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up kinda late so our breakfast plan became branch, as normal.&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/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZDZyJUI/AAAAAAAAABc/qZlA-Xdyw1s/s1600-h/SPM_A0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZDZyJUI/AAAAAAAAABc/qZlA-Xdyw1s/s320/SPM_A0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197735735272770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the tv, if you pay enough attention.. You will see a naked beowolf on the screen. The subtitle says " Aku punya besar". Pirated dvd subtitles ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZSsbrGI/AAAAAAAAABk/53Qun8OCefo/s1600-h/SPM_A0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZSsbrGI/AAAAAAAAABk/53Qun8OCefo/s320/SPM_A0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197739840023650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's some lifeless people reading the newspaper. Knowledge seeker eh? YA RITE! Alex was reading the comics and Jien (sepet) was reading about a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much to do so I remodeled my room. Contacted my sis who is currently staying in singapore to ask her permission to remove her bed from our room.. quote Anngee&lt;br /&gt;"WTF, GO FUCK YOURSELF!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZj3tuSI/AAAAAAAAABs/0w2sci5Cl4U/s1600-h/PC012035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZj3tuSI/AAAAAAAAABs/0w2sci5Cl4U/s320/PC012035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197744450746658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A full view of my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZ7ZHC6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/crnWY_ozypQ/s1600-h/PC012036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZ7ZHC6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/crnWY_ozypQ/s320/PC012036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197750764833698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The prime zone of my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEaWn20UI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iY-vM8mibTo/s1600-h/PC012038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEaWn20UI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iY-vM8mibTo/s320/PC012038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197758074442050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My workstation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVHPfsFNKI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZfGb2yrQi10/s1600-h/PC012039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVHPfsFNKI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZfGb2yrQi10/s320/PC012039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275200870064403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ROCKING ZONE! though i suck at all those instruments.&lt;br /&gt;btw, notice how I am only showing one side of my room?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I threw everything to the other side =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-8310236193499584567?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/8310236193499584567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=8310236193499584567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/8310236193499584567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/8310236193499584567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-anxiety-one-day-before.html' title='The one with the anxiety (one day before departure)'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STVEZDZyJUI/AAAAAAAAABc/qZlA-Xdyw1s/s72-c/SPM_A0078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-6235255998719408746</id><published>2008-12-01T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:36:51.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the shopping spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 1 utama epidsode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jien Hooi, Lex and I went to 1utama since lex's mom invited us. Our primary aim is non other than stalking hot girls.. but! "note to self" THERE ARE NO HOT GIRLS IN 1U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After agreeing that it is a futile effort to continue searching, we went to the cinema and decided to watch Madagascar 2. We had an hour to spare before the movie starts. I took the opportunity to shorten my to-get-list for my japan-scholarship-trip-thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STToFVAcwMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J_tvD8dCZDs/s1600-h/PC012015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STToFVAcwMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J_tvD8dCZDs/s320/PC012015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275096241793712322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this necklace for fun, don't judge me! It's freaking cool! Combination of a cool looking pendant and a kaleidoscope.&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTrF4CZB0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/18DCz5zFaYg/s1600-h/PC012030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTrF4CZB0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/18DCz5zFaYg/s320/PC012030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275099549731981122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds after we left the shop, I got ambushed by an old bhuddist lady.. She gave me this and asked me to donate some money and guess what? The minimum amount is RM10! I'm bad at turning down old ladies =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Madagascar 2 sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sunway Piramid Episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The following day, my parents were nice enough to bring me to Sunway in order to buy more clothes for my trip. It was undeniably fun since it is rare that my parents do not object when I buy expensive clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTtJfU06-I/AAAAAAAAABE/VWhwNu1rC7k/s1600-h/PC012016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTtJfU06-I/AAAAAAAAABE/VWhwNu1rC7k/s320/PC012016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275101810841152482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ended up with this RM200++ Levis jeans and few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTwg7HBxZI/AAAAAAAAABU/DUS96q1DPdw/s1600-h/PC012032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTwg7HBxZI/AAAAAAAAABU/DUS96q1DPdw/s320/PC012032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275105511971341714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to con them into buying me a new pair of earphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTwgQZm13I/AAAAAAAAABM/pUkYSS8UI_g/s1600-h/PC012031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTwgQZm13I/AAAAAAAAABM/pUkYSS8UI_g/s320/PC012031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275105500506543986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of my last earphone.. attacked by my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STTwg7HBxZI/AAAAAAAAABU/DUS96q1DPdw/s1600-h/PC012032.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382547450325246931-6235255998719408746?l=kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/feeds/6235255998719408746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382547450325246931&amp;postID=6235255998719408746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6235255998719408746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382547450325246931/posts/default/6235255998719408746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kel-imnotshort.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-with-shopping-spree.html' title='The one with the shopping spree'/><author><name>Kelvin Hoo Kai Fu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/SyX4DGAIMWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sbYDBhp4ioY/S220/Picture0006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STToFVAcwMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J_tvD8dCZDs/s72-c/PC012015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382547450325246931.post-1265542111576947361</id><published>2008-12-01T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:02:01.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Undang lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p/s: by tagging, i meant linking&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after being infected with severe boredem-titis I have decided to be gay and create a blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am quite lazy right now so I shall just start with my driving theory lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that before you are allow to take the undang exam, you will need to sit in for a 5 hours long lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQh524hDGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DP-OZ1eM8N4/s1600-h/P6240122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQh524hDGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DP-OZ1eM8N4/s320/P6240122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274878341426515042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the classroom. Don't be fooled by the appearance, its actually an airconded shipping container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khai Cheng and I went together. We signed for the english class and an english speaker we did get *sarcasm* . I am not being mean.. but i think he's gay. He's quite a plump man in his late 50's. Quote one of his many lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay man : I use a BMW hit your Kancil ahh.., your kancil already small oh, now it become small small oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this very day, I found another one of my many genetic defects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unable to give thumb pri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nt-titis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQlqRyIYFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ij2ehsQxcNg/s1600-h/thumb+scanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQlqRyIYFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ij2ehsQxcNg/s320/thumb+scanner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274882471816093778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we call a thumb scanner. It is now my number 1 rated worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The discovery is first made in the Damansara-driving-theory-place. It took me not less than 10 tries to get the scanner to recognize my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Undang exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 week later, both Khai Cheng and I decided it's time to take the undang exam. Not because we are ready but because we can't find another suitable date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQo1lwFsTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qv1ORD6gOM8/s1600-h/PC012025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQo1lwFsTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qv1ORD6gOM8/s320/PC012025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274885964689682738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before the exam, both Khai Cheng and I were doing the sample undang questions. I was showing off because I got higher than her in the trials but ironically, she passed the exam and I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQqGWr5XOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9Q0kH_BvjxM/s1600-h/PC012024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQqGWr5XOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9Q0kH_BvjxM/s320/PC012024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274887352214969570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fyi, it says Jumlah markan 40/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Markah lulus 42/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what happen in the exam room . There were 4 person in the room including Khai Cheng and I, 2 of them left early. I reading the question.. suddenly, Khai Cheng : Eh Kel, which of this is under the act of road 1988? Anyhow, she pass with 42/50 and I failed. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I faced problems with the thumb scanning thing. Took me 20+ attempts this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The second attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I was devastated and I practiced the whole day. By practising the whole day, I meant sleeping and playing computer games. My hardwork payed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQtCZFZxtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A5rsmgh63GY/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3pI-dulXj2w/STQtCZFZxtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/A5rsmgh63GY/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274890582674228946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Italic" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Italic" class="gl_italic" border="0" /&gt;As you can see for yourself. 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