<?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-3571464441706738779</id><updated>2012-01-21T17:33:28.330Z</updated><category term='Wallpapers...'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='easter'/><title type='text'>The Chindians..</title><subtitle type='html'>Keeping friends together =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-6904439173081025403</id><published>2011-12-29T08:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:06:43.598Z</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt;If there's something I've learned, it's that I cannot possibly do it on my own. My brain is too dumb, my future self too lazy, my ambitions reckless, my heart scattered, my aspirations terrifically whimsical. I can only &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; do it with the help of thousands of countless others, and when I'm feeling inspired, I enlist people to help me with accountability, with coaching, with teaching, with learning. I've had hundreds of coaches, mentors, advisers, teachers, leaders, and accountability partners. That's the only way I have found to drag my monkey brain and lazy arse through the muck and tumble that is life--and end up somewhere that I'm somewhat happy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt;Suresh&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/3571464441706738779-6904439173081025403?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6904439173081025403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6904439173081025403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6904439173081025403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6904439173081025403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2011/12/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-6522129867486324433</id><published>2010-12-20T03:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T03:24:22.776Z</updated><title type='text'>Survivor BIAS</title><content type='html'>How Seeking Out Failure Can Lead to Your Success by Dave Lavinsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a very interesting blog post the other day about "survivor bias," an important statistical principle that could greatly affect your future success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief, survivor bias occurs when an analysis excludes information since that information no longer exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you an example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English forces, during World War II, sent planes each day to bomb the Germans. As you might expect, several of these planes were shot down. And, the ones that did come back typically returned with multiple bullet holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the English obviously wanted to maximize the chances of its planes and soldiers returning home. So English engineers studied the planes that returned. In doing so, they found patterns among the bullet holes. Specifically they found lots of holes on the wings and tail of the plan, but few in the cockpit or fuel tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, the English added armored plating to the wings and tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have already concluded, this was the wrong thing to do. The better decision would have been to add armored plating to the cockpit and fuel tanks. For, the planes that were shot in those places were the planes that were shot down and never returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English engineers' analysis missed this data because these were the planes that they were unable to examine. This is "survivor bias"-- their inability to include this critical data in their analysis since it was unavailable or didn't "survive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does this matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters because as you start and/or grow your businesses, you will have to hire service providers and staff. And naturally, you will want to hire those with a track record of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when you hire staff who have only worked at successful companies, you may fall victim to survivor bias. That is, they have not learned many of the lessons that individuals and companies learn when they fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, when you hire a service provider that claims that every one of their clients has been successful, maybe they haven't learned from client failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that you learn more from failure than from success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While that can be debated, from personal experience I can say that I've learned a ton from both failure and success. From successes, I have learned principles and formulas that worked. The ones I strive to replicate on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from failures, I have learned things to avoid. I have learned flaws in my thinking. But importantly, many of my successes have come out of failure. From tinkering ideas and plans that weren't quite working. And making them work. And, these new ideas would never have come to me had I not failed first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, clearly my advice is not to hire failures or those with a habit of failure. But, likewise, it's not to hire staff or service providers who claim to always succeed. Since a balance between success and failure often provides that winning combination of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you are interviewing a key hire or service provider, make sure to ask about their failures. Ask about tasks and jobs that they or their companies failed at. And find out what they learned from that failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally they are the types of candidates that learned a lot from their failures and were able to overcome them. This is because the vast majority of growing companies fail at things over and over again. It is their ability to constantly modify and improve their businesses that enables them to excel. Surround yourself with people that have this ability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source - http://www.growthink.com/content/breakthrough-business-idea-generator&amp;src=n0FBNBSQ-d1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6522129867486324433?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6522129867486324433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6522129867486324433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6522129867486324433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6522129867486324433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2010/12/survivor-bias.html' title='Survivor BIAS'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-8139278266100784572</id><published>2010-05-03T20:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:28:15.102Z</updated><title type='text'>A WAY OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>"Listen to the Exhortation of the Dawn!&lt;br /&gt; Look to this Day!&lt;br /&gt; For it is Life, the very Life of Life.&lt;br /&gt; In its brief Course lie all the&lt;br /&gt; Varieties and Realities of your Existance:&lt;br /&gt; The Bliss of Growth,&lt;br /&gt; The Glory of Action,&lt;br /&gt; The Splendor of Beauty;&lt;br /&gt; For Yesterday is but a Dream&lt;br /&gt; And Tomorrow is only a Vision;&lt;br /&gt; But Today well lived makes&lt;br /&gt; Every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness&lt;br /&gt; And every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.&lt;br /&gt; Look well therefore to this Day!&lt;br /&gt; Such is the Salutation of the Dawn!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote by Kalidasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8139278266100784572?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/8139278266100784572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=8139278266100784572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8139278266100784572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8139278266100784572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2010/05/way-of-life.html' title='A WAY OF LIFE'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-1040337871926106693</id><published>2010-04-24T21:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:38:59.449Z</updated><title type='text'>Father Forgets</title><content type='html'>Listen, son:&lt;br /&gt;I am saying this as you lie asleep,&lt;br /&gt;one little paw crumpled under your cheek and&lt;br /&gt;the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead.&lt;br /&gt;I have stolen into your room alone.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few minutes ago,&lt;br /&gt;as I sat reading my paper in the library,&lt;br /&gt;a stifling wave of remorse swept over me.&lt;br /&gt;Guiltily I came to your bedside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are the things I was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;son: I had been cross to you.&lt;br /&gt;I scolded you as you were dressing for school&lt;br /&gt;because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel.&lt;br /&gt;I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I called out angrily&lt;br /&gt;when you threw some of your things on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At breakfast I found fault, too.&lt;br /&gt;You spilled things.&lt;br /&gt;You gulped down your food.&lt;br /&gt;You put your elbows on the table.&lt;br /&gt;You spread butter too thick on your bread.&lt;br /&gt;And as you started off to play&lt;br /&gt;and I made for my train,&lt;br /&gt;you turned and waved a hand&lt;br /&gt;and called, 'Goodbye, Daddy!'&lt;br /&gt;and I frowned, and said in reply,&lt;br /&gt;'Hold your shoulders back!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it began all over again in the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;As I came up the road I spied you,&lt;br /&gt;down on your knees, playing marbles.&lt;br /&gt;There were holes in your stockings.&lt;br /&gt;I humiliated you before your boyfriends&lt;br /&gt;by marching you ahead of me to the house.&lt;br /&gt;Stockings were expensive -&lt;br /&gt;and if you had to buy them you would be more careful!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that, son, from a father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember,&lt;br /&gt;later, when I was reading in the library,&lt;br /&gt;how you came in timidly,&lt;br /&gt;with a sort of hurt look in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;When I glanced up over my paper,&lt;br /&gt;impatient at the interruption,&lt;br /&gt;you hesitated at the door.&lt;br /&gt;'What is it you want?' I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;You said nothing,&lt;br /&gt;but ran across in one tempestuous plunge,&lt;br /&gt;and threw your arms around my neck&lt;br /&gt;and kissed me,&lt;br /&gt;and your small arms tightened&lt;br /&gt;with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart&lt;br /&gt;and which even neglect could not wither.&lt;br /&gt;And then you were gone,&lt;br /&gt;pattering up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, son,&lt;br /&gt;it was shortly afterwards&lt;br /&gt;that my paper slipped from my hands&lt;br /&gt;and a terrible sickening fear came over me.&lt;br /&gt;What has habit been doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding&lt;br /&gt;- this was my reward to you for being a boy.&lt;br /&gt;It was not that I did not love you;&lt;br /&gt;it was that I expected too much of youth.&lt;br /&gt;I was measuring you&lt;br /&gt;by the yardstick of my own years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was so much that was good and fine&lt;br /&gt;and true in your character.&lt;br /&gt;The little heart of you&lt;br /&gt;was as big as the dawn itself&lt;br /&gt;over the wide hills.&lt;br /&gt;This was shown by your spontaneous impulse&lt;br /&gt;to rush in and kiss me good night.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters tonight, son.&lt;br /&gt;I have come to your bedside in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;and I have knelt there, ashamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a feeble atonement;&lt;br /&gt;I know you would not understand these things&lt;br /&gt;if I told them to you during your waking hours.&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I will be a real daddy!&lt;br /&gt;I will chum with you,&lt;br /&gt;and suffer when you suffer,&lt;br /&gt;and laugh when you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I will bite my tongue&lt;br /&gt;when impatient words come.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep saying as if it were a ritual:&lt;br /&gt;'He is nothing but a boy - a little boy!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid I have visualized you as a man.&lt;br /&gt;Yet as I see you now, son,&lt;br /&gt;crumpled and weary in your cot,&lt;br /&gt;I see that you are still a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you were in your mother's arms,&lt;br /&gt;your head on her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I have asked too much, too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- W. Livingston Larned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1040337871926106693?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1040337871926106693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1040337871926106693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1040337871926106693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1040337871926106693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2010/04/father-forgets.html' title='Father Forgets'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-5790607623067218862</id><published>2010-04-19T02:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:52:49.541Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wallpapers...'/><title type='text'>GOOD VIBRATIONS</title><content type='html'>I was bored and sleepy and so thought I'd design a poster for my wall... Anyways I decided to post it up here as well, so we dont lose ourselves along the way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/S8vFA6Z0tAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/edMVL73amMI/s1600/GOOD+VIBRATIONS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/S8vFA6Z0tAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/edMVL73amMI/s400/GOOD+VIBRATIONS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461675592585098242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5790607623067218862?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5790607623067218862/comments/default' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/S8vFA6Z0tAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/edMVL73amMI/s72-c/GOOD+VIBRATIONS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7027960568924531994</id><published>2010-01-25T17:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:49:53.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Today is a gift</title><content type='html'>Many people will walk in and out of your life,&lt;br /&gt;But only true friends will leave footprints on your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To handle yourself, use your head;&lt;br /&gt;To handle others, use your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger is only one letter short of danger.&lt;br /&gt;If someone betrays you once, it is his fault;&lt;br /&gt;If he betrays you twice, it is your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great minds discuss ideas;&lt;br /&gt;Average minds discuss events;&lt;br /&gt;Small minds discuss people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who loses money, loses much;&lt;br /&gt;He who loses a friend, loses much more;&lt;br /&gt;He who loses faith, loses all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful young people are accidents of nature,&lt;br /&gt;But beautiful old people are works of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from the mistakes of others,&lt;br /&gt;You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no beginning or end,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift, that's why they call it the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anna Eleanor Roosevelt]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7027960568924531994?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7027960568924531994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-4281726535729701864</id><published>2010-01-22T11:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:20:12.257Z</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost</title><content type='html'>Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that, the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;two roads diverged in a wood, and I --&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4281726535729701864?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4281726535729701864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4281726535729701864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4281726535729701864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4281726535729701864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2010/01/road-not-taken-by-robert-frost.html' title='The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-654597380692046688</id><published>2009-11-05T21:07:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:20:24.780Z</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of The Human Brain (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>In January 2008, I blogged about the power of the human brain. I ended that by saying we acknowledge that there is more to the matter but I sort of left it hanging. Anyways, I am going to continue that the topic about the human brain. First of all there a few things to understand.  We are a huge form of energy. Now I know how this can be a little hard to understand, but bear with me. Let’s break it down. We accept the fact that we are all made of matter.  (Organs &gt; Tissues &gt; Cells &gt; and eventually atoms.) But try going deeper into these atoms and you’ll find out that it is basically energy hence that’s how I came up with the conclusion that we are a huge form of energy. We know energy is all around us. It has been there from the beginning changing from one form to another form. (Energy cannot be created nor destroyed). Using this simple idea we go into a broader topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now going to say that we are connected to everything there is in the universe. If we are a huge form of energy and energy is all around us, it simply means we are related in one way or another.  This is what quantum physicist are actually saying. That every thought has a frequency and this is a direct link between the human brain and the universe.   More simply known as the LAW OF ATTRACTION.  This law is said to be one of the natural laws of the universe.  For example, you attract to you what you think about and this is regardless of whether it’s a good thought or a bad thought.  Similar to gravity, if a person jumps down a tall building, he is going to die and that is regardless of whether he’s a good guy or a bad guy. Thought = creation. If these thoughts are attached to powerful emotions (good or bad) that speeds the creation. You attract your most dominant thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, people tend to think about what they don't want and attract more of the same. Most people I talk to say, ‘No Suresh, everything just happens, it maybe luck, being at the right place at the right time e.t.c.’ But nope, this is not wishful thinking. You are the masterpiece of your life. Everything that has happened in your life to this day, you attracted. You may not realise it but it’s true. But that is what you need to realise. You can change it. Just like that, you can change it. You see, whatever you are now is the result of your previous thoughts, it’s the result of what you attracted before and if that makes you happy then by all means good for you, but that’s never the case. Every one of us has problems. One simple way of overlooking these problems is to look at the big picture. Below I have shown in the form of a graph of SUCCESS against AGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SvM_lBMJ5FI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3qMsoVG6pk8/s1600-h/success+curve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SvM_lBMJ5FI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3qMsoVG6pk8/s400/success+curve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400730283354481746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s this extrapolation that most people have problems with.  There is no hard proof because it hasn’t happened. We are brought up in a society that says you have to see something to believe it. And yes we see success, most of the time in others and we get inspired but there is always that voice at the back of your mind saying ‘Maybe he was lucky’ or ‘I don’t think that can happen to me’. The most important thing for you to see is, that extrapolation line of your life. Too many people focus on that small offset in the magnified section. Look at the BIG PICTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go back to the graph above. That extrapolation is always the hardest thing to do, but try to look at it this way. Look at the picture below. You being the driver only see so much ahead of you. But if you’re making a trip at night say from Bandar Seri Begawan to Kuching. That light shone in front of you is enough to bring you to your destination. You do not see the whole road. But you know you have a destination to reach and you let the road unfold in front of you. That’s our job. Don’t focus so much on how you’re going to get or achieve what you want (off course hard work is vital) but focus on what you want. As simple as that. If you read biography of successful people. 90 percent of them had no clue how they were going to be successful. But they just saw themselves successful (The remaining 10percent were born rich)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SvNAIIastsI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qIasxdjLqSg/s1600-h/car+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SvNAIIastsI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qIasxdjLqSg/s400/car+light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400730886589953730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good way to help motivate yourself is to have a vision board. I made one and used it as my wallpaper on my computer screen. Cut pictures out and stick it on this board. If you want to be rich, stick an empty cheque and write whatever the amount of money you want. If you want to drive the car you dream about. Stick that car on the board. You get the general idea. Be realistic but at the same time don’t be afraid to think big. Look at this board everyday and close your eyes and imagine that you have already received what you want. I know it’s hard initially but once you get the hang of it, daimm you’re going to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might have your doubts. I was one of them.  But do you know an experiment was done. A group of Olympic runners were wired up in a lab and connected to computers all in a seated position. They were told to run the Olympic race in their mind. And you know what the results showed? Each and every muscle that would work in the actual race was working while they were sitting in their seats as if they were running the actual race. This is the whole idea. The body can’t tell that you are sitting down. As far as the body is concerned, you think it, it does it.  And at the end of the day what have you got to lose? Nothing, it’s harmless to think good things for yourself and best of all, it’s free. I am everything I wanted to be. I am where I wanted to be in my career, I have achieved whatever my goals were financially, I am already married, I am already a father, I am already enjoying going around the whole world after my retirement. I am all this things. I am everything I wanted to be in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all go through rough times, and we need this sometimes because we as individuals get stronger from these situations. But more often we tend to be negative in our thought. That is just the way you sculpted yourself. Change it. Negative thoughts = negative energy and you don’t want to emit negative energy. 1) You’re only hurting yourself. 2) You slowly tend to repel people from you. Change negativity easily. If you’re in a bad mood, do something you love. For me, I love listening to country music while playing my car games. You don’t even realise you were in a bad mood. Or sometimes I could just talk to someone. It’s that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember... DREAMS WERE MADE TO COME TRUE. Make your own vision board and be full of GRATITUDE. BUT MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL, REMEMBER TO SHOWER YOURSELF WITH COMPLIMENTS!  oh and if you have the chance, buy the book 'The Secret' or you could even buy the video. You'd understand everything to a greater depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURESH :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-654597380692046688?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/654597380692046688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=654597380692046688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/654597380692046688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/654597380692046688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-january-2008-i-blogged-about-power.html' title='The Power Of The Human Brain (Part 2)'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SvM_lBMJ5FI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3qMsoVG6pk8/s72-c/success+curve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-3452440022452969568</id><published>2009-04-27T16:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:49:21.788Z</updated><title type='text'>Easter...</title><content type='html'>My family came to the UK during Easter this year and it was nice to see them after nearly 8months. We had a great time. Drove all around the UK, before going to Amsterdam for 3 days.  Amsterdam with family? You may ask.  Hmm, it was really fun actually. We visited all the family oriented areas. A pottery factory, the flower gardens, a cheese factory, a clog factory, the Rijks museum (home to the famous painting by Rembrandt ‘The night watch’ and a diamond cutting factory. The highlight of the Amsterdam trip has got to be on the second night. You see my dad has always had this dream of going on a canal cruise ride in Amsterdam with his whole family to have cheese and wine.  (Don’t ask me why but yea.) Anyways, the man goes and books a canal cruise called the ‘lovers candlelight cruise’.  That was the beginning to a very long night. So we went there that night and saw that we were surrounded by couples, which was kind of embarrassing, Naveen and me were even considering going as a gay couple just to be a little less embarrassed. But as the cruise started we got used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the cruise was that the boat would stop in the red light district and we will have a look around. Since the beginning of the trip, I had already been feeling very uncomfortable with going to the area. My mom and sis were so adamant saying they need to go and see the place. So we walked thru the streets. Naveen and I decided to walk behind the crowd far away from mom and dad. It proved to be the worst decision we ever made. Suddenly my mom goes “SURESH! SURESH! Did you see that?? There there on your right... The girl in the window!!!  And before I could say anything. SURESH. Look here on the left. OMG, THEY look sooo YOUNG!! , this is so sad..........” And she went on and on. Of cause by this time everyone had been looking at her and me as well. I had to go to her and say. “Ma!! Stop screaming... I am a guy, my face is pointed straight, but my eyes are looking left and right and if you being a woman can notice so many things, imagine what I can notice.“  so, we continued walking and passed by this window with this hot chick with a thong showing her ass outwards. And suddenly out of nowhere I feel an arm around my shoulder. It was my dad and he goes “So Suresh? What do you think? Not bad aye..?”  I was quite shocked by this and all I could do was smile. (sigh) haha.. Okay so, it wasn’t that long a night but the cruise itself took 4 hours plus the walk.  All in all, it was a good trip and it was my first time to Europe (minus UK)so it was memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it’s that time of year for us Uni students where exam and assignment due dates are getting nearer. I wanna wish everyone good luck in their finals and also, keep a positive mind.  Remember, it’s all in the mind.  Positive thinking is not the right way. Positive Affirmative thinking is the right way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close friend told me the song below helps calm her down and asked me to listen to it, and it does work for me as well. Let’s hope it can help you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hn4wDs4ES74&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/hn4wDs4ES74&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3452440022452969568?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3452440022452969568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3452440022452969568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3452440022452969568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3452440022452969568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-family-came-to-uk-during-easter-this.html' title='Easter...'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-4042888773437681683</id><published>2009-04-12T22:57:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:57:07.838Z</updated><title type='text'>THE MOST RELAXING WEEKS OF MY LIFE!</title><content type='html'>It's been three weeks I've done absolutely nothin at all. It's now the third week of holiday but i've had three weeks off already, having skipped the entire last week of spring term! I'm as lazy as f**k! Please motivate me to get some work done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the occasional pool/heavy dinner/park/nottingham and etc etc sessions with shuv, shuyee and syaheir, the main highlight of my Easter break has got to be the Malaga trip! Here are some of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60y3-C7I/AAAAAAAAApU/lhTIB8CeVMo/s1600-h/P1150523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60y3-C7I/AAAAAAAAApU/lhTIB8CeVMo/s320/P1150523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323952756933659570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAGA - A PORT CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7msAySLI/AAAAAAAAAqM/kkPeR5g0-Vo/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7msAySLI/AAAAAAAAAqM/kkPeR5g0-Vo/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953614085048498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHU YEE - OUR ESPANYA TRANSLATOR. Malagaians dun speak a lot of English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60w_f18I/AAAAAAAAApM/X5iJGUaFFZI/s1600-h/P1150577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60w_f18I/AAAAAAAAApM/X5iJGUaFFZI/s320/P1150577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323952756428363714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHU YEE STRIKING A POSE. PRESENTING HER IS SHUV, my all-too-setttled girlfriend~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60tjZWgI/AAAAAAAAApE/FRXLJqHP4O8/s1600-h/P1150520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60tjZWgI/AAAAAAAAApE/FRXLJqHP4O8/s320/P1150520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323952755505191426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BULL RING. ONE OF THE LANDMARKS IN THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60aqHuoI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ref6v0M0LWo/s1600-h/P1150481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60aqHuoI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ref6v0M0LWo/s320/P1150481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323952750433122946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TOO SISTERS IN THE GARDENS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ8uA3pTvI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_gKHoWoXBVU/s1600-h/P1150647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ8uA3pTvI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_gKHoWoXBVU/s320/P1150647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323954839454568178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHU YEE TOO AND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60b5-xCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/icXIZ26FalQ/s1600-h/P1150475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60b5-xCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/icXIZ26FalQ/s320/P1150475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323952750768079906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LITTLE BIT MORE OF MALAGA CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VnegWAI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yeR0pz78dFQ/s1600-h/P1150733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VnegWAI/AAAAAAAAAp8/yeR0pz78dFQ/s320/P1150733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953320809748482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL PIMPI - A VERY FAMOUS BAR IN THE CITY. THE MALAGA WINE IS GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VVjRk2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/r4BjgwABBZg/s1600-h/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VVjRk2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/r4BjgwABBZg/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953315997913954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS THE HOLY WEEK. THERE WERE PARADES ALL OVER THE PLACE. I THINK THEY DRESS UP STRANGE~ hehe oh no i have sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VC1XaXI/AAAAAAAAAps/Vy2Ws711FA8/s1600-h/P1150636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VC1XaXI/AAAAAAAAAps/Vy2Ws711FA8/s320/P1150636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953310973520242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MALAGA CATHEDERAL. THERE HAS TO BE ONE IN EVERY EUROPEAN CITIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VJmBUWI/AAAAAAAAApk/ICJeP6Yl48s/s1600-h/P1150711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7VJmBUWI/AAAAAAAAApk/ICJeP6Yl48s/s320/P1150711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953312788205922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7U8RERpI/AAAAAAAAApc/75CTDX5sr4U/s1600-h/P1150614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7U8RERpI/AAAAAAAAApc/75CTDX5sr4U/s320/P1150614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953309210658450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7moegTEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/y-O4w50GerA/s1600-h/P1150527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ7moegTEI/AAAAAAAAAqE/y-O4w50GerA/s320/P1150527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953613135957058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaga is well worth the visit! I can officially say Spain is my favourite country so far in europe. The people are friendly (and hot too!), the city is lively and full of festivals. The food is delish! Oh do stay in casa babylon. It's a good place to meet people and the hosts are graceful. With shisha and drinks, it really is a good chillout place to stay after a good day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4042888773437681683?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4042888773437681683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4042888773437681683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4042888773437681683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4042888773437681683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-relaxing-weeks-of-my-life.html' title='THE MOST RELAXING WEEKS OF MY LIFE!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/SeJ60y3-C7I/AAAAAAAAApU/lhTIB8CeVMo/s72-c/P1150523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-269427341269276015</id><published>2009-02-22T14:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:05:03.626Z</updated><title type='text'>UNITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rt8rEPvu810&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/rt8rEPvu810&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-269427341269276015?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/269427341269276015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=269427341269276015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/269427341269276015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/269427341269276015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2009/02/unity.html' title='UNITY'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6467901448858737390</id><published>2008-11-29T16:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:10:11.617Z</updated><title type='text'>Proud To Be Indian</title><content type='html'>They say when Adam and Eve were expelled from Eden, they were worlds apart, crying, and they say Adam cried for years and years, until he could rejoin Eve. Eve understood she could see Adam again, she opened the braids of her long long hair and braided her hair again and moved, they say the place she combed her hair was India, and that’s why India smells of heavenly spices, that’s why is the land of love, mystic beauty and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story could be just a story, but the fact is India is unique, a place where a billion people live side by side and the technology doesn’t scare the respected animals away. It’s the place where the affiliates of different religions pay respect to the graves of saints of other religions. Religion could be a cause of problem, but not like any other place in the world, you can see the followers of different religions that might seem to be contradicting, live peacefully in the same areas. It’s the place visitors from the world step into, to get blessed with the peace it emanates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts mourn with you India.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TjOa-j8E-tI&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/TjOa-j8E-tI&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6467901448858737390?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6467901448858737390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6467901448858737390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6467901448858737390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6467901448858737390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/11/proud-to-be-indian.html' title='Proud To Be Indian'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-5026720998363606119</id><published>2008-10-21T19:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:10:15.755Z</updated><title type='text'>Make the most of Life.. how ever you interpret it</title><content type='html'>I had a long day today. I got back home,  made a nice cup of milo, did some reading to prepare ahead of a risk assessment seminar for tomorrow. I then decided to call it a day and went to bed.  While listening to Mariah Carey’s ‘bye bye’ i suddenly started thinking of my grandmother. It suddenly struck me that shes gone.  I mean i knew she died but all this while even when she died i never shed a tear. I was sad.. Yes..  but i never shed a tear.  And now its October 21st.  Exactly 3 months later from the day she died. And it hit me that she’s gone and i suddenly miss her so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom’s birthday is on October 16th. In fact it was just last Thursday and while talking on the phone with her i happened to ask her.  “Ma, so who called you today?” and she replied the names of the people who had done so and then suddenly started to tear up.  I asked her what was wrong, and she said. “Every year my parents will call me and wish me 1st thing in the morning at 7am. Last year both my father and mother called me and wished me, in one year i have lost both my father and mother.” I felt so bad for her and didn't know what to say. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life really is short, my friend in Kuala Belait also lost a dear one just a few days ago. I mean yea, we always say that life’s short and that we should make the most of it. The thing is.. Are we making the most of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, personally i don't really know what making the most of it means.  I interpret it to mean, doing things to make your loved ones happy. For eg.  My mother always says  ‘love you suresh’ at the end of our phone conversations.  My exact reply would normally be ‘hmm ok, bye’ i mean i just couldn’t say it and so for me i have begun ‘making the most of it’ by starting to say ‘love you too’ back to my mom.  And i know its hard to tell through the phone. But every time i say it now i can just tell by her voice that she is so happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Three small words for a man. One giant leap for a loved one.‘  quote by me . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAkz8v__zHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAkz8v__zHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5026720998363606119?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5026720998363606119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=5026720998363606119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5026720998363606119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5026720998363606119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-most-of-life-how-ever-you.html' title='Make the most of Life.. how ever you interpret it'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6416253857964067436</id><published>2008-10-15T21:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:07:23.423Z</updated><title type='text'>mini daddy issues</title><content type='html'>My biggest regrets? Definitely not as dramatic as su! Seriously, i don’t think anyone can beat su. I mean that guy ran into troubles more than anyone of us! At one point, he was punished by having to open and close the gates continuously for 1 hour! It must have really caught the joggers in his neighborhood by surprise and much curiosity. The moral of the lesson is: Open the gate when your dad is coming home!  And to close it, DO NOT swing it close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing common between my dad and his dad is their full-time discipline enforcement at home. Our dads are nice friendly and all on the exterior. They behave like the most carefree person ever. But back home,  they are one hell of a disciplinary dad. Here’s five of my dad’s strangest set of rules for my family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Drink PLENTY of water. Everyone one of us, me, my bro and my mum must bring a bottle of water wherever we go. Everytime when i texted him just to say hi, his typical reply would be: “OK take care. Drink plenty of water.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Wash our feet when we get home. My whole family has this habit of going to the toilet every single moment we stepped into the house. “It is to keep the house to clean”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Cars must be washed and kept clean. I used to having to clean my car at least once a week. But now thanks to my super maid, she does it for me :D And the worse thing is, we had to wash it. Not just wipe it with soaked clothes. "Cos the grains of sand could actually scratch the car"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. DO NOT drink. I’m not allowed to drink any alcoholic drinks beside shandy. But he himself does it a lot. He goes to KL like goin to work at night. Well he used to. He changed in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. NO snacks. Well, not too much anyway. Seriously, I’m not allowed to have too many crackers or chocolatey biscuits or MILO! He thinks they are what the chinese say “hot”. Not good for the body. He says we could get ill or sore our throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, he’s amazing though. I learnt a hell lot from him. One day when i have a kid or kids, I’m gonna be just like him! I love dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6416253857964067436?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6416253857964067436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6416253857964067436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6416253857964067436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6416253857964067436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/10/mini-daddy-issues.html' title='mini daddy issues'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6536772355886054799</id><published>2008-10-11T19:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:19:49.922Z</updated><title type='text'>My biggest regrets.....well, at one point in my life. :D</title><content type='html'>a)  (1990, age 4)  - Calling a friend in kindergarden 1 stupid and as a result being scolded for the 1st time in my life in School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)  (1992, age 6)  - Fooling the girl i had a crush on to show me her panties in Primary 1 and she threatened to tell her parents if i didn't do her homework. I am still in contact with her now, but i don't think she reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)  (1993, age 7)  - Fooling around with the neighbors daughter and she told my mom later that day. The look my mom gave me. It still haunts me. As for the girl, they left for the UK later that year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)  (1993, age 7)  - Bought marbles with money i found in my moms handbag and her finding the bag of 100 marbles in my drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e)  (1994, age 8)  - Having sleepless nights because i didn't have the money to pay for a calligraphy pen i broke, i spent 5 days hiding out in the flats behind St Georges from 12.30pm to 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f)  (1999, age 13) - Burning a certain someone in her hands and being questioned by her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g)  (2000, age 14) - Always borrowing money in form 1,2 and 3 and not knowing how to pay back. {p.s. i paid her back} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h)  (2000, age 14) - Telling an uncle to his face to talk in Indian if he cant talk proper English. {i was known as the family "kurang ajar"}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i)  (2000, age 14) - Not being able to look at  parents for 6months in the eye after having carved 2 rectangles on my spectacle lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j)  (2006, age 20) - The moment my Prado started spinning in Subok. There was a person walking on the pavement. I saw her but managed to avoid her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did realize something though, as i grew older i tend to hurt others less, which is a good thing. :D haha.. I wrote down all this things to remind myself that though at that moment i was very very scared for the things i had done, i realized i moved on and now looking back at what i did, it all seems very funny (EXCEPT for the PRADO INCIDENT) I did learn a lesson from that though.. NEVER ever think you can make a 135 degree turn in a prado at 90kmph.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6536772355886054799?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6536772355886054799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6536772355886054799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6536772355886054799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6536772355886054799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-biggest-regretswell-at-one-point-in.html' title='My biggest regrets.....well, at one point in my life. :D'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-1641431326768485128</id><published>2008-09-13T18:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:34:34.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Being Brummie for the Day</title><content type='html'>Be prepared to read a boring blog, written by a person with zero communicative skills. =D And also one who has an attention span of a goldfish as her mind is already drifting away not wanting to blog. As she is currently being told off by a friend (of the name Ton Sigar) to keep up the pace, she will make efforts to keep readers of the Chindians occupied after a hiatus of more than two months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with Su and Ton going to bed at the crack of dawn, coinciding with Mei waking up. Whatever Shuv was up to at this point remains unknown, but we can presume that she was somewhere in Dream. To these four, the coalescence occurred in Birmingham. That being said, the blogger lied about being brummie for the day. We were obviously just dropping by the place (Sorry to state the obvious, although not really sorry at the same time). Even Ton, being a resident in Brum, isn't really a Brummie, is he? [On a side note, his day just turned upside due to a lost by Man U.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended when Shuv left for Loughborough. Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the start and day, there was never anything special. That is, of course, not to say we did not enjoy our day trip. It is out of the ordinary that the best can come out. And that best definitely came out. We had good meals, good shops, good coffee and most of all good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, the blogger truly cannot be bothered anymore. The only thing she may regret (and if she should it would not be long) is her entry deteriorated the quality the Chindians have striven for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1641431326768485128?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1641431326768485128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1641431326768485128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1641431326768485128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1641431326768485128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/09/being-brummie-for-day.html' title='Being Brummie for the Day'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-4292138561652781815</id><published>2008-06-10T03:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:26:39.285Z</updated><title type='text'>haha.. funny..</title><content type='html'>A man calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10 lb. weight loss program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, there's a knock on the door and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19 year old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought, he takes off after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles later huffing and puffing, he finally gives up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lbs. as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls the company and orders their 5-day/20 pound program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning and beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, "If you catch me you can have me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's out the door after her like a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is in excellent shape and he does his best, but no such luck. So for the next four days, the same routine happens with him gradually getting in better and better shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to his delight on the fifth day when he weighs himself, he discovers that he has lost another 20 lbs. as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day/50 pound program.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure?" asks the representative on the phone. "This is our most rigorous program."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day there's a knock at the door; and when he opens it he finds a huge muscular guy standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads, "If I catch you, you are mine!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lost 63 pounds that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4292138561652781815?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4292138561652781815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4292138561652781815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4292138561652781815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4292138561652781815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/06/haha-funny.html' title='haha.. funny..'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-3674375734174364002</id><published>2008-05-21T15:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:14:44.313Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A guy is riding the bus when at a stop, the most beautiful woman he has ever seen gets on. The only problem is that she is a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decides to approach her anyway. "Sister, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I must have sex with you." he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry but I've given my body to God." she replies and then leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the bus driver turns around to the guy and says "I know a way you can get her in the sack."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver tells the guy about how the nun goes to confessional everyday at 3 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver tells the guy his plan and the guy leaves happy knowing he's going to get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day at 3 the guy is in the booth dressed as a priest. When the nun approaches in the darkness he says "Sister, God has told me I must have sex with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replies "Well if God has said it, we must do it. However because of my strong commitment to God I will only take it up the ass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy figures this isn't a problem and proceeds to have the best sex ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it is over he whips off his outfit and says, "Surprise I'm the guy on the bus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that the nun turns around and says, "Surprise I'm the bus driver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Forgive me father for I have sinned."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "What have you done my child?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "I called a man a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Why did you call him a son of a bitch?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Because he touched my hand."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he touches her hand)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call a man a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he touched my breast."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he touched her breast)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he took off my clothes, father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he takes off her clothes)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he stuck his you know what into my you know where."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he stuck his you know what into her you know where)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES FATHER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Priest: (after a few minutes): "That's no reason to call him a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "But father he had AIDS!"&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3674375734174364002?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3674375734174364002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3674375734174364002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3674375734174364002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3674375734174364002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/05/guy-is-riding-bus-when-at-stop-most.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-8714706045050381353</id><published>2008-05-02T01:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:55:42.305Z</updated><title type='text'>My shortest blog ever</title><content type='html'>I GET SO ANNOYED WHEN PEOPLE use kekekeke instead of hehehehe.. jus a difference of 'h' and 'k'. But that makes all the difference.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8714706045050381353?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/8714706045050381353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=8714706045050381353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8714706045050381353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8714706045050381353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-shortest-blog-ever.html' title='My shortest blog ever'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6688651910984731303</id><published>2008-04-29T02:40:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:19:39.402Z</updated><title type='text'>Brunei.. The Kingdom of UNEXPECTED Treasures</title><content type='html'>Hey... I realised its been quite long since we posted up anything. Honestly i sometimes have no idea what to say. lol.. anyways i was watching videos on youtube, and suddenly thought to myself, why not type in Brunei in the search bar. And so i did and could u believe it, there are over 3000 videos posted up..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are a few i reli enjoyed.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)   Jobless Homosapiens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcc2hlJRqvU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcc2hlJRqvU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(superman in brunei) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvYObgGRKas&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvYObgGRKas&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fu8pfS1SID4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fu8pfS1SID4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) An idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtRwvSDPRuw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtRwvSDPRuw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this video was titled 'kaling brunei menyanyi' hahaha.. sad man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Talent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EtsYqh4Kr84&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EtsYqh4Kr84&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shes using high heels again) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-YNJheob60&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-YNJheob60&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Anthony Rasiman passed down some knowledge to me last summer. he told me there were not 7, but 8 puak puak melayu brunei. The 8 being the poklans. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i dedicate the last one to our fellow kedayan readers. if they're any. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69zmx0gI07Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69zmx0gI07Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6688651910984731303?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6688651910984731303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6688651910984731303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6688651910984731303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6688651910984731303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/04/brunei-kingdom-of-unexpected-treasures.html' title='Brunei.. The Kingdom of UNEXPECTED Treasures'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-1253464752737047937</id><published>2008-03-16T20:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:44:19.784Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Hate test... but then again.. who doesnt. Anyways as way to blow off steam, i called Cindy and i dont know how it happened but it ended up becoming a joke telling session.. I was telling her all the jokes i had read on Samy Vellu. ( for those of you who dont know who Samy Vellu is........ &gt;&gt; www.google.com &lt;&lt; ) anyways, this dude has a tendency of messing words up especially when he talks in malay... i mean bahasa malaysia..  for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this one time during an interview, he was commenting about his modesty. he said "sebenarnye, kemaluan saye sangat-sangat besar"  hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one was regarding social problems. he said " orang-orang muda sekarang banyak hisap dada.."  hahaha  ........... i really pity this guy.. :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then Cindy recalled that there was this reallly really funny joke about this indian guy on a bike.. anyways. it goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night on a dark gravel road somewhere in Malaysia.. this indian guy was cycling on his bike..  Down the road around 200m away there was a car parked and they were 2 men standing outside the car. They saw the yellow light of the bike and decided to stop him.. So when the indian got near them. the two guys stopped him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 guys : eh tambi.... Buka seluar... &lt;br /&gt;Indian : Eh lahh... Manaa bolehhhh la.... &lt;br /&gt;2 guys : Threatened him with a knife... BUKA SELUAr Skarangg!!!&lt;br /&gt;Indian : Eh lahh.... Manaaa bolehhh laa... while opening his pants.. &lt;br /&gt;2 guys : Bah... Melancap... &lt;br /&gt;Indian : Ehhh laaaa... maaannaaa booleehh laa.... &lt;br /&gt;2 guys : Kalau inda.. kami potong batang mu!!!... &lt;br /&gt;Indian : ehhh laaa... he keeps his mouth shut and follows orders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the 3 of them See a car coming towards them and realised it was the POLIS :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 guys : bah bah.. sudah sudah... pakai seluar... Lajuu...&lt;br /&gt;Indian :        eh la. Sir... Maana bolehh la... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it ???? hahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Cindy mentioned it i'll jus say it here...  last year before we got back to UK in September. Cindy and me went to visit Fadhli's mom. We were having a nice chat when i screwed up MY malay and said "aunty.. berdiri"   i wanted to ask if she's leaving alone... ended up asking her to stand up.. haha.. what isit with indians and speaking malay huh. Lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i wanna take this chance to say im very proud of Cindy for taking part in the Morocco HitchHike this year. Their team as well as many other teams leave tommorow.. I on behalf on everyone would like to say Good Luck and takecare during the whole trip and offcourse have fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1253464752737047937?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1253464752737047937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1253464752737047937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1253464752737047937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1253464752737047937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-test.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-5998381743798374551</id><published>2008-03-16T16:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:22:20.096Z</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HAbZ16AI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zm2Zz_00TOM/s1600-h/browniesss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HAbZ16AI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zm2Zz_00TOM/s320/browniesss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178373219227658242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91Hd7Z16DI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eD_h6W9o_S8/s1600-h/P150308_14.39%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91Hd7Z16DI/AAAAAAAAAbM/eD_h6W9o_S8/s320/P150308_14.39%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178373726033799218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HALZ15_I/AAAAAAAAAas/8sfx1H5jkHg/s1600-h/brownies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HALZ15_I/AAAAAAAAAas/8sfx1H5jkHg/s320/brownies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178373214932690930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HArZ16CI/AAAAAAAAAbE/aqng-K5lEPM/s1600-h/n60503211_33170919_6427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HArZ16CI/AAAAAAAAAbE/aqng-K5lEPM/s320/n60503211_33170919_6427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178373223522625570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunei Nottingham Games. The lufBra girls won the netball tournament!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5998381743798374551?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5998381743798374551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=5998381743798374551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5998381743798374551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5998381743798374551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-with-brownies.html' title='Weekend with Brownies'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R91HAbZ16AI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zm2Zz_00TOM/s72-c/browniesss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-4899734921692071964</id><published>2008-03-14T21:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:34:20.699Z</updated><title type='text'>Till tech do us part!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R9ru7bZ15-I/AAAAAAAAAak/d6XCPZP5No8/s1600-h/webcam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R9ru7bZ15-I/AAAAAAAAAak/d6XCPZP5No8/s320/webcam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177713426351646690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture speaks for itself! &amp;hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4899734921692071964?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4899734921692071964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4899734921692071964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4899734921692071964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4899734921692071964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/03/till-tech-do-us-part.html' title='Till tech do us part!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R9ru7bZ15-I/AAAAAAAAAak/d6XCPZP5No8/s72-c/webcam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-5817503008597170261</id><published>2008-03-10T23:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:02:54.301Z</updated><title type='text'>Keeping you posted!</title><content type='html'>A post dedicated to our friends back in Brunei and them lot all the way down under. Unfortunately, I feel like I haven’t been keeping in touch with any of you in a very long time! This was never a case back then. Just a simple post here to let you know I’m still around :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh and I met up for once last weekend! Thank god, he is still exactly the same kind of companion everyone knows. We did see Cindy for a very brief moment at the Imperial Brunei Night so it was a mini Ukians gathering for us all here.( The Brunei Night itself was not amazing but I’m sure the people there had worked hard for it so a nice applause to them for the effort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of not having you guys around(you know who you are) is upsetting at times but nevertheless worth waiting for. Cos I know when we meet up again, I’m quite sure it will be joyous =) December 2008 will not be a long wait after all that we’ve gone through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5817503008597170261?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5817503008597170261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=5817503008597170261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5817503008597170261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5817503008597170261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/03/keeping-you-posted.html' title='Keeping you posted!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6566374744561960172</id><published>2008-01-28T01:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T01:20:07.760Z</updated><title type='text'>The power of the Human 'blain' :S</title><content type='html'>I have an exam tommorow at 2pm and though i have revised i just cant seem to be able to go through it again. Is it because subconsciously i know I've already done this last year? I really dont know. I was just wondering how powerful the human brain really is..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain with examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever experieced the urge to pee, i mean really needing to pee but you're in the car about a half hour away from home. Somehow, you will be able to control the urge. Isn't it? But then, the closer you get to your house, that urge comes back? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in a room with a group of friends and you suddenly think of a song and then suddenly, a friend of yours starts to sing the song, or it plays in a radio thats switched on.  I mean, it could be mere coincidence. But then again, what if its not coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys heard of the Placebo effect?  I'll explain it with an example,  A group of 100 patients all having high blood pressure are involved in an experiment. But they're not actually told about the experiment. Well, basically 50 patients are given the actual medication for high blood pressure and the other 50 are given the exact identical look alike pills but this have no medicinal value at all. (inert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month or so goes by and when the patients go back for their next appointments, The patients that have taken the inert pills actually have a significant improvement in blood pressure. Yes.. Studies have shown that the Placebo effect actually has a success rate of 60 to 90 percent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again this brings us to another question.. How did the patients recover? or improve in health.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'inert patients' must have thought they were getting the real medication and either believed or expected to be healed..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again? I dont think it was a coincidence that the 50 'inert patients' recovered just like that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chiam, my old employer and present friend once told me that the human brain is the most powerful tool a man has. If used properly he can use it to get what ever he wants.  At that time, I thought he was mad. I used to drive him sometimes and suddenly out of the blue he would shout aloud something... ( an eg,..... I was driving Mr Chiam, Mrs Cynthia Bong and Bishop Cornelius Sim from Miri back to BSB one night. We were driving along the bypass road and it was very dark. Suddenly Mr Chiam spoke aloud and said."this road will be lighted up".. ) i honestly thought the stress was getting to him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days later on my way to KB, i was shocked. The road was lighted up. Brand new lamp post with the distinct glow of orange neon.  I didnt know what to think? How did he do that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told it to him at work that following week and he didn seem surprised at all. He said, if you think of something and believe in it and expect it, sooner or later you will get it.  Then I started to recall the times my dad did that.. Well he never actually spoke out aloud like Mr Chiam, my dad sort of stared at something he wanted and i realised he always got his way.. There was a time the road connection to my house was all clayey and filled wf pebbles, basically it was a bad road. It was like that for almost 2 years.  One day in 2004 my dad stopped by the side of the road and he just stared at the road. I didnt actually ask him what he was doing. Later at home i asked my mom why he did that and she said. "Your father doesnt want the road to be that way when he gets the Camry"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later we had to collect the car from NBT KB, it was 2pm when we left the house,  again we had to pass through the bad road. Anyway when we got back to BSB that evening at 6.30pm, I was shocked... Seriously shocked because the road was freshly tarred and all. I swear!! I Didnt know how he did it or what made the authorities do it on that particular day. It was as if the road was done so the car didn have to go over the bad road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, during tea, I sat down and asked my dad, why he did what he did.. He said, Suresh i didnt know the road was going to be made that day. All i did was park the car there at the side of the road and i imagined myself in the camry driving pass the road and it was a brand new road. I expected the road to be done sooner or later. But hey, just like in my imagination the car never went over the bad road.  Then he continued. This is what some people call Faith.. an act of  believing something is gonna happen without it actually happening yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked me.. Can you prove there is a GOD?  i was like err huh?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me.. did God create men or did men create God?  as i am Christian i said God made men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked me.. can you prove it?  i Said the Bible says so.. He then continued... have you played chinese whispers? i said yes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well for those of you who havent heard of chinese whispers?.. its basiclly, you form a long chain of people, say 10 to 20 people in a row.. You then whisper a long sentence to the 1st person and ask him/her to pass it on with a whisper. The last person then either reads or writes it down and i can guarandammtee you it would be a completely different sentence) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then said, if within 10minutes a sentence can change, imagine after 2000 years, what a sentence can change to become? I knew he made his point.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Then he started...... Science tells us the universe was created by the Big Bang theory..  The theory wouldn't be called a theory if it wasnt proved..  some asked,  well assuming the Big Bang theory was indeed the creation of the universe.. What caused the Big Bang? That is where religion comes in.  He said. "Look at the world..... "  Why is there day and night? Day and night was here before time was invented.. Why does the waves stop at shore and not continue to go on?  Why do rivers flow in the midst of dry land?  We will never know and even if we know.. it doesnt answer anything. The diamond you see in a shop.. do you think it looked like that when it was in its mine? no. an external being took it and made it what it is.  So all the wonderfull things you see on earth? The perfection in the design of  human beings? or the beauty of Niagara Falls? you think it just happened? well the answer is an individual one..  If you ask an atheist, he'll say do you need God to be succesfull? No.... Does a person who believes not die?  No... everyone dies.. Does a believer not get sick? No... he also does good just like believers.  he doesnt steal, he doesnt sin..  So whats the big deal? So there you have it. You cant argue with him. can you? no...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... In life Suresh.. Do what i do... Dont disturb people with their believes.. They all have brains.... Take care of yourself, your family and since you're my son, i'll tell you this.. Knowledge is never ending...  and at the same time believing and expecting for things to happen will do no harm as long as you do no harm to others. See, see what happened with the camry incident.. i cant explain it but i know it works.. so why not do it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea... i still think theres more to this whole believing and expecting thingy.. but enough of that for now.  I think i better go thru my notes one last time. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6566374744561960172?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6566374744561960172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6566374744561960172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6566374744561960172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6566374744561960172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/01/power-of-human-blain-s.html' title='The power of the Human &apos;blain&apos; :S'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6250990098772444732</id><published>2008-01-26T03:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-26T03:48:36.476Z</updated><title type='text'>I've got loads of these! It's friggin ugly!!</title><content type='html'>Pityriasis rosea (say: pit-ih-rye-ah-sis row-see-ah) is a scaly, reddish-pink skin rash. It is most common in children and young adults, and usually occurs in spring and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get this skin condition, you may feel like you have a cold at first. Then, a single scaly red spot may appear on your back or stomach. This is called a "herald patch." Smaller spots will develop on your body days to weeks later. These spots may itch badly. If the rash is on your back, it may have the shape of a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What causes pityriasis rosea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The cause of pityriasis rosea is uncertain. Some doctors believe that pityriasis rosea is caused by a viral or bacterial infection. Certain medicines also can cause this rash. Pityriasis rosea is not contagious, so people with this rash do not have to be kept away from other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What conditions look like pityriasis rosea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rash of pityriasis rosea can look like eczema, ringworm or psoriasis. Infection with syphilis also can cause a similar rash. If your doctor thinks you might have syphilis, he or she will order a blood test to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How long does pityriasis rosea last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pityriasis rosea usually lasts 1 to 3 months and usually never comes back. Let your doctor know if the rash or itching lasts longer than 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is pityriasis rosea treated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rash usually goes away on its own. No treatment can cure it, but medicine can help relieve the itching. Your doctor might have you use antihistamine pills, a steroid cream, calamine lotion or zinc oxide cream to relieve the itching. Sometimes people with pityriasis rosea have to take steroid pills to clear up their rash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources from familydoctor.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6250990098772444732?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6250990098772444732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6250990098772444732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6250990098772444732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6250990098772444732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/01/haos-got-this-its-friggin-ugly.html' title='I&apos;ve got loads of these! It&apos;s friggin ugly!!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-9222037194672260828</id><published>2008-01-16T15:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:25:07.904Z</updated><title type='text'>time..</title><content type='html'>What is time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the autumn leaves that change?&lt;br /&gt;Or the snow that floats from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the air we breathe?&lt;br /&gt;Or the wings that teach&lt;br /&gt;The new born bird to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can tell?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Will we change?&lt;br /&gt;Will we grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it eternity&lt;br /&gt;In heaven&lt;br /&gt;Or just a hope for peace on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where’s the time&lt;br /&gt;Gone in a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;But with every blink&lt;br /&gt;a birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live&lt;br /&gt;We learn&lt;br /&gt;We love&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;We give&lt;br /&gt;We urn&lt;br /&gt;We grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for change&lt;br /&gt;Its time to care&lt;br /&gt;It’s not too late&lt;br /&gt;Don’t despair&lt;br /&gt;Reach inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find the joy and love&lt;br /&gt;To share with all mankind&lt;br /&gt;For all we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we have&lt;br /&gt;Is time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Time by Billy Porter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-9222037194672260828?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/9222037194672260828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=9222037194672260828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/9222037194672260828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/9222037194672260828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/01/time.html' title='time..'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-4664303286053347289</id><published>2008-01-03T23:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:53:15.681Z</updated><title type='text'>blog blog blog!!</title><content type='html'>wow! can't believe the last time i blogged was June 2007! And it is because i haven't blogged for so long, i have too much of or not a single clue of what exactly to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fast forwarding to winter 2007. Winter Holiday has so far been great. Went to Rome, Venice and Prague with Shuv's family, hui ping, corn, michy ngu and chelly lian! I shall leave the pictures to do the talkin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_dKECmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Mduft-16hJo/s1600-h/Me+corn+shuv+roma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_dKECmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Mduft-16hJo/s320/Me+corn+shuv+roma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151406580335643234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruins of Ancient Roma in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314-9KECjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5F4wQ_081G8/s1600-h/colloseum+with+europa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314-9KECjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5F4wQ_081G8/s320/colloseum+with+europa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151406571745708594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colosseum with barcelonians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_NKECkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/dZNi_EBYFtc/s1600-h/coloseum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_NKECkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/dZNi_EBYFtc/s320/coloseum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151406576040675906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the colosseum (built in the first century)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_dKECnI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EPM3ak9kN88/s1600-h/Pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_dKECnI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EPM3ak9kN88/s320/Pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151406580335643250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italians' staple fooooodd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_NKEClI/AAAAAAAAAY0/01Be1GRKaEo/s1600-h/legs+in+two+countries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_NKEClI/AAAAAAAAAY0/01Be1GRKaEo/s320/legs+in+two+countries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151406576040675922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet in two different countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315eNKECpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qlp_tI7SMxU/s1600-h/Vatican+City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315eNKECpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qlp_tI7SMxU/s320/Vatican+City.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407108616620690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vatican City! Vatican City is a tiny country on its own, enclaved in Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315d9KECoI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5i5ruhEXHjs/s1600-h/Rome+with+ping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315d9KECoI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5i5ruhEXHjs/s320/Rome+with+ping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407104321653378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is Ping! She's quite a poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENICE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315eNKECqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FF9Laks7NH4/s1600-h/A+Venice+Street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315eNKECqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FF9Laks7NH4/s320/A+Venice+Street.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407108616620706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Rome, we headed to Venice! Just an hour flight from Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315edKECsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CozTY2uG4Bg/s1600-h/Couply+Venice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315edKECsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/CozTY2uG4Bg/s320/Couply+Venice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407112911588034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'couply photo' =) Not meant to be mushy, but I LOVE HER :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315qtKECtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/t8gvESRnJ9A/s1600-h/gondola+gorup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315qtKECtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/t8gvESRnJ9A/s320/gondola+gorup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407323364985554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ride on the Gondola. Very popular among tourists like us! The oarman go OOOOIIiiiiiii when approaching corners, just to alert other boatmen nearby. And following the culture, they only sing when a couple and no one else is onboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315edKECrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/G_9nSu_B97s/s1600-h/An+island+in+the+background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315edKECrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/G_9nSu_B97s/s320/An+island+in+the+background.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407112911588018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another island at the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315qtKECuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1-Y3AG6j8fw/s1600-h/make+up+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315qtKECuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1-Y3AG6j8fw/s320/make+up+night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407323364985570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun night in! Losers of 'wu gui' or hantu card game get drawn on the face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAGUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R32B6dKECyI/AAAAAAAAAac/csbhLSe6mZI/s1600-h/n60503211_32808653_9316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R32B6dKECyI/AAAAAAAAAac/csbhLSe6mZI/s320/n60503211_32808653_9316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151416390040947490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prague is famous for their clock. Seen in the picture is an astronomical clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315q9KECvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/whWdx5Y5ZYw/s1600-h/A+cathederal+in+prague+castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315q9KECvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/whWdx5Y5ZYw/s320/A+cathederal+in+prague+castle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407327659952882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cathederal in Prague Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315q9KECwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FHhfW-L4iMs/s1600-h/Prague+old+town+square.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315q9KECwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FHhfW-L4iMs/s320/Prague+old+town+square.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407327659952898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old town square. The right tower is slightly wider than the left. Architecture accidents happen in the old days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315rNKECxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/m8Xh0aSFFEM/s1600-h/praha+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R315rNKECxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/m8Xh0aSFFEM/s320/praha+snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151407331954920210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was freezing in Prague but we had fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4664303286053347289?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4664303286053347289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4664303286053347289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4664303286053347289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4664303286053347289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-blog-blog.html' title='blog blog blog!!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/R314_dKECmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Mduft-16hJo/s72-c/Me+corn+shuv+roma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-1557642718158475863</id><published>2007-11-01T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:27:03.557Z</updated><title type='text'>The 'Yes'  poem</title><content type='html'>Greatness..........................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;It was drawn on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Your smile..........................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;Never before, i have seen&lt;br /&gt;The love i showed you...........Yes,&lt;br /&gt;A mistake it may have been...&lt;br /&gt;The things i promised you.......Yes,&lt;br /&gt;Inside my heart it will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being defeated............................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like never before.&lt;br /&gt;The decisions you make?.................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;I will never know...&lt;br /&gt;Should i stay and wait for you to come back?...............Nope...&lt;br /&gt;Come on dude..... Get up and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys, should probably be together................ Yes,&lt;br /&gt;The sky actually dimmed when I said it..&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy?..............................Nope&lt;br /&gt;It has never been part of me....&lt;br /&gt;Time?....................... Yes....&lt;br /&gt;Its probably all that i need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness......................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;It is in me...............&lt;br /&gt;A smile..................Yes,&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed with that too.&lt;br /&gt;The love.............................. Nope,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't for you..&lt;br /&gt;The promises......................... Yes,&lt;br /&gt;We'll be friends for good................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1557642718158475863?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1557642718158475863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1557642718158475863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1557642718158475863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1557642718158475863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-poem.html' title='The &apos;Yes&apos;  poem'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-7022671209276110629</id><published>2007-09-21T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:45:15.427Z</updated><title type='text'>summer holidays</title><content type='html'>hello people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of suresh and myself, we would like to apologise for not keeping this blog up-to-date :P Wasn't in the blogging mood plus having to use the not-at-all-nifty netkad to go online doesn't help either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer holiday in short was quite a good one. Had some fun in KL and s'pore. Special Thanks to Aina (my favourite uni hallmate) for accomodating me and shuv, the transport to and from KL Sentral and all that good food and fun :) Singapore was great too! We had a couple of crazy nights with wee yong (my very nice coursemate), jenny (shuv's classmate back in bellerby's), jikson and eve lim! eve lim was sky high the second night. it was all good stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer holiday is mainly good times with shuvvy! Glad that our parents like us, very much :) I must admit, playing with her siblings are very much enjoyable! That is basically quite it for the summer. In brunei, hangouts for us, the usuals - the mall cinema, coffeebean, beach, gripps and taurean. how exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer holiday would have been better with you-kno-who-you-are from oz and otago. Miss you all. Summer holiday won't be at its very best without spending it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7022671209276110629?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7022671209276110629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7022671209276110629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7022671209276110629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7022671209276110629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/09/summer-holidays.html' title='summer holidays'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-2537125523038031376</id><published>2007-06-19T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:35:49.122Z</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks, we havent been bloggin for a while. kinda busy lately but at the moment i'm slackin! just one more paper and i will be done! Free to the max till end of september!! Friend review will come back on probably in july =P still got about half of dozen of you out there to talk honestly and crap about :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway My last paper is this thursday!! can't friggin wait for it to finish!!!! Will be stickin around in uk for a while before goin back home! and when i reach home, we shall have some fun again =) I'm sooo looking forward to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of home, I'm:&lt;br /&gt;as excited as shuv seeing me :P&lt;br /&gt;(shuv: first is mama and papa, second is siblings, u r forth after my dog)&lt;br /&gt;as excited as suresh gettin his all-time dreamt after supra&lt;br /&gt;as excited as cindy being promised some stuff from precious moments&lt;br /&gt;as excited as val given some pink butterflies and fairies or angels&lt;br /&gt;as excited as hau having his armani&lt;br /&gt;as excited as az meeting with a special someone (A)&lt;br /&gt;as excited as kc expanding his satellite of secrets and rumours&lt;br /&gt;(Kc:see a very very pretty girl..?excite got many meaning u know...............)&lt;br /&gt;as excited as bj meetin up with Yao Ming (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;as excited as fadhli winning his ProEvo using Brazil&lt;br /&gt;as excited as share having her soba noodles and miso with beef&lt;br /&gt;as excited as wen gettin' her hair cut&lt;br /&gt;as excited as eve goin to spore shopping!&lt;br /&gt;(Eve:right now i have cravings for taurean's waffle (machine broke down 4 mths ago -_-) oh oh and also juicy gossips!!! )&lt;br /&gt;as excited as wei seeing his phoenix bball team winning the NBA&lt;br /&gt;as excited as nick gettin his xxx and magic related stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while! I'm really lookin forward to see you all again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-2537125523038031376?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/2537125523038031376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=2537125523038031376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2537125523038031376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2537125523038031376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-6795634227743664501</id><published>2007-06-05T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:31:16.514Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jacyn sent me that lil note like thingy. haha.. found it interesting.. since hao and myself havent really updated the blog.. here's something. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**the picture is small, so click on it to enlarge** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RmXi1fAcT7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zDBh25BEAJ0/s1600-h/jacyn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RmXi1fAcT7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zDBh25BEAJ0/s400/jacyn.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072709963787030450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6795634227743664501?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/6795634227743664501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=6795634227743664501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6795634227743664501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6795634227743664501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/06/jacyn-sent-me-that-lil-note-like-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RmXi1fAcT7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zDBh25BEAJ0/s72-c/jacyn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-4608054767918500261</id><published>2007-05-30T11:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-30T11:10:48.619Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes</title><content type='html'>To Az n Fadhli,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my personal favourites! Joy, peace, love and health to the both of you! I miss you two dearly!! havent seen you guys for more than a year man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Az, good luck with your ongoing exams! I miss you a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to fadhli, i miss our gay-time moments. I may have a gf now but I can still afford to manage two ships when it comes to you! kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, Haven't updated the blog for a while..been busy with courseworks and now gotta start serious revision for exams! Can't wait to go home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin forward to reunite with cindy, su, kc, val, hau. (not in order of preference!, you guys mean equally as much to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, gotta start revision. Happy Birthday to az and fadhli once again :) Love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4608054767918500261?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4608054767918500261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4608054767918500261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4608054767918500261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4608054767918500261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday Wishes'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-3102670893166185637</id><published>2007-05-24T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:40:44.923Z</updated><title type='text'>For Madeleine</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be the 3rd week now since Madeleine dissapeared... Just want ask everyone to Keep her in your prayers, that she will be found alive and well soooonn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSkR0d-oE4c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSkR0d-oE4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3102670893166185637?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3102670893166185637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3102670893166185637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3102670893166185637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3102670893166185637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-madeleine.html' title='For Madeleine'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-3492958255937330661</id><published>2007-05-21T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:20:19.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dating Purity Score: 59%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/average-dater.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an average dater.&lt;br /&gt;You're experienced enough to be a great girlfriend or boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;Though you still may be figuring out exactly what you want in love!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/"&gt;Dating Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... fun eh hao.. stress reliever.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3492958255937330661?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3492958255937330661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3492958255937330661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3492958255937330661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3492958255937330661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-dating-purity-score-59-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-1672755044459233381</id><published>2007-05-21T12:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:22:01.279Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2868"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/kissing_style/daydreamy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dunno what got into me. Been doin personality tests today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1672755044459233381?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1672755044459233381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1672755044459233381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1672755044459233381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1672755044459233381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/p.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-3680825133479543492</id><published>2007-05-21T12:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:08:47.354Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dating Purity Score: 92%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/innocent-dater.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an innocent dater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're either lacking in dating experience or have had a long serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's still plenty of fish in the sea out there for you to sample!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/"&gt;Dating Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3680825133479543492?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3680825133479543492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3680825133479543492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3680825133479543492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3680825133479543492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-dating-purity-score-92-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-7471575778632930760</id><published>2007-05-20T18:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:42:11.688Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Tower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Ambition, fighting, war, courage. Destruction, danger, fall, ruin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Tower represents war, destruction, but also spiritual renewal. Plans are disrupted. Your views and ideas will change as a result.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Tower is a card about war, a war between the structures of lies and the lightning flash of truth. The Tower stands for &amp;quot;false concepts and institutions that we take for real.&amp;quot; You have been shaken up; blinded by a shocking revelation. It sometimes takes that to see a truth that one refuses to see. Or to bring down beliefs that are so well constructed. What's most important to remember is that the tearing down of this structure, however painful, makes room for something new to be built.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7471575778632930760?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7471575778632930760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7471575778632930760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7471575778632930760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7471575778632930760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-are-tower-ambition-fighting-war.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-321969770745180817</id><published>2007-05-18T21:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:42:18.076Z</updated><title type='text'>NEVER give up people..</title><content type='html'>There was once a sculptur who happened to be walking through the forest. He saw a huge stone and told himself 'i can make a nice statue out of this stone',  and so, slowly and painfully he dragged the stone all the way back to his home. And then he begin. With a chisel and hammer he worked on his stone. Many many months later, after much hard work, he had finished. he had made himself a great piece of art. One afternoon a friend of his came to visit him and saw the statue and praised him for his work.. And the sculptur said. I didnt do much, the statue was there all along... I just chipped of the rough edges and smoothened it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...That story really caught my attention, i was watching Rambo III and the colonel told Rambo that story... It sort of just open up a whole new topic to think about. ( my past time before falling asleep ) i thought about how we, as humans all start our life just like that stone. And slowly and painfully the process of 'sculpting' starts.. Been disciplined by parents.. Going to school.. experiencing failure.. Negativity.. Lust.. going through heart break.. losing a loved one.. sickness.. greed.. jeolousy.. and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What im trying to say is that as we grow, we become who we are, by what we experience. No one can choose your path in life.. Disciplined children lead to a better society. Education gives us a solid foundation.. Failures, learn from failing. and turn failure to success. The 'once' negative have now turned to become optimist.. Going through a heart break makes you more cautious in giving up your love too easily. Sickness, if prevented is 'GOOD health'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, where did it go wrong..?? why is evil still in this world? why do murderers cold heartedly kill? why do kidnappers abduct? why?? GREeD? is that why? or could be jeolousy? unfortunately we will never know why.. IN THis time and age we have to come to terms that EVIL is still around. A young student could just go on a shooting spree  and kill dozens of students, or a beautiful young girl could be abducted from her nice resort apartment while sleeping.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just sad, it has just been a month or so since a student of Asian descent went on a killing rampage and cold heartedly killed 32 and wounded many more in Virginia and now, no one speaks about it. Its old news.. Life goes on.. But those people could have been just like us living life and enjoying every bit of their time while they had it. Was it their time to go? Was it destined for them to die the way they did? if so.. WHY?... again... we shall never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two weeks ago in the town of Algarve,Portugal, a young girl Madeleine was sleeping in a nice resort apartment with her twin siblings, while her parents were having a meal nearby. There were checking on their children every 10 mins to See if there were ok. but on their last check, Madeleine had gone missing. The ground floor window of their apartment had been opened, and to this very day.. two weeks later police are still hunting down for her abductor/s...  Again i ask.. why would anyone kidnap a young girl? where in their hearts did they find the coldness to take a young girl away from her parents? COUld the suspect be mentally ill? or could he be an enemy of the family? Hasnt he ever had a mother before? didn he know how she would have been hurt even when he got the slightest bruise? it just makes me wonder.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told, we could go on asking questions, many a time not being able to answer them... i call that acceptance.. We accept the fact that its not a perfect world and problems will always be there.. Life is full of its twist and turns.. we can either choose to follow it going thru the hardships and pain or fall down in the process and regretting. BUT since we only live once, why not we take on the challenge of going on with life... with much practice we can learn to enjoy life, and by life, i dont mean the whole picture.. Life simply is birth and death.. but what happens inbetween this two ends are what really matters.. Make the decision to help yourself instead of asking for help.. IM a Christian.. and i know many christians who say god will help me, god will help me but, they're still failures.. WHY? GOD CAN ONLY HELP YOU IF YOU HELP YOURSELF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder how much a negative person can achieve if he/she spents all the time he/she has on complaining on being positive.. why not instead of wasting precious time on insulting yourself, destructively critisizing yourself, complaining.. you know.. just start complimenting yourself.. shower yourself wf compliments all day long. make your self feel good.  STop critisizing yourself but instead assure yourself that it can be done.. (constructive critisizing).. MOst people say that a person who can do all this has a gift . BUt again.. not true... all this can be done.. It just needs alittle bit of time and constant repetition.. Make it a habit..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also know people who pretend nothing is wrong but theyre actually going thru hell inside.. Although this might sound like a bad thing.. IF you are not the kind to share your problems with others then theres nothing at all wrong with pretending.. Brian Tracy, a well known motivational speaker once said in one of his seminars.. The concept of FAKING IT TILL YOU MAKE IT.. can be applied to any situation. when you're down, pretend you're over the moon.. WHen you fail.. pretend you've already pass the next exam and be happy about it.. IM Not crazy.. ALL this effects us subconsciencly..   .. AS we pretend or 'FAKE IT' we are actually cheating the subconscience into thinking weve made it and MAGIC happens..  haha... enuf of that subconscience thingy la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need everyone to know that there are no limitations to what humans can do.. ( fake it ) if we consider miracles to be something impossible happening or occuring . IT simply means that the impossible had happened and so its not so much of a miracle SO why not think EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE.. and so nothing is a miracle? no harm in it right?  if man can walk on the moon, or of Elton John and David Furnish can be a couple.. whatmore can be impossible?  :S :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Madeleine will be found 'ALIVE AND WELL'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rk45nYoFgSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wufN24p8xYo/s1600-h/n501403435_45734_4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rk45nYoFgSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wufN24p8xYo/s320/n501403435_45734_4950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066049979626651938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that A cure for AIDS will be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I WILL OWN AND DRIVE a FERRARI ONE DAY. MWHAHAAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one can take my believes away... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. anyway... hope i didn bore you guys wf tat blog. i thought it would be better writing my thoughts then to just forget about it tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-321969770745180817?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/321969770745180817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=321969770745180817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/321969770745180817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/321969770745180817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/never-give-up-people.html' title='NEVER give up people..'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rk45nYoFgSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/wufN24p8xYo/s72-c/n501403435_45734_4950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-2541900575410122488</id><published>2007-05-15T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:24:18.068Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was suppose to do a review on TOO SHU VUN, but had only come up with time now, on what is suppose to be my study time. Lol so shuv u See, i chose to write bout u over priority, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway people.. Shuvun. where do i start.. hmm, at the moment all i remember is the fun time we had in Edinburgh in Scotland but i actually knew her briefly before that during winter. It was one of days while i was in Brunei hall.. We, shuvun herself, her cousin Hui Ping and myself decided to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda excited, because i was gonna hang out with 2 people i had absolutely no idea who they were or why they wanted to even meet up with me.. BUUTTTT... as it turned out there was a greater 'picture' that lied ahead.. hehehe.. i shall talk about tat 'picture' later... anyway, we went around walkin for sometime and Hui Ping got us lost... Lol.. we then had to take the tube to go to this place near Bayswater. what it called ah... ?? forgt man.. Lol anyway yea.. SUPPOSEDLY, their duck rice is top class and shuv and her dear cuz wanted to go there and i, as always so fondly agreed, though i dunt eat DUCK.. CHIcken breast only. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... they had their nasi itik and i had my Youg Chow fried rice which was the 1st rice meal i had since brunei. :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that very very memorable meal, we Took the tube to victoria station and walked around searching high and Lo for cornelious.. and later my ANNA... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to shuvun.. wat im trying to say is, my 1st impression of her was veryy very Good unlike wat sek hao said la. sory anna.. but then again.. she didn like me so i would never know. =p lol..  That was a fun nite ehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then next its January and i Hear news bout my best friend and SHuv being a couple.. i was really happy for him.. because i knew he was in Good hands.. (from what i observed, lol) we then decided to meet up during the easter holidays and man what a blast were we in for.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDINBURGH came and HAO,SHUV, my cus V, My cindolll and myself met up and had a great time.. cant explain it but the pictures on facebook tells a story.. ooh and speaking of pictures.... as i mentioned earlier the 'picture' that lied ahead was the union (if that word can be used) of sek hao and shuvun.. i said that i didnt know why i was going out with her and her cousin that normal day in december.. now i do.. It was destined.. it was the day, i was goNna meet my Anna's girl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it people. Too Shu Vun.. a Good friend, a really nice person and even more a great soulmate for my anna... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : i cant upload fotos.. damm comp has damm problem.. i will as soon as its   fixed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-2541900575410122488?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/2541900575410122488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=2541900575410122488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2541900575410122488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2541900575410122488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-suppose-to-do-review-on-too-shu.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-1718639441298688161</id><published>2007-05-12T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-12T18:50:36.780Z</updated><title type='text'>Pic of The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkYKSJ7F7EI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I0-jaNCMdu0/s1600-h/DSCN3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkYKSJ7F7EI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I0-jaNCMdu0/s320/DSCN3150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063746138042395714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exams time and let us all be tough!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Who's the strongest?&lt;br /&gt;2) Who's the sissy?&lt;br /&gt;3) Who wud you not mess with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, stongest gotta be cindy. That no-smile face sends you that signal she is made of steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy: Wen! Only that fist is made of fury..Look at that face! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-Mess with: Val! that skl face alone will scare the hell out of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Az is not very impressed with her strong bodyguards.&lt;br /&gt;Share is not convincing enuf. LOok, she's just giving that look saying "Hello, Look! i'm strong! hehehe "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1718639441298688161?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1718639441298688161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1718639441298688161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1718639441298688161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1718639441298688161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/pic-of-weekend.html' title='Pic of The Weekend'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkYKSJ7F7EI/AAAAAAAAAYM/I0-jaNCMdu0/s72-c/DSCN3150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-2797091175753655749</id><published>2007-05-12T00:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:53:43.418Z</updated><title type='text'>Pic of The day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkUP5p7F7DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/erVJpvd4sF4/s1600-h/P1270076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkUP5p7F7DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/erVJpvd4sF4/s320/P1270076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063470839228656690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION: Next to Su's, Mr Yeo's (A well-known Physics Teacher in MS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIPTION: Part of the many Dare things we created as punishments for losing card games, in this case, its a hantu game i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punishments ranging from licking the floor to serenades to Mr. Yeo. here Az had to enjoy some heaven and earth green tea. Damn! i miss that tea hahahaha 16 days to big day! 2 + 8 = 28! ho ho hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-2797091175753655749?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/2797091175753655749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=2797091175753655749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2797091175753655749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2797091175753655749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of The day'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkUP5p7F7DI/AAAAAAAAAYE/erVJpvd4sF4/s72-c/P1270076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-8476302553234414047</id><published>2007-05-08T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:32:47.614Z</updated><title type='text'>Hackers Alert-Natty in da house-</title><content type='html'>Since I don’t belong to this blog I rather put the title as Hackers Alert but the actual title should have been 'The memory of Sek Hao and Shuvvy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehhee...I wonder how I manage to get in here(A)(A)(A)(rolling my eyes looking at suresh wherever he is) hehehe.. But yeah its Natalia here and I’m shuvs bestfriend in UK for almost 4 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I didn’t know about SH until when i came to visit her and she was showing him and his friend around London-so we sort of met then.  Then, she kept on telling me how cute SH was (actually is because she still goes on with it- not a complaint) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there on, it leads to another one of the SH's visit to London. The night we all went to NYT.  It matters so much to her for me to go clubbing with her that very night because SH was coming to town. I was going to bail on that since i had some work to do but because I’ve promised her I go on with the clubbing plan. She bought a new top for it and do u know when someone is happy and the fact that she was under alcohol influence her happiness reflects more.  That was how Shuv was. She was extremely happy I’ve never seen her happier and i thought 'Gosh I’m glad I made it because if I didn’t I would have missed the chance of being part of that very special moment of her life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuv did tell me some of the SH's story and i think i did tell her once 'If u keep on trying and if u think dat person is worth it then u'll get something out of it'.  Personally judging on those rejection from sh and me as her bestfren, i do hate what sh did to her. It was rather unfair for her because all she did was ‘liking’ him.  If u were in her position and u like someone but dat person treated u in a heartbreaking way, how can u deal with it?  I admire the fact that she is strong because having to put up wif something like love rejection, it requires a lot of strength. One can always fall and never rise again but when she fell she didnt fell off straight to the ground, she rise and shine.  I may hate SH for what he did to her then but he won me back by taking care of me when i was drunk, i wasnt being bias but he showed the quality most guys lack off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite saying all this, the fact that i know how much this two people are(ahem*madlyinlove*), i really wanna say thanks for taking the oppurtunity and risk to win her and most importantly to get to know her. That's why they say 'Tak kenal maka tak cinta', which means 'If u dont know somebody, u won’t love em' and many thanks for taking care of her and for loving her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:SH LEE,I almost cried reading ur post, like how u werent afraid to admit what u did and it takes a real man to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuv, Dont kill me for doing this, I may not pay a lot of attention to u these days but dats because i know u've been taken care of emotionally, physically and mentally and I TOLD U I'M NOT WANKING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH LEE&amp;SHUVY-I support u both and make sure i'm part of ur wedding (i could do rapping wif suresh hehehe..u both know how good we're rite since bridesmaid/flowergirl is against my superstition...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suresh, I LOVE U hehhee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkDYVp7F7BI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KfeSwhd20To/s1600-h/n284000026_859920_2278a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkDYVp7F7BI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KfeSwhd20To/s320/n284000026_859920_2278a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062283847706995730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_21331_7605a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_21331_7605a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_21956_5968a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_21956_5968a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_33334_1119a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/n506157902_33334_1119a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/P1050311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/P1050311.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/P1050312a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/Nataleya/P1050312a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8476302553234414047?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/8476302553234414047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=8476302553234414047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8476302553234414047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8476302553234414047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/hackers-alert-natty-in-da-house.html' title='Hackers Alert-Natty in da house-'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RkDYVp7F7BI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KfeSwhd20To/s72-c/n284000026_859920_2278a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-5024532467735960287</id><published>2007-05-06T00:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:35:17.568Z</updated><title type='text'>My Middlesbrough 'home'</title><content type='html'>Suresh says &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. Hao.. after seeing ur pics of ur kitchen.. i also go took pics of mine. haha... cant seem to study tonight anyway.. no harm done. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen and my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0h757F63I/AAAAAAAAAWk/jfT0QXFSRbE/s1600-h/Photo-0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0h757F63I/AAAAAAAAAWk/jfT0QXFSRbE/s320/Photo-0127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061238869278976882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0iDZ7F64I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ARCgjtN81HE/s1600-h/Photo-0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0iDZ7F64I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ARCgjtN81HE/s320/Photo-0128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061238998127995778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gUZ7F60I/AAAAAAAAAWM/hOU2DyEiFLo/s1600-h/Photo-0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gUZ7F60I/AAAAAAAAAWM/hOU2DyEiFLo/s320/Photo-0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061237091162516290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gkZ7F61I/AAAAAAAAAWU/UyjT3l35wzE/s1600-h/Photo-0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gkZ7F61I/AAAAAAAAAWU/UyjT3l35wzE/s320/Photo-0125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061237366040423250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gs57F62I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cl_UgIxuHNg/s1600-h/Photo-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0gs57F62I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cl_UgIxuHNg/s320/Photo-0126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061237512069311330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing in the fridge thats mine is the cheese singles.. haha.  hav to go shoppin tmrw. :S sigh.. haha... wat boredom does.. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5024532467735960287?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5024532467735960287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=5024532467735960287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5024532467735960287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5024532467735960287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-middlesbrough-home.html' title='My Middlesbrough &apos;home&apos;'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0h757F63I/AAAAAAAAAWk/jfT0QXFSRbE/s72-c/Photo-0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-8661025770951351249</id><published>2007-05-06T00:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-06T10:51:30.510Z</updated><title type='text'>SHU VUN!</title><content type='html'>Shuv, my girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met shuv sometime in 2001. that was form 3. First seen her from cikgu normah's  tuition and noticed her used to b wearing a ring on the middle toe. She was always  sittin at the seat right in from of a window and to her left was the clever adeline  and to her right, the always noisy woei chien, while myself, su n mei ann at a small  table spending our time off talking n not tuitioning much. We nvr talked back then. I  had that motion tho but chances were not there. Found her rather interesting but did  not dare to initiate to talk to her..(Can't be using the same approach i used on Su  in Form 1!) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a decade gone by and nvr thought I would meet her again but we did! it was at Brunei  no.1 "hotspot", The Mall! Introduced proudly to us by fellow skl, eve. Then went on  to shisha...After that we hang out quite often, at gripps, taurean, gadong n etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting section! I'm just gonna be very honest here as to convey my feelings so  hope no one is thinking I'm being too offensive or made up of too much ego :) Things  become really tricky when I found out Shuv did like me! My initial reaction was  rather naive..Guess cos i didn't know her well..I even kept telling some of my friends  i will not like her..very very primitive way of thinking..tsk shameful idea!! But we  got along well. Its actually quite fun but knowing the fact that she liked me, it makes me feel like keeping a fair distance from her..rather surreal ways to things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching uk, She brought me round London and because of how I did not just want to hang out with her alone, i actually brought Wai Cheung along =P hahaha I'm sure shuv isn't dumb to realise it and I'm pretty aware of how it affected shuv..there's nothing much I could really do to be honest so was just hanging on in there and keeping it unspoken yet apparent. sending that sorry-i-dun-like-you message the best possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we move on, we get along better. The usual msn and webcams connect us to each other happily and we clicked. All was good and fair till the day when she came to lufbra! Cindy, Remember the day i met you during Nottingham Games? That very night before (Friday), spicy things happened. You know what i mean and it happened again on sat night. hahaha..its not something to be laughed at. I know it hurt her a lot. I not only said things that hurt her but cruelly did what I've done. Felt miserable for quite a while and it eventually managed to unbother me. I felt really bad but there's nothing else i can do except promising myself and her i will never do it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really some hardcore revelations! anyway moving on..I started to fall for her as i got to discover more of the real her. Seen the really amazing of her from the msn chats of serious talks and humble revelations, and particularly the eurotrip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of people out there who dun give very good first impressions and i have to admit shuv is one of those bunch. I thought she was loud back then. Sometimes i feel like she's saying things too quickly without thinking it over..i guess the harsh comments do not sound as mean as how she actually means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuv worries a hell lot about meeting my family n friends. hahahaha told her a dozen not to! I would describe shuv as a girl with two faces. One is to portray herself to d others and d other is to keeping it to herself. Its really interesting to see how a girl like her could carry herself so well without giving others the hint of what she really is feeling..This is deep..Let's not venture in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of you out there have not met shuv face-to-face. In time, we all will! My task here is to introduce to you briefly who she is the not-mushy way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She dress up in all sorts of varieties and still manage to pull them all off                                   really well&lt;br /&gt;2. She understands me and always tying to make things up to me (except a couple of force-me-to-london thingy =P)&lt;br /&gt;3. She is very sensible. She has her ways to approach things her way which I do feel is the best possible way&lt;br /&gt;4. She can make the most hilarious faces&lt;br /&gt;5. She treats me the way i need and want her to&lt;br /&gt;6. She loves and values every single person around her&lt;br /&gt;7. She's really open minded and can express herself with ease&lt;br /&gt;8. She is simple, personality-wise&lt;br /&gt;9. She is currently catching up with Grey's anatomy, one tree hill and America's next top model. Even German's next top model as well&lt;br /&gt;10. She loves to imitate my words, poses n naohia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting too long n i shall call it off. It's really amazing how things can change. Basically shuv touched my heart, sparked my body, reached into my soul and i know i will always feel complete by her side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lmp7F6-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/we8kIyM3j_k/s1600-h/P1050019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lmp7F6-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/we8kIyM3j_k/s320/P1050019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242902253267938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lm57F6_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/z_VoAi6tLPY/s1600-h/P1050310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lm57F6_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/z_VoAi6tLPY/s320/P1050310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242906548235250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lnJ7F7AI/AAAAAAAAAXs/yKnJNfHO3zY/s1600-h/P1050864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lnJ7F7AI/AAAAAAAAAXs/yKnJNfHO3zY/s320/P1050864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242910843202562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lJ57F66I/AAAAAAAAAW8/xfpX49jlnJE/s1600-h/P1010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lJ57F66I/AAAAAAAAAW8/xfpX49jlnJE/s320/P1010111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242408332028834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKJ7F67I/AAAAAAAAAXE/uPewFPY_eZs/s1600-h/P1030479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKJ7F67I/AAAAAAAAAXE/uPewFPY_eZs/s320/P1030479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242412626996146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKZ7F68I/AAAAAAAAAXM/gY3zDSKZtMQ/s1600-h/P1040364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKZ7F68I/AAAAAAAAAXM/gY3zDSKZtMQ/s320/P1040364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242416921963458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKp7F69I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vdaj-LJyn74/s1600-h/P1040389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lKp7F69I/AAAAAAAAAXU/vdaj-LJyn74/s320/P1040389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061242421216930770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8661025770951351249?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8661025770951351249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8661025770951351249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/shu-vun.html' title='SHU VUN!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0lmp7F6-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/we8kIyM3j_k/s72-c/P1050019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-1558746880194118004</id><published>2007-05-05T21:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:00:22.503Z</updated><title type='text'>My Kitchen!</title><content type='html'>Just to let you guys see how my kitchen usually looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9uJ7F6fI/AAAAAAAAATk/zgybmnHOIj4/s1600-h/02122006064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9uJ7F6fI/AAAAAAAAATk/zgybmnHOIj4/s320/02122006064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061199050637175282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9uZ7F6gI/AAAAAAAAATs/yRt_LzuR8u8/s1600-h/02122006065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9uZ7F6gI/AAAAAAAAATs/yRt_LzuR8u8/s320/02122006065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061199054932142594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9u57F6hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WHhz0eIRfqk/s1600-h/02122006066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9u57F6hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WHhz0eIRfqk/s320/02122006066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061199063522077202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9vJ7F6iI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2K3PFg1q9gg/s1600-h/02122006067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9vJ7F6iI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2K3PFg1q9gg/s320/02122006067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061199067817044514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9vZ7F6jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1nbf-W2D5x0/s1600-h/02122006068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9vZ7F6jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1nbf-W2D5x0/s320/02122006068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061199072112011826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, that guy is Zul. One of the Bruneians i'm closest with! The sink is usually not lookin lik that. Love my housemates but some of them are just absolute mess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1558746880194118004?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1558746880194118004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1558746880194118004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1558746880194118004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1558746880194118004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-kitchen.html' title='My Kitchen!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz9uJ7F6fI/AAAAAAAAATk/zgybmnHOIj4/s72-c/02122006064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7546281524588256608</id><published>2007-05-05T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:01:56.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Them Yet to mention Of</title><content type='html'>so we've talked bit bout cindy's rubbish disposing technique, proper reviews on kc, share, myself, su and wen! We would like to bring attention to you big big prominent names we are yet to bring up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3MJ7F6dI/AAAAAAAAATU/Km2Wj3elOp8/s1600-h/P1070313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3MJ7F6dI/AAAAAAAAATU/Km2Wj3elOp8/s320/P1070313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061191869451856338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHUV! Yet to properly share with you all how our purrrfectt relationship is established :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3L57F6cI/AAAAAAAAATM/JxR76c4mOTA/s1600-h/n505454303_12562_8028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3L57F6cI/AAAAAAAAATM/JxR76c4mOTA/s320/n505454303_12562_8028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061191865156889026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EVE! Yet to share with you all how EVE is the all-time fun friend to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3MJ7F6eI/AAAAAAAAATc/oUBRqjOGi40/s1600-h/Picture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3MJ7F6eI/AAAAAAAAATc/oUBRqjOGi40/s320/Picture+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061191869451856354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BEST FWEN N BUDDY!! Yet to share with you all how AZ and VAL are such wonder, wonder Wonderffullll friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is really just to reminisce some old memories and entertain you all with the suresh-sekhao attitude we are pretty sure you've all missed for quite a while =P Glad that we are still keeping in touch! k, this might sound cheesy but i'm pretty sure it will always hold true, FRIENDS FOREVER!! hahahaha I really miss you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7546281524588256608?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7546281524588256608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7546281524588256608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7546281524588256608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7546281524588256608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-weve-talked-bit-bout-cindys-rubbish.html' title='Them Yet to mention Of'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjz3MJ7F6dI/AAAAAAAAATU/Km2Wj3elOp8/s72-c/P1070313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-6306575612038664864</id><published>2007-05-05T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:53:07.262Z</updated><title type='text'>Review on Patricia Poh Wan Wen</title><content type='html'>Great picture Hao.. hehe.. and now as promised, here's my review of Patricia Poh Wan Wen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in Share's review that i had never known she was in MS before 2002... :D But for Wen.. its actually different, i noticed her in form 1 itself. It was during our 1st annual college jogathon or walkathon.. what ever u call it. Anyway, i saw two chinese girls ( Cindy and Patricia ) talking to Kah Wee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st impression was.. WAHLAU this girls.. SOOOO noisy especially one of them.. You see, back then i couldnt tell the difference between Cindy and Patricia... So only in form 4 did i have the intelligence needed to make an educated guess on who the noisy girl talking with Kah Wee was.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Patricia, the friend of mine whom had  became my daughter back in form 4 by the establishment of the PILLAI Family. Yes, i dunt really remember how it all happened . I Just remember i was the Dad and Az was my wife and WEN was my daughter. haha ( the things we used to do. Lol ) Well I personally i feel that sorta made us closer..oooooh and wen i actually had my first dance ever with You on your 15th birthday party .haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when i stop and just think back on what we have gone through.. its jus crazy.. i   feel as if im in a tunnel, falling vertically downwards. And the walls of the cylindrical tunnel are illustrated with still memories (pictures). As i pass down the tunnel, i See Wen and realise that she was always smiling, always cheerful.. All the get togethers at her house, the car rides, the jokes, the phone calls, me teaching her how to drive and so much more.... and then suddenly i See the smiles slowly dissapearing and i see tears.. but i doesnt last long.. before i can even concentrate on trying to figure out why shes crying, i See flashes of consoling, i See hugs.. i See the smiles slowly resurfacing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEs people.. IVE GONE THrough tooo much wf wen.. id call her my BEST BEST BEST buddy.. I feel so at ease with her.. shes a great person..now im feeling alil emotional.. haha.. anyway.. just need her to know i reallly reallly miss her. Miss escaping work to go hav a chat with her.. i miss goin to her fridge and taking chocolates out to my hearts content. i miss just hanging out in her small sitting room to play a game of Crash Bandicoot racing with her. We've jus gone through too much in such a short time span.. i Feel as if ive known her since we were toddlers.. that phrase is always used by people but trust me.. its very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen has sorta become known as the girl who Seeks attention as in she Loves to be the in the limelight. And by no way do we get annoyed by this. In fact.. WE love you for this. In our past few reviews Hao and myself have sort of made it a tradition to try relate the reviewed person with a practical application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... ,  just to keep that going im gonna say what i feel when i think of wen's attention seeking needs. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if were all animals in a farm. A big big farm and its a nice multi animal farm ranging from an Ape to the common house cat. YES, i proudly call myself Suresh the ape, then there's Sek Hao the cow, Fadhli the monkey, Cindy the Goose :D , KC the cat, Az the goat, Share the bull dog, Val the duck, Hau the Cock or Rooster.. Wei the donkey and so on.. u get the point.. were all animals in a BIG BIG farm and then theres WEN.. THE PEACOCK ... always there among us smiling and all cheerful, but then there comes a time when we might talk bout something new and then suddenly SHE WOULD SPREAD OUT HER BIG BIG fan like thingy on her tail... trying to get our attention again... and as always.. she succeeds.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. now it has become a point where we're just waiting for her to show us her big big fan cos we LOVE IT WHEN SHE does it... shes the baby of the group, the cute wan.. Just Look at the pictures below.. shes sSOOOOOOO CUTE.. feel like pinching her cheeks . Lol. anyway wen.. thanx for everything, thanks for being part of my teenage years.. but even more, thanks for being part of my life..You're a dear friend whom i'll always tressure till the end of times.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note* i know that the female peacock doesnt actually have those fan thing on their     *      tail, but like i said its just an application. LOL.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Nf57F6kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wdlciHTYOPo/s1600-h/wen111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Nf57F6kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wdlciHTYOPo/s320/wen111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061216398010083906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Nw57F6lI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NNzs8t7Ta3Q/s1600-h/DSCN1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Nw57F6lI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NNzs8t7Ta3Q/s320/DSCN1088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061216690067860050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Obp7F6mI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DYbRxc9bNtA/s1600-h/21180307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Obp7F6mI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DYbRxc9bNtA/s320/21180307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061217424507267682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Oop7F6nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/21d0-KkaHwY/s1600-h/DSCN1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Oop7F6nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/21d0-KkaHwY/s320/DSCN1626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061217647845567090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0O2J7F6oI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ADEAezl_yqI/s1600-h/DSCN1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0O2J7F6oI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ADEAezl_yqI/s320/DSCN1369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061217879773801090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0PNp7F6pI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9QLKWZuDqZc/s1600-h/DSCN2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0PNp7F6pI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9QLKWZuDqZc/s320/DSCN2807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061218283500726930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0SYZ7F6qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ITPg3K2IOxc/s1600-h/n505629868_43158_7876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0SYZ7F6qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ITPg3K2IOxc/s320/n505629868_43158_7876.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061221766719204002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Sf57F6rI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YG3RMWVnKgI/s1600-h/n505629868_43162_8866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Sf57F6rI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YG3RMWVnKgI/s320/n505629868_43162_8866.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061221895568222898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0So57F6sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iLKbU62XQjM/s1600-h/n505629868_43173_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0So57F6sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iLKbU62XQjM/s320/n505629868_43173_1729.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061222050187045570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0XOZ7F6tI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2c42DbMFUGs/s1600-h/animals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0XOZ7F6tI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2c42DbMFUGs/s400/animals.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061227092478651090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... The pics are all for u wen... u da best.. &lt;br /&gt;tc.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suresh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-6306575612038664864?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6306575612038664864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/6306575612038664864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/review-on-patricia-poh-wan-wen.html' title='Review on Patricia Poh Wan Wen'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rj0Nf57F6kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wdlciHTYOPo/s72-c/wen111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7631802317221051651</id><published>2007-05-05T20:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:41:54.450Z</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjzrsp7F6bI/AAAAAAAAATE/yvFXtJQ43_w/s1600-h/P1000829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjzrsp7F6bI/AAAAAAAAATE/yvFXtJQ43_w/s320/P1000829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061179233658071474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't friggin study so thot i'd post this pic =) This is when everyone is doin their own thang! very original of everyone hahahahaha (click on the pic to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the left&lt;br /&gt;Hau - (eh pic taken?!)&lt;br /&gt;Az - all ready to take a pic&lt;br /&gt;val - lol falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;nick - very interestin stuff in the laptop&lt;br /&gt;wen - keepin hair neat in the cap&lt;br /&gt;cindy - tellin wei a joke&lt;br /&gt;wei - isn't impressed with cindy's joke&lt;br /&gt;me - hehehe no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend guys! happy studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7631802317221051651?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7631802317221051651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7631802317221051651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7631802317221051651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7631802317221051651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjzrsp7F6bI/AAAAAAAAATE/yvFXtJQ43_w/s72-c/P1000829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-2881227341357310362</id><published>2007-05-04T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:27:37.948Z</updated><title type='text'>Wen~</title><content type='html'>Review on ma mei mei! the b'day girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen! My adorable friend since 1996! wow wow!! that is 11 years of friendship! I remember back in primary 4, we started talking to each other by talking about our houses! back then i used to live in Subok n i think that was our very first topic of conversation when cindy as well was there talking about my 'big' house..Cindy said my house was big to Wen IF IF IF i'm not mistaken! but in fact, its not at all big! well well that's a decade ago and the day when our seed of friendship is first planted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some revelations! A rather hilarious one. Wen is in fact, my first ever crush!! yes! back in primary 4 hahahaha I remember the day when i found wen DID like me, it was on a geography test day. Because of how excited I was for that fact, I actually failed my geography test! hahaha i remember its about writing some modes of transport such as land, air and etc but i mistakenly went on drawing cars and helicopters cos the answer table was big! hahaha apart from that, I remember the girls back then were crazy about collecting stickers and writing auto-biography! And Wen was one of them hahah (i wonder if you still have it :P) Would be interesting to look at those things again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were very close for the next three or four years till form 1. We basically lost contact after her birthday party in her current house which she invited me n kah wee out of the boys i think..hehehe at that time, Aziemah or Share were not in the picture yet =P Throughout form 1 to 3, it was just a couple of hi and bye's in school..Not good..how could that happen!?!?! i'm wondering myself now! ANyway things turn round again in form 4 when we were put in the same class. This is when we started to hang out again like how we used to back in primary schooldays~ hehe but this time round, its so much more meaningful. we share our thoughts and truly care for each other! That idea of pillai family strengthens our bond till this very day..We are brother-sisterly loving each other now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen's favourite line would be "Awwww so cute!" There were a lot of time when she had that expression, and me n the boys(now men) particularly kc would jus look at each other blankly! because every lil' thing to her is cute and adorable. I guess she knows how to appreciate it better than us haha And also, i think she Complain the most out of all the girls..But i think it didnt'get out of hands so its all good =P Trivial stuff, dun remember your whinings and complains anymore =P That may well be the reasons why we all love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen to me is a very carefree girl! Always smiling and cheerful! To me, she does hide her feelings sometimes but at the same time tryin to show everyone she's happy and content..I guess that's her approach to problems..I think she's very sensible in whatever she does...She's got her ways to cheering up others too! She's really friendly and sociable i wud say..YOu can see how smiley she is when talkin to anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naohia...Writing this makes me a lil' emotional about missing yoU...Ahh..hope to see Wen soon and it will be so much fun like how we used to hang out at your  place..Those were the damn good days that I still think of often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme for once again, teasing my lovely sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt4ep7F6aI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ud_OnQSPkGE/s1600-h/CAKOI.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt4ep7F6aI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ud_OnQSPkGE/s320/CAKOI.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060771074325997986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt4LJ7F6VI/AAAAAAAAASU/vCUPoRH4Tys/s1600-h/21161822(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt2457F6RI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JfmZQD_rPec/s320/editIMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060769326274308370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6SI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zrNyMaeoKf0/s1600-h/100-0067_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6SI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zrNyMaeoKf0/s320/100-0067_IMG.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060769330569275682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6TI/AAAAAAAAASE/QS0ZOYZsZhc/s1600-h/wen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6TI/AAAAAAAAASE/QS0ZOYZsZhc/s320/wen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060769330569275698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6UI/AAAAAAAAASM/b50qw2ClPh0/s1600-h/wen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt25J7F6UI/AAAAAAAAASM/b50qw2ClPh0/s320/wen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060769330569275714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-2881227341357310362?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/2881227341357310362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=2881227341357310362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2881227341357310362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2881227341357310362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/review-on-bday-girl-wen-my-adorable.html' title='Wen~'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rjt4ep7F6aI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ud_OnQSPkGE/s72-c/CAKOI.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7746477886621224169</id><published>2007-05-01T08:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-01T08:32:12.277Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Wen!</title><content type='html'>Wishing our beloved friend, personally my sis, Patricia Poh Wan Wen a happy birthday! Hope wen will always be blessed with good luck and happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen is indeed our truly number one buddy-not-to-missed-out for! We have not written any friend review for a while. Kinda busy with all the miscellany but in time we will! And this time, we will be looking at you know who. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go to lectures! Have a nice day everyone and once again, Happy 20th to Wen. Wish we could be there celebrating with you...Miss ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7746477886621224169?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7746477886621224169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7746477886621224169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7746477886621224169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7746477886621224169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-bday-wen.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Wen!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-4398697930710318012</id><published>2007-04-27T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:00:54.390Z</updated><title type='text'>Some photos of anna hao</title><content type='html'>i just have to make a very general statement. goin thru all the pics i have.. MAN. all the guys in our group can be so very gay at times... yours truly included. hahaha.. anyway... apart from memories that will forever be buried in us, here are a few shots to bring back some of the fun. well at least at heart..... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJDUJ7F6MI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZDX4zvDjB0o/s1600-h/P5160083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJDUJ7F6MI/AAAAAAAAARM/ZDX4zvDjB0o/s320/P5160083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058179345030703298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJC_57F6LI/AAAAAAAAARE/5LQ218nnAx8/s1600-h/DSCN2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJC_57F6LI/AAAAAAAAARE/5LQ218nnAx8/s320/DSCN2741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058178997138352306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJC1p7F6KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/po_XNmvV3oo/s1600-h/P1000630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJC1p7F6KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/po_XNmvV3oo/s320/P1000630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058178821044693154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJCa57F6JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SzOXMHpBNWQ/s1600-h/DSCN2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJCa57F6JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SzOXMHpBNWQ/s320/DSCN2530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058178361483192466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJCKZ7F6II/AAAAAAAAAQs/2kyydCGfXqs/s1600-h/DSCN1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJCKZ7F6II/AAAAAAAAAQs/2kyydCGfXqs/s320/DSCN1789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058178078015350914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJB1J7F6HI/AAAAAAAAAQk/oW8MzNgEWQY/s1600-h/DSCN2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJB1J7F6HI/AAAAAAAAAQk/oW8MzNgEWQY/s320/DSCN2878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058177712943130738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBoJ7F6GI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eno57qa5bTs/s1600-h/DSCN2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBoJ7F6GI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eno57qa5bTs/s320/DSCN2911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058177489604831330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBbJ7F6FI/AAAAAAAAAQU/u-o0e_XGQd8/s1600-h/DSCN2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBbJ7F6FI/AAAAAAAAAQU/u-o0e_XGQd8/s320/DSCN2912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058177266266531922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBSZ7F6EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9Er20vjKwB8/s1600-h/DSCN2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBSZ7F6EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/9Er20vjKwB8/s320/DSCN2913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058177115942676546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBLp7F6DI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UR_6rfrcDc4/s1600-h/DSCN2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBLp7F6DI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UR_6rfrcDc4/s320/DSCN2914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058176999978559538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBD57F6CI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ToYdfMC9UmM/s1600-h/DSCN2915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJBD57F6CI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ToYdfMC9UmM/s320/DSCN2915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058176866834573346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJA2J7F6BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8Em6aDSgZjA/s1600-h/DSCN2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJA2J7F6BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8Em6aDSgZjA/s320/DSCN2796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058176630611372050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJAsp7F6AI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s9Cn9cNyEHA/s1600-h/DSCN2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJAsp7F6AI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s9Cn9cNyEHA/s320/DSCN2801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058176467402614786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJAc57F5_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/16ZXTpRd8pY/s1600-h/P9220085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJAc57F5_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/16ZXTpRd8pY/s320/P9220085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058176196819675122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJALZ7F5-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ispHnDsctyU/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjJALZ7F5-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/ispHnDsctyU/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058175896171964386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_657F59I/AAAAAAAAAPU/4cigbxGM2Nw/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_657F59I/AAAAAAAAAPU/4cigbxGM2Nw/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058175612704122834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_t57F58I/AAAAAAAAAPM/e6SdSTgOSyQ/s1600-h/IMG_6352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_t57F58I/AAAAAAAAAPM/e6SdSTgOSyQ/s320/IMG_6352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058175389365823426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_fp7F57I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oTYNMgujabs/s1600-h/DSCN1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_fp7F57I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oTYNMgujabs/s320/DSCN1049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058175144552687538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_W57F56I/AAAAAAAAAO8/y3i0ME3d35U/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_W57F56I/AAAAAAAAAO8/y3i0ME3d35U/s320/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058174994228832162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_Op7F55I/AAAAAAAAAO0/a2xlocGiBoY/s1600-h/P2110133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_Op7F55I/AAAAAAAAAO0/a2xlocGiBoY/s320/P2110133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058174852494911378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjI_Dp7F54I/AAAAAAAAAOs/VuO0mYLomfg/s1600-h/gus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Simply he is not fussy at all... tats what makes him so adoptable ( if there is such a word ) but u get the point right? he adopts well with evryone almost straight away, he can go to a complete stranger and start a conversation just so that the stranger wouldnt feel alone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap people, that how great he is,, when hao reviewed me, he told me that i was the nucleus of an atom.. ( sweet hao ) but for me, hao is the proton... the one with the positive charge.. yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao, already mentioned how we met and all, so im not going to go there again. but what i can do is say that i know im not alone when i say this things about hao... He's got a lot of friends who feel the same way towards him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we shall See what people have to say about LEE SEK HAO, my anna, my partner in crime ( tho we nvr realy did anything to break the law ) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy says&lt;br /&gt;Sek Hao, my decade-old friend.. I don't mean he is 10 yrs old (obviously) =p, just that I've known Sek Hao for 10 yrs. That is a very long time! He's my 2nd oldest friend after Wen (whom I've known for 14 yrs..wow!). I'm actually quite surprised that it has been that long. Doesn't feel like a long time since the first day I met Sek Hao, which is an embarassing history which I'd rather not mention. *teehee, curious? the more curious u r, the more I don't wna tell...*evil grin** I've always felt there was an unspoken fate btwn us since our primary class teachers loved to sit us nxt to each other...and throughout the 2 yrs of sitting together in class, I've gotten to know him btr. He's always been the smiley, cheeky and optimistic boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S= for his sensitivity (which is a rare quality in guys nowadays) I remember there was once when I was really down..I went out for a drive and I was just so confused &amp; was crying like a mad woman on the wheel...Sek Hao knew that n quickly called me..several times even, to make sure I was not doing anything silly and that I went home safe n sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E= for his enthusiasm in every grp outing. he's definitely not a party-pooper and always ON, which is a great quality!! also our 'outing planner' back home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K= for the kindness in him. Bless him! Have u ever heard of Sek hao saying he dislikes a person? No! He embraces everyone &amp; accepts ppl for who they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H= Happy-go-lucky! Don't need to explain this one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A=  'Annoying!' haha..just kidding.. that'd be the last word I use to describe him... A is for his adorable dimples!! Mr Dimple Award! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O= for his optimism! for he always looks at the positive side of things &amp; his words of encouragement wud nvr fail to bring a little more light to our gloomy days!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia says&lt;br /&gt;) smart-but can be pretty laidback, hardly stresses for stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) happy go lucky...nothing seems to really bother him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) best- never hold grudges as in he never really lets the past bother him but happily living in what he has with him now. Like u get what i mean su, he doesnt like get mad easily and loves to be neutral esp bt how he deals wf stuff u noe su? ( yes wen, i know) and im sure others agree wf us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) sociable!!friendly...hence explains he has many many friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) quite cute with really nice dimples : girls of all ages pour themselves over him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) funny!without him, there just isnt as much laughter in the group! he can either make good jokes or tells funny stories and we can have a great big laugh bt those or he can be silly himself and making us all LOL at him hehe... so he is a guy that everyone loves to hang out with as ur worries just disappear and all that. He is a guy to be laughing with and at!:) His exaggerating descriptive words and all those actions of his shape who sek hao really is hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) He has the i don't really care what others think about me...very sporting, outgoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo jun&lt;br /&gt;Been friends with him since primary school, though can’t really remember which year (sorry hao &gt;.&lt;).  Although we’ve never been in the same class in MS but we still remain close friends.  Hmm…now that I think a bout it, I don’t remember much about my childhood back in CHMS either hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where should I start.  Sek Hao is always the nice guy, friendly and helpful.  He would never start an argument or agitate an already hostile situation (well…except that he started a rumour about me and a certain someone…remember hao? lol).  His laughter is something no words can describe…except it’ll probably make you join him in laughter for no reason.  I daresay it’s probably one of his most distinctive feature hahahaha…apart from his dimples.  Ah yes his dimples…one of my few friends that have dimples when they smile.  Doesn’t it make you wana poke that two tiny dents on his cheeks everytime he smile =P .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every PE lessons from form 2 onwards, a bunch of us would spend our time on the basketball court….those were the good old days.  Everyone would have a certain thing which they’re good at (e.g suresh’s power bomb ^.^) and hao is no exception.  45 degree on the right side of the court behind the 3 point line is his deadly spot.  Whatever ball you pass to him at that spot, there’s only one sound you will hear seconds later…swoosh!  After form 3, we don’t have any class in common anymore so didn’t really get to see each other that often.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I have to say…it’s a kinda short but brain’s been a bit overworked lately.  Lastly, hope you’re having a great time in UK and hope to see you soon….although not sure when =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chee Hau says&lt;br /&gt;crazy friend to have.. his actual name is hiao... just that he took out the i to make it sounds hao.. =p haha.. but sekhao tells funny stories.. a funny guy.. love his jokes bout his parents and brother.. well not jokes actually love his real stories regarding his family.. great story teller.. especially the milk story woot.. funny friend to have indeed.. haha.. and he has a unique machine gun laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuo Cheng says&lt;br /&gt;Hao..one of my bestest buddies, one of the guys I really trust. Always fun &lt;br /&gt;to hang around and never boring. Well, mainly because of the teasings. The &lt;br /&gt;times when we were in the same class were great and dearly missed. (such as &lt;br /&gt;hao dropping cd during mib class.. =D) Anywaysss, yup, he's my swearing &lt;br /&gt;buddy in the old days. Doubt we swear as much as we do now though. He's &lt;br /&gt;always in a good mood and teasing people around..it is really rare to see &lt;br /&gt;this guy in a bad mood(which is a good thing). There are also times when he &lt;br /&gt;does things out of the ordinary..which always amazes me...Fun is definitely &lt;br /&gt;promised when hanging with Hao. Can't wait for my Winter breaks..which &lt;br /&gt;is..your summer breaks. Miss that guy..not in a gay way though but yea.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziemah says&lt;br /&gt;Sek Hao! my best fwen =) he is one guy you can never get bored of! Each moment spent with him is FUNTARstic and always filled with some pretty intense intellectual conversation! (remember his maid's pengsan story ppl! lol) That animated and fun loving character of his makes him stand out! He's a great listener and knows how to make you feel better whenever you're down. Who can NOT crack a smile or even hold a chuckle when you listen to him and see his goofy and slightly exaggerated expressions! lol CLASSIC man! Down to the serious stuff now...he's one guy that I really trust and can talk to him about everything and anything... and the sh-az language! Someone i can share most of my problems with and always keep an open and broad mind when i need advice..so go to him if u are troubled! ehhe someone who's been there a lot.. through the good and bad times! Thanks so so much! Miss you and love ya always ducky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shareen says&lt;br /&gt;Sek hao…many words can be used to describe this dimple boy.. &lt;br /&gt;Wow where do I start…Energetic, cheerful, positive, exaggerated, vigorous...hehe, motivated, funny,relaxed, easy-going, cute…ahh n many more… his enthusiasm n burst of energy can always put a smile on your face…and not to mention his talent in facial expressions and posing…hehe. He’s the one to go to when u’re feelin down and low..he’ll pick u up and shake u! He’s even funnier when he’s sasak haha…u can’t help but laugh.hehe can imagine him goin “nao hia!!!...”. But don’t think this guy is just all fun n play..he can be reli serious when he wants to…n it’s also easy to open up and talk to him cos he’s concerned n u reli feel nice n taken care of when u’re with him..reli a super duper number 1 friend!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie says&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sek ka liao! wat can i say.. hmm.. hes the planner of the group. makes the final decision all the time w his coin flip trick. hes even in Uk now n not Germany because of it!! Wat i like bout sek ka liao is his friendliness! realli. hes so super frenly when u first meet him he treats u as if uve known each other for ages!thts y i feel like ive known him since forever but sadly onli a yr plus. met him on 03.12.2006 to be exact at some Christmas party ' celebration of Life'.. Suresh thing.Somehw this guy grew to b my bestbuddy. i gues it cos we hanged out alot last yr n somehw share tht bond to tell each other stuffs. really really great times last yr!I consider it the best yr of my life coz i met great ppl n share everlasting memories!You can just be so yourself when ur w mr sek ka liao n thts wats important! having a comfort zone.. n yupp ive found my comfort zone thnx to each n everyone of u!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEana (=p)  says&lt;br /&gt;di yi ci. hahaha i think tats the song skl sang when i first met him at poh chuan's bday party. hehehe could have posted the video on youtube BUT HE DELETED IT while i was driving him and val to JP. haha tat was a fun night.  u guys made fun of me non-stop grrr. er come to think of it i think i first met u in kiulap. u and chau had to accomapny me and val to this salon where val had to wax it all off. nah joking lah haha its something more than jus waxing lah. mine n val's little secret ;) haha but we didnt talk then..only started talking at poh chuan's party. skl skl skl i had fun going out u and really miss all the times we spent together..we'll have even more fun than we did last yr when u come back. take care and good luck for ure upcoming exams SKL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally SHUVUN SAYS...&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to describe SekHao(without being totally biased and mushy-sounding), so Im just going to give u a list of things running through my mind anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He likes to google, he can discover things from videojug.com to pornsites to articles on testicular cancer to love calculators to articles on the exchange market and how they work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sometimes, he forgets to brush his teeth and he will go out. (like that time we went to the airport to pick up my mom) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is quite open, he won't mind saying whats on his mind, (eg) that girl's damn hot, or doing what he has to do, eg farting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He's quite an attention seeker, if u don't pay attention to him, he'll annoy the hell out of u or do something totally out-of-the-blue. (see angel picture). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He gets really bored sometimes in his room, and finds really random things to do. (see webcam pictures) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He's quite a sissy, and he loves his bed. (See his sleeping picture) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He can cook really well, don't be surprised, ask him to cook a meal for u one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He's not a morning person at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He values his friends alot, that I can say. He would randomly just say something or tell me a random story about his friends, just laughing and reminiscing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. OH did anyone know that he's now a secretary for two societies? He's now called Mr Secretary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE U HAVE IT HAO.. the other guys were busy i guess.. anyway theres more than enuf to show u and everyone how much ure worth to us.. dont ever change.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all our frens who helped me in this, thanks very much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suresh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7348635618734394534?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7348635618734394534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7348635618734394534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7348635618734394534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7348635618734394534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/review-on-lee-sek-hao.html' title='Review on LEE SEK HAO'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-4066425917535428674</id><published>2007-04-26T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:52:41.234Z</updated><title type='text'>INDO MEE BABY!! lol</title><content type='html'>Suresh says&lt;br /&gt;It was a Wednesday, the 18th of April 2007, it was just an ordinary day and suddenly i had the craving for indo mee and suddenly, a gurl named NATASHA KEASBERRY while chatting told me she was eating INDO MEE!!!!  i was misserable, it was terrible, i could almost smell it.. the swift aroma hypothetically carresed my nose.. and then, like a GUARdian angel, she said she'll send me a pack to MIDDLESBROUGH.... i thought she was kidding but nope... I knew it was ridiculous to get INDO MEE by post.. it was down right idiotical. LOL... ( not u nat, the idea of INdo mee by post ) hehe.. anyway.. it was sent.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and monday came and i anxiously visited the mail room countless times in the hope that it would hav come.. but nope, it didnt, and the same thing was done on my part for the the next day and on wednesday after 32 hours of no sleep, literally, ( not cause of the indo mee, i had a test, LOL ),,anyway, when i came back to the hall, i rushed to the mail ROOM and there it was..... a BEAUTIFUL RED BOX!!! IT HAD ARRIVEDDD.. LOL.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdVZ7F5uI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZK-o-xH8InU/s1600-h/Photo-0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdVZ7F5uI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZK-o-xH8InU/s320/Photo-0108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057856110086973154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdgZ7F5vI/AAAAAAAAANk/71RicdzK6jI/s1600-h/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdgZ7F5vI/AAAAAAAAANk/71RicdzK6jI/s320/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057856299065534194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdu57F5wI/AAAAAAAAANs/utR4whJLBHs/s1600-h/Photo-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdu57F5wI/AAAAAAAAANs/utR4whJLBHs/s320/Photo-0110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057856548173637378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEeEZ7F5xI/AAAAAAAAAN0/A1Yw9T0yxAM/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEeEZ7F5xI/AAAAAAAAAN0/A1Yw9T0yxAM/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057856917540824850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is for Natasha Keasberry.. just a way to show my appreciation.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEeu57F5yI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P3rgH0Y_o1Q/s1600-h/CIMG1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEeu57F5yI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P3rgH0Y_o1Q/s320/CIMG1506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057857647685265186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know u rock ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4066425917535428674?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4066425917535428674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4066425917535428674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4066425917535428674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4066425917535428674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/indo-mee-baby-lol.html' title='INDO MEE BABY!! lol'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RjEdVZ7F5uI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZK-o-xH8InU/s72-c/Photo-0108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-3471726444605933538</id><published>2007-04-26T03:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:16:36.101Z</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the day :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a120/Kc412/DSC02350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a120/Kc412/DSC02350.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sek hao at his very best.. &lt;br /&gt;(photo courtesy of KC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suresh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3471726444605933538?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3471726444605933538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3471726444605933538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3471726444605933538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3471726444605933538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/pic-of-day-d.html' title='Pic of the day :D'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-5931656779554456221</id><published>2007-04-25T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:53:39.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the Day =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri_pU57F5tI/AAAAAAAAANM/CwSjjGAg8Ts/s1600-h/DSCN1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri_pU57F5tI/AAAAAAAAANM/CwSjjGAg8Ts/s320/DSCN1475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057517451915683538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is taken in Berakas Beach. A photo of Wen having fun while doin a swing! FIVE more humble days to her big day!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-5931656779554456221?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/5931656779554456221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=5931656779554456221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5931656779554456221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/5931656779554456221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/pic-of-day_25.html' title='Pic of the Day =)'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri_pU57F5tI/AAAAAAAAANM/CwSjjGAg8Ts/s72-c/DSCN1475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-1294972767266900247</id><published>2007-04-24T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:29:32.363Z</updated><title type='text'>PIC OF THE DAY!</title><content type='html'>I thot since we dun do much writing, we can easily upload one photo everyday or every other day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, this is suresh pillai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri4amUkWs4I/AAAAAAAAANE/nAiEWGuUWaY/s1600-h/Picture(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri4amUkWs4I/AAAAAAAAANE/nAiEWGuUWaY/s320/Picture(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057008677242188674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sources: KC )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (',)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1294972767266900247?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1294972767266900247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1294972767266900247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1294972767266900247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1294972767266900247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/pic-of-day.html' title='PIC OF THE DAY!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri4amUkWs4I/AAAAAAAAANE/nAiEWGuUWaY/s72-c/Picture(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-3194243958387773508</id><published>2007-04-24T00:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:03:08.011Z</updated><title type='text'>His Name is Suresh Pillai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1TC0kWs3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/-Lg0NyMY4PY/s1600-h/afs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1TC0kWs3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/-Lg0NyMY4PY/s320/afs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056789264542905202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review on my fellow blogger: SURESH PILLAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much thoughts is running into my head! First thing first, how did i meet suresh? answer is simple. You see, i was only 12 years old back then in MB 1R. And as i looked around me, my first instinct is to get to kno that indian boy better. So as a humble boy, I came up to him and greeted him: Hello my name is Lee Sek Hao. Nice to meet you =) smiling and grinning like the most sociable boy ever. I frgt how his reaction was lik but i was pretty sure we went to the canteen after that. And From that very day onwards, me and Suresh Pillai clicked till today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the same class from MB1 till MA5...In form 1, we two were always told to look for fadhli during SEA Games rehearsals. SU was the first one who got me 18+ movies when i was 12..i think its undercover! Well its literally 'undercoWer'. Back then, We did couple of projects together..one of which we took one whole afternoon to design one bloody slide. I remember it was jus a car zooming across the slide and that's bout it. Anuar and Aslam were there too. For another one, I got my dad's professional camera to take some photos for English project. Ended up, him and mei ann took pix of the ceiling, mirror, toilet, bed and whatever. My dad scolded me when he developed the photos...hahahaha we used to play 'ja-la' as well. Running around the college lik its a kindergarten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, things turn out for the better. We boys do share secrets as well. Form 4 became better with the inclusion of some prominent names (you kno who they are) :P Schooling becomes very enjoyable around that age. Going to school is somethin not to be missed anymore. We started gadong-ing, the in-thing for any teenagers in brunei! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha when we started driving, we skipped class and played pool once in a while. Go to kokoberry and the mall! hahaha Cruising was so much fun mann! and hiking! waahhh those were the days~ take turn to take each other out like any other gay couple! Mind the word 'like'. Suresh is a ladies' man. Girls love him and some fell for him big time. my anna's got his ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous post, Su said share as the fundamental building block(somethin lik that) in a skyscrapper. To me, Su is the nucleus of all atoms! Which is the most fundamental of all fundamentals. He shapes the group we have today, blend the ingredients we need. By shaping i mean he talks and listen to problems we have had and by blend, he injects fun and humour into the group; the essentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOod thing Su is in UK! Havin one of the main boys in the group does make stayin here a lil' easier and good fun for me. Oh!(shuv's idea) Recently we went to edinburgh! Things happen with this guy la. I wudnt say he's clumsy but for him, a series of unfortunate events can all happen in one day. I mean he could break the whole glass in squash court, rupture his car tyre while doin a 360, ANYTHING AT ALL could happen. Here's the story. On the first day, his luggage handle is broken. Bein a sort of technial guy himself(he did fix my bed he broke), he used a couple of pins to fasten it! it works :D Then, he somehow broke his zip! what made it worse is the fact that he din bring any spare trousers with him. So His first solution is to look for a safety pin. Went around edinbugh, no safety pin. NOt good. What he did, let the zip be not zipped as it is, his shirt the only reliant thing coverin his unable-to-zip side. Going around edinburgh like the most carefree guy in the world for the nxt couple of days. Only when we're about to go home, he got himself a pair of new jeans! NIce..but The nxt day, the luggage handle got broken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thru a hell lot with this guy! Thru lots of happy days, believe it or not, me and anna su nvr fought till this very day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn back the clock and cruise...lik how we all once used to..Pics in random order =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1So0kWsyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RMnmryIDGUY/s1600-h/P1210042_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1So0kWsyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RMnmryIDGUY/s320/P1210042_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056788817866306338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1SpEkWszI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T7pqS2HYZcs/s1600-h/P2110141_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1SpEkWszI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T7pqS2HYZcs/s320/P2110141_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056788822161273650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1SpEkWs0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/d8a2RoHQKN4/s1600-h/PICT1826_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1RvkkWsfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dgmpzyihpR8/s320/14155813(1)_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056787834318795250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1RvkkWsgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FykDuf7zklA/s1600-h/CIMG1196_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1RvkkWsgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FykDuf7zklA/s320/CIMG1196_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056787834318795266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1Rv0kWshI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rfDr2FHBtyo/s1600-h/CIMG2447_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1Rv0kWshI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rfDr2FHBtyo/s320/CIMG2447_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056787838613762578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Ri1Rv0kWsiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KhMJdgAdLpc/s1600-h/DSCN1088_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Both of us are busy and we shall do it again till further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day everyone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-875300825303449110?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/875300825303449110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=875300825303449110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/875300825303449110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/875300825303449110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-review.html' title='No Review'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-2201996944593062255</id><published>2007-04-15T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:03:46.479Z</updated><title type='text'>Review on Shareen Foo Shih Thing</title><content type='html'>Suresh says:&lt;br /&gt;Nice review Hao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would you define it?  &lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Week of January 2002, I was one of the many new form 'fourers' looking at the noticeboards in MSPSBS Rimba, All there for the same reason.. All wanting to know what class we'd be in for the new Acedemic Year.. I quickly scanned the boards, obviously looking for my name and praying silently at the same time that Lee Sek Hao and Mahmud Fadhli would be in the same class as i was in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the sheet with my name and was overjoyed to See Sek hao's and Fadhli's name as well. Then, i realised that our registration room would be the computer lab.. WOW... i was overjoyed. what more could we ask for? at long last, we had an airconditioned room, haha.. anyway.. after calming myself down, i decided to See who else would be in our class. Scanning the list thoroughly, i realised i either knew or have heard of this people oneway or another until i saw 'Foo Shih Thing @ Shareen'..I never recalled hearing this name before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i thought to myself it must be one of those 'grace' type quiet chinese girls...(hehe)...Then, we all gathered up in Class and i dont really remember what happened next.. I just knew that Shareen was the Tall girl. Thats how we described her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway moving on, Fadhli and me were sort off wanting a way to befriend this girls ( Aziemah, Cindy, Patricia and Shareen ) and so.. a 'way' popped up. haha..We used to play football during recess in the English class, and while playing, very often we hit their table's with the small paper ball we kicked around.. and here's the best part. We came up with the same corny punchline..'oops, sorry, accidents happen'..  gave a heehehe and then continued playing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakthrough of our friendship ( with the girls ) started one day, i dont really remember when.. but it was the day our class went through an ordeal 'what i prefer to call a crisis' haha it was the day a fellow classmate played an obscene clip of a movie using the projectors in the lab. I dont know how it happened, i dont why it happened, but what i do know is that i am thankful for that day.. That afternoon, was the 1st outing we had.. i remember going to Mc'Donald's with them, Wen and Az aside. heehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when ,for the very first time i noticed Share.. And what a thing to notice. It was the way she ate her Cheeseburger..haha..  Its exactly as Sek Hao&lt;br /&gt;mentioned below. Queer, is how to describe it, but cute all at the same time.. haha ( what a better way to start a friendship ) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i know, its 2006 December and while on the phone with her one night, i remember her telling me.. she was not looking forwards to the split up of the gang, the following year.. Thats when i realised.. what we've gone through in the last three and three quarter years .. i realised that ive never known what true friendship was all about before that. The gang apart.. it hit me that Shareen had become my bestest friend, She had been the one i went to in times of trouble, When i wanted advice and ofcoourse most importantly, someone who listened to my crap ...HAHAHAHA.. She did that all. haha.. Mind you, we did have our fair share in fights. On one fight, we ended up not communicating for almost 2 weeks.. until Cindy fooled me into calling her. she said 'you shouldn't do this to a girl. she very hurt wan" ....and when i called Shareen to apologise, the first thing she said was "HAHA,, I WON!!!!!!" .. hahaha.. useless ehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now back to the earlier question i asked. how would you define friendship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, friendship is like building a skyscraper.. a good skyscraper can withstand a category 5 hurricane (250kmph winds), it can witshstand an earthquake with a&lt;br /&gt;reading of 8 on the ritcher's scale ( THAT IS very powerful! ) and why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap its the SOLID foundations.. in 'friendship terms' its TRUST... LOVE... FUN... FIGHTS... SYMPATHY... EMPATHY... LOYALTY... HONESTY and e.t.c&lt;br /&gt;and just to top it up, Good skyscrappers normally have a HUGE WEIGHT about 3 quarters of the way up of the building.. this is to balance the structure during the strong winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ME this 'HUGE WEIGHT' is MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING.. one of Share's strongest Quality's.. What i just mentioned above about friendship, are all the qualities&lt;br /&gt;that lies within Shareen, her 'mental structure' haha.. Thats what makes Share so lovable, adorable, cute, whatever you call it.. and since im talking about skyscrapers, She has that quality too.a 'physical structure'.. She is tall and mind blowingly beautiful and finally for me, SHAREEN FOO SHIH THING is an icon for the whole group. The very purpose why skyscrapers are built..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share, thanks for being a very Good friend.. you know you are.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.... for the fun part.. LOL PICTURE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF3VvJQjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LkcI3RJVn28/s1600-h/share+stick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF3VvJQjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LkcI3RJVn28/s320/share+stick.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053451472202665442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why i never heard of Shareen before 2002. (that was Share in form 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share at her Best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF6BPJQjiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u27-nJ7K040/s1600-h/DSCN2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF6BPJQjiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u27-nJ7K040/s320/DSCN2886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053454418550230562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE Typical everyday girl. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF5LfJQjhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-gM9njC_yGQ/s1600-h/share1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF5LfJQjhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-gM9njC_yGQ/s320/share1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053453495132261906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF6aPJQjjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vitYaWGJ5wA/s1600-h/DSCN2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF6aPJQjjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vitYaWGJ5wA/s320/DSCN2870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053454848046960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF9E_JQjnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z8nZbDfci10/s1600-h/IMG_6070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF9E_JQjnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z8nZbDfci10/s320/IMG_6070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053457781509623410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF8p_JQjmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VlJ7lbLMZMc/s1600-h/DSCN1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF8p_JQjmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VlJ7lbLMZMc/s320/DSCN1389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053457317653155426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF7vfJQjlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pSuwy6smhmA/s1600-h/n218600608_30370903_4367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF7vfJQjlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pSuwy6smhmA/s320/n218600608_30370903_4367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053456312630808146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF7DPJQjkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TqbvGiJN0Ck/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF7DPJQjkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TqbvGiJN0Ck/s320/113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053455552421596738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF4YPJQjgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LYMjqZpq1Gk/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF4YPJQjgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LYMjqZpq1Gk/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053452614663966210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF3yPJQjfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MQIzSUi3RzQ/s1600-h/n218600608_30387788_9326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF3yPJQjfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MQIzSUi3RzQ/s320/n218600608_30387788_9326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053451961828937202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it GUYS, Shareen Foo.... next review will be in a week people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-2201996944593062255?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/2201996944593062255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=2201996944593062255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2201996944593062255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/2201996944593062255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/nice-review-hao.html' title='Review on Shareen Foo Shih Thing'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiF3VvJQjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LkcI3RJVn28/s72-c/share+stick.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7984573582195463517</id><published>2007-04-14T12:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:09:21.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you spot share from the back??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-vJQjcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e5x1sD36Ajg/s1600-h/DSCN1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-vJQjcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e5x1sD36Ajg/s320/DSCN1424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267458623835586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the front view, she's 2nd left (i kno, i can't help noticing the one 2nd from the right too :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-fJQjbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Uqpgs3mOy8/s1600-h/DSCN1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-fJQjbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Uqpgs3mOy8/s320/DSCN1427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267454328868274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close-up view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDSTvJQjdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UBQ4CS-hs2I/s1600-h/share.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDSTvJQjdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UBQ4CS-hs2I/s320/share.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053270018424344018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend and let us do a bit of friend-review once again! this time all eyes on shareen foo shih thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, mr.lee, met share only in form 4,that is..2002? Classmate for two years since and that were enough to put us very close till this day. Share to me, is a cheeful one and super-bright when it comes to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share is as tall as the neck and the legs of a giraffe combined, towering up to the top tip of my ear!! hahahaha Also, slender and really ladylike when she eats or walks. Being ladylike is not too good tho cos it takes her quite a while for her to do her thang, especially when it comes to eating. But that doesn't of course bother any of us. Jus one of those lil' things you can spot of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eating etiqutte is simple but rather tedious. SO, here's a little guide if you might be interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bite off your food a cm square &lt;br /&gt;2. chew the food like you have all the time in the world&lt;br /&gt;3. wipe your upper-lip slowly and gently with your pinky or tissue&lt;br /&gt;4. Repeat step 1-3 till your food is finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, her favourite line will be "tsk..Sickening..." not jus sickening, but SIC-kenn-ninnnnggg. I'm sure the very moment she read this, she wud go...tssskkkkk heeeeiii...haha that is the real share i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I think i can be really mean to her sometimes, overdoin it lik there was once i hid her precious ring off her while seeing her frantically searchin for it. sorry share. hehhee shudnt have kept that ring till that day after. but that aside, share is cool. I mean who wudnt love it when whatever you tease her on, her reaction wud be about the same! that angry smile and that line of hers mentioned above, i dunno how she does it but ah well, she's just really easy-going i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share is hip - a lady who has no apparent worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Done Share! Stay sexy~  You know you are hot :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some photos of share. Some sexy ones and some are eerrr..you'll see :P (pix in personal order of preference! hahahahahaha, this is fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-PJQjaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZMEdbj6All8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-PJQjaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZMEdbj6All8/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267450033900962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPqPJQjZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/t7HkkyFAIpM/s1600-h/CIMG1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPqPJQjZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/t7HkkyFAIpM/s320/CIMG1193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267106436517266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPqPJQjYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/o74w4kjm-Qs/s1600-h/DSCN1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPqPJQjYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/o74w4kjm-Qs/s320/DSCN1369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267106436517250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPp_JQjXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7WzCbhfBfdY/s1600-h/100-0090_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPp_JQjXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7WzCbhfBfdY/s320/100-0090_IMG.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267102141549938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPp_JQjWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JjYOi_QWqHM/s1600-h/DSCN1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPp_JQjWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JjYOi_QWqHM/s320/DSCN1769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267102141549922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPpvJQjVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H22dBEMrKMw/s1600-h/P1000799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPpvJQjVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H22dBEMrKMw/s320/P1000799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053267097846582610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPKvJQjQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HF47wQlRAc8/s1600-h/P1000797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPKvJQjQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HF47wQlRAc8/s320/P1000797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266565270637826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPK_JQjRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IuUk6GWw5SM/s1600-h/DSCN3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPK_JQjRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IuUk6GWw5SM/s320/DSCN3196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266569565605138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPK_JQjSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rvW0JKSvHbA/s1600-h/CIMG2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPK_JQjSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rvW0JKSvHbA/s320/CIMG2448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266569565605154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPLPJQjTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y34rZbwaRvg/s1600-h/P2270188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPLPJQjTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y34rZbwaRvg/s320/P2270188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266573860572466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPLfJQjUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gWeD2ETsC5k/s1600-h/P1000842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDPLfJQjUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gWeD2ETsC5k/s320/P1000842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266578155539778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtvJQjNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M4B_VCT0GTA/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtvJQjNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M4B_VCT0GTA/s320/14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266067054431442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOt_JQjOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ptSE2ol7mlM/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOt_JQjOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ptSE2ol7mlM/s320/13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266071349398754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOt_JQjPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/mcfVgloNjEs/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOt_JQjPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/mcfVgloNjEs/s320/12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266071349398770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, dun you all just love SHARE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtfJQjLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8D4qIbgj_aQ/s1600-h/DSCN3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtfJQjLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8D4qIbgj_aQ/s320/DSCN3192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266062759464114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtvJQjMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rvHmQcq91Q4/s1600-h/DSCN3191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDOtvJQjMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rvHmQcq91Q4/s320/DSCN3191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053266067054431426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7984573582195463517?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7984573582195463517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7984573582195463517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7984573582195463517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7984573582195463517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/can-you-spot-share-from-back-from-front.html' title=''/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RiDP-vJQjcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e5x1sD36Ajg/s72-c/DSCN1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-8252764514267852175</id><published>2007-04-12T21:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-12T23:09:38.568Z</updated><title type='text'>A story to share</title><content type='html'>Suresh says&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share something personal with my friends and hope they too will benefit from my experience..... On, a gloomy day, first week of February 2006 (Saturday), i was  driving Mr Chiams Land Cruiser, just cruising around town waiting for Wendy to finish a meeting with a fellow business client.. I felt a sudden vibration on my left hand-side pocket in my trousers. I took out my phone and saw 'Message Received'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was by Jamal, a good friend of mind whom i have forgotten now btw.. Anyway, it was very odd that i received a message from him and i knew it must be the thing i had been dreading.. A-LEVEL's RESULTS.. I knew sooner or later it had to come but its just that, feeling of Looking at the results.. Like a confrontation with reality, 'FAILURE' and i say failure because i knew what to expect. Anyway, the message from Jamal was indeed a confirmation that results were out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped Wendy back at Saccamas and told Mr Chiam i had to pick my brother up from school. (which btw was a lie) As i drove to MSPSBS, in what must have been my slowest speed of all time, i was thinking of what to tell my parents, thought of all  their high expectations crushing down, the reminiscence of what i had done during my time in MSPSBS, the skipping of classes to go and play pool in Arena Lambak, the lack of concentration during classes, the amount of money my parents had wasted on me for tuition and e.t.c, simply the lead to what i thought was my destruction.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the results i didnt have the guts to go home. I went back to work.. Went to the back room and just buried my face in my arms.. thinking again and questioning myself, what my life would turn out to be like, and at that moment i could only turn to one person.. I asked him, please give me a chance.. please show me that this isn't the end, i was desperate.. I turned my face up and looked towards my computer screen. on it was a bookmark. It was never there before, i could swear honestly.. It read :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't Quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, &lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;and you want to smile, but you have to sigh, &lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit, &lt;br /&gt;Rest if you must,&lt;br /&gt;BUT DON'T YOU QUIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is strange with its twist and turns, &lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;and many failure turns about, &lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck out,&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out, &lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;and you can never tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far,&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;br /&gt;Its when things seems worst , &lt;br /&gt;That YOU MUST NOT QUIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked.. I read it countless times and reading it sort off gave me the strength i needed to face my parents. I left the office at 6pm, and drove home. Heart  beating faster then the beats in a Heavy Rock tune. As i approached my house, i lost it again.. i decided to tell them that results were not out.. i just couldn't do it, but  i think they sort of knew, because my actions and mood gave it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Seria that night and while I pretended to sleep at the back, my mind was filled with thoughts, again what i had been thinking of earlier all came back and i kept reminding myself of the 'Dont Quit' thingy i read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nextday, Sunday aftenoon, 3pm&lt;br /&gt;3pm is the time my Church Service starts in Seria.. I stood next to my father. Gana suddenly came to me, (Gana btw, is a cousin of mine who also did his A'level's) He told me that results are out and that he knew my results.. my father overhearing this quickly asked what my grades were.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could See the disapointment in his face.. it said it all.. i had to get out. i went out of the church and just stayed outside for 15mins.. wanting to cry but my pride and 'machoness' ;p held the tears back.. I entered the church again and decided to sit away from my parents.. Through the corner of my eye i saw my mom sitting down and crying.. never had i seen her crying in church.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and just looked down for the rest of the service.. praying ( my last resort ) asking for a sign, show me a sign that its not the end, show me a sign.. and  suddenly i felt this voice speaking to me, telling me to pick up a tithes and offering envelope. ( which is btw an envelope where Christians put 10percent of their monthly earnings, my church always puts verses from the Bible in those envelopes. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by surprise by the voice i had heard, i concluded that i must have imagined it. So, for the 1st time ever i took the envelope not knowing what to do with it. I just opened it and inside i saw a small piece of paper. It was a verse. it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;FOR I THE LORD KNOW THE PLANS I HAVE FOR YOU,&lt;br /&gt;PLANS TO PROSPER YOU AND NOT TO HARM YOU,&lt;br /&gt;PLANS TO GIVE YOU HOPE AND A FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but that verse, to this day is what drives me to be a different Suresh. After the Church service, i walked up to my parents and faced 'it', faced everything they had to say.. But inside i felt a change, i had a sudden drive to move.. not knowing where the hell it came from or what was driving it, my parents were advising me to start working, a few of my friends also told me that would be the wise thing to do.. I ignored it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an advertisement for RBA Engineering scholarships in the Borneo Bulletin. I decided to apply for it.. i sat for 3 exams and got the 3rd highest marks out of 500 participants, Passed 2 interviews and by the end of June had been awarded with the scholarship to a course in Perth, SCOTLAND. I honestly actually didnt want this RBA thingy but at that moment i was doing it to make my parents happy. This had finally caused smiles to overshadow tears and most of all gave them a certain Hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were told that the bond for this scholarship would be 10 years.. I used that as a reason and begged my father to give me one last chance.. i told him i wasnt happy and wanted to go to UK and do a proper course.. As every father would do, he agreed, very uncertain whether he was doing the right thing or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i applied through UCAS for a few courses, but since my A-level results sucked.. i couldnt get a place to do any degree courses.. but i was determined to do something. There was only one option. To do a HND course for 2 years and then move on to do a Degree for another 2 years.. I chose that route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i came to UK on the very same plane as Cindy and Sek Hao for doing a HND course in  Chemical Engineering.. Finally, somehow i was on my way to UK to do something and i know this was the last and final chance i had. Somehow, somewhere, someone must really love me to have given me chance after chance after chance.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being as positive as ever and believing in myself, i took a very different approach to my studies.. and after just 3 months, The University awarded me with an upgrade. The first to be done in my uni, i was told to move directly to 2nd year degree after my 1st year in HND. And so in just 3 years i would have completed my Beng(hons) in Chemical Engineering.. (saving my dad a whole year of fees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW EVERYTHING IS welll and me am happy as are my parents.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make it clear to everyone who reads this.. im not being proud or showing off by saying all this stuff.. i Simply wanted to point out that, EVEN IF THE WORLD IS AGAINST YOU, IF YOU, yes if YOU JUST BELIEVE IN YOURSELF and BY BEING POSITIVE AND TAKING ACTION , YOU CAN PROVE THE WORLD WRONG!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. anyway.. TERIMA KASEH people.. :D goodluck to you all.. apa saja masalah kita hadapi ah, jus say, 'SAYA BOLEH', 'SAYA YAKIN'... LOL  takecare people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8252764514267852175?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/8252764514267852175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=8252764514267852175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8252764514267852175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8252764514267852175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/story-to-share.html' title='A story to share'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-8483581938296100356</id><published>2007-04-12T18:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:04:08.879Z</updated><title type='text'>Of unis, studies and exams</title><content type='html'>i'm sure most of you have had the habits of procrastinating..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure most of you got the experience of whatever you study, nothing goes into you head.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure most of you sometimes even feel like giving up when there's too much to study with too little time left&lt;br /&gt;And the exams, the most fearsome of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear people, i for one slack big time and worry a HELL lot as well. Compose yourself, take a deep breath, and start studying calmly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair that some ppl no needa work hard and still get better results than those who study all the time and yet not acheiveing that satisfyin grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it! everyone is different, everyone is unique. The only way to work it is still, study hard! And "smart" whatever they call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE...Let's all get working hard and prove what we are made of! Get that damn good grades and let ourselves feel good about it and let our parents be proud of us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck with exams to all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are not having exams anytime soon, study routinely! its a good habit that is still too hard to cultivate :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAO (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-8483581938296100356?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/8483581938296100356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=8483581938296100356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8483581938296100356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/8483581938296100356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-unis-studies-and-exams.html' title='Of unis, studies and exams'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-42815524177367911</id><published>2007-04-10T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:14:25.015Z</updated><title type='text'>Our beloved one, KC.</title><content type='html'>Kuo Cheng (2nd from top left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuZXvJQjGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v9HUZCEJqp0/s1600-h/21191956(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuZXvJQjGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v9HUZCEJqp0/s320/21191956(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051800040097483874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONE SU! i shall write my part on Kc as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kc who currently is doing his IT degree in oz is one of my best best friends. This article is mainly written to reminisce those times we were together, well mainly teasing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is without a doubt, one of a kind. Like what Su said, i only met this guy in form 1, its during one of those PE sessions i think. Dun remember exactly. But what I remember properly is the hair he used to have. Long hair splitting down the middle that sway smoothly in the breeze. When playing basketball, I used to admire the way he shakes his head a lil' to remove the smooth hair that cover his benovelent eyes, to see the hoop clearly and CHOP! there go the marvellous 3-pointers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Form 4, things turn out better. Being a classmate with him for the remaining college years, things become rather interesting..His unique wonderfully-crafted-exaggerated-action is a thing not to be missed. His swearing is also somethin to watch out for. He has this look when scolding people, that finger pointing at you can be very intimidating sometimes. But when he smiles, his cheeky grin and that nice set of teeth could easily make you happy. When he laughs, his fist would cover that nice set of teeth and his head agitating with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun is always promised when hanging out with this guy. Even when he is moody, i would find it rather amusing. Of course, there were serious times as well but i'm not in that mood to talk about those kind and sympathetic emotions at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side, Kc is a caring friend. By caring, I mean really caring. He has a good habit of listening out to others. Someone who would take good care of you. Sorry cheng if this article if offensive to you, but i'm just speaking my minds bout you at the moment and i'm having fun. Miss KC!! Can't wait to see MR.SMILEY this summer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW WOW WHEE WOW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling fond memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXavJQjBI/AAAAAAAAADs/ehBtZv0IfyY/s1600-h/KC1.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXavJQjBI/AAAAAAAAADs/ehBtZv0IfyY/s320/KC1.BMP" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051797892613835794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXa_JQjCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fB800_EW0yo/s1600-h/CIMG0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXa_JQjCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fB800_EW0yo/s320/CIMG0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051797896908803106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbPJQjDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JkX-QnmsDpE/s1600-h/cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbPJQjDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JkX-QnmsDpE/s320/cropped.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051797901203770418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbfJQjEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zoQZimb7rYk/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbfJQjEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zoQZimb7rYk/s320/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051797905498737730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbvJQjFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/USIOH-d95EI/s1600-h/DSCN2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuXbvJQjFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/USIOH-d95EI/s320/DSCN2501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051797909793705042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, hands down to MR.SMILEY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuasvJQjHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JYetG1tX0qI/s1600-h/resizeDSCN2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuasvJQjHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JYetG1tX0qI/s320/resizeDSCN2728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051801500386364530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-42815524177367911?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/42815524177367911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=42815524177367911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/42815524177367911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/42815524177367911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-beloved-one-kc.html' title='Our beloved one, KC.'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhuZXvJQjGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v9HUZCEJqp0/s72-c/21191956(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-9140831965283790416</id><published>2007-04-09T21:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:13:35.219Z</updated><title type='text'>Review on Ong Kuo Cheng</title><content type='html'>Suresh says:&lt;br /&gt;Since Sek Hao mentioned doing a weekly review on each of our friends, i feel, since it's a Monday and the start of a new week we can review someone today.. Hmm this week i strongly feel we should review ONG KUO CHENG.. better known as KC, he started out his early MS years in Form 1B. Sek Hao and myself were in Form 1R. I didnt have any sort of contact(verbal) with him except during P.E when on certain days we might have exchanged a word or two while playing basketball or football.. My first impression of KC.... Hmm.. boy of mystery.. haha, he always had this loOk on his face. ( he still does ) its a very mischievous 'want to make fun of indians Look' hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now fast forwarding to 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC had joined our class and we became better acquainted.. That mysterious look he had indeed was a 'want to make fun of indians' look.. ( make no mistake, he's no racist, he does it for fun, just on me actually. haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on, we realised KC was a really nice guy who was unique in his own way . Some may find him annoying(me), the girls say he's sweet and he is in a way. haha.. he once bought me a soft toy.. WHY? i will never know.. come to think about it was a black ape... haha.. there u have it guys.. MR ONG KUO CHENG.. a member of the group, part of the Pillai family and whom without, the world would definetely be 'alittle' and i stress again only 'alittle' dull.. hahaha.. jk KC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq0sD7VpqI/AAAAAAAAADM/1rj6OQ62a5M/s1600-h/kc1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq0sD7VpqI/AAAAAAAAADM/1rj6OQ62a5M/s320/kc1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051548601110865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq06j7VprI/AAAAAAAAADU/6UF7vP-AeZ0/s1600-h/kc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq06j7VprI/AAAAAAAAADU/6UF7vP-AeZ0/s320/kc2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051548850218968754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq5bj7VpsI/AAAAAAAAADc/0vV4UVtBGs8/s1600-h/kc3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq5bj7VpsI/AAAAAAAAADc/0vV4UVtBGs8/s320/kc3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051553815201162946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq5yj7VptI/AAAAAAAAADk/caFE2OiRskY/s1600-h/DSCN1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq5yj7VptI/AAAAAAAAADk/caFE2OiRskY/s320/DSCN1633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051554210338154194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-9140831965283790416?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/9140831965283790416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=9140831965283790416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/9140831965283790416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/9140831965283790416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/review-on-ong-kuo-cheng.html' title='Review on Ong Kuo Cheng'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhq0sD7VpqI/AAAAAAAAADM/1rj6OQ62a5M/s72-c/kc1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-4552535734549293578</id><published>2007-04-09T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:09:18.950Z</updated><title type='text'>LEXUS LS600HL unveiled</title><content type='html'>Suresh says:&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record..LEXUS unveiled the LS600HL today, that is the hybrid version of the  already excellent LS460.. What lexus has done is, to combine a 5.0litre V8 petrol engine with a new and super powerful electric motor to produce a colossal 430BHP.. The amount of torque generated by the engine is astonishing, which is why, Lexus has opted the power to be distributed to all four wheels to accomodate the torque... now this kind of power in luxury limo's, are only found in Merz S600, BMW 760, Audi A8 W12  e.t.c basiclly in 12 cylinder engines...AND this Lexus does in just '8 cylinders'..  once again proving that LEXUS has what it takes to be up there among the top.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While rivals are vulgur and the old LS was just bland, this car has manners... Now there's a luxury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just FYI,  I blogged this because as a huge LEXUS Fan, this is a very memorable day.. something i felt should be taken into account.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhqq4T7VppI/AAAAAAAAADE/xP-mXAh9--0/s1600-h/0601_lexus_ls460_01_900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhqq4T7VppI/AAAAAAAAADE/xP-mXAh9--0/s320/0601_lexus_ls460_01_900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051537816447985298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqID7VplI/AAAAAAAAACk/cziKHt8mJik/s1600-h/0601_lexus_ls460_02_900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqID7VplI/AAAAAAAAACk/cziKHt8mJik/s320/0601_lexus_ls460_02_900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051536987519297106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqqT7VpoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bn7DoPGIfcM/s1600-h/0601_lexus_ls460_03_900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqqT7VpoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bn7DoPGIfcM/s320/0601_lexus_ls460_03_900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051537575929816706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhqqgz7VpnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zmkRmXjo_DM/s1600-h/0601_lexus_ls460_04_900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhqqgz7VpnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zmkRmXjo_DM/s320/0601_lexus_ls460_04_900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051537412721059442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqZT7VpmI/AAAAAAAAACs/BSveHgU6nEE/s1600-h/0601_lexus_ls460_05_900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhqqZT7VpmI/AAAAAAAAACs/BSveHgU6nEE/s320/0601_lexus_ls460_05_900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051537283872040546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-4552535734549293578?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/4552535734549293578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=4552535734549293578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4552535734549293578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/4552535734549293578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/lexus-ls600hl-unveiled.html' title='LEXUS LS600HL unveiled'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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/_TjOBL5lQDgw/Rhqq4T7VppI/AAAAAAAAADE/xP-mXAh9--0/s72-c/0601_lexus_ls460_01_900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-7779732957046296036</id><published>2007-04-06T14:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:59:25.714Z</updated><title type='text'>with love to cindy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWtj7VphI/AAAAAAAAACE/r667IcPC_Ug/s1600-h/P1070042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWtj7VphI/AAAAAAAAACE/r667IcPC_Ug/s320/P1070042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050319372880815634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy's trying to squeeze a big bag into a tiny bin hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWtz7VpiI/AAAAAAAAACM/KBSW_rmFCBo/s1600-h/P1070044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWtz7VpiI/AAAAAAAAACM/KBSW_rmFCBo/s320/P1070044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050319377175782946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she succeeded but knowing that we were lookin at her, she blushed a lil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWuD7VpjI/AAAAAAAAACU/c2Na1_N3RzQ/s1600-h/P1070045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWuD7VpjI/AAAAAAAAACU/c2Na1_N3RzQ/s320/P1070045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050319381470750258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's on her way to say "i knew you guys were lookin at me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus thot i'd post this :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7779732957046296036?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7779732957046296036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7779732957046296036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7779732957046296036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7779732957046296036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/with-love-to-cindy.html' title='with love to cindy'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZWtj7VphI/AAAAAAAAACE/r667IcPC_Ug/s72-c/P1070042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-1495403517322538651</id><published>2007-04-06T13:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T13:13:43.101Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><title type='text'>Some photos in Middlesbrough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZHTT7VpgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qX9VODCQY5o/s1600-h/Photo-0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhZHTT7VpgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qX9VODCQY5o/s72-c/Photo-0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-3810406136202333550</id><published>2007-04-06T10:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:25:07.723Z</updated><title type='text'>Cy's visit to Middlesbrough</title><content type='html'>Cindy Koh Cin Yee or CINDOL as i so fondly call her spent 2 days here with me in my abode of peace, or so :D  ... It wasn't really an action packed 2 days.. more subtle.. relaxed, from very girly talks ( im good in girly talk according to her ) to BINGO sessions, and yesh.. our drawings. LOL.. i drew a portrait of her..  The first day we took a walk down to the park and indeed it was my first time there too. How hip is that?.. anyway..after that i went to my favourite corner store where im regarded as their BEST customer.. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner,  i cooked BUTTER CHICKEN AND WHITE BASMATI RICE!! :S and she confessed it was delicious. haha..  Next day i gave her a tour of Middlesbrough Town and the highlight of her 2 days was just an hour away.. haha.. We were just walking out from Dundas Shopping Centre and suddenly a nice pigeon decided to shower her with gifts, missing her head by millimeters and hitting her jeans instead :D ...hehe .. anyway, this is for Cindol, i had soo much fun especially the pigeon incident and the HOT LOOK YOU GAVE ME.. and thanks for buying the PSP Pro Evolution game for me to kill boredom.. LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-3810406136202333550?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/3810406136202333550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=3810406136202333550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3810406136202333550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/3810406136202333550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/cys-visit-to-middlesbrough.html' title='Cy&apos;s visit to Middlesbrough'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-233140370244034306</id><published>2007-04-06T01:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T02:16:40.296Z</updated><title type='text'>some edinburgh pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtDz7VpSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q453WGtw5Jg/s1600-h/P1060585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtDz7VpSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q453WGtw5Jg/s320/P1060585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050132838156182818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtED7VpTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5YHanvu-LNU/s1600-h/P1060608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtED7VpTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5YHanvu-LNU/s320/P1060608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050132842451150130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtEj7VpUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vFIZHsQHykA/s1600-h/P1060679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtEj7VpUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vFIZHsQHykA/s320/P1060679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050132851041084738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtFD7VpVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MFy2UEbLAtc/s1600-h/P1060609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtFD7VpVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MFy2UEbLAtc/s320/P1060609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050132859631019346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtFT7VpWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tNgGACv90LM/s1600-h/P1060742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtFT7VpWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tNgGACv90LM/s320/P1060742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050132863925986658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-233140370244034306?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/233140370244034306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=233140370244034306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/233140370244034306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/233140370244034306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-edinburgh-pics.html' title='some edinburgh pics!'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjOBL5lQDgw/RhWtDz7VpSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q453WGtw5Jg/s72-c/P1060585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571464441706738779.post-1631970029797549735</id><published>2007-04-06T01:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:54:23.796Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>A Blog is born..brought to you by hao and su</title><content type='html'>Hao says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my very first blog! Was more into lookin for a new skin for it but yet to find one "manly" one. had to take into many minor details considering this blog belongs to two guys who are rather unique to each other. well only in terms of skin's colour but pretty much the same in every way. fun-loving and carefree are what we are. do check out on us once in a while. Esp to our friends who are all the way down-under, the oz's and the otagons, love you guys. miss you all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-1631970029797549735?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/1631970029797549735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=1631970029797549735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1631970029797549735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/1631970029797549735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-is-bornbrought-to-you-by-hao-and.html' title='A Blog is born..brought to you by hao and su'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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-3571464441706738779.post-7815301473046565430</id><published>2007-04-05T22:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:01:05.707Z</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of Anna Hao and Su's page</title><content type='html'>Suresh says:&lt;br /&gt;Funny story this.. It all happened on our third and last day in Edinburgh ( more of that later ) while having breakfast.. We, all of a sudden, talked about blogs.. and yes.. the idea was placed forward by a very loyal blogger herself.... She proposed a whole new idea of Sek Hao and me having a joined blog. WOW!! The idea was indeed very appealing and honestly, i was alittle excited. (why?... i will never know) haha.. so there you have it.. "The Birth of the Anna Hao and Su's" page..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i know this wont last long but then again no harm done in having a go. right? I don't think there'd be expression of thoughts and feelings here... Look forward to a more 'crap' filled page.. That's the whole point actually.. When you're down and feeling blue.. Check this page out and "WE" hope we'll be able to put a smile on your face.. more from anna Hao.. and 'anna' by the way refers to Brother, in indian.. . so there you have it guys.. the CHINDIANS!!!.. hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3571464441706738779-7815301473046565430?l=the-chindians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/feeds/7815301473046565430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3571464441706738779&amp;postID=7815301473046565430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7815301473046565430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3571464441706738779/posts/default/7815301473046565430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-chindians.blogspot.com/2007/04/birth-of-anna-hao-and-sus-page.html' title='The Birth of Anna Hao and Su&apos;s page'/><author><name>The Chindians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836348196741958847</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></feed>
